A/N: Yes, I love you all. Here is PART 1 of the next chapter. Part 2 will be posted either tonight or tomorrow.
Part 2 will be of them at the club and then some Edward/Bella alone time! Whoot whoot!

Hehe Anyways, Enjoy! Let me know what you think and
any questions you want me to have Edward ask Bella and vice versa!

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or The Bachelorette. I don't want to either. This is just for fun.

A Night Out On the Town

Bella POV

Los Angeles, California

May 2009

When Edward walked into the room, I stood frozen. He wore a dark green shirt that matched his eyes flawlessly and dark wash jeans that hung low on his hips. The muscles in his forearms flexed as he shoved his hands into his pockets and walked over to me.

I smiled at him although after seeing him dressed up like that, my confidence shot down the slightest bit. He grinned at me from ear to ear by the time he reached me.

"You look…," he trailed off while shaking his head.

What was wrong?, I thought. Was something wrong with my outfit? Was the dress too fancy? Did he not like it?

"Is it too much? Where exactly are we going? Cause I can change. I have a pair of jeans and a jacket in my room. Should I change? I mean—" I rambled on and on before he cut me off with the sweetest words.

"Beautiful. Astonishing. Sexy. There are no words, Bella, to describe how amazing you look. You're perfect."

I smiled at him as he cupped and caressed my cheeks with his warm hands. I let him know he looked pretty damn good himself before he thanked me and dropped his hand.

I inwardly sighed, sad at the loss of contact. The buzz generated from our skin still resonating on my cheek. I clenched my fists to keep from bringing my hand to my face to feel where he had touched me.

The small gesture of his hands on my cheeks surprised me in the best possible way. With Edward, I felt comfortable and safe. He was inviting and for some reason I could not tell you, I felt like I had known him for a lot longer than a few hours. I couldn't explain the feeling content I felt; I didn't understand it. I decided, though, that dwelling on the whys would screw up my plan; my plan at leaving my comfort zone behind. So, I ignored that train of thought for that time being.

Edward then suggested dinner…and dancing. My god, kill me now. That man had surprised me in everyway since I woke up from my fall. This was the first surprise I did not welcome.

I stared at him in shock trying to come up with the best solution out of this misery. Edward must have noticed my complete distress and asked me what was wrong.

I couldn't come up with any great excuses at the moment, especially with Rose and Alice in the room, ready to counter anything I said. So I stuck with the truth...I told him I couldn't dance.

Of course, he didn't take me seriously. Trying to convince him I couldn't and didn't want to dance was obviously not the right decision when we were in a room full of couples…two of which have know me long enough to not let me pass this "opportunity" up.

Alice vouched for my sanity and acted as if I was just joking and gave me look of death that said, you better go and have fun with this man or I will mess you up three ways to Sunday! I could hear it now.

Right before we were about to head out, I remembered Edward's shirt was left sitting on the bathroom counter in my suite.

After a confirmation that we would meet the others downstairs in a few minutes, we headed into my suite to grab it.

Edward took the shirt reluctantly, saying we could always get it later. We were standing 30 feet from my room. Why would he not want to just take it then? Gosh, it's not like I have cooties.

When he mentioned on staying for a while, I couldn't help but relate. I asked him how long he was staying, hoping to get an idea of how long I would get to see him before he went back to Chicago.

He mentioned staying for a while on his sort-of-vacation. This was a pleasant surprise for me and I resisted the urge to grin widely.

I obviously wasn't going to be telling him about the show. I'm sure he would think I am all sorts of freak. What kind of woman allows herself to go on national television for a reality dating show? Me. I do. What the hell was I thinking?

Right, I wanted to live…spontaneously. I fought the urge to grumble incoherent profanities towards Alice and Rosalie for getting me into this mess.

I didn't, however, miss the ironic fact that if I hadn't been selected for the show, I would have never met Edward.

Getting a little ahead of ourselves, are we? My right shoulder mini-she-devil thought.

No. He obviously likes you, or he would not be here—in this elevator—ready to take you out to dinner. The angel on my other shoulder spoke. He also would not have saved you from the pool incident.

