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Chapter four:

Skiing:

Edward's P.O.V:

I sat on my private jet with a large smile across my face. Last night Bella and I had made a deal, today we were going to the ski slopes in Switzerland, they were well catered for celebrities and offered five star service. I had been there many times before with my family for skiing trips. I had honestly been speechless when Bella had accepted my deal, I know I'm her ticket to her dream job but never did I expect her to agree to us using each other to his extent. I admired Bella, she told me what she thought. She was right I was a bad role model but that was because the press only portrayed one side of me. The other side was how I acted around my family, the kind hearted, generous, caring young man. In the press' eyes I was a delinquent who spent his time getting drunk. Like I said I'm a bad role model.

The flight went without any problems. Bella was flying on a commercial plane, I didn't need the stories if anyone spotted us together. Plus I don't think I could be stuck on a plane with her for ages listening to her go on about how much she disliked me. Clearly she liked me enough to have sex with me. Women, I just don't understand them.

I had arranged to meet Bella for dinner, in my cabin. So I left the airport straight away and went to the hotel to freshen up for a meeting.

I had booked my usual cabin which was a little way from the main hotel but close to some good slopes. I had been skiing since I was five years old so I was pretty good at it.

I walked into the cabin and dumped my bags by the door, the maids would un-pack for me. My bodyguards, Bill and Tom stood by the door in case any screaming fans tried to break in. Not that it was likely to happen on top of a mountain. The cabin was an original log cabin, the main room housed a living room with a large open fire and a fluffy rug in front of it. The rest of the room was furnished just as you would expect a typical log cabin to be furnished. Lots of furs and wood. It was cosy but at the same time luxurious. There were three other rooms, A kitchen, a bed room and a bathroom which included a Jacuzzi bath and a sauna for two. The bedroom was dominated in the king size wooden bed which was covered in furs. It was the most comfortable bed I've ever slept in.

Bill and Tom would sleep in the cabin next to mine, I was safe enough to be left alone out here. I wasn't sure where Bella was staying, her work had booked it all for her. Part of me had wanted to offer to book and pay for her but I didn't think she was the kind of girl who would accepted that, she liked to do everything for herself and she was proud of that.

It was one of the traits I liked about her. Not that I liked much about her.

At least that's what I keep telling myself. There's no point falling for a girl who hates me when I can get any other girl I want.

I had two hours to kill before Bella was supposed to be arriving for dinner so I jumped in the shower to freshen up then I slumped in front of the large plasma and watched re-runs of Christmas comedy's. I had debated whether or not to watch my latest film but I knew that if Bella got here and caught me watching it she would never let me down.

Bella was late. This was clearly another thing to add to her list of cons. One of my pet peeves was when someone was late, if you agree to meet someone at a certain time you should do everything in your reach to get there on time.

"Guys you may as well take off now. Bella's a fierce little thing but I can handle her." I said, smiling at my bodyguards as I dismissed them.

Where the hell was Bella?

Maybe she'd gone back on our deal.

I hadn't spoken to her since we made the last night so it's possible she never got on her plane but I would have expected Bella to let me know.

Urghh, damn her. If she's not here in the next ten minutes I'm ordering myself dinner.

Bella's P.O.V:

I stuffed the last piece of clothing into my suitcase and stood back admiring my packing skills. I had done pretty well if I do say so myself. I had managed to fit everything back into my one suitcase ready for my trip to Switzerland. I hope Edward doesn't expect me to ski, if he does he has another thing coming.

I shouldn't have agreed to go on holiday with him, I hate him and he annoys me but he is my ticket to my dream job. I'm using him just like he's used so many other people. He says he's not that guy the press portray him as but I don't believe him. I wouldn't put it past him to try and impress me just so he couldn't have sex with me again. Not that I'm blowing my own trumpet but I'm pretty sure he enjoyed our time in the lift as much as I did. Not that it made me like him, it just made me respect certain parts of him.

I shook my head trying to clear it of all my previous thoughts. I didn't have time to reminisce I had a plane to catch. I dragged my suitcase to the front of the hotel and hailed down the first taxi I could get.

I eventually arrived at the Switzerland airport after an hour delay and a whole flight full of kids screaming and kicking the back of my seat. I'm lucky I'm not in prison right now for child abuse. I was not in a good mood so when my luggage failed to turn up on the carousel I was ready to punch one of the stupid eleven year olds behind the counter of my airline's help point.

