AN – Thank you to the people that took the time to review the first chapter: Bunch2009, AnythingStew, AshleyLuvsTaylor, thatxtwilightxgirl and A is for Angel. I've only carried on with this story because of your reviews.

Sorry this chapter has been so long awaited. Hope you all enjoy.

BPOV

"Bella, it's lovely to meet you." Edward's voice brought me back to the present and as I raised my head to meet his gaze I noticed him staring at me intently.

I gulped, I still hadn't found my voice…..he was so incredibly beautiful.

"Are you going to stand there saying nothing all day?" Tanya asked rather rudely.

"Tanya…." Edward addressed her as if he was about to berate her for her rudeness but I stopped him before he could say anything more.

"It's nice to meet you too." I whispered, taking the hand he offered and shaking it, despite our brief meeting earlier.

I felt a very strong urge to scowl at him, but how could I? He had only asked me out to dinner, and at the end of the day dinner meant nothing. Dinner was simply dinner nothing more and nothing less.

It's not as if he could ever be interested in someone as plain as me anyway. He was far too beautiful to even look twice at me.

"Yes, well now the introductions are over. Can we please discuss mine and Eddie's wedding? It is why you're here after all."

I stood there grinning like a complete and utter idiot – waiting for a good ten to fifteen seconds to pass, because if I spoke to her before that time frame I would more than likely tell her to shove her wedding where the sun didn't shine.

"Of course, I was thinking…." Tanya interjected me before I could say anything more.

"I want the wedding to be at St Augustine's church, I was thinking of teal for the bridesmaid dresses, Eddie and I need to take dancing lessons and the guest list will be in the region of eight hundred to a thousand people. I have put together…"

"Eight hundred to a thousand people….Tanya….what happened to just a small wedding? With family and a few friends." Edward was looking at her expectantly waiting for an answer.

I stood there feeling tremendously awkward at the fact that this could turn into an argument. It's not as if I hadn't seen it before because I had….many times. The bride wants more guests than the groom or the groom wants more guests than the bride it's really not uncommon.

However what was uncommon was the fact that I seemed to be cheering the argument on in my mind. Why? I asked myself.

Well the simple answer could be that I just didn't like Tanya…..not after the way she spoke to me…..but if I am brutally honest with myself I think it's because I'm jealous. Wait did I just say I was jealous?

Yes I think I did. Am I jealous? I certainly felt an attraction towards Edward that I could not deny, which is utterly ridiculous because I only met him not fifteen minutes ago…..but that still didn't change the fact that I was attracted to him. But how could I be jealous? I didn't even know the man.

"What do you think Beth?" Tanya suddenly asked shaking me from my revere.

I floundered; I wasn't sure what to say. I hadn't been listening, I was far to consumed in my own thoughts and now both Edward and Tanya were staring at me expectantly waiting for an answer.

"I….I…umm" Tanya was glaring at me as if she truly thought me to be a complete and total idiot and Edward was smiling attentively at me with smiling eyes….his eyes were so beautiful and captivating….

"I'm waiting for an answer!" Tanya prodded.

I opened my mouth to ask them to repeat their question but Tanya wasn't patient enough and opened hers before I could even speak. She continued babbling complete nonsense as I looked back down at my feet feeling very unsure of myself.

This wedding was going to be the hardest of my entire existence, the bride was a complete cow and the groom….No I really don't think I should continue those thoughts.

RING…..RING….RING….

Tanya's office phone let out a very harsh and shrill ring, which seemingly fit her personality perfectly.

As she raced to reach the phone she purposely and quite forcefully shoved me aside. I stumbled sideways towards the floor, but the impact I had braced myself for never came.

Edward had raced forward at lightning speed and had stopped my fall by placing his long arms around my waist and steadying me.

My cheeks flushed bright red; I could feel the heat in my face and neck rising at the thought of being in Edward's arms.

I quickly looked over towards Tanya worried about her reaction to me standing in his arms as he still hadn't released me.

But when my gaze settled upon her form, her back was facing me and she was far to engrossed in her telephone call to even glance this way.

"I'm so incredibly sorry." Edward whispered in a very hushed tone I presumed in case Tanya was in fact listening.

"What for?" I replied in an irritated and narked tone as his arms released my waist.

"For everything…" I wasn't quite sure if he was referring to Tanya or to this morning so I merely shrugged my shoulders in response.

