OK, so before all you football fans start with me. I don't know Jack about football. So, just remember this is fiction


BELLA'S POV

I told Emmett I was going to go check on Lauren, but right now I'm being a coward, I'm hiding in the laundry room cowering down in the corner.

Oh God, am I ready for this. I've closed my heart off for so long, how did I let him in. How in the hell, in a matter of 4 hours, did this man make me feel something, I vowed I would never feel again?

But he makes me feel safe and special, and Lo… No, I won't do it. I will get through this photo shoot, pay the man, and he will be on his way back to the mailroom and Columbia.!

And then I lick my lips again. "Oh, GOOOOOODA!" I can still taste him on my tongue. His sweet soft warm tongue, that taste like caramel apples.

I then get a message on my phone.

Bella, you've got to stop this. You were meant to find love and happiness. Just because they broke your heart, doesn't mean he will too. If you don't give this a try…..Well I quit!- MAGS

Is that little mind reading Yoda blackmailing me? DING

No, it's called coersion.- MAGS. DING

Mushroom ravioli?-MAGS. FUCK!

"Um Em, is mushroom ravioli okay with you?" I call out to him.

"Yeah, great it's my favorite," He says standing right behind me

I scream bloody murder, and I clutch at my chest as I turn around and see that perfect dimpled smile and sea of green eyes.

"GOD, EMMETT! Why'd you sneak up on me like that?" My heart was now pounding 100 miles a minute.

"I'm sorry Bella, baby, I didn't mean to scare you, and I'm not just talking about me sneaking up on you. I'm scaring you by moving too fast, aren't I?" He asked me.

"Em, that's just it, I don't know what's too fast or too slow. I don't know if I'm ready for any of it." I told him never making eye contact with him as I said it.

"Bella, sweetheart, please, don't count me out just yet. I don't know who's hurt you in the past, we've both been hurt, but let's not let them ruin what I know we can have for our future," he said in a whisper as if he had a secret, he didn't want anyone else to know but me.

"Bella, I want to get to know you, everything about you, what you like to eat, what's your favorite color, what you like to read. I want to read you your favorite books and cook you your favorite food." He told me. I cocked my head to the side.

"Do you know how to cook?" I asked him. He then opened his mouth but closed it again.

"No," he finally said. I laughed, wiping away my tears that were now spilling from my eyes, that I didn't even realize I was holding back.

"But that doesn't mean I'm not willing to learn," I laughed again and Emmett gave me his signature smile.

"There, that's my beautiful girl," He said as he took the pads of his thumbs and wiped away my tears.

"Am I your girl Emmett?" I asked him.

"I would like more than anything to say yes, but that's up to you princess. All I'm asking for right now is a chance to prove myself. He said.

"Okay, but Emmett. You have to be patient with me. For the last four years, I've put all my effort in my work. That way I didn't have time to think about what I was missing," I told him.

"And I get that, and I'm willing to be as patient as you need me to be. Now come on, let's get out of here. You need to clean your face before the Yoda comes back. I kind of like my balls where they are. If she see's you've been crying, her dog may be a very happy mutt."

"She didn't?" I asked. He just quirked an eyebrow up at me. I giggled. I'm imagining a 5' nothing Maggie, threatening the balls of this 6'6" giant.

"Oh, you think that's funny do ya? Your assistant threatening my balls? He then picked me up slung me over his shoulder and walked us out of the laundry room. I was giggling and kicking my legs and pounding on his back for him to put me down when we walked right into Aro Volturi. Emmett stopped suddenly and placed me on my feet then turned me around to face Aro. Aro just stood there with a cocky grin on his face.

"Ms. Swan will you meet me in my office in 5 minutes please," he said as he eyed me and Emmett.

I swallowed hard before answering. "Y—Y—Yes sir," I said. He then gave Emmett a wink before walking out.

"OH, God Bella I'm sorry, I hope you are not in trouble because of me." He said with a concerned look. I just looked at him and shook my head before leaving the salon, heading to Aro's office.

