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Will it be lucky bachelor number seven? I guess we'll see.

Chapter 12

I'm not sure I even introduced myself to James and judging by Jasper's grin, maybe I didn't. Surely I did or they would've cut the filming and done the introduction again. Whatever happened, I'm just glad he's gone for now. I have a feeling he'll be like a fly on shit and will constantly be swarming me. Okay, that was kind of a gross thought.

I shake my head and focus as the next truck pulls up, this one another forest green pickup, but it's slightly different and has a classic flair to it. I'm already impressed and the man hasn't even stepped out yet.

Seconds later, I'm anxiously anticipating seeing who owns those brown cowboy boots that just stepped out of the truck.

The air gets thick and it's hard to breathe as he comes into view. His hair is nothing short of spectacular with an odd shade of golden brown with a touch of red, dare I say bronze even. It's perfectly coifed too in that sexy, just rolled out of bed way. Is it sad that I'm already this turned on but just his boots and hair?

My lusty gaze continues to see if the face matches just as well and HEL-LO Mr. Gorgeous Greens. His eyes are the color of emeralds and oh how I hope to make them shine.

His grin is more of a smirk and I'm praying he won't be like Mr. Squeaky Jake from a few moments ago.

"Dear God, it's me, Bella, I know you love me as I love you, so please, please let this gorgeous man in front of me have a nice voice. Thank you, Amen."

He walks closer and seems nervous as well and dare I say he had a trace of a blush on that beautiful face. All I can think of is that Berlin song, "Take My Breath Away."

Oh shit! I think I just sang that out loud. Seconds later, I know I did as Mr. Gorgeous Greens and chiseled jaw confirms it.

"Well, honey, you stole my line. You my darlin', take my breath away indeed. I'm Edward by the way." While he sounds confident in his speech, the slight pink hue of his cheeks, tells a different story.

This one here is a keeper and I'm definitely feeling those sparks. His voice is satiny smooth and sexy as well.

I giggle at him like a schoolgirl and offer my hand to shake, wishing he'd be the one to kiss it. "Hi, I'm Bella and it's really great to meet you. Can't wait to talk to you a little more in just a bit."

It's a little awkward for a moment as we both try to decide proper protocol for this situation. I mean it wouldn't be really appropriate for Miss Georgia Peach to hump Mr. Gorgeous Green's, like a dog in heat, on national television, would it?

We settle for a gentle hug instead and my soul mate walks slowly away from me and into the lion's den.

I suddenly want to gasp out like Rose in Titanic, "Come back, Come back!" Instead I just watch his beautiful backside grow further and further away from me.

A/N: There he is, lucky number seven. Oh the fun still to be had with these characters. Hope you'll all stick with me.