A/N: Yes, I already had this finished so here ya go.
I haven't, however, finished the next chapter...so the next update won't be as soon.
But hopefully it won't be as bad as last time.
When I actually know exactly what I want to write, it takes a lot less time then having to think everything through. Lol.

This is the longest chapter yet, btw!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or The Bachelorette! Don't wish I did, either.

First Sight

Bella POV

Los Angeles, California

May 2009

My body felt hazy and numb and my head was throbbing in pain. My arms and legs were heavy with exhaustion, though I couldn't recall what exactly caused this feeling.

I racked my brain to come up with some idea of what happened. I then remembered we were in Los Angeles at a hotel, setting up the final details before the show. Alice, Rose and I had gone to the pool and I had slipped and fallen in the water.

But what happened after that?

Figuring out my surroundings became a struggle; the headache I had taking over any conscious thought I may have.

The musky smell of men's cologne mixed with a bit of mint…and something else I couldn't quite pin point.

Was that coffee? Oh god! Did I die? Does God wear cologne? Do they have coffee in heaven?

Everything was still black, most likely from the fact that I kept my eyes shut. The only thing I could hear was the ticking of a clock.

Tick, tock, tick, tock. I can't be dead, it shouldn't be this uncomfortable.

"Bella," A smooth, deep voice called out.

My senses were getting clearer. I knew I was lying down because I felt no pressure on my feet and I was surprising relaxed other than the fact that my head was killing me.

I tried to speak but I'm sure it came out sounding less than coherent. "Hmm?"

"Can you hear me, Bella? I need you to open your eyes for me." The voice was now clear as day and my senses were back full force. I groaned, realizing I didn't know where I was or who was speaking to me.

Slowly, I opened my eyes and was met with a pair of bright green eyes and bronze tousled hair. The man standing above me had a serious jaw line of steel. He also wasn't wearing a shirt. His concern for me is palpable in his limpid green eyes. Yet, I don't even have as clue to who he is.

"Umm…Hi?" I sounded like a blazing idiot, but I had no idea what to say to him seeing as I didn't even know whohe was or even where I was. His smooth chest also wasn't helping.

"How does your head feel?" He took my wrist and placed his thumb at my pulse point.

"Like I just got hit with a wrecking ball," I responded. My voice sounding a bit raspy from the water I had inhaled.

"Can you sit up?"

"I think so … Um, not to be rude or anything, but who are you?"

He smirked; an adorable crooked grin spread across his face. "My name's Edward."

"Okay… that doesn't give me much to go off of." I tried to look around but all I could see was him. He was very distracting. "Were you at the pool, too?" I indicated with at nod at his state of dress; or lack thereof.

What the hell is wrong with me? Now he's going to know I was staring at his chest. Perfect.

He chuckled, walked over to his suitcase and put on a shirt, before walking back over to where I was lying.

"Yes, I saw you hit your head on the railing to the entrance of the pool when you slipped and fell. I got you out of the pool… you seem to be fine, but you might have a minor concussion."

"How do you know?" I realized after I spoke that my voice sounded a lot harsher than I meant, my annoyance of the situation getting the best of me. I smiled a little to show I wasn't angry with him.

"I'm a doctor at Children's Hospital in Chicago," he said seriously. His mouth turned up in the corners the slightest bit. He obviously found our exchange amusing.

He was checking your pulse earlier, you idiot.

"Oh," I said, feeling the blood rush to may face.

"Now, do you think you can sit up?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah. I think so." I moved to get up, Edward stood slightly to my left to help me sit up. The cool air whooshed against my body and I become conscious of the fact that I was still in the bikini Alice made me wear. And that I was soaking wet.

Oh, lord. I don't think I could have been more embarrassed. My embarrassment factor reminded me of that game at the carnivals when people hit the mallet on the large button making the arrow sky rocket to the top, effectively ringing the bell. My bell just rang.

There was an awkward silence while I let my spinning head and embarrassment sink in. Edward didn't say anything. Then I remembered…

Alice. Rose. The two obnoxious men from the pool.

"Where are my friends?" Alice and Rose would never leave me with some random stranger— albeit a rather gorgeous random stranger, but still…I knew that Rose and Alice would never leave me like this; at least without good reason, one that usually involves a boy or two.