How could I be so stupid? I know better than to act like a silly school girl in my place of work. I was an executive for Christ sake. Now I was going to lose everything I'd worked so hard for, again over a good looking man with a kick-ass body and sweet smile. Again I was almost in tears.

"M—M—Mr. Volturi you wanted to see me?" I was trembling.

"Dear, Isabella, Aro, please," He said smiling. "Come don't be frightened."

I walked in to find Lauren Mallory sitting in the office as well, with a sick smirk on her face.

"Isabella, I want you to know that Ms. Mallory is being relieved of her duties as of today," Aro said.

"WHAT!" Lauren roared as she launched out of her seat, and slammed her hands on Aro's desk. "You can't do this to me. I will sue you for every penny you have!

"Oh you foolish girl, you can certainly try, your terms of employment are in an at-will capacity. You are not under contract with us. That means at any time, we can terminate your employment. Now if I ever see you back on our property, I will have you arrested," Aro said to her in a calm even tone. He then pressed the button on his phone. Demetri and Felix were at his desk at once.

"Please escort Ms. Mallory to collect her things and off the property. Make sure you relieve her of her security access," He told them. Lauren went with them screaming as she exited the office.

"I never liked that girl, Now Ms. Swan with that messiness out of the way. I am bringing in the Famous House of Laurent to finish hair and make up for the Calvin Klein shoot. But there will be a slight change in the campaign. You will complete your shoot with Mr. McCarty today. The rest of the week, we will be using him with a number of additional models. But one, in particular, I would like for tomorrow. It will be for the Centerfold of next months issue.

"The rest of the week, I told him he would be going back to the mailroom after two days," I told Aro.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Ms. Swan, you shouldn't make promises you cannot keep. I sent the test photos you sent me to The Calvin Klein Headquarters. And they want him as the face of Calvin Klein. Do you know who that is in the salon?" I just slowly shook my head, no.

"That is an all-star athlete. He won the Heisman trophy his Junior year of college. No other football player has ever done that. He was also the first round draft pick for the New York Giants. As a matter of fact, He started the first ever draft war. He was technically drafted by 4 different teams. The poor lad, unfortunately, was injured in the first season. Though we are unsure why he didn't go back. From what I understand his injuries were not that severe. It seems he chose not to continue his football career," Aro told me.

"Wow, I didn't know you followed football like that. You and my father would get along great.

"Actually I don't. After the salary Calvin Klein wants to offer him, I googled him," He said as he steepled his hands. He then pressed his buzzer on his phone again.

"Yes, sir." The voice came over the speaker.

"Jane, you can send Mr. McCarty in now,"

"Yes, sir."

After about 2 minutes Emmett walked into the office.

"You wanted to see me, Sir?" Emmett said.

"Mr. McCarty. Calvin Klein would like to make you an offer as the new face of Calvin Klein," Aro said to him.

"I don't quite know what that means, Sir," Emmett said.

"Aro, let me try to explain," I said to Aro. He just gestured his hand for me to continue.

"Okay, you know how you get endorsements, where you make more money when you are involved in sports. Well, Calvin Klein would like to endorse you," I told him.

"But I don't play any longer," He said looking at me and Aro.

"Yeah, they don't care, you are still a big name that will make them big money, basically you are bigger than Jackson Rathbone," Emmett looked like he was going in shock. I grabbed his hand and started rubbing circles on the back of his hand.

"Em, are you alright?" I ask him. He just sat there blinking his eyes. I then turned back to Aro but I never let Emmett's hand go.

Aro was sitting there with his head propped on his hand looking at our joined hands with the goofiest grin on his face. I just cleared my throat to get his attention.

"Oh, sorry, I was just enjoying…never mind. Mr. McCarty this is the figure they are offering you," Aro then slid a folder over to Emmett. Emmett picked it up from the desk and opened it. He then stood up so fast, he nearly launched me into Aro's desk.

"HOLY FUCKING SHITBALLS! And this is over how many years?" Emmett asked.

"Oh dear boy, the contract with Calvin Klein will be for 5 years, however, that figure is per year," Aro told him.

"All for just taking some photographs?" Emmett sounded very skeptical.