"Tanya had absolutely no right to be so rude to you and then to just knock you out of the way…"

I couldn't help but get the impression that he looked extremely angry. But why should he be? What did it really matter to him if she was rude to me or if she knocked me out of the way?

"It doesn't matter; I fall over all the time anyway. I'm a total Klutz, I…" I never got the chance to finish what I was saying as Tanya had put the phone down.

"That was the priest from St Augustine's church….I rang a few days ago to see what openings they had and the nearest opening was a year from now. I took the opening but I expressed that I would like to be married as soon as possible." She paused for breath before continuing.

"Well guess what? There was a cancellation…Where getting married in three weeks." She squealed in delight.

I couldn't help but glance over towards Edward. What puzzled me immensely was the fact that oblivious to Tanya he appeared to be grimacing. I couldn't help but ask myself if he didn't want to get married then why was he?

"OHHH no" Tanya shouted as a look of realisation crossed her face as if she had suddenly remembered something. "I organised to go to a cake tasting this afternoon but a client rang this morning and demanded to see me. I can't do both."

She turned her attention to me….. "Even you must understand the importance of getting the right cake?"

I simply nodded at her not able to say anything….because I didn't really understand the importance. There were a lot of aspects to weddings I didn't understand…Why do people go to such lengths for the perfect wedding? Especially when most marriages end in tears within a few months.

I personally did not understand the significance of big white weddings; if I was going to get married I would want to do quite spontaneously on the top of a hill or a mountain or just in the middle of nowhere.

"Eddie" Tanya called while Edward cringed – he must not like the name Eddie. "You will have to go to the cake tasting with Beth…"

"Bella" both myself and Edward shouted in unison.

I stared at his slightly angered expression in shock. Why on earth would he care if Tanya got my name wrong?

"Her name is Bella…..B.e.l.l.a" He enunciated really slowly. "It means beautiful in Italian and you could at least try to get her name right Tanya."

I think Tanya looked as shocked as I did. I don't know what shocked me more. - The fact that he had looked so irritated and annoyed when she had called me Beth or the fact that he had made a reference to my name meaning beautiful in Italian.

"Eddie"

"My name is not Eddie, its Edward. I hate the name Eddie; I have told you this countless times Tanya."

This was beginning to get extremely awkward I wanted the floor to just swallow me whole. I had never seen a couple about to get married this obviously not in love.

I had seen men in love thousands of times and Edward was not a man who was in love with the woman he was about to marry. So why was he marrying her?

I felt awful for judging people before I even knew them but why on earth would you marry someone you didn't love? Maybe I was wrong, maybe he did love her. It just seems to me like he doesn't have any feelings for this woman…he talks to her in a harsh and cold manner and I didn't understand why.

"Are you ready Bella" Edward suddenly asked shaking me from my thoughts for the hundredth time this morning.

I'm not usually like this when I'm with a client, I usually pay attention, In fact I don't remember a time when I haven't paid attention. But I have never planned a wedding for a couple quite like this before either.

"Ready?" I asked in confusion.

"To go to this cake tasting." He then turned to look at Tanya. "We can't have you getting the wrong cake can we?" He snapped bitterly before marching over to the door and holding it open for me.

I quickly followed with the awful feeling that this wedding was going to be the death of me.

"I'm sorry about everything that happened in there this morning." He whispered as we walked down the corridor towards the buildings exit.

I just nodded my head feeling very uncomfortable.

"You have every right to be annoyed with me….after this morning. First I ask you to dinner and then you find out I'm engaged to be married..."

I stopped walking and turned my head to face him crossing my arms over my chest….. "Edward….it doesn't matter. You asked me to dinner, nothing more and nothing less. Please just drop it…..I am not annoyed with you, I just want to get this wedding planned and out of the way."

"Bella….please just let me explain." I quirked my eyebrow, waiting for him to elaborate.

"I know I should not have asked you out, I mean I am getting married in just three weeks…..it's just me and Tanya were complicated…and…."

"Edward, you don't have to explain anything to me, I hardly know you, I only met you this morning. I'm just the wedding planner, after your wedding you will never see me again."

I could see that my words had upset him but I didn't understand why. I had spoken the truth. I didn't know this man, what more did he want from me?