"They went to get you some ice and pain medication, from the Concierge."

That makes sense…I guess. Why would they both need to go? I made a mental note to bring it up later.

"Oh..." I said, I looking around the room. It was definitely one of the hotel's suites but I wasn't sure which one. I just knew that it wasn't mine. I could faintly hear classical piano music, but didn't know where exactly it was coming from. The walls were light beige and donned framed paintings. The kind size bed had a crème coverlet with deep maroon pillows. "Where are we?"

"In my suite," he responded while moving aside a bit so I could see. My cheeks flushed again realizing I was alone, in a hotel room, with a gorgeous man, clad in only a wet bikini.

"Oh," I mumbled, embarrassed about the whole situation.

He laughed. "Is that the only word you know?"

"Not exactly. I'm just annoyed," I sighed. I smiled to show it wasn't at him, "and slightly embarrassed."

"Oh." I could tell that my answer disappointed him. He thought that I was annoyed with him.

"Is that the only word you know?" My mockery ignited that perfect crooked grin on his face.

"Touché." He seemed to still think I was annoyed at him because his voice held less emotion.

"I'm annoyed at the situation," I explained. I didn't want him to think that I was ungrateful of his help. I then thought of another question before he could ask why. "Why are we in your room?"

"It was closer than yours from the pool. I suggested we take you to the hospital but your friend…Rose, I think, suggested that wasn't the best idea."

I made a mental note to thank Rose profusely. "So, how did you…?" I didn't really know how to phrase the question I wanted to ask, but he managed to understand what I was saying.

"I had come in right after the two idiots splashed you. I saw the whole thing."

"Even when Rose blew up and yelled at them," I laughed, trying to lighten the awkward tension.

He chuckled. "Yes, that too. I saw you start to fall but didn't make it over in time to catch you…I'm sorry."

I looked at him incredulously. "There's nothing to be sorry for. I fall all the time. I wouldn't expect a stranger to be able to catch me… It's really no big deal."

"Do you want to…maybe…get changed into something more comforting?" He looked down at my body for a mere second before he snapped his eyes up and kept them locked on my face, not looking anywhere past my neck.

Oh that really helps my confidence.

"Uh…yeah, that's probably a good idea...but I don't have any clothes." My face flushed even more crimson at my state of undress. I was beginning to think it might be permanently red at this point.

"You can borrow something of mine, until your friends get back, of course," he offered.

"Umm…I can just go up to my room and get something." I didn't want him to think he had to lend me something out of kindness. My room couldn't be far so it would be easier to wear my own clothes.

Easier? Who cares about easier? He was offering me to wear his clothes and I refused!? What is wrong with me?

"I think that your friends have your room key," he responded thoughtfully.

"Oh, right."

Well, damn it. This is awkward.

"I'll just get you a t-shirt." He walked over to his luggage sitting on a couch on the other side of the room.

I sat up and perched myself against his headboard and pillows to get more comfortable. The pain in my head had dulled to a light ache, but I still felt slightly uncomfortable.

"Here." He handed me a deep navy button up shirt.

It was huge, but better than wearing just my wet bikini so I grabbed the shirt from him and slid it on, buttoning the front and rolling up the sleeves.

"Thanks," I replied shyly.

"No problem."

There was an awkward silence before I decided to break the tension; my curiosity getting the best of me.

"So what are you doing here?"

"Well, I thought you wouldn't want to wake up alone in my room…and it doesn't take too many people to run down to the Concierge…" He looked thoroughly confused at my question

I laughed. "No, I mean, in Los Angeles…at this hotel."

He seemed to look uncomfortable at my question, which I couldn't understand why.

"Just… I have…a commitment," he answered.

I had no idea why he was acting so weird, but it wasn't any of my business so I dropped the subject.

Why do you care so much? You barely even know him!

"What about you?" he asked curiously.

Shit.

What was I supposed I tell him? I didn't want to tell him about the show, it was just…weird. I shouldn't be embarrassed but I was.

"Oh, my friends, Alice and Rosalie, and I are here…on a vacation." It wasn't a blatant lie, just skirting around the truth. Technically, they were here on a vacation. I failed to mention my part in that equation, that's all. My awkward answer must have pleased him because he didn't say anything else on the matter.

