Disclaimer- Stephanie Meyer is a great author and I love her writing so much. Twilight belongs to her. But I decided to play around with the characters

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Bella's POV

I sat down in my favorite bakery, Batter. I always loved coming here. The smells of cookies, cakes, and other goodies baking made me happy. It was one of the simple pleasures in my chaotic life as a college student.

I was always glad to pick up a birthday cake or stop in before class. The bakery was only a block or so away from my apartment. Alice and Rosalie also joined me sometimes. We had many chats and more recently boyfriend chats for Alice and Rosalie. Alice found Jasper, a calm blonde who loved to have fun. And Rose had found Emmett, a curly haired, muscular man that was her other half and they fit perfectly together.

I didn't mind being the fifth wheel sometimes. They always made time for us to spend as girls, but I knew they were both in heaven with their men. I did wish I could find someone but it was hard when you were plain and read so many books it would make your head spin.

I sat back with my white chocolate chip macadamia nut cookie and my coffee. I took a bite, but the cookie tasted different, better than I remembered.

My phone rang, bringing me out of my cookie induced euphoria.

"Hello Alice," I said.

"Hey Bella, I know you're already eating your goodie, which ever one you picked this time, but I found something out that you might want to know." She said using the tone of voice that would always peak my curiosity. It is one of her many talents besides being a great fashion adviser and friend.

"Spill Alice," I said my curiosity getting the best of me, even though I could control the tone of my voice so that I wouldn't disturb the other costumers in the bakery.

"Batter just got a new owner/head chef!" Alice said with such enthusiasm. I was astounded. This solved the mystery of the cookie tasting better than usual. It had the usual taste with a little something extra.

"Who?!" I almost shouted before controlling my voice. I was completely drowned in my curiosity to find this master baker and get all of his secrets.

Then I noticed something else, a waiting email message from my boss, James. I needed a new job. James was starting to get very possessive of me. He called and did everything he could to get me to go out with him. I was his secretary for his law firm and knew that he really liked me. That grossed me out. And scared me, but I would never tell anyone. Lets just say James had connections.

"Apparently some 23 year-old named Edward Cullen. It says in the paper he inherited after his mom passed away a week ago. And he has made big changes in the business aspect of it and refused to commercialize the bakery" She continued, even though I was already thinking of this mysterious Edward Cullen.

His name sounded charming and sweet. He also seemed like a total genius for his culinary perspective and business.

After we hung up, I decided to go and start some of my homework. I was and English major with a Business minor at Washington University. I started to get up and walked to the counter and got a peek at the chef through the doorway.

His bronze hair had flour in it and his skin was only a little tanner than the flour itself. I was stunned at how amazing he looked. He's arms were strong looking and his lips were in a small pout before I realized he looked my way. His lips went from the cute little pout to an "o". I blushed and ran out quickly.

That MUST have been Edward Cullen. He was better looking than I thought.

When I got to my apartment, Alice was gone but left a note on the kitchen counter.

With Jasper, don't wait up.

Plus I got a surprise for you!

Xoxox-Alice

It didn't surprise me that she was out with Jasper. She usually was with him when I went out and didn't tell her when I would be back.

The surprise was not really going to be a surprise because she already told me this weekend we were going to spend time together at my least favorite place in the world, the mall.

I had some peace and quiet so I decided to work on my homework.

At about seven-thirty, Alice came through the door yelling at me.

"BELLA!!!!!! WHY DIDN'T YOU ANSWER YOUR PHONE!!!!!!!!!!" She yelled with a pained look on her poor little pixie face.

"What do you mean? My phone didn't ring once." I responded wondering why she would be mad when my phone didn't ring.

"BELLA! I CALLED LIKE SEVEN TIMES!" She almost screamed and started taking deep breaths.

"What do you mean, my phone is right in my purse where I left it and it didn't ring once!" I said now getting a little annoyed.

I started searching for my phone, and Alice called it twice. It was gone.

"I must have left it in the bakery!" I shouted putting on my shoes running with my keys and wallet out the door. I was praying that I could get it back tonight so I could use it again.

Alice told me to run as fast as I could and hurry up before everyone left.

I ran the hardest since I can remember. I made it to the bakery to see the chef, Edward Cullen, cleaning the table. But the door was locked.

I knocked on the glass with a mission. He looked up and froze. His mouth recreated the "o" they were in earlier this afternoon before he walked over to the door.

"Sorry we're closed, Miss." He said in a voice like velvet. I got lost in his emerald green eyes easily before realizing what I came here for.

"Actually, I left my phone here and I really need it," I was a little bit flustered from a) running a block in about a minute and b) him. I surprised myself by getting the sentence out clear enough for him to understand me.

"Yeah, sure. Why don't you come in and I'll get you a glass of water too. You look exhausted." He said caringly.

"I'm Bella Swan by the way," I said before walking through the door.

"Edward Cullen owner and head chef of this fine establishment." Edward said chuckling musically at the last part bringing me a glass of water.

My throat was burning but the water slid down slickly, replacing the burn with a cool feeling. I walked over to the chair I had been sitting at earlier to find my cell phone hidden by one of the pillows.

"Thanks so much for letting me come and get my phone. My boss would make me beg to get it back" I said quite coolly even though Edward was making me feel tingly all over.

"That's not right. If I was your boss, I would treat a beautiful lady like yourself with more respect and dignity." He replied seriously.

I felt a blush come over me. I couldn't help it. Adonis himself had called me beautiful.

"Thanks. I am always looking for a new job," I said the last part jokingly.

"I do need someone who can come up with flyers for Batter. If you are interested of course." Edward said still completely serious.

"I wouldn't mind at all. I would love to!" I wasn't lying. I really wouldn't mind. Even if it did pay less, I would be farther away from James.

"And, if I may be so bold, can I ask you something?" Edward started to blush a little across his cheeks, making him seem even more attractive, if even possible.

"Yes," I replied, knowing full well that I would never be able to deny him anything. Just looking at him I thought of things that shouldn't come to mind when you first meet someone, but I did. And they were quite steamy.

"Can I get your number?" He asked, still blushing. I was awed that this man would want someone as plain as me to go on a date with. I was almost too stunned to respond. Almost.

"Umm…. Yeah, here." I took a napkin and pen and started writing my cell number down. Excited to be asked by such a great guy, different from all the others I had met. I had a feeling he would be different than anyone else.

As I passed him the napkin, our hands brushed. I felt a jolt of electricity that from the look in Edwards deep emerald eyes he had felt too.

A new chance at love, with a sexy business owner/baker, I felt like I was floating on cloud nine. I could wait. I walked back to the apartment with a goofy grin on my face. Knowing full well I would be interrogated by inspector Alice, but I didn't care. I was in heaven.

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