First things first……

Disclaimer: I still don't own it, if I did I wouldn't be writing FanFiction….we'll actually I probably would but you get the idea right. This is just for fun!

Howdy readers! I guess I'm spoiling ya'll by getting Chapter 2 out so quickly! Sorry if Chapter 1 was a bit slow but I had to get everything set up. I hope this chapter makes up for that. As promised, Bella makes her grand entrance here. I had thought about writing a bit in BPOV but Edward seems to want to tell this story, so we'll see if something happens with BPOV in the future. Also, I'm changing the rating to M because of a possible future lemon but mostly for language purposes. Thanks for the Story Alert/Story Favorite adds, they mean as much to me as reviews and thanks to Charley for my one lonely review….. Alright….enjoy!

Read on!

EPOV

We got an early start the next morning. Alice, Rosalie and I were excited to get things rolling. We arrived at the bookstore and started hauling equipment inside. Rosalie and the crew started pulling books from the shelves to bring into the shot.

"Are you sure you should be doing that Rose?"

"Of course, it's important for the shot. Here Tanya, sit on this granite top, cross your legs and hold this book on your lap."

Tanya did as instructed until Rose handed her the book which looked like it was at least thirty years old.

"Ugh, how old is this thing? I do not want to smell like that. Whose stupid idea was this bookstore shoot anyway? What was wrong with the shots we already did in the studio?"

Tanya kept complaining but was cut off by a horrified shriek.

"Oh God! What are you doing? Who are you people?"

I was mesmerized as this beautiful brunette, with her skin flushed red from anger, emerged from the back and started gathering up some of the books that had been scattered around.

"Wait a minute little girl." Rose stopped the woman and turned her around to face her.

"You are ruining our shoot."

"You are ruining this bookstore. Do you even have permission to be here doing this?

Rose rolled her eyes and looked at the woman in front of her as if she was a complete idiot.

"Of course we do. Right Alice?"

Alice bit her lip and shifted her eyes to the side. I knew exactly what that look meant.

"Alice?" Rose asked, giving her a pleading look.

Alice smiled sheepishly.

"Oops."

"'Oops' Alice? What do you mean 'Oops?'?"

"Sorry, in all the chaos and excitement I forgot to get permission."

Rosalie narrowed her eyes at Alice and then stomped away furiously as Alice turned to the bewildered woman.

"I'm so, so sorry. I'm not normally this disorganized but things have been so crazy lately. I can't apologize enough…..what's your name?"

"Bella Swan."

"I'm Alice Cullen. This shoot is for Cullen Designs. I hope we haven't frightened you too much but we will be out of here in no time."

Alice took Bella to the side and explained all about our situation and Rose came back to help finish up the shoot. It was the quickest shoot I have ever been part of. We didn't get nearly as many poses in as usual but I was sure we had exactly what we needed. I looked up to see Bella gathering up books again as Tanya approached her.

"Here, you should like, I don't know, make that smell better. Can't you do something about that? I mean, you can't sell it like that I'm sure. It's completely gross."

"I'll see what I can do about that."

She turned away from Tanya with a look that said 'I can't believe she just asked me to deodorize a book' and I snapped a quick picture. Something about her drew me in. She was so uniquely beautiful.

Everyone had made their way out of the store to head back to the office. I was about to leave myself but I had to steal one more look at her. While I was admiring her, I finally noticed the mess that had been made. I hadn't realized that Rose and the crew had removed so many books from the shelves. This pristine, beautiful store looked like a disaster area. I wasn't about to leave Bella to clean this mess all by herself.

I observed her as I walked closer. She picked each book up with a reverence, as if they were some ancient, holy relic. She leaned against one of the shelves and sighed as she took in the overwhelming amount of work she had ahead of her. Her gaze finally fell on me as she surveyed her surroundings.

"What do you want? There's a whole set of untouched shelves right behind you if you want to demolish them too."

She had every right to be angry but I didn't want her to be angry with me. She turned to walk away but I reached out and touched her arm to stop her. Just that small touch made me feel like a wildfire was racing through my veins. She looked at me with wide eyes. Did she feel that too? Probably not. She was probably thinking I was, not only insensitive because of this mess, but also a creep trying to cop a feel while she was all alone.