"What do you mean my luggage is in England?" I screamed, knowing fully well I was bright red in the face.

"I'm sorry but it seems your luggage was put on the wrong flight. If you write down your mobile number and the details of the hotel you're staying in we'll notify you as soon as your luggage arrives in Switzerland." The 'stupid eleven year old' said.

"Urghh! Fine." I mumbled and quickly wrote down my details.

Great, all I had with me was what I was wearing. Jeans, a plain T-shirt, a fleece and my converses. Just what I need for a freaking skiing holiday.

I stomped out of the airport mumbling many curses under my breath. It was freezing outside as I pulled my fleece closer to my body and wrapped my arms around myself. After three failed attempts I finally managed to hail a taxi and give them the directions to the hotel. I sat back in the seat and let out a breath, this day was just going from bad to worse. I had half an hour until I had to meet Edward and it would take at least 20 minutes to get to the airport.

I pulled out my blackberry and scrolled down to Jessica's number, she would calm me down.

"Bella!" Jessica cried as she answered.

"Hey Jess, I just arrived. The stupid airline have lost my luggage." I moaned, really needing my best friend to calm me down.

"Oh my god Bella! You're meeting Edward Cullen and you have no change of clothes?" I had to hold the phone away from my ear before Jessica deafened me.

"Yes, it's only Edward Cullen."

"Only Edward Cullen? Bella I can't talk to you when you're like this. You know how much I love Edward!" With that she put the phone down.

I sat there staring at my phone. My best friend had put the phone down on me because I'd said something bad about a celebrity she had an obsession with.

God my life sucks.

The taxi driver eventually pulled up outside a rather posh looking hotel. I got out, paid the driver and made my way to the hotel's lobby to check in. This must be costing my work a lot of money. I told the concierge my name and singed a few documents then went off to find my room. I was now late for meeting Edward but I couldn't help it, I wanted a shower after everything I've been through today.

After travelling up to the top floor of the hotel I found my room. It was small, with just a double bed filling the room and a small TV in the corner. I was wrong, this wasn't costing my work a lot of money. They had managed to find the budget suite for me. Nice one Angela.

I quickly jumped in the shower to freshen up. I was trying to be as quick as possible.

After showering and putting my old clothes back on I travelled all the way back down to the lobby and walked over to the concierge.

"Can I help you miss?" He asked, looking at me.

"Yes please, I was wondering which room Edward Cullen is staying in." I said, putting on my business voice.

"I'm sorry I can't give out that kind of information."

"He's expecting me."

"I'm sorry miss."

I huffed and walked away from the desk and over to the small seating area. I was over an hour and a half late already maybe I should just give up and get my own dinner.

No I couldn't do that, if Edward did that to me I would not be happy.

I pulled out my mobile and dialled the number Edward had given me last night.

"Hello?" Edward eventually answered the phone.

"Mr Cullen, Hi. I'm sorry I'm late, I tried asking at the front desk about where your staying but they wouldn't tell me."

"I'm staying in the kings cabin. It's easy to find, see you soon." With that Edward hung up. Great he was annoyed with me for being late. If he even thought about shouting at me he would get a whole tirade from me.

I trudged outside in my thin purple fleece and jeans, the snow was soaking through my converses. It was still only late afternoon here and it was freezing. The cabin Edward was staying in was about a fifteen minute walk away, thanks for telling me buddy!

I hammered on his front door, shivering as the wind picked up around me.

Edward eventually hauled open the door and stood there staring icily at me wearing tight jeans and a turtle neck jumper. His face softened, as he saw how cold I was, and stepped aside to let me in.

"Why didn't you wear a coat? It's freezing outside." He said, closing the door firmly behind me.

"Really, I hadn't noticed." I spat out through chattering teeth.

"Then you should have worn a coat."

God I wanted to hit him!

Edward sat back down on the sofa and picked up a container which looked like it held Chinese.

"The bloody airline lost my luggage." I stated, sitting down on the sofa opposite his.

"Ahhh, that's why I never fly with a commercial airline."

"Well some of us can't afford a private jet." I pointed out while looking around his cabin. It was over the top luxurious and probably cost ten times what my room cost to rent.