Wouldn't he, though? Wasn't it his job as a doctor to save me? I could have been some old hag and he would have jumped in to save me.

Edward's voice brought me back from my inner monologue. It had only been a few moments before he had spoken.

I realized I had been having a conversation with my fake shoulder devil and angel. I seriously considered my sanity at that point.

"How about you? How long do you plan on staying here?"

What do you say to that? Uh…I don't know a few months? Maybe more? Don't worry, you'll see my bright and shining face on commercials all over the US soon enough. Ugh.

I opted for the easier route. Relate. "Well, same as you: quite a while. I have a lot going on."

I looked down hoping he would not see my face and ask more questions.

"Like what?"

I briefly realized we seemed to have in common one thing; our hesitancy to let the other know our reason for staying in this ungodly city. I was not going to pry, although curiosity was nagging at me to ask him his reasoning. What was he hiding? Stalker? Crazy Ex-girlfriend? Business?

I answered him hesitantly, knowing this was not a blatant lie. "Just…business stuff." I was on a business trip…technically. It was business of a personal matter…involving my not-so-existent love life.

As we walked in silence to his room to allow him to drop of his shirt, I realized it was comfortable silence. Talking wasn't always necessary. Even though I had many questions for him, tonight was not the night to ask them. Tonight, I wanted to let loose and forget about the show and everything surrounding my life back home.

I wanted to enjoy what time I had with Edward, even though that meant having to dance. I was going to be myself, and if he didn't like that, then screw him.

We walked towards the lobby where the rest of our group stood waiting for us.

"Hey guys. Ready to go? We can take the limo, Bella," Alice said while jumping around excitedly.

Alice's words made me tense up, and I glared at her. Why did she have to mention that in front of them, I thought. Isn't Edward going to be suspicious that we have a limo on vacation in LA for just the three of us?

"Limo?" said Edward with a questioning gaze. However, it did not seem to be anything more than curious. I breathed a sigh of relief at his nonchalance while trying to come up with a plausible explanation that would not be a lie.

"Uh, yeah…this trip is sorta special occasion…so we have a limo," I mumbled trying my best to sound like it was not big deal. I didn't want to try to explain what that special occasion was.

He laughed easily and I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding in. "Sure, that's fine. I was just curious."

I glared at Alice once more, communicated nonverbally with my eyes that said, Don't mess this up, they can't know about the show.

I had yet to talk with Rose and Alice about the show regarding Edward, Emmett, and Jasper. Obviously, they were serious about their feelings for them; Alice and her soul mate; and Rosalie with Emmett. I had never seen them so serious about a man before. Ever.

I decided that in that moment, I would forget everything involving my outside life and the complications it could bring to the situation. Like I had promised myself, I would be myself and enjoy our night out on the town, and if Edward didn't like that, so be it.

We got in the limo and sat next to our dates. Edward and I slid down to the middle of the long seat on the right side, Rosalie and Emmett took the left, while Jasper and Alice took the back part of the limo.

Rosalie and Alice immediately started messing with the radio, trying to find some good music to listen too. Once they settled on a Top 40 mix station, we started singing along to the songs freely.

I couldn't help but feel…free, relaxed…happy. This was the first time in forever that I actually felt content.

Being with Edward was easy, simple. I didn't have to work at anything. I did not have to worry about mindless chatter such as small talk and pleasantries; all of that was out the window with him. Conversation flowed and it brought a smile to my face that I could just be without any extra worries.

Shortly after our limo karaoke ride, we arrived at a small Italian restaurant.

Edward, Emmett, and Jasper slid out of the limo first, only to wait outside the door to offer a helping hand to each of us. As Edward took my hand, I inwardly sighed, happy at the contact that generated a light buzz of energy. I had hoped that it was not only the initial shock of my fall or some messed up part of my brain conjuring up that feeling.

I grabbed his hand—a little too forcefully, surprising him with my eagerness—and walked through the doors of the restaurant.

The front room was open, seats surrounding the area for waiting customers. I was surprised to find Edward had made reservations under his name. As he told the hostess his name, she eyed him with a look full of lust. Her bleach blond hair and black lined eyes was faker than a Gucci bag on Broadway. Whoa. Alice is really rubbing off on me.

