A/N: I am taking creative license with this story. I am by no means saying that this is what happens when you hire an escort. But this is what is going to happen for this story. I am going off of the idea of someone that is hired only to be a date, and nothing else. No touching of any kind is allowed in this story's universe. This is a concept that I just thought off. I have no idea what escorting is really like, so don't get too lost on the details. This is just for fun. I hope that you enjoy this story and go along for a ride. I think that it will be a fun one.

1. The Deal

Edward POV:

I was nervous as I rode down the Charlotte streets towards the building that housed Alice Brandon's Dating Service. Yes, I was buying a date. See, my mother hast this habit of setting me up with girls of questionable morals, almost like she thinks that I need to get laid, which is not something that I want think about my mom thinking about her oldest son. She wanted grand kids, and I was the only one left out of three children that hadn't settled down yet. My family had set up a family vacation to Hawaii for two weeks, and to get my mom off of my back, I was going to make sure that I had someone to take with me, insert Alice Brandon.

I owned my own business that had been very successful, and one of my college's mentioned Alice's company to me once before. We were having a company party around the holidays and he told me about it when I told him that I didn't have a date. I hadn't wanted to take his recommendation because I didn't want to show up with a total stranger on my arm who worked for a questionable company. And then I did research on it, and it turned out to not be what I thought that it was. It wasn't your typical escort service. The girls, and guys, that worked there were only to be dates, no sex was allowed among the clients and workers, which eased my anxiety about going in today.

I was still uneasy about going to meet Alice, but she had been nice enough on the phone. She told me that she ran a tight ship, and her employees, and clients, were to follow them exactly. She'd sounded nice, but also like someone that made sure that things went the way that she wanted them to when it came to her business.

When I pulled into the parking lot of the small brick building, I parked in a spot closest to the door. The lot was mostly empty, only a few cars lined the last row on spaces. The door dinged when I walked in, the cool air hitting my skin, feeling nice after being in the hot, humid North Carolina weather. I rubbed my hands against my pants to get the sweat off of them. My palms always sweat when I got nervous, and boy was I nervous as I approached the reception desk.

"Excuse me," my voice broke, and I cleared it, hoping that the girl didn't notice.

"May I help you?" the girl looked at me. She was very attractive with blonde hair and blue eyes. Her name tag had the name Lauren on it. She was chomping on gum, which wasn't very flattering.

"I am here to see Alice Brandon." I watched as she typed somethings into the computer, still smacking her gum as clicked away, most likely looking at the appointments that they had lined up for the day.

"You're Edward Cullen?" she looked at me expectantly.

"Yes." I nodded, trying not to get anxious. The longer I stood there, the more I lost my nerve.

"I will call her for you," she picked up the phone, hitting some buttons. "Miss Brandon, your two o'clock is here." she listened to the voice on the other end for a second, "Yes, ma'am." she hung up the phone, her attention coming back to me, "She will be right up."

"Thank you." I looked around the waiting area, pictures by local artists were hung on the wall, making it feel homey. Plush looking chairs lined the walls, decorative pillows stacked on either end. The area smelled of vanilla, relaxing me.

"Mr. Cullen," I turned to see a short, blacked haired woman making her way over to me. She was very young, which surprised me. The way that she had talked on the phone, she'd seemed older, but she could command a room with her presence. Her blue eyes were kind, as she shook my hand. "Right this way."

She led me down a short hallway to an office at the very end. It was a small space that was filled with pictures, both personal and art. I took a seat in one of the chairs that sat in front of the desk, her taking a seat in her office chair.

"What brings you in today?" she folded her arms on top of her desk, the sleeves of her suit bunching up in her elbows, revealing the pale skin of her wrists.

"Well," I licked my lips, thinking of where to start.

"You don't have to be so nervous," she laughed, leaning back in her seat, the epitome of ease. "None of us here bite."

"I have never done something like this before." I admitted. I threaded my fingers together on the surface of the desk so she wouldn't see how my hands were shaking.

"I can imagine," she inspected my face, "you don't seem like the type that would need help finding a date with a handsome face like yours." her comment was both flattering and uncomfortable.

I cleared my throat, "That's the thing. None of the right women throw themselves at me. My mom sets me up with women that only want sex, and with my job, I just don't have the time to date." I shifted in my seat, the chair squeaking at I did so.

"So, what exactly is it that you need?" her voice was all business now, making it easier for me to talk to her.

"My family and I are going on vacation for two weeks, and I need a date to take with me so I can get my mom off of my back." I spit out, my leg bouncing against the floor.

"Where are you going?"

"Hawaii."

"Ah," she said, going to her computer and doing something for several seconds. Looking carefully through something. "I have the perfect girl for you." she announced standing. "If you will follow me, you can meet her and see if she will be what you're looking for." she led me to a room that held a kitchen and sitting area, girls were sitting there watching something on the TV, but the girl with brown hair that sat away from the others, reading, caught my eye. "She's younger than most, but very wise beyond her years. She's a very sweet girl." she cleared her throat, "Bella."

