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The song for this chapter is "Falling" by Emmy Rossum.

Chapter 13 – You Get What You Pay For

The crowd was going crazy whispering back and forth loudly as a figure moved toward the front of the room. When he finally stepped into the light where I could see him, I was relieved to see it was Edward. He was wearing a dark gray suit that fit him like it was custom made for his body. He looked stunning.

He smiled as he held up his hand to help me off the stage. A lady had him sign a piece of paper then he turned to me and offered me his harm. As he led me out the door, I asked, "Edward, what are you doing here?"

"What does it look like? I came for dinner. There wasn't anybody at the bus that was willing to cook for me, so I had to go out."

"You just spent ten thousand dollars on a dinner?" I could barely wrap my mind around it.

He stopped and turned toward me. "No, Bella, I just spent ten thousand dollars on a private dinner with you. I think it was a pretty good deal if you ask me."

"But you eat with me all the time…"

"Not privately. Tonight it's just the two of us, no bodyguards, no band, no bus drivers, just me and you." He reached up and ran his thumb across my cheek.

I stood there looking up into his sparkling green eyes and asked, "Why?"

"Because I wanted a chance to get to know you better, that's why. I wanted to be able to take you out on a real date at a real restaurant. Is that so wrong?"

My heart was pounding in my chest and the butterflies in my stomach were doing back flips. We made it to the restaurant and went inside. The hostess took us to a private dining room just off of the main dining room. It was small but well decorated. There were only five tables set up in the room. The center table was decorated with rose petals and candles.

Edward held my chair as I went to sit down. The waitress brought us menus. Edward took a quick glance at the wine list and ordered a bottle of Merlot. While we looked through the menu, the waitress went off to retrieve the wine. When she came back we ordered our food and started drinking the wine. It was delicious. Before our appetizers arrived, we had already polished off half the bottle.

"So, you like nature walks?" Edward said, swirling the wine in his glass.

"Yes, I do. I was raised in a small town right on the edge of the Olympic National Forest, so I grew up wandering through the woods, watching the birds and the animals. I also spent a lot of time wandering among the tide pools along the coast and watching whales from the cliffs. It's so beautiful up there. When my parents divorced a few years ago, my mom moved to Florida. When I go visit her, I like to take tours through the Everglades. I guess you could say I love real nature, not staged zoo displays and botanical gardens."

"Do you like to scuba dive?"

"I've never been. I would love to learn, though."

"That's one of my favorite ways to view nature. I love to watch the fish along the reefs and see how the ocean is reclaiming ship wrecks. It's fascinating."

"It sounds like it. I'd love to do that someday."

"Maybe, when I get back from Europe, I'll take you with me down to Australia. Some of the best scuba diving is down there."

"No passport, remember?"

"Well, I guess you'll just have to get one while I'm gone. It should give you plenty of time to take scuba lessons, too."

"You think I'm going to go through all that trouble just on the mere possibility that you are going to want to take me scuba diving in some other country?" I teased.

"If I get back here and show up at your doorstep with my arms full of scuba gear and two airplane tickets, I'm going to be pissed if you don't have a passport and don't know what to do with the equipment." He gave me a playful scowl.

We spent hours talking and playing like that. Edward was charming, witty, and absolutely breathtaking. We polished off two bottles of wine and talked so long that the waitress cleared the table and left for the night.

"Come dance with me, Bella," he said, holding out his hand. "I want to dance."

I took his hand and he led me to a clear spot near the edge of the room. He pulled me close and started to hum a melody that seemed familiar, but I couldn't quite place it. We swayed with the music, just enjoying being near each other. It wasn't awkward or uncomfortable. It just felt right.

He looked down at me with dreamy eyes and said, "I know it's not part of the deal, but I would really love to kiss you right now."

I heard my breath hitch. I couldn't say anything, so I just smiled and nodded my head slightly.

Edward smiled and whispered, "You're so beautiful, Bella," as his lips brushed mine softly. The slightest touch of his lips to mine sent chills down my spine, straight between my legs.

