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"Here's to you, fill the glass 'cause the last few days have kicked my ass, so let's give 'em hell, wish everybody well, here's to us." – Halestorm – "Here's to Us"

Chapter Five

Edward's POV

January 2018

Week One Dates

"I can't believe Bella gets to explore Hollywood for the day and we get stuck going bowling. It's totally unfair."

I try to ignore Tanya's comment, but at this point it seems like she's doing it just to spite me. I don't think they realize that I have very little control over the dates. Nevertheless, she should still be grateful she's on the date, period. Jake said I had to leave two girls behind this week which I know has to really hurt them, but I had no choice. I have to go with my gut when picking girls for these dates and I just didn't get the right vibe off Carmen and Jane on opening night.

To get my mind off the drama that seems to only be in my head right now, I turn to some of the other girls. They arrived at the bowling alley not too long ago and are now getting their shoes and socks. The show rented the entire building out for the day so we and the camera crew won't have any problems with bystanders.

I smile when I see Kate walking my way. She takes that as encouragement and speeds up her steps. She throws her arm around me when she gets close enough, whispering in my ear, "You look good, Edward."

I grin at her. "You look beautiful today." I turn to the rest of the girls that have now gathered around me. "You all look beautiful today," I say as I take in their choice of dress. I know Jake told them to dress casually before they left the house this morning. So, I'm slightly surprised when I see some ladies chose to wear crop tops and skirts so short that I can see what little underwear they have on.

Internally, I'm making another notch on Senna's and Zafrina's name. Don't get me wrong, they look hot, but we're literally bowling. I want someone who knows how to dress for the occasion, not someone who wants to show off everything they have to anyone walking by.

"Alright, Ladies! Who's ready to bowl?" A round of mostly enthusiastic cheers fill the room. "So, to make today a little more interesting, we're going to divide you all up into teams. Whichever team wins the best two out of three games gets to have a cocktail party with me tonight." I smirk as I see everyone's faces grow wide in surprise. Cocktail party means free alcohol for them and more time to spend with me, trying to get to know one another. The free alcohol is used to get them to open up to me a little more, so it's a win-win for everyone.

"Pick your teams wisely ladies, because the games begin in five minutes." I laugh when I see their faces go from shock to competitive in a split second. They scurry among themselves, choosing their teams of six.

I'm utterly shocked by the chaos that ensues just moments later. "You're off our team, Jessica! Go to theirs!" I turn to see Lauren nearly screaming at her best friend to leave her team.

I see the shock written all over her face. I watch as I see the ladies' true colors come out.

"Why do I have to leave? I thought we were in this together, Lo?" Jessica's calm, yet hurt voice takes me back. I half expected a riot to break out, but Jessica held her composure.

"You know you suck at bowling, Jess, so why would you subject the rest of us to that when we know we could win without you?"

The look of betrayal on Jessica's face is evident. I'm about to step in to end this before the get worse, but Kate jumps in before I do. "Come here, Jessica. We'll win without them. No one needs to be treated like they're second best, especially not over a guy." Kate walks over to her and grabs her hand, takes her over to their side. She puts an arm around her and whispers something in her ear. Jessica nods her head and gives Kate a sad smile before turning their attention back to me.

The teams are Tanya, Kate, Irina, Jessica, Rosalie, and Angela against Victoria, Emily, Leah, Zafrina, Senna, Lauren, and Bree. They follow me to the lanes, Senna and Zafrina hanging all over me as we go.

Some really unattractive qualities of these women are starting to come out, but I keep my mind open. I know not every date is going to be like my first one-on-one with Bella.

I smile unconsciously. She's so amazing and she doesn't even know it. The way she talks about her dreams for her charity and how much she seems to care about everyone leaves me astonished. It's so rare to find someone as genuine as her these days. But I can't think of her right now. I have thirteen other women wanting my attention for the rest off the day and I need to give them my all. I'm trying to find my one true love in one of these women, so I can't get swept away in the first one that intrigues me.

We get to the lanes and the girls pick their balls. I'm glad to get a moment away from Senna and Zafrina so I can go say something to Kate. When I get to her, I take her hand in mine and say, "That was a really cool thing you did for Jessica back there. Seeing it makes me proud to have you here on this show with me."