I kept Edward's hand grasped in mine and hugged his arm to my body as she grabbed our menus and led us to a large round table in a private area of the restaurant. Yeah, he's on a date with me. Bitch.

Edward looked down at me as we went to sit; an amused expression crossing his face. That is when I realized I was clinging to his arm and he couldn't sit down. Sheepishly, I let go as he laughed while pulling out my chair for me to sit, the other men doing the same for Rose and Alice. The table was full with Edward and me in the booth, Emmett and Rosalie across from us and Alice and Jasper to our right, leaving the left area of the round table empty for the waiter and our breadsticks and salad.

"This is such a quant little place," Alice commented while looking at the menu. She and Jasper had been lost in their own little worlds as was Rose and Emmett; I had forgotten we were even with them. On the other hand, maybe it was I lost in my own world.

As we looked over the menus, Emmett decided to start a game.

"Okay, ladies and gents, let's play 20 questions! But instead of two people, we play as a group," he happily said with a glint in his eye.

I got the feeling that this was just who Emmett was; goofy, fun, and carefree. I liked Emmett a lot, even with the little information I knew about him, he seemed like a nice person. Glad Rosalie had found someone special to her; I smiled at her assuring my approval. She laughed and shook her head at his childish nature. It was nice to see Rosalie so casual about everything.

Edward laughed at Emmett's eagerness. "Okay, you ladies up for it?"

Alice rolled her eyes, as did Jasper, as if she would ever pass it up.

"Sure we are. The question is, are you?" Rosalie looked at Edward with an eyebrow raised. I laughed at her attempt to be threatening, although her smile told me otherwise.

Edward chuckled, "Hell yes." He then looked at me next to him with a dubious face, as if to say, Are you up for this?

I nodded and laughed, "Bring it on."

Just then, our waiter showed up—a tall blonde man with blue eyes and greasy skin.

"Hi, my name is Jesse and I will be your waiter for the night," he spoke brightly to our table. "Is there anything I can get you?" He looked at me specifically, leaning in as he spoke in a husky tone, sending shivers down my spine as I fought back the bile threatening to rise in my throat. His breath in my face smelled like nachos and egg, a combination causing my stomach to flip uncomfortably.

Why did I always have to attract the creepsters; the name Rosalie and Alice deemed for the god-awful men that hit on us in public. Only usually, it was just me. While they received napkins after napkins full of numbers from hot men in bars and clubs, I received creepy stares and bad breath from the not-so-good-looking ones in dentist offices and mall parking lots.

Edwards arm sliding around my shoulder brought me back to the present, reminding me the hunk of a man I was out with…on a date. At least, I thought it was a date. He seemed eager enough to want to go out when Alice mentioned it back at the hotel. I was not going to sit there and mull over possibilities about how he may or may not have liked me in a romantic aspect, instead opting to enjoy our night.

Leaning into his obvious, yet futile attempt to steer the waiter from his purvey thoughts, I sighed and smirked at Jesse. He seemed to catch a hint, and looked back over our table, taking our drink order.

And when Edward did not take his arm away from around my shoulder; I didn't complain.

Once everyone was finished giving their drink orders, the waiter sent me one last glance before walking away.

"So here are the rules," Emmett said in an official voice, getting back to our earlier conversation. I chuckled a bit at his seriousness for such a teenage game. "Each person get's twenty questions to ask any one of us, in which case you have to answer truthfully. You get one pass, but must answer an alternative question. Are we clear?" He looked around at all of us as Rosalie smacked his arm lightly and rolled her eyes. Everyone else deemed it funny, though, laughing instead. "I want a clean fight," he stated, raising his eyebrows as if to counter us.

"Emmett, this isn't WWE. Just shut up and start the game," Edward said.

"I know… I've always wanted to say that, though," he bellowed with a bright smile, causing everyone to erupt into laughter once again. "Rose, what is your favorite position…"

She looked sternly over at him and smacked him upside the head. How many times was that tonight, already? I should really keep track.

"In football?" Emmett added.

Edward cracked up laughing, along with Jasper. I let a giggle slip through my façade of acting grossed out.

