A/N: So I am not going to be around a computer for the next 4 days so I was thinking I might as well update this chapter, and possibly the rest of my stories. I have posted another story, Blinded which I am co-writing with my friend Schuyler James. You should check it out =] Anywho, this is a good chapter because Handsome...well, you might as well read and see for yourself.

"There is nothing like a dream to create the future." – Victor Hugo

Chapter 4

She sipped her hot chocolate as she sat on the cold tile floor shivering.

"Are you going to be okay?" Handsome asked, his brilliant green eyes drilling into hers.

She nodded, "You saved me…" she whispered.

"I don't know what happened…" he said, looking away from her, "I was having this dream about riding a bike and suddenly I was in a kitchen and I knew I needed to open the door. When I did, I saw you, I saw the terror on your face and I knew I needed to help you."

A tear rolled down Bella's cheek, "Thank you," she said, covering his hand with hers.

He turned his hand over and squeezed hers, both saying nothing.

Trying to bring up a lighter subject, Bella remembered what Alice had said about asking his name, "I can't believe I haven't asked sooner, but what is your name?"

He smiled, his features lighting up, "My name is…"

Bella's eyes opened and she was immediately frustrated.

She rolled over and slammed her eyelids shut, begging to go back to that dream so she could figure out what his name was.

She waited for half and hour, but gave up once her alarm went off.

Bella threw back the covers to her bed and walked to the bathroom, getting ready for her day at work.

She walked into her office, surprised she hadn't seen Alice madly gulping at her coffee from Starbucks or talking about the latest "trick" Jasper did last night.

She sat down at her desk and shook the mouse of her computer, waking it up, the screen coming to life.

Bella opened up her email and saw she had a full inbox. She shut her eyes and moved the mouse around and clicked.

When she opened her eyes she saw an email from Mason Woods.

Hmm, she thought, who is this?

She read the message:

I got your marked up chapters back,

thank you for reading them. I will be coming

to Chicago at the end of this week, why don't

I just drop by the office and give you the rest of the

book in person?

Mason Woods

Bella replied:

Okay, how about you stop by Friday at noon?

She scanned through the rest of her inbox, deleting messages from various companies that had somehow gotten a hold of her email.

She heard a beep and saw a blue box appear in the right hand corner of the screen saying, "You have a new message from Mason Woods".

Bella looked in her inbox and sure enough, he had replied.

Okay, sounds good Miss Swan. See you on Friday.

Bella smiled to herself, thinking about meeting this new up and coming author. She was giddy thinking about reading the rest of the fantastic book he was bringing along with him.

"Bella!" Alice squealed from the door.

"Alice! Where have you been all my life?" Bella joked dramatically.

"At Starbucks, buying you a coffee Miss. Sarcastic," Alice said, handing Bella her favorite chai latte.

"Why thank you dah-ling," Bella said with an English accent.

"So," Alice sat in one of the arm chairs in Bella's office, "did you have another dream?"

"Yeah, actually I did."

Alice's eyes lit up, "Oh really? Do tell! Did you and Mr. Handsome have mind blowing sex upside down?"

"Alice!" Bella said, her eyes wide.

"Well, it's a dream! Anything can happen!" She said defensively.

"No, but I almost got raped and he saved me," Bella said quietly.

"You were almost raped in your dream? What the hell! I didn't even know that was possible! Oh my god, Bella, are you okay? That must have been terrible…"

Bella nodded, "It was, I was so scared…but I got away from the guys and I was running down this alley and suddenly this door flew open and I was pulled into this kitchen by him, he was holding me and suddenly everything was okay…"

"Damn, Bella. Does Tyler know about these dreams?"

"No," Bella said sheepishly, "he doesn't, but why would he need to know about them anyway? It's not like the dreams are really happening, and what are the chances that I ever meet this guy, if he even exists."

"True," Alice nodded, "well, enough of this chit-chat, we have work to do!"

Alice walked out of Bella's office and Kelsey walked in.

"Good morning Bella," Kelsey said, coming to stand in front of Bella's desk.

"Good morning Kelsey," Bella smiled.

"I have scheduled several meetings for you, all of them are for books you have edited and they are in the final stages of publishing. The authors are coming in to meet with you, would you like me to give you the meeting times?"

"That would be great, thanks Kelsey. Oh, and I have scheduled a meeting with the author of Flying with the Eagles, Mason Woods, for Friday around noon. Can you put that into my schedule?"

"Yes," Kelsey said, handing Bella a paper with the meeting times on it, "I will put it down right away."

"Thanks Kelsey, you are great."

Bella could see Kelsey blush, "Thank you Bella,"

Bella smiled, "You're welcome,"

Kelsey smiled and walked out of her office.

Bella looked at the paper in her hand and saw she had three meetings today, all of them having to do with the cover art of novels she had read six months ago.

Her first meeting was in thirty minutes, so she quickly pulled up the summary of the book on her computer and scanned over the important details.