She blushes and squeezes my hand. "I just did what anyone else would have done. No one should have to be treated like that, especially over a guy, no offense." She looks so scared that I might be offended by her words, but truthfully, I'm happy to hear her say it.

"None taken. I'm a big advocate in bros over hoes," the words are out of my mouth before I can even register them. Kate's head falls back in laughter. I really like her laugh. It's full of life and unrestrained. "You know what I mean," I laugh along with her.

"I do." A voice clearing behind us breaks up our conversation.

I ignore Lauren's annoyed posture while I say, "Ladies, let's do this thing!"

The girls line up in their teams and begin bowling. Kate is up first for her team and to my surprise, she bowls a strike the first round. When I whistle for her as she comes back, she winks at me.

Kate Brown. Definitely one I need to keep my eye on.

I clap and cheer for each team as they play their games. Kate and Rosalie are leading their team while Bree and Victoria are leading theirs. The first game is pretty close, but Kate's team wins by a mere five points.

While I cheer and high five them, I can hear the losing team loudly voice their feelings. Zafrina and Senna are screaming at each other in Spanish while Lauren is yelling at the rest of them to pick up the pace. Funny, I didn't see Lauren do very well this game.

I decide to let it go and get the next round going. Lauren's words must have lit a fire under her team's asses because they beat Kate's team by fifty points.

I hate to admit it, but I really don't want Lauren to win. I feel bad because that means I won't be able to get to know the rest of the girls on her team, but from the way she treated Jessica earlier, I don't think I want to get to know her any better.

The third game comes around and it's incredibly close the entire time. Rosalie would bowl a strike and then Bree would bowl a spare. Tanya would scratch and then Lauren would manage to hit a few pins. At this point, I'm just as anxious to see who wins as much as the rest of the ladies.

The last frame comes up and Irina gets seven out of ten pins down, effectively ending her team's game. They're only up by three points as Lauren comes up for the last turn for her team. She takes a deep breath and rolls the ball down the lane. If she knocks more than three down, her team wins, and they get to come to the cocktail party tonight.

I hold my breath as I watch the ball slowly drift to the gutter. I suppress the urge to celebrate with the winning team, knowing that it would be rude. I'm also aware of the fact that I just lost my chance of the week to speak to Victoria, Emily, Leah and Bree.

I congratulate the winning team and give my condolences to the losing team. I hug each one of them as I walk them out the door.

I'm smiling from ear to ear until I hear a high-pitched voice complaining. "Jess! Are you really going to go with him?" Lauren asks, incredulously.

"Uh, yeah, Lo, I am. My team won," Jessica says like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"So, does that mean I get to come too? I mean, you said it yourself! We're in this together!" Lauren is practically whining at this point. It's pathetic. Her team lost and she doesn't get to come to the cocktail party tonight, big deal.

Rosalie steps in between Jessica and Lauren. "You're not helping yourself here, Lauren. You need to just leave with the rest of your team."

Lauren huffs and tries to push Rosalie out of her way. "Was I talking to you?"

Rosalie grabs Lauren's hand off of her. "Listen here, I'm trying really hard not to be a bitch in front of Edward right now, but I'm over it. You didn't want her on your team before you lost, so you don't get to be with her as a winner. Leave now or shall I remind you of what happened last time someone didn't listen to me when I asked them to do something?" Lauren's eyes shoot up and she all but runs to the door. "Don't let your pride hit you on your way out!"

I'm insanely curious now. What could Rosalie have done to make Lauren back off so quickly? I'm going to have to ask her about that, but for now, I walk over to the group of girls who just won. "I'll give you all some time to freshen up. I'm going to head to the bar, and I will see you all in about an hour."

I change clothes from jeans and a green t-shirt to a pair of black slacks and a white button up with a tie to top it off. The ladies should be here, at the bar that we've rented out for the night, any minute now. My heart thumps in anticipation at getting to learn more about these six ladies and hopefully having some more sparks fly throughout the night.

I hear the limo pull up inside and I see my ladies come towards me, all dressed in beautiful cocktail dresses. "You all look stunning. Thank you for coming tonight," I say to all of them as they entire the main room in the var.

Rosalie takes my hand and pulls me to her. "Enough with the small talk, huh? Let's go somewhere private, Edward."