"Linebacker."

"See! You all have dirty minds! You didn't let me even finish my question!"

The laughter slowly died down. I looked up at Edward from his arm around me and I sighed happily. He looked even more gorgeous with a genuine smile on his face. I was such a sap.

The waiter came back with our drinks, seemingly harmless. After taking our orders and menus, we were back to the game.

"How much do you weigh?" Rose asked curiously but she eyed him like a piece of meat.

He winked before answering. "265 pounds of muscle, baby," he answered a bit too loudly, causing some people in the restaurant to stare.

"Is that true?" I asked, whispering in Edward's ear.

He stiffened for a moment and shuddered before answering. "Yes," he chuckled breathlessly.

"Are you okay?"

"Definitely…more than okay, actually," he answered me, looking straight into my eyes. I then realized our proximity again, and slowly sat back down in my seat.

Alice chimed in, almost too excited for the game. "Jasper, what is your favorite thing to do outside work?"

Emmett wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Shut up, Emmett. Don't even start," Alice interrupted him before he had a chance to open his mouth.

"Hey! You brought that one on yourself, young lady," Emmett pouted.

"Anyways, Jasper?"

"Oh, let me think… it used to be basketball or watching the history channel. But now, I would have to say spending my time with you has become quite pleasant." He winked as she laughed and scooted closer to him. It almost made me want go gag at their apparent teasing and cheesiness; although, if it made Alice happy, I couldn't complain.

"Same question to you, my lady," he replied.

"Shopping, and hanging out with my girls."

"That was such a waste of a question," I laughed. Everyone knew Alice and her love to shop.

Alice stuck her tongue out at me. Then as if she just had an important thought, a slow devious smile spread across her face. She leaned over and whispered into Jasper's ear, then Emmett's. Emmett laughed and did the same for Rosalie.

I turned to whisper loudly into Edward's ear jokingly, "What do you think they are whispering about?"

"I wish I knew," he laughed.

"Alice, what are you doing?" I looked at her with an eyebrow raised, challenging her. Everyone besides Edward and I looked mischievous and I got the feeling this wasn't going to be good.

"Oh, nothing, really," she answered with an innocent smile. "Your turn."

I blushed a bit at the attention, but managed to make myself relax, remembering my promise to myself. "What's your favorite color?"

Edward laughed. "Blue. Or recently, brown."

I cocked an eyebrow in question. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Brown is the color of your eyes."

I blushed furiously, which I'm sure did not go unnoticed.

"What is one decision you have made lately that you regret?"

I looked straight into his eyes and answered. "I don't have any." I wanted to convey the fact that I was glad I met him and was there.

I then become conscious of the fact that I was lying. I did regret something; having to go on the show. Although, if I hadn't decided to do the show, I would not have me Edward at all. It was a bittersweet thought. That's when I started to realize the position I was putting myself in. Quickly, my eyes shot down to my hands in my lap. Lying was never a friend of mine, he would have read right through me and I didn't want to give him the impression I was lying about what I said out loud.

This went on and on for quite a while. Each couple asking their dates different questions ranging from favorite colors, favorite smells, size of shoe they wear, childhood memories, etc.

Around halfway through our questions our food came. I ordered the original lasagna, while Edward decided on the chicken parmesan.

"Yours looks really good," I complemented.

"Would you like to try some?" He cut a piece of chicken and lifted it in question.

I nodded happily. "Yes, please."

Instead of putting the piece on my plate like I thought he would, he slowly brought he fork up to my mouth. I stared at him for a minute trying to figure out what to do before opening my mouth. The chicken tasted heavenly.

I laughed a bit at our cheesiness, just as bad as Alice and Jasper. "I didn't realize we were reenacting Lady and the Tramp."

He just laughed and shook his head, as if disbelieving of my corny joke.

"So…Edward," Alice drawled out. "Who was your last girlfriend and why did you break up?"

I choked on the chicken loudly, causing everyone to stare and snicker. Edward blushed, yes, he blushed while handing me my water.

"Do you need anything?" He looked at me concerned.