I watched the girl with the book look up, her eyes going from Alice to me, then back. She stood from her seat, putting a bookmark in her book before walking over to us. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun, no makeup on her face, making her look even younger than she was. I found the old t-shirt and jeans endearing and refreshing, making me think that she was comfortable in her own skin. She didn't look to have an tattoos and alabaster skin was perfectly smooth. Her eyes were the color chocolate, and if I wasn't careful, I could get lost in them.

"Alice," she greeted her boss, her voice smooth as silk.

"Bella, this is Edward, Edward, this is Bella." she introduced us, Bella giving me a shy smile. "He's going on vacation with his family and needs someone to go with him, would you be interested?"

Bella looked at me nervously, biting her lip before nodding, "Yes, ma'am."

"Excellent!" Alice clapped her hands excitedly, "Why don't you two go out to the pool out back and get to know each other." she motioned toward the door to my right, "And when you're ready, we'll go over the necessary rules and all that jazz."

"Is she always like that?" I asked, watching Alice practically vibrate as she left us alone.

"She's very eccentric." Bella laughed, pushing hair behind her ear, "Shall we?" she nodded her toward the door.

"After you."

I followed Bella out to the pool area, the humidity instantly making sweat gather on my brow. The pool was huge, the patio area covered with chairs and tables, there was even a pool bar at the opposite end. We sat down at one of the umbrellaed tables, sitting across from each other.

I could hear the cars passing on the road, the sound filling the silence that commenced between us, but it wasn't awkward or uncomfortable, just quiet.

"How old are you?" I asked, the first thing that came to mind. She looked at me, blushing, not expecting that question.

"Twenty-one. I'll be twenty-two in September."

I nodded, her birthday was in five months.

"How old are you?" she bit her lip, awaiting my answer.

"Twenty-seven." I watched her face as she took in my answer, rolling it around in her head. She was older than I was thinking she was. She didn't look over eighteen. "How long have you worked here?"

"Three years," she looked at her hands as she talked, like she was ashamed of this, "I needed the money for college, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to afford to go. I'm actually graduating a year early, so I guess something worked out."

"Where do you go?" my interest was piqued. This girl must have be smart to graduate early. I had always found the human mind fascinating.

"Wake Forest. I'm studying business administration." her cheeks were once again flushed, making her even more fascinating then before.

"What do you want to do with it?"

"I don't know yet. I still don't have everything figured out and graduation is in two months."

"You could always come work for me," I teased, "We're always looking for new people."

"What do you do?" her brow furrowed. It was always nice to find someone who didn't know who I was. My business had done well from the beginning, and everyone knew my name. We'd acquired other businesses, and the company was growing at tan alarming rate.

"I own Cullen Enterprises."

She blanched, her face flaming, "I had no idea..." I cut her off.

"Don't worry about," I patted her hand, shocks of electricity going up my arm, she gasped, telling me that she had felt it to.

She pushed back from the table, "We should get inside, Alice is wanting to talk with us."

"Okay." I replied dumbly. I had no idea what the fuck had just happened, but I wanted to feel it again, making this arrangement dangerous.

&7&

Bella POV:

Today started out like any other. I would up at seven and did my morning workout. Alice wanted us to all stay in shape, putting us on strict diet and exercise plans. I hated it, but the job required it. We were to look pretty on the arm of whoever we were working for. At first, I had been starving, but after three years, I'd gotten used to it. I couldn't wait until I got a real job and could once again eat the biggest cheeseburger known to man, that, out of everything, was what I looked forward to the most.

I lived with two other girls that worked for Alice, Jessica and Angela. They were nice enough, but we didn't hang out much, in fact, I didn't hang out with anyone that I worked with. I preferred to keep it professional, despite living with two of them.

When I got back from the gym, I hopped in the shower, using my usual strawberry shampoo and body wash that I had gotten at CVS. Alice gaffed when I told what I used, saying that I should spend more on hair care and body products, but that just wasn't who I was. I didn't like to spend money on things that I didn't need, even though I didn't need to pay rent. Alice owned the building that we lived in, she owned most of the things that we were in my life these days. I couldn't even have a relationship.

"Morning, Bella." Jessica came out of her room, Mike following behind her. Mike also worked with us, and lived across the hall. He and Jessica consistent slept together, something that was against the rules.

"If Alice finds out about you two, you'll both be out of here." I commented, fixing a bowl of yogurt and granola.

Jessica rolled her eyes, "What she doesn't know won't hurt her." she pulled the carton of eggs out of the fridge, "You know if you'd lose your V-card, you might not be so uptight."