I could tell that it was affecting him too, because when he pulled me closer, I could feel his erection press against my stomach. His lips met mine again, this time with more passion than before, making me moan softly.

"Oh God, Bella, you don't even know what you do to me. Being around you every day and sleeping with you every night is like heaven. It's like the best dream I could ever imagine. I just pray that I never wake up."

The words that he was staying went straight to my heart. I wanted to say something in return, but all my wine induced brain could come up with was "I love you," and I knew that we weren't ready for that yet. I hoped that someday we would get there, but not right at that moment, so I just smiled.

He ran his hands up my bare back and said, "I love touching your skin. You're so soft and warm. Every time I'm near you I get this urge to kiss every exposed inch of skin I can reach. I want to run my tongue along your neck and nibble your pretty little ears. I want to slide my hands down the back of your dress and cup your fine ass."

His hand started sliding down my body toward my butt. Unfortunately this dress was tight enough that he had to keep his hands outside my clothing.

"When I close my eyes, I remember the sounds you made in the shower, and the way your face glows when you cum."

I could feel my breaths coming out in pants against his neck. We were still swaying side to side even though there was no music to dance to. The feel of the slight friction between us was enough to keep us from stopping. I felt him place small kisses on my shoulder and up my neck to my ear. He nibbled it lightly and said, "Bella, if you think sex was pretty good in the tiny bunk or in the undersized shower, just wait until you see what I can do in a king sized bed."

I whimpered and rubbed my legs together, desperate for friction. My panties were soaked and my nipples were hard. I wanted him and I wanted him now.

He pulled back slightly and looked me in the eye. "I can check to see if they have any available rooms, if you like."

I didn't trust my voice, so I just smiled and nodded. Edward went over to the table and handed me my purse. On our way out the door, he put his arm around me and said, "God, I hope they have an open room."

We made our way to the front desk. Edward went over to the man working the counter and asked if they had any rooms available. The man typed on his computer and said they had one room with two double beds and one penthouse room with a king, but it was much more expensive. Edward pulled out a credit card and got the more expensive room. The man handed us a room key and directed us to the elevators.

The room was huge. It had a large sitting room set up like a living room, with a sofa, chairs, coffee table, end tables, lamps and a big screen TV. One of the corners was set up like an office, with a desk, chair, and lamp. There was a large walk-in closet with fluffy robes and slippers inside, and a huge bathroom with a Jacuzzi tub and walk in shower that was twice the size of the one on the bus. There was also a small kitchenette, with a refrigerator, a microwave, a coffee maker, and a fully stocked mini-bar.

When we walked into the bedroom area, the first thing I noticed was the huge bed. It was bigger than any king sized bed I had ever seen. Edward wasted no time kicking off his shoes and removing his jacket and tie. I watched in drunken fascination as he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off of his shoulders.

He smirked. "What's that look for, Bella?"

I licked my lips. "You are by far the most attractive man I have ever laid eyes on."

He blushed as he came over to wrap his arms around me, wearing nothing but his grey slacks, and his voice caressed my ear. "Thank you, Bella. You are definitely the most beautiful woman I've ever met, so I guess that makes us even. Now let me see if I can get that dress off of you."

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me while his hands slid slowly down my back and lowered the zipper at the small of my back. I felt his fingertips trace the newly exposed skin. They then slid up my back to untie the bow at the back of my neck.

With the dress undone, the only thing keeping it up was his body pressed against mine. His lips made their way to my neck where he kissed and nibbled his way down to my shoulder and used his nose to nudge the material out of his way.

"Oh, Bella, I want you so badly. You're all I've been able to think about for so long, the thought of being with another woman turns my stomach and the thought of another man holding you, kissing you, having you, makes me so damn jealous that I want to hurt someone. I know it sounds crazy, but I wanted to beat the shit out of those assholes for bidding on you. They wanted to look into your eyes and make you smile. They wanted to touch your skin and taste your mouth. I couldn't let that happen, Bella. You're mine. Please, please tell me you're mine."