"What do you do for a living?" he asked me, breaking the pause.

"I'm an author and an editor," I answered, wondering why he wanted to know.

"Anything I might have read?"

I shook my head laughing. "I've never had anything published. I just enjoy writing. Editing pays the bills."

He smiled while looking thoughtful for a moment before he asked, "Where do you live?"

"Seattle," I responded.

At that moment, I heard the door in the living area of the suite rattle, signaling the arrival of someone.

"Honey, we're home!" A deep voice rumbled through the walls of the suite. What? Who was that?

Edward seemed to notice my confusion because he looked at me apologetically and shrugged.

"Shut up you Jackass! She might still be knocked out!" I recognized Rose's voice immediately and sighed in relief.

"She's awake." The tone in Alice's voice told me that she was smiling. What the hell was that supposed to mean?

"You are so creepy, you little pixie…but I like it," The man with the deep voice chuckled.

As soon as that sentence was finished, Alice and Rose rounded the corner into the bedroom with the two guys from the pool following right behind.

"Hey, B," Rose smiled as she tossed me a small bag with Tylenol and a water bottle in it. As I took the pills, I raised my eyebrows in question of what was going on. Alice just smiled and winked at me.

"Is someone going to explain…," I trailed off, waving my hands at everyone.

Why were the people from the pool here? Why did they both look so smug? Why did they leave me alone with Edward?

Not that I was complaining, it just didn't seem like something Alice and Rose would do. It really only takes one person to go to the store.

"That's Emmett and Jasper," Edward introduced gesturing his hands to them. "My friends." That made sense.

Once he spoke I realized how close we had gotten. He smelled too damn good, I couldn't help but gravitate towards him. I quickly leaned back against the headboard to clear my head. Edward sat in the middle of the bed and leaned back on his hands.

I looked back over at Alice and she gave me a pointed look. Clearly, our behavior did not go unnoticed.

"Can I talk to you guys for a minute…alone?" I asked. I needed to know what was going on, because they apparently had something up their sleeves.

"Sure," they replied in unison with innocent smiles.

I walked past Emmett and Jasper and heard them laughing.

Once we had gotten into the living area and closed the door to the bedroom, I turned around and spoke.

"So, I see you guys got…close." Rose winked. I blushed from her comment.

"What the hell is going on?" I purposely ignored her comment.

"Nothing," Alice answered.

"Bella, you hit your head. I think you're a bit confused," Rose stated.

"Well, yeah I'm confused! Those guys you were yelling at not too long ago, you're now best buds with? Why did you leave me here alone? What has you looking so smug? And…"

Alice cut me off before I could finish with anymore questions.

"Whoa. Slow down!" She looked thoughtful for a minute before answering. "While you were playing doctor with McDreamy, we grew to like Emmett and Jasper, thank you very much. They actually aren't that bad…" During her miniature speech, her tone had gone from teasing, to wistful, to somewhat defensive.

"Alice, you barely even know them."

"You can learn a lot about people in short time, Bella," Rose answered matter-of-factly.

She had a look of adoration and that's when I realized what all this was about. I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed right when they walked in the door. It was painstakingly obvious.

"You like them don't you," I accused. It was a statement more than a question.

"Bella," Alice started to get defensive but I knew that tone.

"Don't even bother, Alice. Just answer the question." I wasn't angry, just annoyed that she was avoiding the question.

"Yes! I know I haven't known Jasper for that long but it's like he's my soul mate. I don't think anyone could be anymore perfect for me," she answered wistfully.

"Wow," I said eyes wide. This was a first and I honestly didn't know what to think.

Soul mate? Seriously?

I decided not to respond. I didn't really know what to say to that. "So Rose, you have taken to Emmett I presume?"

"God, Bella. We aren't in 19th century England, cut the dramatics." She rolled her eyes. "Yes, I like him. He's amazing, and he's hot. Enough said."

"Okay, so…fine. You like them. I'm happy for you, really." I looked at them both in the eyes to show my seriousness before continuing. "But you never answered my questions."

"Fine," Alice huffed. "We left you here with him because, news flash, Bella, he's hot and he's a doctor. We honestly didn't think it was a big deal." She rolled her eyes.