"I'm not uptight," I took a bite of my breakfast, "I just follow the rules."

"Have you always been a goodie two-shoes?"

"Yes." I answered, taking my breakfast into the living room.

I relaxed most of the morning, finishing up homework for my class on Monday. My teachers knew that I traveled for work, they just didn't know what I did, and I wanted to keep it that way. We I did have to travel, most of the time I heard about the day before, in that case, I would e-mail my professors, telling them how much class that I would be missing. They were always willing to work with me. I only had one teacher not happy with me, but I ignored it. I just wanted to get through college as fast as possible, so I was graduating this year instead of next.

I arrived at work around noon, parking in my usual space. The scent of vanilla hit me as I walked in, making me instantly ill. Before working here, I loved the smell, but now I hated it.

"It is particularly suffocating today, isn't it?" Lauren's voice came from behind the desk. She was fairly new. Alice hired her a few months ago to man the front desk, something that we had really needed.

"Yeah." I walked over to her, "Do I have anything?"

Alice sometimes gave us appointments in advance, but most of the time we arrived, and got paid to sit around until someone that wanted our services walked in.

"No, but we do have a newbie coming in at two."

"Okay." I usually got the new people, being as I was the one that had been here the longest. "Thank you, Lauren."

"You're welcome." she smiled at me. She was a really sweet girl, with a really bad gum habit that I was trying to break her of.

I settled on one of the couches in our sitting area with a book that I was happy that I had brought. Others arrived, turning on the TV that I ignored, preferring to get lost in a book. Even when I was little, I never liked TV, I preferred my mom to read to me.

I lost track of time, and before I knew it, Alice was calling my name. I looked up to see the most beautiful man that I had ever seen standing next to her. He had to be over six feet because he towered over her small form. He bronze hair that was crazy on top of his head, looking like sex hair. I got up and walked over to him, all the while wondering why he needed to pay for a date, especially after I looked into his dark green eyes. I had to stop myself from looking at them so I didn't get lost.

Alice informed me that he needed someone to go on vacation with him and his family, and asked me if I was interested, which was customary for her. She never wanted us to take someone on that we weren't comfortable with. When I said I would, she became ecstatic, like always, before sending us out to get to know each other before completing the necessary paperwork.

He asked me how old I was and I told him, feeling more and more at ease with him. That was until he told me who he was. I felt like an idiot for not knowing he was the Edward Cullen that owned half of the businesses in the high rises down town. When he touched my hand, and I felt that jolt, I immediately stood, going back inside to Alice's office. He followed silently behind me.

"There are some ground rules," Alice pulled out a contract from one her drawers, grabbing two pens, "No touching, except in public to keep up appearances, such as: kissing, hugging, holding hands, etc." she turned the page, "No intimate touching, or sex of any kind. My girls are to retain morals." she turned the page once again, "There is to only be a professional relationship. You are not to fall in love. Once that is involved, you are no longer allowed to see each other. Not even on your own time." she placed the contract in front of each of us, "Is there any questions? We both shook our heads, "Good, sign on the dotted lines."

I took a deep breath before signing my name, watching Edward do the same. I set the pen on the desk, watching Alice look over the contract one more time, making sure that she hadn't missed anything. When she was satisfied, she put the contract in a folder, and put it back in a drawer, a different one then she had pulled it out of.

"That's everything," she was looking at Edward who was rubbing his hands on his pants, nervous, "If you have any questions, please feel free to call me," she was about to stand and then remembered something, "One more thing, the contract starts today. Meaning you are spend tonight getting to know each other. It would look weird if you showed up looking like complete strangers." I groaned internally, forgetting that part. It had been a while since I had gone on a trip with a client before, lately I had been doing in town jobs because of school. "Now, that is everything." Alice stood from her chair. "It's been a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Cullen."

"Thank you, Alice." his voice was genuine as he shook her hand.

"I'll see you both when you get back in town." she smiled, watching us both leave the room.

We were both silent as we walked out, the sun was starting to set now, making the skin pink. I loved sunsets, they looked like God was painting us all a picture.

"Which one is your car?" he took out his own keys, walking over toward a silver volvo.

"That one." I pointed to the beat up old truck. It was getting the point that I was going to have to replace it, but I couldn't afford a new car at the moment. It was an eye sore and Alice couldn't wait to not have it sitting in her parking lot.

"Do you want to ride with me?" he swallowed hard when saying this, his Adam's apple bobbing.

I was surprised by his question, usually I rode with clients when we were going to parties, not when we would be going on trips. I liked to have my car, in case something went wrong.

"Okay," I adjusted my bag on my shoulder, "Alice doesn't mind when we leave our cars here."

"Okay then." he smiled at me, walking me over to his car and opening my door for me, something else that shocked me. I wasn't used to anyone opening doors for me.

"You didn't have to do that." I blushed, getting into the car.