I felt my heart swell with each word. How could I not fall for someone like that? He was beautiful, and wonderful, and everything I've ever wanted.

"I'm yours, Edward."

He looked me in the eye and said, "Tell me you mean it, Bella. Tell me you want me and me only."

"Only you," I whispered softly as a gazed into his eyes.

His lips crashed into mine with fiery passion. "Oh Bella, I've waited so long to hear that. Ever since you sent that email, so long ago, you've been haunting my dreams. Then when I saw you dancing on the screen on New Year's Eve, I knew I had to have you. I had to make you mine."

I didn't know what to say. He'd been thinking about me that long? He'd wanted me all this time? Is that the real reason he invited me on this tour, so he could be near me?

He stepped back, allowing the dress to fall to the floor and gazed at me with hungry eyes. I was wearing nothing but black strappy heels and a red thong. He licked his lips and scooped me up bridal style to carry me to the bed. He laid me down gently and unbuckled my right shoe. He slipped it off my foot and placed a kiss on the tip of each toe before tossing the shoe away and doing the same with the other foot.

He kissed his way up the inside of my calf, to my knee, and then took a playful bite that made me yelp. He gave me a devious look as he continued up my thigh. He ran his tongue along the top edge of my thong, making me whimper with need.

"Patience, my love. We have all night and I plan on making it last. When I'm through with you, you will have forgotten the names of any men you have so much as fantasized about."

My breath caught and I moaned, "I need you, Edward."

"You'll have me soon enough. First I want to taste every silky inch of your beautiful skin."

He kissed his way up my body, stopping to circle my bellybutton with the tip of his tongue. He kissed between my breasts, up my neck, to my chin. He placed a soft kiss on my lips then pulled back to look down at my body again.

He whispered, "So beautiful…" then dove in for a fiery kiss while his hands caressed every inch of my body, except for the places I needed him most. He had me worked up in a frenzy before his lips ever touched my nipples, so when he finally took one into his mouth and started rolling the other with his fingers, I exploded in a completely unexpected orgasm of loud groans and clenching muscles. I had never experienced an orgasm like that before.

He finally ran his hand down, skimming the material of my tiny panties. "These are soaked through. I think it's time to take them off, don't you, Bella?"

"Hell, yes!" I said, as he slid them material down my hips and off my legs.

Once my panties were off, he ran his hands backup the inside of my thighs, spreading them wide for him. "It looks like your panties aren't the only thing that's soaking wet. I think I'm going to have to help clean you up."

He climbed forward on the bed, kissing his way up my thigh, until he settled between my legs. I'm sure anyone within three rooms from ours would have heard the sounds I was making as his tongue circled my entrance and slid around in my moisture, teasing my sensitive bud.

He let out mumbles of "Mmm… So good… So sweet…" as his tongue brought on another mind blowing orgasm.

He placed gentle kisses on my hips and stomach while I struggled to catch my breath and slow my heart rate.

"Are you better now?" he asked, with a sexy smirk.

I nodded my head. "Absolutely."

"Good, because I think I need some more of that." His tongue dipped back down to trace through my folds again. "It's too good to pass up."

He continued on, giving me orgasm after orgasm, with his mouth and hands, until I could barely lift my head.

"You're not giving out on me yet, are you Bella?" He smiled as she stood up and unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall to the floor, along with his boxers. He was rock hard and ready to go. "Don't worry, my love, this won't take long. You can sleep soon, I promise," he chuckled.

"It'd better not be too quick," I said, trying to mirror his sexy smirk. "You've already made me wait this long; it had better be worth it."

He laughed as he leaped onto the bed beside me, "Come here, you!" He grabbed me around the waist and rolled me over, wrestling with me as we rolled around a few times before he finally settled on top of me.

We were laughing and happy, smiling and giggling. Our eyes locked and time seemed to stand still. I was lost in the depth of his green eyes when he entered me slowly. This wasn't heated and fast, like the times before. This couldn't even be classified as sex by any means. This was making love. He was working my heart and soul, just as much as he was working my body. Our eyes were locked as our bodies moved in unison, both seeking and providing unimaginable pleasures.