"Touché. Want some Chinese?"

Every bone in my body ached to say no but I really was hungry so I reluctantly nodded and reached out to take the container and cutlery from Edward. His fingers brushed mine and we both flinched away, his touch left me tingling all over and brought back memories of our encounter in the lift.

Edward cleared his throat and shifted in his seat, he looked awkward and embarrassed. He must have been remembering what happened in the lift. Although I didn't expect Edward to be the kind of guy that got embarrassed at something like that.

"So I thought we could go for a quick ski before it gets too dark." Edward said, watching me eat.

"I don't have a coat and my converses are soaked."

There was no way I was skiing. No way.

"It's fine we'll hire you some ski's and I'll buy you a coat to say sorry for being a jerk."

"No, I'm not skiing." I said, using my tone of voice which meant I was not going to argue, my answer was final.

An hour later I sat on the ski lift with Edward next to me, a huge smug smile covering his face. I was wearing my hired shoes and ski's and the new coat Edward had bought me. I had to admit it was really warm and comfortable.

It turns out Edward's eyes can get him anywhere. What he didn't realise was what a klutz I am, I would somehow find a way to kill myself or both of us while skiing. I've never even skied before.

"Bella, relax. I'll show you how to ski." Edward said. I saw his hand reach out to take mine but at the last minute he changed his mind and pulled it back.

"Edward, I will end up killing myself and maybe you before I ski."

"No you won't. I'm a very good ski teacher."

Very good ski teacher my arse.

If he was such a good teacher why did I have cuts and bruises all up my legs from falling over?

Edward had managed to help me shuffle along on my ski's but that's as far as it had gone. He expected me to pick it up straight away and be zooming down the slopes. So far I had only made it down the infants slope and I had gained many cuts and bruises through that.

"Okay Bella, one more time down the infant slope." Edward said, chuckling as I slipped over on the flat.

"I don't want to!" I moaned, taking Edward's out stretched arm.

"One more time, please." Edward looked at me with those eyes, Damn it!

I had seen a whole new side to Edward while we had been on the slopes, he had almost been nice.

"I'll race you!" Edward called to me at the top of the infants slope.

Oh crap!

If I die I hope Jessica realises it was Edward Cullen who killed me.

Edward pushed off and went racing off in front of me. I quickly clambered with my stick thingy's, I hadn't been listening to Edward when he had explained them to me, and pushed off. I quickly gained speed and overtook Edward.

It was all going well until I realised I had gone off track.

Panic was bubbling up in my stomach as I realised I had entered the racing track and then I saw the jump in front of me.

There was no way I could slow down in time and there was no way I could dodge the jump. I was going over it and I was going to die.

I screamed, as I went hurtling through the air and over the jump. I was flying.

The view of the sunset was amazing..

The next thing I knew I was hurtling to the ground, there was no way I was going to make it through this. Before I could feel the full extent of my injuries I blacked out.

Edward's P.O.V:

I yanked off my ski's and ran as quick as I possibly could, over to the spot where Bella had landed. The whole time she had been flying through the air my stomach had been doing somersaults. It was my fault, whatever happened to Bella it was my fault. I had stupidly suggested a race and now she was paying for it.

I felt tears forming in my eyes as I spotted Bella laying face down in the snow, she was going to suffocate for Christ sake!

I scooped her frail body up into my arms, ignoring the tinkling I felt where our skin touched.

She was breathing.

Thank god!

"Bella?" I called, trying to wake her up.

There was no response.

I glanced around looking for some form of help but no one had seen what had happened. How had they missed it?

"Bella please wake up! I'm so sorry I should never have suggested we race each other."

She still didn't stir.

Crap!

What if she died? What the hell was I going to do?

"Bella?" I called one more time.

My heart nearly stopped when her beautiful eyes fluttered open. She stared blankly up at me, looking confused.

"How are you feeling?" I asked, still keeping my arms tightly wrapped around her.

"My ankle hurts but apart from that I think I'm okay."

"Doesn't your head hurt?"

"No, I think I just passed out from fright."

From fright?

That was just as bad. Oh dear god, why am I such a prick?

"Bella I'm so sorry."

"Edward shut up." She said and lent forward to place a kiss on my cheek.

Okay now I really knew she had concussion.

