He leaned closer and said in a whisper right in front of my lips, "Still I'm sorry," and he gently kissed my cheek.

Chapter 4

As he pulled back from the kiss, he said, "Now go get changed for the bathing suit scene on the sandy beach."

"Fine, but can you and Bree come back to the boat for a minute first?"

Emmett said, "Okay. Bree you ready?" The three of us headed onto our boat. Emmett said, "Grab a seat, ladies," and he grabbed the three of us some water. Once we all got a drink, Emmett then said, "What's wrong?"

"Well, Mike mentioned bikini earlier for the next scene?"

Emmett said, "Yes."

"Well, depending on the bikini you have in mind. Anything like the white one earlier, I have a scar that will show." I gently rolled the waistband of my jeans on the side of the scar.

Emmett gasped, "Bella."

"It's okay. When my mom got home that night unexpectedly, he pulled a knife on me. When he went to change his hold on me, the knife slipped and it ran along my side. That was when my mom had a chance; so we took it and that may be why I'm okay. Bikinis don't normally work unless they have full coverage and higher waists like you've seen me wearing or I have shorts on. I'm not sure what you really want me to wear. I don't like having it exposed for people to see and stare at."

Emmett said, "Let's ask Mike too?"

Bree went and yelled for Mike. Emmett came back and sat by me on the couch, "Are you really okay?"

"Yes, it's been a long road, but I'm okay."

"Alright, you three, what's going on in here?" Mike declared as he came into the sitting area.

Emmett said, "I believe, our plan was that we wanted Susan in the white bikini from last night."

"Yes."

"Not going to happen. There is a scar that'll show that she doesn't want showing."

"Okay."

Emmett said, "What about a black one or do you want her to have shorts on?"

"I would rather have a black bikini than shorts."

"Bree, do you have a black bikini top she can wear?" Emmett said.

"I have some back on the other boat."

"Go get the black ones you have."

"Bree, wait a minute, stay here. I'll be right back," I quickly got my black bottoms from my one bag and then put on my black ruffled top. It was a bandeau style top and clipped in the back. "How is this?" I asked as I returned to the living area.

Emmett almost growled I swear. Then he said, "Wow, Bella, that's perfect. You didn't have that top on when I met you on the boat."

"No, the other top I like more."

Mike said, "Is there any way the bottom can be any lower?"

I turned with anger in my eyes and rolled my bottom very little and said, "No, Mike there isn't." I turned and left heading for my room.

EmPOV

I yelled, "Bella," and turned to Mike and glared at him.

Mike said, "What Emmett?"

I said, "Bella, he didn't know?"

I turned back around and said, "How come you men can't be happy with what we do show of our skin?"

Emmett said, "I'm sorry, you're right, but,"

Then Mike started, "No Bella, I should be the one apologizing. I'm used to models being willing to take their clothes down to a bare minimum. You do look incredibly beautiful like that. After Emmett bumped into you by the store, his eyes followed you all the way up the dock and that was in a one piece and shorts. I noticed you to by the way, but Emmett said that you could be the model when I caught up to him."

BPOV

I looked at Emmett, but he was looking at Mike. Emmett finally looked back at me. I finally asked, "You said that about me?"

"Yes I did. I noticed you, who wouldn't notice you."

"I don't want to be noticed; I like blending in."

Emmett leaned into me very close to my face and said, "Go get ready for the beach scene. I'm going to go because I've embarrassed myself enough today. Bree, go make her even more beautiful please?"

"Okay, boss. For right now, I think, she looks amazing enough."

Mike interjected and said, "Alright ,you two, let's meet outside in 30 minutes."

As Bree went to work, I asked, "Can I finally go barefoot?"

"Yes."

"Yeah."

Bree started French Braiding my hair in two down my back. As she continued to work, she asked, "Do you like Emmett?"

"I don't know, maybe, but he's not a part of my normal world."

"You may be right, but.."

"Bree don't worry about it. I came to help out and I'm going back home Sunday."

"Ever heard of a vacation fling."

"Yes, but I don't believe in them."

"Then just have fun with Emmett and see what happens. Can you do that?"

"Yes. "

"Now let me see those bangs," and she messed with them and then added bronzer all over my face and glitter on my arms and around my chest and changed my eye shadow. "Ready?"

"Yes." As I exited my door, Emmett was about to knock.

He said, "Hi, you look great; let's go. I want to watch you play on the beach."

"Sounds good to me."

They filmed all my sides as I walked along the beach. Emmett and Mike would tell me different things to look and stare at. The camera men moved with me and also ran ahead of me and in circles around me. Mike said, "Bella, we need you to do one more thing. Lay down on the sand on your back and we're going to film you just laying there. All you have to do is change sunglasses. I just need you to keep your head very still." After the shot was done with five different pair of sunglasses, Mike said, "we're going to bring the camera in very close and then pan backwards."

They did that a couple of times and suddenly I felt a cool touch on my lips. I said, "Ice that feels good."

Emmett said, "Shhh. Don't move yet. We wanted a little more shine on them.

"Okay."

After five more minutes, Emmett said, "Here's my hand and you can get up."

I did and I was covered in sand on my backside. I looked at Emmett and Mike and asked, "Are we done for a while?"

"Yes," Mike said.

"Good, I'm going to get this sand off the easy way."