We collapsed beside each other on the bed, breathless, sweaty, and satiated. I told myself that I should get up and take a shower, but as soon as he pulled me up against his chest and wrapped his arm around me, I gave up on any idea but sleep.

We slept in the next morning. Even though we had a huge bed to sleep in, Edward held me tight all night long. Even when we woke up, we continued to snuggle and enjoy simply holding each other close. It was hunger that finally convinced us to crawl out of bed.

We made love in the shower, reminiscing about our time in the tiny shower on the bus. It wasn't a marathon, like the night before, but it was great, nonetheless. Edward called down to the concierge desk and had someone go get us some touristy t-shirts, shorts, and flip flops, so we would have something clean to wear. Edward was wearing a blue t-shirt that listed how many feet Denver was above sea level that said, "All lovers in Denver belong to the mile-high club." My shirt was a pink tank top with spaghetti straps, displaying "Denver" in silver rhinestones across my chest. We both had denim shorts. Edward's flip flops were dark navy blue, and mine were white with pink bows on the top. I had to admit, they were cute.

When we left the hotel, we headed to the 16th street mall area. It was a street downtown with some great shops on it. We wondered into a tiny cookie shop where the people made all kinds of cookies. They were busy baking, so we served ourselves. We picked out a few different kinds of cookies and left the cash in a money jar. Edward was impressed that no one bothered to check over our shoulders to make sure we were not short changing them or stealing. They trusted that their customers would do the honorable thing and pay the correct amount. He was so impressed with their faith in the customers that he paid them an extra $40 just for being good people.

We were able to hit a few more stores before people started to recognize us. Actually, they recognized me first. Edward had picked up a Bronco's hat and some sunglasses, so they didn't spot him right away.

A lady approached me and asked if she could get her picture taken with me. She actually asked Edward if he would mind taking our picture. It was hilarious. She had no idea who he was.

Edward called Peter and Garrett a few minutes later, when more and more people started approaching us. Peter was pretty pissed that we had wandered out on our own and made Edward promise not to do that again. Edward promised, but I could tell by the look in his eyes that he didn't really mean it.

With security in tow, we went to one more shop and found some blankets that were very similar to mine. Edward bought two of them to keep on the bus, so people would have them for the arctic bunks in the future, and then we went back to the bus. It was time to head to Dallas.

The drive from Denver to Dallas was a long one. We were supposed to play the night we got to Dallas, which didn't leave any time for goofing off and stopping to eat. I was glad that I had bought groceries a few days ago, so we didn't have to stop.

Edward was being especially affectionate, holding my hand and putting his arm around me every chance he got. He even helped me prepare lunch by peeling garlic for the guacamole and chopping tomatoes for the nachos, while I chopped onions and steamed tamales.

After lunch, we sat in the back room and played video games for a while. Edward laughed and picked on me because I absolutely suck at video games. When it was Peter and Demetri's turn to play, Edward moved to the other couch and pulled me into his lap to snuggle while we watched them play. Peter beat Demetri, so Peter and Edward played next.

Demetri came over to sit with me. "Good night, huh?" He gave me a wink.

"Better than fantastic," I said with a blush.

Demetri laughed, "Good for you. He appears to be in an exceptionally good mood, too."

"Really? Why do you say that?"

"Edward doesn't do the whole 'public displays of affection' thing. He is much more of a 'rock their world then pretend nothing ever happened' kind of guy."

This little bit of information made me a little excited. Maybe, just maybe, he really does like me.

Peter beat Edward and was rubbing it in while we all laughed and Edward pouted and demanded a rematch. Aro came back a few minutes later and announced that we were running behind schedule, so Glenn was going to have to rush. The roadies and the other bus had left Denver the night before, so they would already be there to set up and Mike could get started with the first act, if we needed him to. The only concern would be get getting us there on time.