"Keeping up appearances." he smiled, closing the door.

We were quiet on the way to his house. I watched the buildings of down town Charlotte whiz past me. When we turned into what I liked to call the 'mansion district', I wasn't surprised. Edward had amassed quite a large empire, not only owning several companies within the town limits, but across the world.

As the houses got larger, the more my heart pounded. When he finally pulled into a driveway, my jaw dropped. I knew he was rich, but I didn't realize he was that rich.

The white house that stood in front of me, took my breath away. It looked like it was taken right out of colonial Williamsburg. Pillars stood on either side of the main entrance, looking like a fortress. It was two stories and huge, bigger than any house I had ever seen before. The house looked bigger than the apartment building I lived in. I felt instantly intimidated.

Edward came around and once again opened the door for me, "What do you think?" he sounded nervous.

I gulped, not able to take my eyes off of the structure, "It's...big."

"I know," he muttered, clearing his throat. "I was in a relationship with someone at the time I bought it. We were thinking about having a big family. I just hate moving."

I had to shake my head to get rid of the image of kids with brown hair and green eyes running across the lawn. Knowing that he wanted a family did something to me. I was feeling things that were very against the rules.

"I have no clothes." it finally occurred to me that I didn't have anything with me other than my purse.

"We can stop at your house on the way to the airport tomorrow." he offered graciously, making me feel better. I could just sleep in the clothes that I had on tonight.

"Thank you." I looked into his greens eyes, getting lost without giving myself permission.

&7&

Edward POV:

When I saw the look of shock on her face, I felt guilty. It hadn't even occurred to me to warn her about the house. It was overly huge, and I wanted it gone from my life. The only memories it brought were bad ones, ones of the woman who had cheated on me in our bed.

I went around to her side of the car and opened the door for her, I could see how pale she was; she looked horrified. I told her the reason behind why I bought the house, she relaxed, shaking her head.

"I don't have any clothes." she said suddenly, making me have very dirty thoughts that I couldn't fight. I wouldn't have minded seeing her without clothes.

"We can stop at house on the way to the airport tomorrow." I offered, trying to think about what she'd wear tonight.

"Thank you." she looked at me and I instantly got lost in her warm brown eyes.

"Do you want a tour?" I tore my eyes from her's.

"Sure." her voice was breathy as we walked up to the front door.

I put the key in the door, turning the key in the door. I welcomed her in, our steps echoing on the marble of the entryway. She gasped, looking around the open space, her eyes going from the chandelier to spiral staircase, she took steps to the dining room, taking in the red walls and oak table and chairs.

"My mom is responsible for the décor." I closed the front door, locking it before following her into the room.

Her hands stroked the smooth top of the table, "She has good taste." she replied, dreamily.

"She likes interior design. Whenever I go to my parents house she has on HGTV." I leaned against the doorway, happy to just watch her take everything in.

"Are you close to your parents?" she looked at me with a curious expression.

"Yeah, we have family dinner every Sunday after church." she nodded, looking at me, her lip between her teeth. "Are you close to your parents?"

"Yeah," she looked down before looking at me, "They don't live here. They're in Washington, where I grew up. I moved here when I started college. I miss them." she looked and sounded sad, the longing for her parents in her eyes.

"I can't imagine being that far away from my parents." I commented, trying to make a connection with her.

"I couldn't either, but they visit me a lot. I just wish they didn't live so far away."

"What do you like to do?" we were walking back into the foyer toward the living room, taking a seat on one of the white couches.

"I read mostly," she let her bag drop to the floor, making herself comfortable, scooting down into the cushions. "I love classics. My mom was the one that got me into them. She would read to me instead of me watching TV and she read Jane Austen and William Shakespeare, and I just fell in love with them."

"I like to read," I followed her lead, molding my body into the cushions. "I like classics, too."

She smiled, "It's hard for me to find someone else that likes them. My roommates think it's boring, but they are also transfixed with The Bachelor."

"You're not a Bachelor fan?" I was relieved to find that she didn't like it. I had caught a few minutes of it once, all the woman fighting with each and throwing themselves at man that other girls wanted. I just didn't get it I guess.

"No. I don't get it. It's not enough time to know if you're meant to be with someone. You need time just the two of you to figure that out."

I looked at this girl that was already making her way into my life, something no one since Tanya had done, "Well, I can show you to the guest bedroom if you like so you get washed up."

"I would like that." she stood and followed me up the second floor, looking at the pictures that covered the walls.

"Is that your parents?" she pointed to a picture just outside the bedroom.

It was a picture of them on their wedding day, cutting the cake, "Yes, it is."

"They look happy."

"They are." I opened the door to the room she would be staying in for the night, "This is it."

"Thank you," she stood in the doorway.

"You're welcome." I stood there for a moment after she closed the door, composing myself. This was going to be a long two weeks.