"Getting right down to it I see," I smirk at her and she giggles, but continues to lead me away from the rest of the ladies and to the back room.

"You look striking, Rosalie. Red is definitely your color," I say with a smirk on my face.

She returns my smirk just as devilishly. "I know it is. I'm glad you noticed."

I gesture to the couch in front of us and we both sit down. "Okay, Rosalie so tell me about yourself." This sounds terrible to say, but I honestly don't remember much about each of the girls other than Bella. Opening night was such a whirlwind that I was having trouble remembering more than just key things about them.

"Well, I'm thirty-two…" She says warily, like I'm about to send her packing because she's a few years older than me.

"I'm twenty-nine…" I say in the same tone as she did, smiling as I do.

She laughs and lightly shoves my chest back. I catch her hand and squeeze it, reassuring her. "I'm a mechanic and I live in Rochester, New York like I have all my life. I've been on my own since I was eighteen, so I never got the chance to go to college. College was never a big deal to me to begin with though. Growing up in New York, you see just about every kind of car there is, and I fell in love with them from an early age so it was a no-brainer for me to become a mechanic."

"Wow, I never thought a woman who looks like you would willing want to work with cars for a living." I was only thinking out loud, but Rosalie's expression made me realize I said the wrong thing.

She yanks her hand away from mine and puts her arms across her chest in defense. "What? Because I'm pretty I can't work with my hands? If I wasn't pretty, it would be okay because I'm not important or noticeable then?" I immediately taken back by her tone.

Shit, I really offended her. I have to find a way to stop putting my foot in my mouth. "Rosalie, I –"

"I'm kidding, Edward. I've heard people talk like that about me for almost fifteen years. I'm used to it and I don't take offense to it." I let out a breath I'd been holding.

"I'm so sorry for how that came out, Rosalie. I didn't mean to offend you. I only meant –"

"I know what you meant, Edward." She cuts me off. "It's not everyday that you see somebody who looks like me who has a job like that. It's different and honestly, it makes me who I am. My looks don't define me. Now, if you go out there and ask them what kind of character and work ethic they have, that's when the stereotypes fit."

Her words catch me off guard. So far, I haven't noticed anyone being a stereotype, but then again, I'm not around these women almost 24/7 like she is. Suddenly nervous about my ability to choose someone who shows me who she really is inside and out, I ask, "Anyone I should be concerned about?"

The smirk that appears on her face is so mischievous, I nearly laugh. "I'm not a snitch, Cullen, so you're going to have to figure out who's a bitch behind the scenes for yourself." She pauses for a moment, like she's debating on something. After a few moments, she speaks up again, "I think you already have an idea of who's genuine…" My mind immediately goes to Bella.

Damn. No matter what girl I'm with, my mind always floats back to her in some way. Part of me is scared about that. What if I miss out on my true love because I'm too busy thinking about the woman who caught my attention first? On the other hand, it enthuses me that I'm already so excited about a woman with only a week in.

"Excuse me, Edward. Can I steal you?" Jessica asks.

I give Rosalie an apologetic look. She smiles and waves goodbye as Jessica takes her seat.

"Hey, Jessica, how are you?"

She shrugs her head. "I don't know…"

I lightly place my hand on her knee, right where her dress ends, to show my support.

"Do you want to talk about today?" I ask gently, not wanting to prod, but I also want to make sure she's okay.

Jessica takes a long time to respond, but when she does, her voice is quiet and meek, "I guess I should be used to her doing this to me by now… When Lo doesn't get her way, she lashes out on me. When we were kids, she would scratch me and pull out my hair whenever I got a newer Barbie or a better grade on a test than she did. She would get so angry, but she would always calm down and apologize in the end. In high school, she was my only friend and she made sure everyone knew it. She was popular and I was the loyal puppy dog who did whatever she told me to.

"When we went to college, she was the one who encouraged me to go out of state to the college that I've wanted to go to since I was in middle school. I didn't know it back then, but the only way her parents would let her go to an out of state college was if I was going with her.

During college if we went out to parties on the weekend, I was the one who always had to drag her drunk ass home at three o'clock in the morning. Then she would turn around the next day and make me breakfast for getting out of control the night before."

I just stare at her in shock. In my years of being a family doctor, I've seen my share of cases of abusive and manipulative relationships, but I've never seen one go on this long. The worst part is, Jessica seems to know that this isn't right. "Jessica, if she did all those wicked things to you, why did you stay friends with her for so long?"