We all agreed that it would probably be a good idea for us all to take a nap, since we would be performing as soon as we got to Dallas, so we all climbed in our bunks and quieted down. Edward was having trouble dozing off, so I caressed his faced, neck, arms, hands, and scalp to help him relax. It worked, because in a matter of minutes, he fell fast asleep. Now, the only problem was that I was wide awake and trapped in the bunk with Edward.

I pulled out my iPod and listened to some music. I grabbed my camera and took a few pictures of Edward sleeping. I held the camera up and took a picture of myself snuggling up against Edward. I know it's silly, but it was my proof that this all really happened. I put the camera away and pulled out my digital reader, but I couldn't focus on the story. Eventually, I gave up and pulled out my laptop. It was tough, but I managed to balance it against the wall with one hand while I typed with the other.

I wrote a song about watching an angel sleep. I even managed to write most of the music before Edward stirred, causing me to almost crush the laptop. I saved my work and shut it off. I was just putting it away when Edward whispered, "What are you doing? You're supposed to be asleep."

"Sorry, I was writing music. I didn't mean to wake you."

He shifted on his back, so I could put my head on his chest. "It's ok. Just try to get some sleep. We'll be on stage late and then we have to load up for Padre Island."

The reminded me that I needed to get in touch with Jasper to find out the details on the Austin gig. I grabbed my cell phone and sent him a text message asking for the info. He replied a few minutes later.

"Rental car will B waiting 4 U N Dallas stadium. Stage Mgr has key. Map 2 hotel & club R in Ur email. Will B casual so no dress up. Expect reporters & cameras. ~Jasper. PS- show sold out"

I was just putting my cell phone away when Edward grumbled, "Apparently I'm going to have to knock your ass out so you'll get some sleep."

As I tried not to giggle at his idle threat, I felt his hands start to rub my back and shoulders. It felt good. He shifted me so he was behind me again and started kissing my neck as his hand slid up under my shirt to tease my nipples. I shifted a little and could feel his hardness pressed against my butt. With skillful hands, he managed to get my shirt up over my breasts and my shorts down around my knees without me having to move much. He wrapped both arms around my body and rolled onto his back, so I was lying on top of him with my back to his chest. It felt awkward, so I tensed up a little.

"Close your eyes, Bella. Don't think, just relax and enjoy. You don't have to do anything this way, just relax."

His hands had full access to my body now. They skimmed lightly along my stomach and ghosted over the peaks of my breasts. He shifted his legs and kicked my shorts the rest of the way off.

One of his hands slid down my body and started caressing the tops of my thighs. He used his knee to part my legs, so they fell to either side of his. He traced his way up the inside of my thigh with his fingertips and played in the moisture he found there.

"So wet for me, Bella. I've never been with a woman that could get so wet for me so easily. It's like you were made for me. You body, it sings to me. I can't fight it."

He reached between us and undid his shorts, pulling himself out. I could feel him, hard and hot, between my legs.

"I love the feel of your pussy wrapped around my dick and I love that we don't have to mess with condoms. We can really feel each other, skin on skin."

He angled his hips and used his hand to guide himself into me. He couldn't go very deep like this, but he was hitting directly on my g-spot, so it didn't take long to send me over the edge. As my body clamped around him, he rolled my nipples and whispered words of adoration.

"Oh Bella, you're so beautiful and talented. I could spend the rest of my life listening to you sing and feeling your body clench around me when you cum. You're such a kind hearted, wonderful person, I bet no one would expect that you let me fuck you in a bus full of people, would they, Bella. They know about your dirty lyrics, but you seem so sweet, you're an enigma to them."

Once I came down from my orgasmic high and my breathing settled, Edward started pumping harder and faster. This time his words weren't so sweet.

"You're such a good girl, Bella. That's what they see, but I see a horny little girl that likes to fuck. You like having my dick inside you, don't you? You like knowing you're the only girl that gets to ride my cock bareback. You like feeling my cum fill that tight little pussy of yours, don't you?"

