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CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR: Beautifully Honest


"I-I-I was... um, well Madame said that aaah… I mean, I was just," I mumbled, my face feeling as if it were on fire, no doubt my face was as red as a tomato. The fact that Edward was just standing there, clearly holding in his laughter, was making me even more embarrassed.

I blew out a breath and looked down at my shoes. "I was watching a porno," I finally confessed in a whisper, peeking up at Edward whose shoulders were now shaking with his silent laughter.

He finally let out a low chuckle. "Yes! I saw that. The question, ma douce, is why?"

I groaned. "Madame thought that I could pick up some…" I cleared my throat, "…tips."

Edward laughed and shook his head.

I groaned and covered my face.

Edward grabbed my wrists and gently pulled my hands off my face. He stood in front of me, his eyes shining with mirth and something else I couldn't place.

"Tu es tellement belle," he whispered. "You are so beautifully honest, Bella. Don't hide that from me."

I bit my lip and giggled. "Okay."

He let go of my hands and I took a deep breath, suddenly aware of how close he was. His eyes grew dark and he kept looking down at my lips. His stare was so intense; I couldn't help the blush that I felt spreading across my cheeks. He raised his right hand and softly touched my left cheek with the back of his index finger.

"Lovely," he said, and then stepped back. "You know, I have learned few tips myself over the years. I could teach you."

I laughed nervously. "There goes that charm again."

He grinned. "Charm and true."

Oh God… this man is gonna be the death of me.

He cocked his head to the side and regarded me for a minute. "I see Tatie has done up your hair."

I smiled, so happy he had noticed. "My hair, among other things…" I said, leaning against the desk.

He nodded. "I approve, very much so, but then again, you were already beautiful from the start."

"Thank you," I replied shyly.

He nodded and clapped once. "Well, I better get going. I have a meeting with Alice and then I will see you at four."

"Four." I shook my head. "Four?"

"It is why I came to find you, to confirm our four o'clock meeting at my loft."

I shook my head, having no idea what he was talking about.

"To look at the proofs from the soirée?"

I gasped and slapped my forehead. "Right, the proofs!" I exclaimed, remembering the email he'd sent me yesterday. "I'm sorry, I forgot."

He smirked. "Yes, well, you were…" he chuckled, waving at the computer screen, "…preoccupied."

I groaned and rubbed my forehead.

There was a knock on the door and then Heidi came in. She greeted Edward and then turned to me. "Excuse me, Isabella. Madame asked me to give you this for you to watch in your room."

She handed me a different jewel case with a DVD inside; this one had a note inside that said "Watch me".

"Thank you, Heidi."

She smiled and then left.

I inspected the jewel case, noticing it didn't have any markings like the other DVD, then looked up and found Edward staring at me with a raised eyebrow.

I gasped. "Oh, I'm sure it's a, um, cooking video!"

Edward nodded slowly, a teasing smirk on his lips. "Sure, cooking," he agreed in a teasing tone, and then winked.

I laughed shakily, trying not to die of embarrassment.

He turned toward the door, but right before he closed it he turned back to me and said, "I will see you at four, Bella. A plus tard."

I waved goodbye and then he left, closing the door.

I groaned and shut my eyes, covering them with my free hand.

Dear God… that had to be the most embarrassing moment of my life!

Well, at least now I felt like Madame could throw anything at me, and I'd be able to face it without blushing or whatsoever.

Well, maybe a little blushing. I hoped.


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