"Well no, there would be some appearances. A few runway shows, red carpet events, things of that nature. But I would advise having your attorney look over the contract. Now, this is your contract with us.

It simply states that all photographic material must be approved, by Ms. Swan, even if it does not appear in this periodical," Aro stated.

"So basically you are saying I am his exclusive photographer," I asked him.

"That's one way of putting it," Aro grinned sheepishly.

"Oh come on Aro, don't be coy. Why would I approve another photographer's photos?" I asked.

"Well, of course, you can't be held responsible for paparazzi, but if it's in regards to Calvin Klein," Aro said.

"Yes, I understand," I told him. I looked at Emmett, he looked thoroughly confused. I quirked an eyebrow at Aro.

"Of Course, Mr. McCarty, you are under no obligation. If you wish to just work the two days for Bella's campaign, you will be paid thusly, and your work is done," Aro told him.

"When do I need to let them know?" Emmett asked. Aro shift in his seat a little. I furrowed my brow at him.

"Well, they need to know by the end of the shoot with Isabella," Aro stated, "they have other models they'd like to shoot with you. And there is one, in particular, I'd like you to have a few scenes with, and I'd like to be the photographer."

"Who is she," I already knew it would be with a woman, I mean it's known in the business as sex sells.

Aro just smiles his wicked smile. You, Isabella. My eyes widen in shock now.

"You want me! Are you out of your mind Aro?"

"Oh no you don't, you little hypocrite. You talked me into doing this. Are you telling me, that you can't stand on the other side of that lens with me?" Emmett said. I just sat there with my mouth agape. He was right. How can I push somebody else to do something, that I wasn't willing to do myself? I closed my mouth and nodded my head.

"Show me what you had in mind," I told Aro. Aro and Emmett both gave me a cocky grin.

Aro pulled out the sketches I'd already done, using Jackson. He then pulled out a transparency with a sketch of a woman that looked a lot like me. I just lifted my eyes to look at him briefly, before looking at how he placed the transparency over my sketch.

"Am I naked?" I asked with concern.

"No, we would use a skin-tone mesh body suit. Then we'd airbrush." Aro said.

"Not that my body would be okay if I were naked. It's just I would prefer not to be naked with you photographing me." I was so back peddling, and digging myself deeper into a hole, I'm not sure I could get out of now. Emmett just chuckled.

"Your body is just perfect babe," Emmett said.

"How would you know, you haven't seen it yet," I scolded Emmett. He just chuckled some more.

"That, right there, this is why I suggested you. Isabella. The chemistry you two have together. It's abso-fucking-lutely phenomenal, Aro said as he stood up and pointed at the both of us.

"You suggested, don't I get credit for some of it dad?" Maggie said as she walked into the office then, carrying a box of food that smelled delicious.

"DAD!?" Emmett an I said simultaneously

"You don't think I'd have my photographic protege with just any assistant do you?" Aro said. Maggie was now handing out take out trays of food and placing them before us.

"But her name isn't…"

"Volturi? No. I'm a bastard. I was an experiment for my dad, He wanted to see if he could be with a woman, and I was the result." Maggie said.

"Why must you make it sound so vulgar Margurite. You know I loved your mother very very, much," Aro said.

"I know, but you loved your men more, Maggie said. I was learning way more about Aro than I cared to know.

"Anyway, about this photo shoot," I needed to change the subject back to one that I was more comfortable discussing.

"So tomorrow, when you come in, Isabella, you will go straight to hair and makeup. Emmett while your tan is great, I would like it a little darker, especially with the new blonde highlights, so I would like you to get a spray tan, I would like it to really contrast against Isabella's pale skin. We will do the same green boxer brief as in today's shoot. Isabella, I want you with blood-red lipstick, blood red nails a dark smokey eye," Aro explained, and used markers on the transparency to illustrate. All three of us then saw Emmett shift in his seat, and Aro actually stopped talking as we watch Emmett's pants tent.

"Impressive," was all Maggie had to say.


Do ya get the feeling, somebodies trying to push them closer together?