I didn't need to answer any of his questions. He wasn't actually talking to me. He was talking to hear himself speak. I could feel another orgasm building quickly as he pulled out and flipped me over so he could kiss my lips as he slammed back into me. He held me by the hips as I started grinding on him.

"Oh Fuck, Bella. Don't stop. It feels so good… so deep… I can't stop… Fuck!"

He started slamming up into me, pushing me over the edge into a toe curling orgasm that left me weak and sleepy. When I awoke it was already time to start dinner. Even though Edward offered to help, I sent him to go hang out with the guys in the back of the bus. They were talking about their vacation plans, so I ignored them and went to work on my Grandma Swan's homemade spaghetti sauce recipe. In no time at all, the pasta was on and the sauce was simmering away.

Glenn kept asking if he could have a taste, so I gave him a spoonful of the meaty sauce. "Damn, Bella, I'm so glad to have you on this bus. I had my doubts at first, to tell you the truth, but you've turned out to be alright. You're so much better than those snotty bitches that the boss usually drags along. Don't get me wrong, Heidi and Gianna can be okay at times, but they are always whining about being bored. Jane and that Tanya chick, they were just flat out bitches."

"They can't be that bad," I said, praying that he was telling the truth and they really were bitches.

"Believe me, they were horrible. They were always s whining for the boss man's attention, complaining about sleeping arrangements, wanting to stop to go shopping, or wanting to go get their nails done. They even insisted he take them out to nice restaurants for dinner every night. They would turn their nose up at me every chance they could get. They wouldn't even call me by my name. They just called me the bus driver."

"I'm sorry to hear that, Glenn. It doesn't sound like they were nice at all."

"They weren't. I was actually pretty excited when Tanya quit. I am hoping Jane will quit, too. Maybe he'll get some nice back-up singers next time."

"He'll still have Heidi and Gianna."

"Yes, but they are alright at times. They're only bad when they are around other people, like Jane and Tanya. When they are around nice people, they act nice. If they are around bitches, they act bitchy."

"I know some people like that. Unfortunately they can't be trusted and they don't make very good friends."

"True. I just hope Edward can find some nice women who aren't trying to get in his pants and don't think they can marry into his money."

"Maybe he'll hire one that has a thing for bus drives," I teased.

"Hell, no! I don't need some woman trying to land me. I wouldn't mind one that likes to sneak into my bunk every now and then, but I'm a rolling stone. I'm not settling down for nobody."

We laughed as we discussed the merits and downfalls of committed relationships, while I finished the spaghetti and made garlic bread. Before I called everyone to eat, I whipped up the no-bake cheesecakes and put them in the refrigerator to chill, so they would be ready later.

The guys came and filled their plates while I fixed some for Glenn. I cut his spaghetti up, so it would be easier to eat while he was driving. This saved us some more time because we didn't have to stop for him to eat. Peter and Edward did the dinner dishes while I served up the cheesecake.

Once we all had cheesecake, I was cleaning up the kitchen area when I heard Glenn and Edward talking. "How's it going, Glenn? Do you think we'll make it on time?"

"Sure, boss, we're going to make it. We made up some time once we got out of Colorado."

"Good job," Edward said, as he patted Glenn on the shoulder.

"Hey, boss, that Bella's a keeper. I thought you should know that. She's not like your other groupies, fans, employees, or bar sluts. She's a good woman that deserves a good man. I sure hope you can be that man for her."

"I hope so too, Glenn. I hope so, too."

I put away the last dish and went to the back of the bus with a huge smile on my face. He wanted to be a good man for me. He wanted me. Maybe, just maybe, he cared for me as much as I cared for him.

Edward came to the back and sat beside me. He looked at me with loving eyes and said, "Come here, beautiful." As he pulled me into his arms he kissed me. "Glenn says we're going to get there on time, so we need to start getting ready for the concert soon. Since it takes you the longest to get ready, you should probably go ahead and take your shower now."

"Alone?" I teased.

"Unfortunately, I'm not going to be able to join you this time, but I wish I could."

