Chapter one

I was here, in Beverly Hills Hotel, with an angel that went by the name of Emma Watson. She looked gorgeous, not that she didn't always look that way. Even in her gray t-shirt and black shorts. That's how she is to me. Gorgeous, amazing, down to earth, the most beautiful womaninside and out, but most of all perfect. Perfect in every way.

So why was I here? Business. Beauty and the Beast business.

*One Hour Earlier*

"That was a really good par back there, Rupert. Ha, but you do not stand a chance on this hole." Josh said.

"Right! Okay, who has the best score?" I ask.

"You do."

"And who plays here every other week?"

"I do."

"Who has the best score again?"

"You do. Okay, you do. But mark my words this is about to change." Josh lines up for the put.

-RING- My phone goes off as Josh hits the golf ball. I see that it's Emma.

"Hello." "Hey Rupert. Um. Can we meet at Beverly Hills Hotel in thirty minutes?" "Yeah. Sure.""Okay. Bye." –THE LINE GOES DEAD-

"Hey Josh. Sorry, but I have to go."

I took the golf cart to the front and walked to me car. 'Okay ten minutes to my hotel so I can change. And then it takes ten minutes to get to the Beverly Hills Hotel.' I got to my hotel and changed into a pair of blue jeans and a white shirt. I walked out the door and was on my way to the hotel to meet Emma. I pulled out my phone when I got to the hotel and called her.

"Hi." "Hi. Where are you in the hotel?" "I'm in the polo lounge." "Alright. I'll see you in a few.""Wait you are not driving, right?" "Come on Emma I know how you are about us driving and being on the phone. And plus, I'm walking into the hotel." "Okay, Okay. Bye Rupert." Bye Emma." I put my phone in my pocket. And go to where she is.

I spot her across the room. And waved as I made my way to her.

"You're early." She said as I sat down smiling sweetly.

"Only by a few minutes." I say as I grin back at her.

"Still." She sighs.

We don't speak for a few seconds. "So why did you want to meet me?" I ask, taking the pressure off of her momentarily, hating the silence that was hanging between us.

"How have you been?"

"I've been better… What about you? How have you been?" I ask.

"Hum. You know, I've been better." She shrugs her shoulders.

"Yeah, I know. You still dating-"

"No! Are you still…"

"Nope." I reach for her hand and intertwine our fingers. "Emma, you sound like you meant business on the phone. What's wrong?"

She looks uncomfortable for a second, and looks down. Then says. "It's about the movie I might be in."

"Yeah, the remake of Beauty and the Beast. Why does this involve me?" I ask her trying to catch her eye.

She looks back up at me and tells me. "It's the fans. They want you to be my prince."

"Your prince." I whisper slowly.

She starts talking very fast. "Yeah. They want you to be the Beast. I mean, they wrote letters and did polls and everything saying why you need that part. And why us together is such a good idea. And the director thinks it's a great idea. He wants you to come in and do a screen test. And I know it's an amazing idea. I mean all the money the movie will make with us being the front roles. And all the fans will be very happy to see us together on screen. And …"

"Emma! Slow down. Okay. Don't worry I heard everything you just said. But I just have one question."

"Yes."

"What do you want?" I say looking at her.

"I think it will promote the movie even more and bring in a lot more viewers."

I squeeze her hand and search her eyes for what I want to know. "But Emma, what do youwant?"

She takes a deep breath and says. "I want…" She sighs. "Come take a walk with me Rupert."