I shook my head vehemently and blushed. "No, I'm fine." I shot Alice a dirty look and she snickered, unfazed.

"Well?"

"Um…well, Tanya was a secretary…at J we broke up because she wasn't the person I thought she was."

"J & E?" I recognized the title but couldn't pinpoint where. Also, I wanted to steer the topic away from Tanya.

Was I jealous? Maybe. Had I known the guy for less than a day? Sure. Did I care? No.

"Jasper and Emmet own a real estate business." Oh. Oh.

"I didn't even put two and two together at first! Your business works with all the rich people to find houses," I laughed.

Both men laughed, too. "Yeah, basically," Jasper responded.

I sighed, glad the distraction worked. Alice shot me a pointed look, but I acted as if I didn't notice.

The questions went along the same path: Edward and me. Every other question was targeted at us and none of them were first date suitable.

Who were my ex-boyfriends? Who was my first? On a scale of 1-10, what would I rate Edward?

The list was the same for him. I was utterly embarrassed and permanently red in the face before I finally stood up from the table.

"Alice. Rosalie. Ladies room?"

We got up from the table and walked into the bathroom sitting area. I spun around, pointing at them. "What are you doing?!"

They both looked at me innocently. "I don't know what you're talking about, Bella." Alice smiled.

"You sure as hell do! What's with all the questions?"

Rosalie dropped the act and looked at me seriously. "Bella, we know these are all questions you would be too embarrassed to ask about, so we are doing it for you."

"Thanks, but I really don't need your help!" I stared at them incredulously. What the hell made them think this wouldn't piss me off? "And why would you waste your questions with us? Don't you want to know about Jasper?" I looked at Alice. "And Emmett?" I looked over at Rosalie.

"Technically, we had more chances to talk when you were unconscious in Edward's hotel room. We learned all the basic stuff already. Everything else I want to know, I wouldn't ask in front of you guys," Rose responded.

I huffed and tried to sort through what I wanted to say. "Okay, I get it. But stop. I can handle myself. I'm a big girl. You both need to stop meddling."

Alice looked hurt and Rosalie rolled her eyes. Yet, they both nodded.

"Bella, we only wanted to help," Alice added remorsefully.

"I understand that, really, I do. But please, don't next time. It was over share—especially for first date material…Okay?

They both nodded with apologetic smiles.

"Yeah, yeah." I rolled my eyes teasingly and laughed. "Let's enjoy our dinner with our hunky dates. No more twenty questions."

"Agreed," Alice said.

Rose looked skeptical. "As long as you promise to keep talking to Edward. We see a change in you when you are with him… and we like it. So don't screw it up."

"Well, thanks Rosalie. That means a lot to me," I said dryly, knowing that was the only response I was going to get from her.

Making our way back to the table, I felt relieved the game was over.

Dinner went on easily. Everyone chatted and laughed together. Edward stayed close to me, securing his arm around my shoulder throughout the night. This went on usually when Jesse came by to check on us.

Soon we were full and everyone was giddy to go to the club. Nerves started to kick in at the thought of dancing with Edward. He obviously knew my clumsy ways, yet, I didn't want to embarrass myself any further.

After the men insisted on paying the bill, we walked out of the restaurant and to the limo.

"Ready to go dancing?" Alice asked excitedly once we were all in our seats.

"Hell to the Yes! Fairy Dust," Emmett bellowed from his seat. Alice and Emmett bickered back in forth playfully but I the breathy voice in my ear made me loose all coherent thought.

"I can't wait to dance with you," Edward whispered in my ear. I shivered from his warm breath on my skin.

"Mhmm," was my only reply. He was dazzling me, again. This man had to know the affect he had on me.

He sat back up and chuckled. Yes, he knew.

As we drove through LA, I thought about my earlier promise to myself and repeated it like a mantra. I would be myself. Enjoy the night. No more shy, embarrassed, Bella.

It was time to turn on confident, sexy Bella.

A/N: Thanks for reading! Review and let me know what you think! I want to hear some questions you guys want me to have Edward ask Bella during their alone time. And vice versa. I actually end up getting more messages in my inbox with people saying they love this story than reviews every chapter! I wonder why? Lol.