A/N: Could I please have lots more reviews? I swear it will make me update faster. Also, thanks to all the people who followed/favorite this story. As promised, here's a chapter from Edward's POV.


Chapter 3

Edward P.O.V

"Masen, come help me stretch?" Bella asked, winking at me. I grinned and walked forward, pulling her arms behind her back and making her moan. I could think of another thing I would like to be stretching right now. Over the past couple of days, Bella and I had flirted helplessly with each other and every sneaky wink or brush against my shoulder from her left me hot and bothered.

"You should try stretching forward," I suggested, making her laugh. She bent forward and touched her fingers to her toes, giving me a perfect view of her ass. Fuck, how could she be that perfect? I looked up and made sure that nobody had caught me staring at her. "Swan, you nervous for later?" I asked, throwing a football at her. It would be the big press conference where we would announce she was now part of our team.

"Kind of," she shrugged, throwing the ball back to me. She bit her thick, bottom lip and looked down, making me smile at how sexy she was being without trying.

"Why?" I wondered.

"What if everyone goes crazy? They could think that coach is being insane by agreeing for me to be signed. They could also realize that I'm not really that big or strong, how am I going to survive with the big guys? Sometimes I think I'm way over my head by just being here. I mean, it is my dream team and I grew up here, picturing myself playing on this field, but it doesn't feel right," she explained, motioning to the stadium.

"Yeah, but you're fast. You're not giving up yet are you?" I scoffed, making her scowl at me.

"I never said that. Perhaps you could give me some tips on how to get so big like you?" She suggested, flirting again.

"Why don't I just train you?" I laughed. "Though, only if you agree to helping me gain stamina like you."

"You've got yourself a deal, Masen!" She cheered, holding out her hand. I shook it quickly and turned around as the rest of the guys approached us. We started off training with some simple laps around the field, before we worked on offense. The defence line got into position and blocked us a few times, though eventually Bella ran past them and scored a touchdown.

After another couple of hours of training, we all headed back to the showers. I washed quickly, wrapping a white towel around my waist and walking back into the changing rooms. Bella wasn't there like she usually was, but once I heard the sound of the shower come from her private room, I realized she was in there. I got changed into a shirt and tie, along with some dress pants since we were being made to dress up for this press conference.

Once everyone was dressed and ready, we headed into a room to speak to coach and John. Bella was wearing some short shorts, showing off her long, pale legs that literally made me hard as I imagined running my hands up them. John explained that I would be going up with Jacob and Bella in the press conference, while everyone else was in other groups. Fucking great.

"Can we go get lunch? I'm hungry," Emmett complained as we left the meeting. Everyone agreed and we headed upstairs to the ground floor of the stadium, where there was various places to get something to eat. Instead of going for something complex, we all went for a McDonald's. I was sure we were going to get shit off coach for it, but fuck it. I spoke to Bella as we waited in line.

"What are you getting? A salad," I joked, making her glare at me.

"Actually, I'm getting a big mac."

"Where do you put it all?" I asked in shock, realizing she was getting the same as me.

"My boobs," she said simply, making me laugh. My eyes went down to her chest, where I noticed the black bra she was wearing under her white t-shirt. Well, she was right about putting it all on her boobs. I quickly looked away as my pants began to feel tighter, making me shift uncomfortably. Fuck, I really had to jack off. Like all other nights this week, my inspiration would be Bella.

I was eating my burger when my blackberry rang; it was my agent.

"Edward," Riley said, sounding distracted. He could sometimes be an ass and we didn't really speak often, but he was one heck of an agent. We worked on the basis of trusting each other; as long as he worked out all the technical stuff, I would keep myself busy with the physical work. "Can I trust you to be prepared for this press conference today?" He asked.

"Yes, when am I not?" I replied.

"Never. It's just with Swan joining your team, you're going to be getting a lot of publicity from now on. You might want to watch what you're saying and doing," he suggested, making me glance over at Bella, who was joking around with Emmett and Jacob.

"Uh, yeah. I will," I promised.

"Good. I'll contact you soon. The team wants to start shooting some things for this season so we'll have to discuss that."

"Okay," I nodded, looking over to see that everyone was beginning to leave McDonald's and go to the press conference, which was starting very soon. "Uh, Riley I better go. I'll see you later," I said, hanging up and running to catch up with everyone else. We were led to one of the many rooms in the stadium, where we were mic'd and briefed on what we could say.

Bella, Jacob and I had to wait the longest to go into the room since we were scheduled last. After around an hour Jasper, Emmett and Seth returned, explaining that it was our turn to go to the conference room. I wished Bella good luck since all the attention was going to be on her and took a deep breath, opening the doors to the large room already filled with many people.

There was cameras set up everywhere in the room, while the journalists were all waiting eagerly behind the mics to ask their questions. John and coach were seated at the front of the room, watching us. I sat in between coach and Bella, while John and Jacob were at the ends of the table. We were each given a bottle of water as we waited for everything to be ready and then it was time; the cameras began to roll.

"Uh...I guess I should ask what we're all wondering. Who's the lady?" A male reporter asked, causing everyone in the room to break out into conversation.

"I'm Bella Swan."

"She's our new quarterback," Jacob blurted out, making the room burst into chaos. Bella and I turned to glare at him, while he offered a shrug in return. "What? They were going to have to find out anyway," he defended, taking a sip of his water. Reporters pushed past each other to try to get to the front of the room, while they shouted out their questions.

"Please, calm down!" John called, standing up. "We will answer all of your questions."

"Are you Bella Swan of the Phoenix Phantomz?" Someone shouted out.

"Well, not anymore!" Bella answered, "but I was."

"You were named one of the best female football players in the world. Do you think you can change that to consider you one of the best no matter your gender?" Another journalist wondered.

"Yes," Bella answered, grinning. "I'll prove that to you."

"What do you say to the people who believe this is just a publicity stunt?"

"Listen," coach cut in. "We signed Bella because she's a great quarterback, probably one of the best we've ever seen. I assure you that if she was male, she would still be sitting here now. Our team has never been about the publicity and money. We're about the game. We've always been about the game. We signed Bella because she can better this team in so many ways."

"I agree," I interrupted, making everyone laugh. Bella was too busy blushing from coach's words.

"Edward, how are you doing with a girl on the team?"

"Great," I answered. "Aside from having to deal with the constant Rihanna music she plays," I joked, making her scowl at me.

After another twenty minutes, the press conference was finally over and we were free to go. We posed for some pictures, holding up our jerseys and footballs, and then were led out of the room. We all went to grab our bags and then walked out of the stadium together, reaching our cars. "Well, see you tomorrow!" I called, getting into my car and driving away.

It was later than I had expected when I got home. I had been stuck at the field all day making me so tired that after showering and having my dinner, I went straight to sleep. I stripped out of my clothes until I was left in my boxers and then collapsed onto my bed, closing my eyes over. I fell asleep thinking of the surprising beauty that was Bella-fucking-Swan. What was happening to me?