I can see the tears forming in her eyes. "You don't get it, Edward. She has this way of making you feel like you're important, that you're a part of something. She's the only person who has stuck beside me my entire life! My own parents didn't want to have anything to do with me once I graduated high school. I don't think I've even seen them in a year. Lauren is my family. I can't just leave her even if I don't like how she treats me sometimes." Tears are flowing freely now.

I reach to cup her cheek with my hand, slowly wiping the tears away. "You deserve so much better than how she treated you today and it sounds like you know that too." I'm trying really hard to be a boyfriend right now and not the doctor I trained to be for twelve years.

She sniffs and leans into my hand. "Easier said than done, Edward."

"You're strong, Jessica. I know you are. You don't need Lauren to feel important. Find a way to do that for yourself. Be your own family or let some of the girls here become your family for the time being. I know of a few who would do that for you…" Rosalie definitely would take her under her wing. She kind of reminds me of Emmett like that – protective over those who need it and doesn't take anyone's shit. It's definitely a good quality to have and one that I adore.

"Eddie! It's your turn to talk to me now!" Jessica and I both cringe when we hear Tanya's squeaky voice come in to the room.

Jessica looks to me and I lean in and kiss her on the cheek. While I'm that close to her, I whisper in her ear, "Go talk to Rosalie. She'll be your family." I hope my words are true. I know if Emmett were in this situation, he'd do exactly what I'm hoping Rosalie will do.

Jessica smiles cautiously and nods her head. She's barely out of her seat on the couch before Tanya fills it, sitting so close to me that I can smell the alcohol on her breath.

"Uh, hi, Tanya," I mumble out, not knowing what else to say just yet.

"I know, I know, I make you speechless, you don't have to tell me." Her hand reaches behind my head and pulls herself on top of me so now she's sitting in my lap.

"Tanya, I don't think this is appropriate for the cameras."

"Just ignore them baby. I've been waiting for you to do this all week, but it looks like I'm going to have to be the dominant one in this relationship." Her mouth crashes against mine before I have a chance to respond.

Instinctively, my hands fly to her hips as our mouths fight for dominance. Her mouth tastes like a Shirley Temple and I'm loving it.

She grips my head even harder with one hand before moving the other down my chest. She toys with the buttons to my shirt, but never unbuttons them. When her hand gets to my naval, she pauses. "We're going to make such beautiful babies one day, Edward."

I don't get a chance to respond because her tongue is in my mouth again.

Fuck, this girl knows how to kiss. The way her tongue moves against mine has me hypnotized and moving my hips against hers.

I get a few seconds of friction before Ben, one of the camera men says, "Edward, that's enough." I don't know how, but I manage to pull away from Tanya and lightly slide her off my lap.

She whines in protest but stops when I kiss her lightly on her lips again. I'm about to deepen the kiss when I hear the door open.

"Alright, Tanya, it's time to share Edward with the rest of us." Kate says in a slightly mocking, slightly authoritative tone.

"Oh, fine. You can have him for the time being." She winks at me as she stands up

Kate walks over to me as Tanya walks out of the room. "You have impeccable timing." I don't know how long I could've gone with her sitting beside me, pure temptation waiting on me to do things I've never done to anyone before.

She smirks at me. "I thought I might be saving you. She comes on a little strong, doesn't she?" I don't know if I wanted saving, but I definitely need to get my head straight for the rest of the night.

"That might be an understatement," I comment, remembering how close her hand was to my crotch only moments ago.

"She can be a bit much, but she's harmless, at least to you for the time being."

I cock my head at her, waiting for her to explain. What does she mean Tanya is harmless to me? Has she harmed someone else? What does she mean for the time being? Is there something I should know about her intentions for being here?

I don't get any answers from Kate, instead she redirects the conversation back to me. "How do you think today went?"

I think about to everything that has happened today. Senna and Zafrina acting widely inappropriate at the bowling alley. Lauren yelling at Jessica. My conversations with Rosalie and Jessica and now with my fuck-hot make-out session with Tanya… it's been quite a day. "It's definitely one for the books, I'll say. But you know what my favorite part of today was?"

Her eyes perk up, "Of course."

