A special thanks to xcoffesionsandtwilightismex, soccerislife14, Mangl234, SmokeyMelina. I oh so much appreciate your reviews! Here is chapter 4. I'm really sorry I haven't updated sooner, but with school starting and all, I've been soooo busy.

Chapter 4

"Here you go, Bella," Edward eased me from his arms into the huge hotel bed. I sighed and buried my head in the fluffy pillows.

"Y-you didn't h-have to do this, you know. Eventually Angela and J-Jessica would come and find me. M-maybe…" My voice trailed off into the pillows.

"Angela and Jessica? Who are they?" Edward inquired. I could imagine his beautiful face curled with question.

"My so-called friends," I sarcastically answered. Edward chuckled slightly. Suddenly, I felt angry. They had left me. Both of them. They weren't even concerned where I was.

"Bella, I think someone's calling you," I tilted my head up to see Edward gesturing to my phone. It was vibrating in little circles on the side table. Scrambling out of the covers, I lurched for my phone and quickly answered it.

"H-hello?" I hiccupped. My head swirled from the unaccustomed movements.

"Bella! Are you in your room?" Angela asked in hasten. So she was concerned.

"Yeah. E-Edward took me here. Are you all not staying with me?" I questioned, deeply confused. They both knew I hated being alone.

"Oh! I forgot to tell you! Jessica and I found two," she paused for a fit of giggles. I could hear a man in the background. "wonderful men! Meet us in the parking lot tomorrow at noon. Love ya girl!" And the line went dead.

I grimaced at the phone. So they each had separate hotel rooms.

"What's wrong, Bella?" Edward asked, concerned. I looked up to the angel who seemed to be spinning.

And then, I started crying. Honestly, I have no idea why, but I went into hysterics. With all my strength, I threw my phone across the room and screamed. Still sobbing, I collapsed on the bed. Edward just stood there, perplexed.

"Bella, what happened?" He rushed to the bed, crawling to where I lay curled in a ball.

"T-they left me-e!" I blubbered as Edward pulled me into his lap. "I-I don't like t-to be alone! E-especially in a hotel r-room!"

"Shh, Bella, it's okay. I'm right here. Nothing's going to hurt you. I'm right here," He reassured me. My sobs slowed as Edward began humming. All seemed peaceful until my heart began racing. It fluttered as I came to the realization that Edward was consoling me. He cared about me, it seemed. Smiling, I pushed myself away from his chest.

"Felling better?" He smiled warmly as he pushed a stray hair from my face.

"Much," I sighed, almost trying to sound seductive.

"That's wonderful," he breathed in return, his cool breath sending chills down my spine.

"You aren't going to leave me, are you?" I whispered, my eyes closed. He slid his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. My breathing hitched in an irregular beat.

"Wouldn't dream of it," he whispered so low I barely caught it.

Gradually, our lips met. At first, it was a slow, careful kiss. Our lips danced in synchronization, building up intensity. Before I knew it, my hands were clutching Edward's mane. His hands were gently around my head, falling deeper into our embrace. I released my grip on his hair, allowing my hands to explore his masculine chest. I felt him smile in the kiss, then continue.

And so, my night with Edward Cullen, a man who I had just met, unfolded just like that.

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A blinding, white light, pulled at my eyelids. The light was fierce and menacing, determined to pry my lids open. But I rejected the urge. My head felt like it was swelling by the second. In protest, I yanked the pillow out from behind my head and covered my eyes. My eyes rejoiced in blissful darkness.

The light had to be the sun. No other rays could have made my head scream that way. But, even though I was surrounded by blackness, my skull roared with pain. I also had a dull twinge of nausea here and there. This sensation was quite unfamiliar to me. It could only be known as a hangover.

I moaned and the faint memories of the night before came creeping into my head. I remembered Angela and Jessica leaving me at the bar, then me meeting Edward. Edward. A surge of electricity shot through me once more. I couldn't fully recall why his name made me shiver with thrill, but it did. I shot my hand away from my side as I patted the empty bed around me. Edward wasn't there.

As quick as my body would allow, I clutched the pillow covering my face and slung it across the room.

Blinded by the dreaded sun, and from what I could tell, late afternoon sun, I let out a displeased moan. I felt an odd breeze blow past my body, making me realize I had nothing on. At all.

Squinting, I bustled around the room searching for my party dress from last night. Suddenly, my feet got caught in some fabric on the floor. I yelped as I crashed to the floor. Grumbling, I pushed myself up and saw the cause of my fall. it was my dress. I quickly slipped it over my bare body and rushed for the door. Angela and Jessica surely had left me.

My eager hands clutched the door handle, but froze as my attention was drawn to a small yellow post-it note posted to the door. It read, Dear Bella, your friends stopped by this morning to pick you up, but you were sound asleep. Your friends offered to carry you to the car, but I opposed. I told them I would gladly drive you home. I am downstairs in the lobby right now watching the news. Come down when you wake. See you soon. Edward.

I sighed at the note and proceeded to open the door, this time more civilized. I cautiously walked into the hallway of our floor, only to find it empty and relatively quiet. I paced to the elevator, pressing the down button. The doors slid open slowly, and I took my place inside. Quickly, I found myself in the lobby.

I turned slowly in circles, trying to spot Edward. There weren't many people in the lobby, so he wasn't hard to find. He was sitting casually by the big screen T.V., watching the news intently.

I nearly ran to him. I still couldn't remember why I was so happy to see him. When I reached the couch he was seated in, Edward's attention was immediately directed at me. He smiled gingerly.

"Good morning," He smiled. He clicked the T.V off and stood. He wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me tightly. "How did you sleep?"

"Fine. That I remember…" my voice trailed. Edward chuckled once, then took my hand.

"Do you remember much about last night?" He pondered as we walked to the check-out desk.

"No, not much at all," I admitted as he absent-mindedly paid for our room. I saw him crack a smile as he began leading me to the door.

"Are you ready to go? Because do I have some stories for you," I nodded and gulped. It was hard to tell what sort of embarrassing things I had done last night. Edward took my hand once more and led me to the parking lot.

The afternoon sun was beaming, and I guessed it was around three in the afternoon. We stalked through the maze of cars, I guessed in the general direction of Edward's car. We walked what seemed an eternity longer until we reached our ride. And what a ride it was. It was a cherry red Mercedes E63 AMG. I was fairly certain they hadn't even been introduced in America yet. I stood, mouth gaping, as Edward politely opened my door.

"Thanks," I murmured still in shock. The interior was a sleek, black leather, adorned with platinum lining. I grazed my fingers across the beautiful car. It was breath-taking. I had always been fascinated with automobiles, and this one was the cream of the crop.

I was pulled down from my trance when Edward slid in his seat. He settled himself, then looked to me. He noticed my amazed features, and he shifted uncomfortably.

"Too much?" he asked, unsure.

"No!" I exclaimed. "It's gorgeous…"

"Thank you," he grinned and took my hand. "Are you ready?"

I nodded simply, and Edward began to pull out of the parking lot. This should be an interesting car ride.