I scoffed. "So…let me get this straight…I'm passed out from nearly drowning, all the while you guys were thinking how hot he was?" I wanted to be angry but grateful at the same time, because they had a valid point. He was good looking.

What has gotten into me?

"Technically, we were staring at our men. But I won't lie, he's not bad on the eyes…at all," Rose chimed in.

"Our men"?

"Thanks, I feel so loved," I quipped.

"Seriously, Bella? You know we would never leave you unless we knew you were safe. He told us you were going to be fine. He's a doctor. Nothing a few Tylenol and an ice pack couldn't fix."

"He's a stranger!" A hot stranger, but a stranger nonetheless.

They both burst out laughing. "We're not in the second grade anymore, B... Stranger Danger is long gone."

I glared at them not even bothering to respond. I didn't know what to say if I opened my mouth anyways.

Yes, he was handsome…or hot as hell. Either one. But still, they didn't even know him and they left me alone?

"Edward saved you. He's staying here with Emmett and Jasper at the hotel, plus he is a nice guy, and he was genuinely concerned about you when you hit your head at the pool," Alice started.

"Stop over thinking it," Rose added.

I sighed, willing to drop the subject for now. "So what do we do now? And you never answered my second question. What was with all the giggles?"

They both looked down at my body and then smiled huge grins. Then I remembered what I was wearing and blushed.

"He was being nice. I was cold. It was his medical duty….shut it."

"Say it," Alice said.

"What?"

"That we were right," she stated matter-of-factly.

"No."

"You know it's true," Rose said with a knowing smile. Ugh.

"Fine! You were right; he is incredible. What else do you want from me?" My attempt at sarcasm alleviated the final bits of tension in the room.

"To tell us why you both were so close when we walked in…" Alice wiggled her eye brows suggestively.

"Shut up," I said as sternly as possible, but the small smile playing at my lips gave me away.

He was beautiful, yes, and I was now obsessed with his smell. I just didn't want them to know that. They would never end up dropping it.

"We should all go out to dinner! You know, to thank them for their kindness," Alice said with a wink.

"I love that idea," Rose deviously responded.

"I don't know, we've already caused them enough trouble."

"Bella…damn it, I want to go out with that hunk of a man in there and you aren't stopping me," Rose exclaimed.

Both Alice and Rose walked past me to go back into the bedroom. I really had no other choice but to follow them.

I walked over to Edward who was still lying on his bed against the headboard with his legs crossed at the ankles splayed out in front of him. His crooked grin nearly made my knees buckle. He was perfection.

Alice and Rose were talking to Jasper and Emmett in the other room, clearly leaving us alone to talk.

"So, you probably want this back…" I muttered.

"Bella, you can give it back to me later…it gives me an excuse to see you again," he replied with that goo inducing smile.

I blushed furiously. "O-Okay."

He stared deep into my eyes and I did the same for him, just looking. The room was silent expect for our breathing and the ticking of the clock. I realized then that I was leaning into him again.

My subconscious must have a thing for him…

"Are you feeling better? The medication should have kicked in by now," he stated, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, I feel a lot better. Thank you for everything," I genuinely replied.

"Actually, you can let us repay for your help by going out to dinner with us? We haven't had a chance to go out yet," Alice's voice sounded from the doorway. I hadn't even noticed she walked in.

I blushed again at her obvious attempt at asking them out.

"Do you want to go out with me?" Edward quirked an eyebrow and gave me a small smile, showing that he was just teasing.

"No! I mean… yes! I…I do… I just don't want you to think you have to…" I stuttered awkwardly.

Gosh, he must think I am such an imbecile.

"Okay then, we'll meet you guys in your rooms at…seven?" Edward looked at his friends and they both nodded eagerly from the doorway.

"Rooms 402 and 404," Rose stated confidently, smiling seductively at Emmett.

"See you soon," Edward whispered in my ear. I had not even realized he stood up from the bed.

He was standing so close and all I could smell was him, all I could see was him, and I could hear was him. God, he was dazzling me.

"Uh-huh," I mumbled too dazzled by him to even for a coherent sentence. He chuckled at my jumbled state.

I barely knew this man, and yet he already left me speechless. This is going to be a long night.