BPOV

"Alice… you promised not to go too far with this…"

"Relax, Bella! They couldn't get me the right exotic dancers in time for tomorrow anyway."

I tried not to laugh out loud. Laughing would only encourage Alice more.

"I let you throw this party on the condition you'd keep it as understated as possible." I said sternly. "It's not like it's my 21st…"

She squealed in my ear, damaging my ear drums for sure.

"Your 21st may have been my biggest triumph. But yes Bella, I get the picture. We're old and decrepit 23 year olds now. It'll just be a nice dinner, us, Rose, Jasper, Emmett, and Boring Ass." She giggled.

"Ok, hanging up now. And you WILL be nice to Mike tomorrow, Alice. My birthday, my rules."

She hung up, muttering something about birthday divas.

So my friends aren't wild about my boyfriend. They are all loud, fun, flirty and beautiful in their own different ways. I'm surprised they let me hang out with them, to be honest. But we met in college, Alice and Rose dragged me out with them all and got me drunk and dancing on tables, and we have stuck together like glue ever since.

Whereas Mike.. he's reserved, like me. His job is not exactly thrilling… I'm not entirely sure what he does but it's something to do with insurance. I think. But he's nice to me, and he'll never break my heart. He probably won't get close enough to be able to. He's safe.

I carried on down the street, on my way to pick up takeout for dinner. Mike was working late tonight so wouldn't be coming over later to judge me on my food choices. A whole evening to stuff myself with Chinese, guilt free.

Mr Chang gave me a big grin when he saw me.

"Miss Bella! I haven't seen you in at least 3 weeks! You don't like my noodles anymore? I fire the chef."

I laughed and shook my head at him affectionately. "You can't fire your wife Mr. Chang. Her noodles are the best."

His grin widened even further. "I get you the usual Miss Bella. Take a seat."

I thanked him and sat on one of the comfy old sofas, getting it all to myself as I was the only customer.

The bell chimed and I looked up to see an incredibly attractive man walk in. I looked down again quickly but couldn't stop my brain registering his height, his dark, messy hair and the sexy stubble that highlighted his cheekbones instead of hiding them. I squeezed my eyes shut tight, trying to slow my heartbeat down.

"Hi Mr. Chang." Holy fuck, his voice. Deep, smooth, velvety… it was a voice made for murmuring naughty things in my ears late at night. Wait, not my ears. A woman's ears. Probably his wife's ears. Shut up.

I was annoyed at myself. I didn't notice men, ever. I was content in my safe bubble, and Mike was there if I ever needed my needs taken care of. There was nothing special about this man to take me off his guard. Apart from his face. And body. And voice.

I was sitting, head in hands, eyes screwed shut and shaking my head at myself when he spoke to me.

"Um… are you alright?" said Sex Voice.

Please don't talk to the mad woman. Who does that?

I took a deep breath and tried to stop being a lunatic.I straightened up and smiled in the direction of the voice.

"Fine, thank you. Just…admiring the floor." What?!

"Really?" He sounded amused and somehow even sexier. "Your eyes are still closed."

My eyes flew open without my permission. Traitors.

"Hi." He smiled. His eyes are bright green and sparkling, and I wish I had eyelashes like that. Is he wearing mascara, or simply photoshopped?

"Is it ok if I sit?" He motioned towards the sofa and then sat down beside me before I could answer. Possibly because I was still staring at him dumbly.

"Mr Chang said you were a regular here too, but that can't be right." He said pleasantly.

My brain was starting to unfreeze, and thankfully my voice was clear and normal when I spoke.

"Oh I am. Chinese is my favourite."

He smiled at me. Is he looking at my lips? Am I drooling? I licked them quickly just in case. His eyes widened slightly and he looked away as he spoke.

"We must always miss each other then. I'm sure I would have noticed you."

I think I am hallucinating, but I play along.

"I definitely would have noticed you too." He turned to me and smiled a beautiful, crooked smile. "I mean…" I attempted to backtrack slightly. "I mean, most of the other regulars aren't as.." I gestured to his body vaguely.

His smile widened, revealing straight white teeth. I blushed bright red, eyes suddenly fixated on the forearm he had slung along the back of the sofa. It was tanned and muscled, with a light dusting of hair. My thighs clenched. Why are his forearms so hot? Oh god, he's leaning further towards me. I can practically smell him. I resisted the urge to sniff.

"Not as what? Forward as I am? I didn't really have a choice. I saw you when I walked in, and I felt drawn to you. You look so-"

"I have a boyfriend!" My mouth blurted. My loins glared at it, furious.

Sex Voice leaned back quickly, staring at me evenly.

"Miss Bella? Your order is ready to go." Mr Chang called over to me, seemingly oblivious to the tension zipping between his two regulars.

Somehow, I stumbled my way over to him and shoved him some money. "Have a nice day Miss Bella. Remember to read your fortune." Mr Chang twinkled at me.

I stuttered my thanks, taking a deep breath and walking back out past Adonis face. He was looking at me still… in a way that made me ache. Who is this guy? I had to get out from this delicious dream world in an alternate universe where muscly models came on to me in Chinese restaurants.

I nodded at him, attempting a smile, and carefully made my way out of the shop. I had to focus on each step, forcing my feet forwards instead of back.

I don't even feel hungry anymore. What the hell was that?

EPOV

What the hell was that?

My whole body was humming. I had to stop myself running after her. I had never had a reaction like this to a woman.

And she was taken.

Someone else got to touch that creamy skin, breathe in that delicious strawberry scent, and kiss those perfect pouty lips.

Someone else was responsible for that sweet smile that lit her whole face up.

I nearly growled. I wanted to kill him.

I shook myself as I went over to collect my food. I'd probably never see her again. It was ridiculous to feel like this about a woman I didn't even know. Maybe she was a horrible person in a beautiful angels body.

Mr Chang was smiling at me strangely. I love this dude. It's like he sees and knows everything going on inside people. I was once stood in line behind a small hispanic woman to collect my food. He had never seen her before, but he grabbed her hands and said "Leave him now. Before the baby is born." She had burst into tears and hugged him before leaving. She didn't even have a bump.

"Her name is Bella." He nodded at me. "And it fits her personality as well as her face."

You see what I mean?

"Bella." I repeated softly, testing the sound.

"She normally comes in on Fridays. But not every week." He winked at me.

I smiled at him in thanks as I paid for my food and left. I know where I'm hanging out next Friday. And the one after that. Every Friday until she realises I'm a better fit for her than whoever this shmuck boyfriend is.

BPOV

My fortune read: True love will find you sooner than you think.