He led me towards his car in silence and I really didn't understand what his problem was. It was him that asked me out, and it was him who had the fiancé. Not me.

He opened the passenger door to his very shiny silver Volvo and waited for me to get in before he calmly closed the door and walked around to the driver's side.

The first ten minutes of the journey was completed in absolute silence. There were only the sounds of mine and his breathing and it was making me exceedingly uncomfortable.

"Do you even love her?" I'd blurted it out before I could stop myself. I don't know where it came from and I hated the fact that this man that I had only known for less than one whole morning was making me feel things I had never felt in my whole entire life.

He made me feel so out of control….and I hated that.

"I beg your pardon…I don't think that's any of your business."

"Your right it's not….I'm….ummmm….I don't know where that came from. You were probably right earlier I'm just annoyed….."

"You're annoyed that I asked you out…you should be. I've never done that before…..I never believed in love at first sight until I met you….I noticed you the moment you crossed the street…..you're so beautiful….."

"Stop….please….just stop I don't want to hear anymore." I whispered.

I think I preferred the silence. I didn't understand what was happening. What was he playing at? What was I playing at? I didn't believe in love at first sight, did I?

We finished the rest of the drive in silence which seemed to be the best course of action. I was beginning to regret taking this job.

Maybe Victoria would assign someone else to this wedding. I don't think I could see this through anymore, I know this was the one wedding I had to pull off to be made partner in her company but suddenly that didn't seem to matter so much anymore….I think I would prefer my sanity and continuing to plan this wedding I would more than likely lose it.

Edward opened the passenger door for me when we arrived at our destination over an hour later - traffic had been hell getting over here. - I couldn't actually believe how polite he was by opening and closing doors for me.

"What do you think of this one?" Edward asked me.

We were now tasting our third cake – butter-cream I think this one was and I had to admit they were all as disgusting as each other. And to think I had sacrificed my lunch for this!

"Well I'm not really a cake person, but I suppose it's OK." I replied.

"Be honest Bella."

"Well, I….no I don't really like the butter-cream. But at the end of the day it's not my choice it's yours and Tanya's."

"You mean its Tanya's choice." Edward muttered so quietly I don't know if I was supposed to have heard. I was about to ask him what he meant by that comment but I decided against it.

Six cakes and yet another hour and an half later, Edward still hadn't come to a decision and I must admit it was rather getting on my nerves…..I got the feeling he was delaying deciding because he kept asking the lady for second samples of cakes he had already tried.

"I think I will go for the Belgium chocolate cake with vanilla mouse." He suddenly whispered out of the blue.

"That's great…..now that you have decided I guess you don't need me anymore." I raced out of my seat like I had been burned. I just really wanted to get away from him.

"Bella….don't you need a ride home?"

Crap in my haste to get away I hadn't thought of that. I don't think I could stomach the ride home with him. I needed to get away and I needed to clear my head.

"No…I…umm….I….I have a friend who lives not far from here, it's only a ten minute walk down the road, I'm sure she'd love to give me a ride home."

I was a terrible liar, everyone who knew me knew I couldn't lie to save my life and even though he had only known me a few small hours I got the distinct feeling he could also see I was lying.

He however must have decided not to press the issue as he simply nodded his head… "I will need your number though, Tanya will be holding an engagement celebration and she will want you to meet both our families before the wedding."

I quickly wrote my phone number with a pen and paper he had provided….I hope he didn't notice how shaky my hand writing was.

After I had exited the shop I ran faster than I had ever ran before, which was in fact rather dangerous for me. When I ran I would usually end up on my backside, I was the clumsiest person to ever walk the planet.

I waited until I got to the end of the street and had turned the corner before I stopped running and pulled out my phone, I dialled the number with extremely shaky fingers.

"Angela..."

"Hi Bella, what's wrong."

"Could you please ask Victoria to give you a couple of hours off? I need you to pick me up."

I told her where I was and she said she would be here as soon as possible. I felt guilty dragging her all the way out here but I just had to get away from Edward.

I don't think I can plan this wedding. I muttered to myself as I leant against the wall and waited for Angela to pick me up.

AN - I still don't quite know whether I should continue with this story or not. It will all depend on the response I get. So please, please review as it will decide whether there will be a chapter 3. If you all want a chapter 3 would you like it to be Edward or Bella's point of view? I would like to know what my readers would prefer.

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