"What?" She asked, looking at me with that cute confused expression.

"What was that for?"

"I'm not sure." Bella bit her lip and blushed.

God her lips looked so delicious and inviting.

Before either of us could react I crushed my lips to hers.

I felt her stiffen beneath me but when she got over the shock she quickly returned my kiss and wrapped her fingers into my hair.

After what seemed like an eternity but could only have been a few minutes, I pulled back to look at Bella's beautiful face.

"We better get back before it gets dark." I said, pulling off her ski's and just leaving them there. There was no way I could carry Bella and two ski's.

"Edward I can walk." Bella said, keeping her arms around my neck.

"I don't care whether or not you can walk. I'm carrying you back to my cabin and that's final."

Bella's P.O.V:

I felt safe in Edward's arms as he carried me back to his cabin. The kiss he had just given me had been utterly breathtaking. The guy could certainly do things with his tongue. My arms were tightly wrapped around his neck, I didn't want to let go of him and he didn't seem to mind.

The sun had nearly set and I was freezing, my jeans were soaked from the snow.

Edward quickly got us back to his cabin and sat me straight down in front of the fireplace, on the fur rug. There was a blazing fire already going and the room had been tidied up. I pulled off my wet shoes and my coat, enjoying the warmth coming from the fire.

"Take your jeans off." Edward ordered, standing beside me taking his own shoes and coat off.

I just stared at him, he did not expect me to take my jeans off in front of him did he?

"Bella, it's nothing I haven't seen before."

I blushed at the thought of Edward seeing me naked.

He had a point though and these jean's were really un comfortable. Oh what the hell, I'm taking them off.

I quickly wriggled my jeans off and placed them next to me to dry off. My skin was red raw from the cold.

Edward sat down next to me and wrapped his arms around me when he saw me shivering. At first I Felt embarrassed and awkward but I eventually relaxed and felt the warmth radiating off of his body. I snuggled up to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, enjoying his body.

"Are you feeling any warmer?" He asked, his voice sounding slightly ragged.

"My legs are still freezing." I admitted.

Edward's hands immediately started rubbing my legs, trying to warm them.

The feel of his hands against my legs, on my thighs. I couldn't take it any longer. I quickly sat up and straddled Edward's lap, crashing my lips to his. It didn't take him long to respond. His hands were still rubbing my legs, making me moan into his mouth.

My hands found the buckle to his jeans and I quickly fumbled with it trying to undo it. Edward realised what I was trying to do.

"Someone's impatient." He said, pulling back slightly to look at me. I blushed and bit my lip.

"Sorry." I mumbled and went to move off of his lap but his hands quickly cupped my arse and pulled me back down onto his erection.

"I think you need to lose the jumper and the top." Edward said, looking at me through lust filled eyes.

I quickly complied with his want.

"That's much better." He said, staring at my body and licking his lips.

Yes he was actually licking his lips.

"Edward!" I moaned, I couldn't take this any longer.

Edward realised what I wanted and he quickly shed his jumper along with his jeans. He flipped me onto my back so he was hovering over me.

"Bella, are you sure?" He asked, not breaking eyes contact.

"Yes." I whispered, impatience coating my tone.

"Good." Edward said as he un did the clasp on my bra.

Edward's P.O.V:

I held Bella in my arms as she rested her head against my chest. Her hair was matted to her forehead with sweat.

"Bella, I'm sorry for what happened early at the slopes." I whispered, wrapping my arms tighter around her waist.

"It's not your fault Edward." She said looking up and smiling sweetly at me.

"Bella let me make it up to you."

"I think you just have."

"No I mean properly. Let me take you on holiday to somewhere hot. We'll take my jet and I'll have my sister, Alice, send you some clothes. You can do the interview with me and coach me on how to be a better man."

"Edward do you normally take journalists on holiday for an interview?"

Ah she had a point but she wasn't just a journalist was she?

We had ended up having sex together twice now. There was obviously something between us and I really liked her.

"Do you normally sleep with the celebrity you're stalking or interviewing?"

I had her there.

"Okay, deal but no more races or anything that could endanger my life. "

"Deal. Does sex endanger your life?"

"No."

"Good." I said, pulling her lips to mine and kissing her. I flipped her over so I was hovering above her. "Time for round two."

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