"I ran into the water and dove in swimming for a while. Emmett joined me. This time, since I didn't have my wet suit on, I got colder faster. All too soon, Emmett caught my arm and said, "I think we need to get out before we get much colder."

"I guess you're right; I'll race you to the back of our boat." I was off knowing with the size difference he should beat me and just as I could almost reach the ladder, his hand came up on the ladder first.

Emmett said, "I win."

"Yes, you did."

"Emmett go ahead and you can get out first."

"No Bella, ladies first."

"Emmett," and my voice started to quiver some due to the cold water.

"Bella, please get out. I promise I will not watch your ass as you climb out if that is what you are concerned about. Look I'll turn around," and he did. "My mother raised me with manners and in case you slip, I want to be here for you. I promise I won't look and please tell me when you're out."

I did climb out of the water and I quickly went into the boat and grabbed two towels. When I came back out the back door, Emmett took my towel and wrapped it around my body and rubbed my arms to start warming me up.

I finished tucking in the towel around my chest and Emmett said, "Bella, go take a shower and after that, we can have lunch."

"Sounds like a plan." I went and took a shower, washed my hair and rinsed out my suit. I put on my sweats so that I could finish warming up. I combed out my hair and just let it hang down my back.

I went to our living area on the boat and found Emmett setting the table where he said, "We're having lunch in here, is that okay?"

"Sure."

"I thought we could just sit and talk about
anything we wanted. I need a break from the heat and sun."

"Can I help you finish getting lunch together?"

"Actually, I have chicken caesar salads already together. If that is okay?"

"That's fine."

"Good have a seat. What would you like to drink?"

"Lemonade sounds good."

Emmett sat the salad bowl on the table and said, "Why don't you divide up the salad? I'll get our drinks."

"Fair trade." I had the salad divided out and then a lemonade was set in front of me with sugar and a strawberry on the rim. Red coloring was sinking into the drink."

"Very pretty, does it taste as good as it looks?"

"Very funny, smart alec. Maybe I'll take it back. Go ahead and try it."

I did and I said, "Hmmm, that hint of strawberry takes some of the sour away."

"Yes now dig in."

"Emmett, how did you do that with the drink?"

"A college roommate was a bartender so I learned some tricks of the trade."

"Oh should, I be worried there's alcohol in here."

"No there's not. Scout's Honor."

"I know, I was kidding," and then we settle back at the table and talk about our child hood. He has an older brother and younger sister. One is a doctor and the other is a dentist. "Plus both of my parents are doctors, as well."

I commented, "Are you sure you're related?" and then I abruptly stopped for fear of offending him.

Emmett laughed and said, "Go ahead and finish, you were going to say are you sure you weren't adopted? I hear it all the time, so don't worry Bella. We even talk about it as a family. But I look like my dad and brother so we all think that I got all the recessive genes. I always add a different side to all the stories. Would you tell me about what happened?"

"I suppose, if I get more to drink."

"Sure," and Emmett quickly took my glass to the kitchen and refilled my drink including adding more strawberries to it as well.

Once he was comfortable and I had a drink, "I started my senior year of college and I was working part time at a local retail store. There was a mom and pop sub store next door that a bunch of us employees frequented often. There was a nice guy about my age who always waited on me and my coworkers. In November, I had flowers delivered to me at work, but with no note. Then there were notes left on my car. On different nights, I thought I was followed home; but I couldn't tell. At Christmas, I got flowers again with no note again. At this point, it was odd; but the managers at the store knew about it. They were watching out for me. They even had the surveillance tapes checked and no one knew when or how the notes would be put on my car. I kept my friends close, but even into January and early February new notes would appear. I once in a while thought I was being followed. So Valentine's day rolls around, I receive a box of chocolates with a note that said I love you and I'll get to you one day. I screamed and dropped the chocolates at work; but this time the police were called because of the threat. The police checked out all of my class mates and work mates. Here I was 22 years old and being stalked by an unknown. Right before spring break, I found a note in my purse for the first time. I was ready to break down. I spent many sleepless hours trying to figure out how the note got in my purse. My parents insisted that I get away from the city for spring break so they sent me and three girlfriends away for the week so that I could relax."

"The police hadn't figure it out two weeks before I graduated from school. At the end of April, I had come home from school to change for work. There was a knock at the door which I was stupid to have answered the door; but in my defense, he'd never come near my house. But in the first twenty minutes of the neighbor talking to me, I realized it had to have been him. He was rambling about how much he cared, the different notes he had left and he didn't want to hurt me. But, eventually, he had me trapped between him with the couch behind me, he pushed me onto the couch and trapped me on the couch with his body and started to push up my t-shirt. He was about to push it and my bra over my head when my mom came in. First, he kept her back by holding a knife to me but when I said I was about to throw up. He let me start to move and that's when the knife came down onto my side and mom was able to knock him off me."

"It was the guy from the sub shop."

"Yes, the police came and I landed up at the hospital to get stitches to close my wound. I was able to graduate two weeks later with my bachelors in early childhood education. Since then, I have continued only working retail part time while I continue to get counseling. I'm having major trust issues. I'm very guarded with everyone I meet. But next month, I start working full time in a preschool; I'm so excited."

"Good for you."

"My parents and I have also redecorated the whole house, so I could still handle living there."

"You look and sound like you are on the road to recovery. I would never have guessed that you have been going through your own hell for the last year. I better let Bree in here, so that we can get ready for the next scene."

"Okay."

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