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*Just re-uploaded this chapter. I had my best friend beta it for me so there are not as many mistakes and a few things are slightly reword.*

I couldn't pull my eyes away from this beautiful man. I didn't realize a full minute had passed, until he cleared his throat. I was so embarrassed that my whole body probably looked like it had a sunburn. I heard him chuckle and then he gave me a crooked smile that nearly made my heart jump out of my chest.

"Um...I-uh...Yeah. W-what kind of c-change did you need?" Oh shit. I'm making a fool out of myself. I can't believe that I was stuttering in front of this super hot guy. I bet he thought it was totally attractive. Mental head slaps. He chuckled again. Great. I'm a joke to him. I'm such an idiot. His velvet voice brought me out of my mental self-loathing.

"I need a ten, a five, and five ones if you have it." I just nodded and he handed me a twenty. My hand were slightly shaking. What is wrong with me? It's just a guy...A really hot guy. I shouldn't be acting like this. I reluctantly turn around to face my drawer and slowly counted out the change he wanted. Twice. Once I was sure that I had it right I turned back towards him and was struck by his beauty just as hard as I was the first time. It's just not fair for a guy to look this damn good. It should be against the law. He held out his perfect pale hand while I counted the money out to him, thankful that I didn't mess up. "Thank you." he said and slowly brushed his fingers against mine while he pulled his hand back to put the money in his pocket. It took everything I had not to moan. He then turned and walked away.

"Holy shit, Bella!" I turned and saw Jessica staring at me wide eyed. "I wish he came to my register. That guy was super-hot. You're still blushing." She giggled. I wasn't paying much attention to her words. Right now I was trying to focus on breathing and not passing out. I couldn't think of anything else. The next couple of hours passed by in a daze. It was like I turned into a robot and just did everything out of habit. I think Jessica talked to me a few times but I wasn't sure what it was about. Finally it was time for my break. I turned off my light, put up my closed sign, and signed off the computer.

Walking out to my truck I got an odd feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was like someone was watching me. I stopped and looked around for a moment but I didn't notice anything strange or out of place. I definitely didn't see anyone watching me. I continued towards my truck, wrenched the door open, and climbed in. I had fifteen minutes to relax before I had to head back and finish my shift. For some reason I can't shake that feeling that I'm being watched, though. Maybe I'm just being paranoid but I kinda want to go back inside. I sigh and lean forward to rest my head on the steering wheel. I have to get a grip. I stay like that for ten minutes before I decide to cut my break short. I get out of my truck, slamming the door harder than necessary. A chill ran up my spine and I do one more paranoid glance around me then practically ran back inside Walmart. I felt stupid but didn't care.

I walked over to one of my managers and waited patiently for her to get done talking to another cashier. I liked all my managers but miss Karen is my favorite. She reminded me of my mother. She is a kind, cheerful woman. Maybe in her late thirties, early forties, with shoulder length brown hair and laugh lines around her mouth. She looked after us and if we had a problem, she would try her best to help. Though nobody wants to get on her bad side. The cashier she was talking to thanked her then walked away. She turned her attention to me.

"Yes ma'am?" She smiled. Usually when she smiles it is contagious and everyone around her starts to smile, but this time I wasn't smiling back. She knew something was bothering me. She motioned me to follow her to a more private area in the back and told me to have a seat in one of the chairs. I sat down, then she claimed the chair next to me. "Now talk to me dear. What's the problem?" I swear she sounded just like my mom, which made me feel more relaxed. I sighed.

"I'm not sure. I just don't feel very well, but I don't want to go home. I need all the hours I can get." I explained. It was the truth because I really wasn't sure what my problem was. I wasn't sick or anything That feeling in my stomach just wouldn't go away. I needed some time to myself. "Is there anything I can do other than work on the register for the rest of the night? Maybe zone an area or collect re-shops?" I liked zoning and colleting re-shops. Both were prefect for me, with my OCD. All I have to do when I'm zoning is straighten up an area and make it look presentable. With re-shops, I just have to walk around the store with a shopping cart and get items out of place. You can find items in the most odd places when looking for re-shops. Once I found a DVD in the freezer.