"You standing up for Jessica like you did. It was so thoughtful and amazing to witness. I don't think you realize how big of an impact you made on not only myself, but on Jessica too."

Her eyes go wide, and she blushes. "I guess you could say I have some experiences with bullies."

"Oh?" I ask, wondering whether she'll explain or not.

Kate takes a deep breath and continues, "I was a fat kid up until college. I hated working out and I loved food, so I looked… well, not like this." She gestures to her slim body. "I got teased constantly. I was the butt of every joke and a punching bad for this girl named Stephanie." She pauses for a moment and I give her an encouraging nod.

"My junior year of high school, Stephanie and I liked the same guy. I was too shy back then to do anything about it, but that didn't stop me from staring at him from across the lunchroom. One day, Stephanie saw me staring and confronted me about it. She shoved me up against the lockers and asked what a guy as hot as him would want with a girl who looked like me… It broke my heart and then she broke my nose by punching me in the face. Ever since then I've become very observant of how women treat other women about men."

"I'm so sorry, Kate. I can't imagine how that must have been for you, but I can see how much you've grown as a person since then and it's incredible to see."

She gives me a sad smile before going again. "I wish I had had someone to stand up for me when I was a kid. It would've made a lot of things so much easier."

I notice her unconsciously beginning to rub the insides of her forearms. I look down and see faint slash marks going horizontally across her skin.

She used to cut herself.

I tentatively reach out and grab her hand. "May I?"

She nods her head and I lift her arm up to my lips and kiss every scar that I see. When I'm done, I see something indecipherable in her eyes and I can't stop myself before I'm kissing her. This kiss is nothing like the kiss I had just shared with Tanya. No, this one is meaningful and comforting. My tongue never reaches out to touch hers, only lips on lips.

When we pull apart, I take her hand in mine. "You are so brave and what you did for Jessica today was inspiring." I reach around to the table behind me and grab the rose that's been sitting there the entire time. I knew from the moment she stood up for Jessica that Kate was going to get the rose tonight. She deserves it. She stood for what she thought was right and didn't back down. I love that quality in a woman, and I loved seeing it in Kate today.

"Kate, will you accept this rose?"

She beams at me and nods her head. "Of course, Edward."

"I just want to thank you for opening up to me about your past tonight. I know that couldn't have been easy and I want you to know how much I appreciate it. I feel like when you open up to someone about something so hurtful in your past, it brings you together, closer than before and that's exactly what I wanted to happen tonight."

I broke down walls with Jessica and even Rosalie just a little bit too and the thought that I'm getting one step closer makes my heart swell.

"Mind if I cut in, Kate?" I look to see Angela cautiously standing in the door way.

Kate kisses me on the cheek once more and heads out. "He's all yours, Ang."

Angela walks over to me and sits a good distance away from me. Her actions are unsure and hesitant.

She's uncomfortable and I need to fix that. I scoot closer to her and keep eye contact with her so I can see if there's any distress in them. She breaks eye contact to push her glasses up her nose. She blushes when I reach to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "Thank you," she whispers.

"So, what do you do, Angela?" I start off, trying to find out more about her. I must have asked the million-dollar question, because her face glows up, her smile lighting up the entire room.

"Oh, I'm a third-grade teacher!"

"Really? You must have a lot of patience to be able to deal with those hooligans." She smiles shyly at me.

"They're not that bad." I raise my eyebrow at her, unconvinced. "Okay, they're that bad!" She bursts into giggles and her laugh is contagious. "But no, I really do love my job. Kids at that age are so malleable so I want to make sure that they have the right people influencing them. I hate to see so many kids falling into the wrong crowds in middle and high school. I want to try to make them see the benefit of living a life clear of drugs and alcohol, even when they're eight years old."

I smile proudly at her. "You can never start too young, can you?"

"Nope. I bet you see a lot of that with your job."

"More than I'd like to, yes. It's so disheartening to see families ripped apart over something that can be completely preventable. It breaks my heart."

"Mine too."

"So, what made you –" We're interrupted by a clanging at the door. I look up to see Irina with her heels in one hand a champagne glass in another. She walks over towards us and nearly spills her drink on Angela before I deftly take it out of her hands.