"Sorry, I just wanted to help you get this all cleaned up. I didn't realize the crew was making such a mess."

She bit her lip in concentration and I was overcome with the urge to grab her and kiss her senseless. I couldn't shake the overbearing feeling no matter how hard I tried. I had never been this affected by a woman before.

"Well, your crew is obviously lacking in empathy."

I narrowed my eyes in confusion.

"Don't you mean sympathy?"

"No, I mean empathy. If they would have put themselves in my shoes, or anyone else who works here, they wouldn't have desecrated this place like this and then left it as if everything would magically go back to its place."

Her passion and fire did nothing to soften the urge I was still fighting. Before I could stop myself, I closed the gap between us giving in to my desire to kiss her. At first, she froze but soon enough she began to respond. The kiss was soft and sensual and unlike anything I had ever experienced. Her lips were soft and intoxicating. I couldn't get enough. All too soon, she pushed away from me panting as her skin flushed a beautiful pink.

"What was that?"

She didn't look angry, just confused and surprised. I grinned at her as a clever answer popped into my head.

"Empathy."

"Excuse me?" She scrunched up her eyes in confusion.

"Well, I put myself in your shoes and felt you needed to be kissed. Of course, it didn't hurt that I've been thinking about doing that for a little while now."

She snorted and rolled her eyes but I caught a small smile on her face as she turned away from me. When she turned back around her face was the perfect mask of calm. She smiled at me and then started pushing me toward the door.

"Oh go on, get out of here."

"No, now wait a minute. Stop trying to push me out the door. I said I would stay and help clean this mess up and I meant it."

"That is really nice of you but my brother is coming by soon. I'll get him to help me."

I gave her an unsure look and opened my mouth to try and convince her to accept me help. She placed her finger on my lips to stop me from speaking and that same fire spread through my body again. This time it was even more intense than before.

"Really, it's okay. I'll be fine."

"Well, I really don't like this but I suppose I should go and get these shots developed before Rose has my head on a silver platter."

She laughed heartily and the beautiful sound sent my heart racing.

"I only met her briefly but somehow I don't doubt she would do just that."

"You're right. She is tough but the most loyal friend anyone could ask for."

She smiled warmly and I stood there dumbfounded in her gaze until I heard the bell of the front door ring signaling that someone was coming in.

"Holy shit Bells! What happened here?"

I turned to see an extremely large bear of a man in the doorway. I assumed this was her aforementioned brother and I was praying that he wouldn't get angry and pummel me for this disaster.

"Emmett! Oh, these extremely rude people came in to do a photo shoot and started pulling all of these books from the shelves. Will you help me get this re-organized? Sue will throw a fit if she comes in and sees this mess."

He narrowed his eyes in my direction and gestured toward me.

"Is he one of the jackasses that did this?"

"No, no Em, he's not. He is the photographer but he didn't have anything to do with this mess. He has been trying to convince me to let him help clean up but I won't let him."

He laughed and slapped me on the back.

"Good luck trying to convince this one to do anything. She's as stubborn as a mule."

"I noticed. Well, I um….I should go. Are you sure you've got this?"

She smiled at me again.

"Yes, I'm sure. Emmett's here now. He'll help me and we'll be finished in no time. Thanks for offering to help. I really appreciate that."

"Okay, well it was nice meeting you."

"You too. Take care."

I walked out of that bookstore feeling as if a piece of me had been left behind. I knew this wouldn't, this couldn't be the last time I would see her. I was too addicted from just the short span of time with her to give it all up now.

Okay, I hope ya'll enjoyed this chapter. It was a bit longer than the first so I should get some credit there right? Some of you might think the whole scene with Tanya, Bella and the smelly book is a little weird but it's not so far out there. I worked at a college library once and I actually had a girl ask me that very question. Yeah, people are fun. Review please?!?! Even if it's to tell me I suck and should just delete the story, lol….Until next time…….