In the time it took me to shower, get dressed, put on make-up, fix my hair, and step into my shoes, the men had all showered and were ready to go. I never realized it took me so long to get ready until that very moment.

Garrett and Peter met up with two other security guards, Sam and Paul. They were going to be watching Edward at the beach house while Peter was visiting his mother. Introductions were made and then we were rushed inside the stadium. Mike was already on stage. It sounded like he had just started his set, so we all went to a dressing room to wait. We ran into Heidi, Gianna, and Jane on our way back there. Jane walked up and threw her arms around Edward.

"Oh Edward, I was so worried you wouldn't make it on time. I don't know what we would have done," she whined.

Edward looked stunned by her actions. "Umm, Jane, I seriously doubt it would be anything for you to worry about." He put his hands on her shoulders and gently shoved her back a little to give himself room. He smoothed his shirt out as Jane shot me an evil glare.

"I heard you were late leaving because this one…" she pointed at me, "insisted on going shopping. You could have seriously missed this concert because of her."

Edward's eyes flared up with anger. He looked at me as if to tell me to play along, and then said, "No, Jane, we were almost late because I wouldn't let her out of my bed. She insisted that we leave the hotel. If she hadn't we would still be locked up in that room."

Jane's mouth dropped as Edward came over and gave me a kiss. I couldn't resist getting my own jab in at the bitch, so I added, "We had to leave, Edward. Not only did we have this concert to do, but a woman can only take so many orgasms in a 24 hour period. If they found a way to bottle your stamina, you'd make billions."

Jane turned on her heels and stomped out of the dressing room with a scowl on her face. As she left, Gianna stood there giggling at Jane's departing form while Heidi looked confused. It was almost comical to watch Gianna explain to Heidi why Jane was so angry.

The Dallas concert went off without a hitch. When it was over, the band loaded up on the bus without me and Garrett. Edward kissed me good-bye as Garrett and I loaded our things in the rental car.

"Garrett, you take care of Bella for me and bring her to the beach house as soon as she's done in Austin."

"I will. Don't worry, Edward."

Edward leaned in and gave me another kiss, "You're going to knock them dead. I just know it. Oh, wait a minute!" He ran over to the bus and came back with the acoustic guitar that I was going to borrow. "You almost forgot this. I made sure it was tuned while you were on stage tonight. I wanted to make sure you'd sound great."

"Thank you, Edward. I can't believe I almost forgot that! I guess I'm more nervous than I thought I was."

"Don't be. Try to picture it as a group of friends sitting around a room. Besides, they already love you. If they didn't they wouldn't have paid for the tickets to the show." He had a good point, but it was still a little intimidating being on stage by myself.

After probably too many goodbye kisses to be considered proper, Edward finally climbed onboard the bus. It felt strange to watch the bus drive away without me. Garrett and I climbed into the rental car and headed for a hotel in Dallas that Jasper had arranged for me. In the morning I'd be on my way to Austin, and I already felt too far away from Edward.

A/N: Everyone guessed that it was Edward, of course, but was the dinner date all you expected it to be? How can she not fall in love with a man like that? Also, before anyone gets upset, Edward was not trying to say anything bad about Bella when they were together at nap time. He was just talking a little dirty. He doesn't think she is a slut. I promise.

So, I hope you liked this chapter. It was a fun one to write. Next chapter we get to follow Bella on her first solo concert.

I want to thank all of you that took time to leave reviews. I think I was able to respond to about 50% of them before I got too wrapped up in my real life responsibilities. I haven't even had a chance to read the chapter updates for some of the stories I have been following for the last month. It's crazy. I'm definitely going to have to figure out a way to manage my time better. Now if I can just convince my boss and family that reading and writing fan fiction ranks higher on the priority list than working or cleaning the house, real life would be a much more fun.

I will leave you with an interesting anonymous quote I read a few days ago… "The best way to predict your future is the create it!"

I think that is good advice. Don't wait for your dreams to come to you. Be a part of making them happen. If you do nothing to improve your life, don't be surprised if it doesn't get any better than it already is.

Ok, I have to run. Have a great week!