"Edward, would you…" Irina falls on top of me, passing out from the amount of liquor in her system. I can just smell the alcohol coming from her. I guess someone took the free bar a little too far tonight. I smile apologetically at Angela, but she just waves me off.

"I think she might be done for the night," Angela giggles.

"I think you're right. Help me lower her to this couch so I can say goodbye to the rest of the girls." Angela and I lightly move Irina to where she's completely off me and on the couch, snoozing away.

I grab Angela's hand and lead her back to where the rest of the girl's are waiting. "Thank you all for today. It has been very eventful and enlightening, not to mention fun. It's been a pleasure getting to know each of you just a little bit better and I look forward to seeing more of you." I go around the room hugging everyone and kissing Kate, Rosalie, and Tanya on the cheek.

I smile and wave as I get in the limo to take me back home. The smile that takes over my face has me in a joyful mood knowing that I'm one step closer to finding love with one of these women. I have a few particular women in mind after such an eventful night like tonight.

After tonight, I have a pretty good idea of who I think I have a potential with. I also have a better understanding of who I don't want to share the rest of my life with. Senna, Zafrina, and Lauren are at the top of my list to go home. Carmen and Jane are at the back of my mind too, but they haven't done anything to harass me or another woman here, so that leaves them safe for the next week.

I know I have a few days to think all of this out, but my mind is pretty much set. I don't get to see any of the girls again until the rose ceremony, so I have nothing left to change my decision. Now, I just have to decide who I want to leave more since I can only let two leave this week.

When Jake comes to get me the night of the rose ceremony, I don't hesitate to tell him my plans for the night. "I don't need a moment to think Jake, I've been thinking about this the past three days. I want Lauren and Zafrina gone."

Jake shakes his head in apology. "I can't let you kick Lauren off the show, man. The producers told me they like the idea of Jessica and Lauren fighting. They think it'll get us more views. She has to stay at least for a few more weeks."

I groan in frustration. The group date with Lauren really put her on my bad side. I take a deep breath and try to look at the bright side of the situation: at least now I won't have to wait another week to get rid of Senna.

"Fine Jake. Lauren stays, but as soon as the producers say she can leave, I want her gone."

"I'll let you know the moment I do. As for now, you have a room full of ladies that are waiting on you."

I follow Jake down into the ceremony area. "Hi ladies."

A chorus of "Hello Edward's," fill the room.

"I'm just going to jump right into things ladies. If you don't get a rose, then I wish you well with the rest of your journey." I smile when I see Bella and Kate standing next to each other off to the side a little bit, both with their roses already in their hands.

I give my attention back to the anxious women in front of me.

"Leah, will you accept this rose?"

"Yes, I will."

Carmen and Jane both accept their roses with mildly confused, yet with grateful a grateful "Yes."

"Bree, will you accept this rose?"

"Yes."

"Jessica, will you accept this rose?"

She smiles with a newfound confidence as she says, "Yes."

"Irina, will you accept this rose?"

"Yes."

"Tanya, will you accept this rose?"

"Duh, Eddie!" I try not to wince at her calling me Eddie. I can barely handle Emmett calling me that, let alone a girl I'm dating.

"Angela, will you accept this rose?"

"Yes, of course."

"Jane, will you accept this rose?"

"Yes, I will."

"Victoria, will you accept this rose?"

"Yes, baby, you know I will." I try not to cringe at her new nickname for me.

"Rosalie, will you accept this rose?"

"Of course, Edward." I smile as I watch her ass move back to the rest of the girls. She smirks when she catches me staring at her. I wink at her in return.

"Emily, will you accept this rose?"

I take a deep breath before announcing who gets the final rose. I can see the terror in Lauren's eyes and if it weren't for the producers, she'd be going home right now.

I sigh as I finally say, "Lauren, will you accept this rose?"

She nearly trips running up to me. "Yes, Edward. I thought you'd never ask." Well, technically I never wanted to ask again.

I turn back to see Zafrina and Senna both with dramatic tears falling down their faces.

They say their goodbyes to the girls, although I'm not sure anyone is sad to see them leave. They come say goodbye to me and I give them the obligatory hug goodbye, but I keep my eyes focused on the women before me.

When they're gone, I make another toast with the girls, "Here's to us, ladies and to another week of finding love!"

A/N: Thoughts on how you thought Edward's date went? Of the other girls? See you in a week!