Okay, here's the next chapter! I have to say, this is a very fun story to write. We are getting very into this if you haven't noticed. The chapters seem to be growing!

Well, enough of my talking, read!

Who are You?

Green.

That's all that I can see.

Piercing green eyes staring right back into mine.

There, standing in the living room area of my hotel room, was a man.

A gorgeous man.

With nothing but a towel on.

I stared open mouthed at the sight before me.

Dark copper hair gleamed from the lights in the room. I could see the water drip from his hair and onto his chest.

His strong, muscular chest rose and fell softly with his steady breathing. His abdominals alone look like they could cut stone.

"Who are you? How did you get in my room?"

I almost gasped at the sound of his voice. It was deep yet silky, but it held an edge to it.

I looked back at his face and found he had a slightly annoyed expression and was glaring at me.

I stuttered out my response while looking away from his face, which was a difficult task considering he had the most angelic face I had ever seen.

"I-I'm sorry, but, shouldn't I be asking you why are you in my room?"

His beautiful face frowned slightly.

"What do you mean your room? I do believe this is my room," he said.

I began to frown myself at our situation.

"Are you sure they gave you the right room? They may have made a mistake because I'm sure I paid for this room," I said.

He let out an agitated sigh before leaving the room and into the bedroom where he closed the door, a bit harder than you normally would.

Okay, why aren't I scared right now? There's a man in my room! A complete stranger! And I'm not even running out the door?

And he claims that this is his room. But, it can't be. I made sure I had a room over two months ago. I double checked two days ago to make sure it was still booked!

As I continued ranting in my head, the bedroom door opened and out he came, clad in black slacks and a black long sleeved button down with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, showing off his muscular chest.

His shirt was sticking to him like a second skin. I could see every muscle in his chest and abdominals.

I glanced up at his face and noticed his agitated look again.

"Come on," he said and grabbed my arm roughly, pulling me out of the room towards the elevators.

I would be in shock right now that such a god-like man was holding onto my arm, if it weren't for the anger in his grip.

He was muttering quietly to himself all the way down, but I couldn't hear what he was saying.

Once we stopped, he pulled me out behind him towards the front desk where a boy of maybe nineteen sat.

He had greasy, long, dyed green hair and he wore a rainbow shirt.

As we walked closer to him, I was able to read his name tag.

Andy.

"Wait here," the god-like creature told me, once we were two feet from the desk.

I was about to object but he had already turned around and walked the rest of the way to the desk.

I let out a sigh of aggravation before I turned around and began walking around the lobby.

I turned back around a little bit later and could hear low rumbles from the man's voice as he spoke in what sounded like an angry tone.

"Please, there has to be another room open. Could you check again?"

I watched as the boy, Andy, tore his eyes away from the man which seemed to have been glued to his face, and began typing in the computer.

"Sorry sir, but, we're booked for the next two months. You could try looking around, but, I don't think you'll find any other place open either," I could hear Andy say to the man.

I noticed he had a look in his eyes as he looked over the man.

His eyes seemed to grow darker and his eye lids seemed to droop slightly.

He was giving the mysterious god a lustful gaze.

Okay, I don't think I'm ever coming back to this hotel ever again. The people here are just way too creepy.

Long fingers ran through slightly damp bronze hair as the figure sighed in aggravation.

"Alright, thank you for your help," he said and was about to walk away before Andy reached out and grabbed his hand.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be of any more help. You can come to me if there is anything else you need," he said, putting emphasis on the word 'anything' before winking and letting go of the gods hand.

I saw the bronze haired creature tense up when Andy had placed his hand on top of his to stop him and the color drained from his face as he stuttered out a response.

"Um, thanks for your help, but, I think I might go look to see if there is another hotel around here," he said quickly before turning around and walking quickly back to me.

He let out a loud breath, sending his delicious scent towards me and I took all I had not to close my eyes.

"I'll re-pack my things and be out of there as soon as possible for you. There has to be at least one other hotel around here that has a room open."

I stopped and thought for a moment before my mouth started to work before my brain could comprehend what I was saying.

"You can stay. We can share the room."

My eyes felt like they were about to pop out of my head.

Did I just say that?!

He stared at me for a moment, those green eyes holding mine.

"I don't think that's such a good idea."

I frowned at him.

"Why? I mean, I know you'd probably want a place for yourself, but, you heard the guy. There are probably no open hotels around here for a while. What are you going to do when you find none open?"

I stopped talking when he frowned.

"I'm not sure-," I cut him off before he finished.

"It won't bother me, honestly. Sure, it will be a bit odd and out of the ordinary letting a complete stranger stay with you. As long as you're not planning on killing me in my sleep," I added attempting to lighten the mood.

He chuckled slightly and gave me a crooked smile that almost made my legs buckle right then and there.

"Killing you in your sleep is the least you should worry about."

I stared at him wide eyed, unsure of what that could mean.

He let out another breath and ran his fingers through his now dry hair, making it messy, yet still impossibly gorgeous.

"Please? It'll make me feel a little bit better that you have a sure place to stay and are not wandering around, alone at night."

He laughed again.

I have no idea why I was even saying these things. He's a complete stranger for heaven's sake! He could be a criminal for all I know!

But, there was something about him.

It was deep and real.

Yes, he is gorgeous, but, it was more than just looks that drew me into him.

So many things that seemed I needed to know about him.

"Alright, I'll stay. But, on one condition. I sleep on the couch."

I was about to protest before he cut me off.

"No, I am imposing on your life and the least I can do is make you feel comfortable. And, it's my way of saying thank you for letting me stay with you."

I sighed dramatically and smiled, nodding my head.

"Alright. And speaking of sleeping arrangements, I'm quite tired myself. What do you say we turn in for the night?

He nodded and we headed back to the room.

Once we were inside, he went into the bedroom and brought his luggage out into the living room area.

"Well, good night," I said and started towards the bedroom before he spoke.

"You know, this whole wonderful time we've been together, I didn't catch what your name was," he said while sitting down on the sofa and turning towards me with a smile on his face.

I myself hadn't even realized that we hadn't introduced ourselves yet.

I walked over to him and stood in front of him and held my hand out.

"Isabella Swan, but everyone calls me Bella."

He smiled again and grasped my hand in his. His hand being much larger than mine.

"Edward Masen, but everyone calls me Edward."

I laughed and we shook hands.

I felt a sort of jolt run through my body when we touched.

He let go of my hand much too soon for my liking.

"Well, good night, Bella. And thank you again for letting me stay with you."

I nodded my head and headed towards the bedroom.

"No problem. Good night, Edward. I'll see you in the morning."

He nodded his head and turned off the light, probably to make it more comfortable to change his clothes in the dark, as I closed the door to the bedroom.

I quickly changed into a pair of long, comfortable shorts and a short sleeve shirt before climbing into bed and falling asleep instantly.

Now, we have nothing against gay people if your wondering that. We just thought it would be a little funny if Edward got hit on by a guy instead of a girl, haha!

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