"Bella?" Kelsey appeared in the doorway, "The first client is here to meet you,"

"Thank you," Bella said standing up.

She walked out of her office and saw a stressed middle aged woman holding an arm full of papers.

"Amy?" Bella asked. The woman looked at her, "Please follow me, let's go to the conference room."

Amy, the author, nodded and followed Bella to the conference room.

"Okay, so we now have the final draft of The Academy?"

"Yes, it's right here," Amy gestured to the pile of papers she had in her arms.

"Okay," Bella said sitting down, turning on the laptop she had brought with her, "now what are you thinking about for the cover art? Are you thinking a building? People? A city skyline?"

"Um, I was actually thinking we could do a picture of the main character, Carrie."

"Well, unfortunately," Bella said, "I do not have a picture of what Carrie should look like."

"I drew a picture of what I think she looks like," Amy said, unfolding a piece of paper.

"Well," Bella said taking the picture, "We might be able to find someone who looks like this, but I don't think we will find an exact match. And we will have to pay the photographer, her, etc. I don't think having a picture of her would be the best idea."

"Why?"

"Well," Bella launched into her speech about why using a character from a book is usually not a good idea.

After two more long meetings just like the one with Amy, Bella was exhausted and was ready to go home.

She left the high rise and drove to her apartment.

She walked into the living room and threw her purse and keys onto the table and sauntered into the kitchen.

She opened the refrigerator and peered into it for several moments figuring out what it was that she wanted to eat.

Bella decided to warm up a bowl of chili she had made a few days ago.

Bella sat on the counter while the microwave slowly ticked down from 2:00 to :01 and beeped.

She sprinkled cheese over the steaming bowl and curled up on her couch to watch a new episode of Grey's Anatomy.

When the show was over she went to her bedroom and changed into pajamas, crawling into bed.

Bella heard her door open and close, and saw Tyler's silhouette appear at the bedroom door.

She saw him strip off his shirt and heard him unzip his pants.

Bella felt him climb onto the bed and under the covers.

He slipped his hands around her waist and up her shirt, cupping her breasts.

"Tyler," Bella said, turning over to face him.

"Hmm," He said, nuzzling into her neck, his hand slipping past her waistband.

"Not tonight," Bella said, trying to scoot away from him.

"Why not," he said, capturing her mouth with his own, his hand lingering at her entrance.

"Because," Bella said, pushing away from him and taking his hand out of her pants, "I had a long day at work, and I am tired."

"Bella," he said, running his fingers up and down her sides, "c'mon."

"No Tyler," Bella turned on her side, facing away from him.

She could hear him silently fume about how pissed he was she wouldn't sleep with him, as he picked up his pants and shirt and walked into the living room, leaving her alone.

Bella shut her eyes and she was suddenly in a different world.

Bella was in a dark room and could only see a door, light escaping from its sides, with music quietly thumping from behind it.

Since there was obviously no place to go other than through the door, Bella walked to it and slowly turned the knob, hearing it click open.

When the door swung open and Bella stepped through it and into the room, she was enveloped in steam.

Gavin DeGraw was playing.

Bella looked around the room, which was a bathroom, and saw a shower. The source of the steam.

Suddenly the water was turned off and Bella was staring dumbstruck at it.

Handsome emerged from the shower, his body glistening in the steam, beads of water running from his chest to his…

Bella squeaked in surprise.

Handsome looked up at her, his eyes wide, surpriesed to see her as well. He reached for a towel and quickly covered himself.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, tying the towel around his waist.

"Umm," Bella said, turning away from him, "I don't know," she said to the wall. "Thanks."

"For what?" He asked from behind her.

"For saving me. From those guys last night." Bella turned to face Handsome, "The ones who tried to rape me."

Handsome looked at her, his gaze intense.

He took a step towards her, but stopped, running a hand through his wet hair.

Bella looked around awkwardly, wondering why she wasn't leaving so he could get some clothes on.

But damn, she thought, does he look good! Bella tried to sneak a look at his abdoman and arms.

Bella heard movement and looked up, he was standing very close to her.

She could hear both of them breathing hard.

Suddenly she felt his hands on her face, tilting it up, his lips meeting hers.

She moaned into his mouth, not knowing if she had experianced this explosion of feelings ever before in her life. She was most definintely dreaming.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, trying to get more of him.

Bella's eyes flew open, her heart beating like a hummingbird's.

She looked around her bedroom, light streaming in through the windows, Tyler was gone.

Bella groaned, and slammed her fists to her sides, "Dammit!" She screamed, "Why did it have to end?!"

A/N: So I would most definitely be PO'ed if I was just about to have a fantastic make out session with (literally) the man of my dreams and I woke up! Haha, oh well, guess Bella will just have to deal and see what reality brings her. Thanks for reading and if you have any feelings about this story whatsoever, please review. It makes me super happy!

xoxo ~greatterriblebeauty