"Of course sweetie. I'll let you zone the aisles where the registers are. I already have someone doing re-shops. Would that be ok?" I smile and nod my head. As long as I don't have to deal with much customer interaction for the rest of the night. I thank Miss Karen and decide to start on Jessica's aisle, so that I can let her know that I wouldn't be getting back on a register tonight. Jessica didn't have any customers when I walked over to her. I didn't want to look like I was just over there to talk, so I started to zone.

"Hey Jess." I greeted her while straightening up some gift cards. "Miss Karen is letting me zone," I told her before she asked. I explained to her that I just wasn't feeling well all of a sudden. It was easier than trying to explain something I didn't completely understand myself. She nodded. When I got done with the gift cards, Jessica had a customer come to her line with a cart that was overflowing with groceries. I waved at her and went to the aisle that I was on earlier. It was kind of messy, so I knew that I'd be there for a few minutes. Before I got started I saw Jacob heading my way.

"What are you doing, Bells?" Jacob asked as he approached me. I told him the same thing that I told Jessica. He nodded his head in understanding. "Well, I'm going on my break now. It hasn't been too busy down at the express lanes but it's been constant. Once I was done with a customer I had maybe a minute until another one showed up. It drove me crazy. I prefer when we're so busy that we can't think about time or when it's so slow that I can talk to people." I knew the feeling. Most of us were that way. "So, anything interesting happen to you so far tonight?" We always enjoy telling one another about the crazy things we have to deal with throughout the night. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Not really." I didn't want to explain my encounter with the gorgeous man. Jacob would definitely laugh at me if I told him all the details. I could lie and tell him that I played it smoothly, but I don't like lying. Mostly because I'm terrible at it. Even now Jacob didn't look convinced. "Okay. Yes, something interesting happened but I don't want to talk about it." I said in frustration. He crossed his arm and narrowed his eyes. It wasn't going to work. I sighed. Who am I kidding? When he did this, it meant he would find out one way or another. Usually I'd just give in, otherwise he'd blackmail me into telling him. To be honest, I don't want to know what kind of dirt he has on me. Jacob has a way of finding out the strangest things on a person without them knowing it. "Fine. I'll tell you when we get off. I need to get back to work."

"You better, or else." He said teasingly. I grimaced at the 'or else' part. I nodded my head, and then he left to finish his break. That man can be scary at times. Just as I was about to get back to work, I caught a glimpse of Jessica turning her light off and putting up her closed sign. She must be getting ready to go to break, too. I smiled at her and she walked over to me.

"Wow, Bella. You look whiter than normal. What did Jacob say to you?" She asked with a smile on her face. I told her about our short conversation and, of course, she laughed. "Well, good luck with that. I'll see you in a little while. I'm going to go to the break room to see Mike." She waved, then went to the break room in the back. Jessica and Mike, in my opinion, are an odd couple. They've been on and off for a year now. They break up and get back together so many times I lost count, since the time I've known them. Last month they were arguing and saying that they never wanted to see each other again. Jessica was a mess when they broke up that last time. Now they are almost inseparable. I hope they make it work this time.

I sigh. I decide to start zoning the candy and the gum first. Halfway into zoning the candy, I heard someone approach me. I kept my head down while working on the bottom rows, thinking that they were just looking for something specific that wasn't on one of the other aisles. When the person didn't move or say anything I glanced over to make sure my closed sign was there and my light was off. Both were confirmed. So why was the person still standing there?

"I know you're not open, but I was hoping you would make an exception for me." I froze. It was the same voice. I was sure of it. I turned my head and saw the beautiful man that asked for change earlier. My heart skipped a beat. He gave me a crooked smile and I almost died. He had to be an angel or something. I couldn't think of any other possible explanations as to why a human being to look like a god. Jacob doesn't even have this kind of effect on me. "Would it be okay if you checked me out?" I blushed. He had no idea. I could check him out for hours. Mental slap to the face. I need to behave myself. He meant for me to ring up his items so that he can leave. Right?

"Um. Sure. No problem." I could feel my blush spread from my face, all the way to my toes. I got up from the floor and walked around to the register. I didn't bother taking down my sign or turning my light on. As soon as he leaves I'll get back to zoning. He had two items. A pair of navy blue swimming trunks and a matching pair of flip-flops. Might as well try to start a conversation. "Are you going swimming tomorrow?" I ask calmly. Yes! I didn't stutter.

"No. I plan on heading to the beach tonight." I assumed confusion was written on my face because he gave a small laugh and explained. "I enjoy the night. It's less crowded." He looked down as if he was thinking of something then looked back up at me. His face was unreadable. My heart was flying in my chest, like a bird trying to break out of its cage. I started to ring up his items. "Although, having company isn't always a bad thing." I sucked in a sharp breath. What was he saying? That he wanted company?

"I...Um...I guess you're right. Company isn't bad." What the hell was wrong with me? Why couldn't I just ask if he would like company? Stupid, stupid, stupid me. Okay, I'm going to ask him that. I am going to ask this beautiful creature if he would like company at the beach. "Wou-...Um. Your total is $9.57." Idiot. Try again. "So...Is the water cold at this time of the night?" Huge mental head slap! I wish that I could just turn invisible right now and run away.

"If you want, you could join me and find out yourself." My eyes got wide. Did he just ask me out on a date? No. I have to think rationally. Maybe this is a joke. Get my hopes high, then shoot them down and crush them just to get a good laugh. But wait...If that was so, then why does it look like he's blushing. "If you're busy after work or you're seeing someone, I underst-"

"I get off at midnight." I almost yell, interrupting his sentence. I just keep making myself look more and more like an idiot tonight. Although, somehow I keep getting that crooked grin out of him, and each time I feel as if it'll knock me to my feet. If acting a fool gets that perfect little raise at the side of his mouth to appear, then make this man my king and call me a jester.

"Alright then, Bella. I guess I'll meet you out front when you get off." My mind went blank for a moment. When did I tell him my name? I replayed the night in my head but I don't remember telling him my name earlier or now. Did he overhear it from someone? Maybe he asked another cashier. That's possible, but why would he do that when he could have just asked me himself? What if he was a creepy stalker? He might know me from somewhere. My curiosity was killing me.

"How do you know my name?" I asked. He laughed but I didn't see what was so damn funny. "What? I just asked a simple question." He started to laugh a little harder. The sound was musical. I bet it's normally one of those contagious laughs, but I was too irritated to join in. He gripped at his side and pointed at me while the chuckles continued. I looked down to what he was pointing at, and there it was, plain as fucking day. My name in big, dark, bold letters on my name tag, clipped to the collar of my shirt. Wow. I was on a roll tonight. This time I actually did slap myself in the head. I deserved it. "Alright." I told him. "Jokes over." The laughing slowed as he tried to catch his breath.

"I'm sorry. I needed a good laugh." I glared at him. Maybe going to the beach with him was a joke. Maybe I shouldn't go. Yeah, right. Like I would miss a chance to see him shirtless. My glare softened slightly.

"I'm glad I amuse you." I say in a tight voice. He gave me one more quick crooked smile and my heart melted. He gave me the money to pay for his stuff. It took me longer than usual to get the change and receipt back to him. I didn't want to make a mistake and give him something else to laugh at me for.

"I'll see you soon." With that said, he turned and started to walk away when it finally hit me like a ton of bricks.

"Hey, wait." I called. He stopped and turned slightly with a raised eyebrow. "You never did tell me your name."

"Edward. Edward Cullen."

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