Hi guys,

It wasn't writer's block or laziness that delayed this chapter. The chapter was ready a while ago. I was just waiting for someone to review my last chapter. But not one single review :(

I'm sad.

However, I figured, I might as well just upload this chapter.

It may be a good time to remind you guys that the movie is M rated.

I've dedicated the chapter to crazykate28, who had beta'ed my previous chapters and inspired me so, so much (I wonder if she still logs into fanfic sometimes)! But this one isn't beta'ed! All mistakes are mine!

We lay in the bath for about half an hour. He just played with my hair as I leaned into him, relaxing completely for the first time in a long, long time. Edward was taking things slow, without me having to ask. And I really appreciated this.

Once the water started to cool, we had to get out. I wrapped myself in a towel and wondered what to do next. I turned around to see Edward with a towel wrapped around his waist and the water droplets on his chest looked amazing. I slowly walked towards him and pulled him down into a searing kiss.

He didn't hesitate in returning the kiss. He moved his mouth down my neck, with one hand around my waist and the other in my hair. My hands were in his hair and I wanted more. He must have sensed that because he picked me up, bridal style, and walked to the bed. He deposited me on the bed and proceeded to unwrap the towel from around me. He continued kissing, nibbling and sucking on my neck and he slowly moved lower. He took a nipple in his mouth and sucked lightly and then moved to the other nipple. He licked down the valley of my breasts up till my navel. His hands were grasping my hips tight and I was sure there would be marks there later.

He moved lower to my core and separated my folds with his fingers. He licked the entire length and that made me moan out load. He took this as encouragement and continued licking and sucking my clit. I looked down and the sight of the mass of bronze hair at the back of his head between my pale white legs painted an erotic picture. This made a quick orgasm occur even quicker.

He moved up and gazed into my eyes as I reached down to grasp him and guide him into my hot core.

We soon built a rhythm matching our heartbeats and soon, I was consumed by an overpowering pleasure, eliciting a moan. Edward came soon after and slumped over me, making sure he kept his weight off me. His lips lightly touching my neck, kissing softly.

Once he regained the ability to move, he rolled over and slumped down on his back. I moved closer to him and rested my head on his shoulder with a palm on his chest, tracing random patterns. He pulled the covers over us and we drifted into a sated slumber.

I was woken by a strange ringing. I rested my weight on my elbow, pushing myself up and looked around. Edward was still fast asleep and his cell phone sitting on the table next to the bed was ringing. I looked at the digital clock next to the phone. It was 4:12 AM!

I looked at the screen. It was flashing the name "Lauren". The name seemed familiar but I couldn't place it. The call went into voicemail and I heard the message she left.

"Hey Edward darling, it was such a pleasant surprise bumping into you in Rome. Listen, I'd really like to catch up and talk about, you know, our past. So call me!"

I was stunned when it hit me that Lauren was that blonde, shapely woman Edward was talking to in Rome. I looked over to see he was awake now, staring intently at me.

"You lied to me," I said simply, surprised how calm my voice sounded.

"Bella, baby, it's not like what it looks like," he said, panic evident in his voice.

"Who is Lauren?"

"She is the girl who claimed I sexually harassed her," he sighed

"And why did you not tell me that earlier?"

"I don't know Bella. I didn't want anything to do with her and when I saw her at the hotel, she approached me and I didn't want her to see you. I wanted to shield you from her"

That was the most bizarre thing I had heard.

"And why didn't you tell me about her later when you were telling me about your past?"

He had no answer. I scrambled up from his bed and rushed into the bathroom where I wore my clothes.

I rushed out of the room but Edward came behind me, dressed in track pants, grabbing my hand.

"Bella, please," he said, his eyes wide and pleading.

But I pulled my hand away and rushed out of the house. I hailed a taxi from outside his apartment and went home. I noticed that he chased after me for a bit but then gave up.

I unlocked the door as quietly as possible and rushed into my bedroom and slumped myself on the bed. I would not let myself cry, I promised myself.

I tossed and turned and just could not get myself to sleep.

At around 8 in the morning, Alice barged into my room.

"Wake up Bella! You're going to be late."

She saw my face, and sucked her breath. I'm sure my face looked puffy and my eyes had bags under them.

"I'm calling in sick today Alice," I said, slumping my head down into the pillow again.

"Oh, honey, what happened," Alice sounded truly concerned.

"I don't want to talk about it," I said, my head still buried into my pillow and my voice sounding muffled.

Alice let me be after that and left for work about 45 minutes later.

I got up from my bed half an hour after Alice left and hand a long hot shower. I dressed in track pants and a baggy t-shirt and tied my hair into a ponytail.

I made myself some breakfast of porridge and coffee and after cleaning the dishes, I went back into my room to reorganize my closet. But even that ended soon enough and my thoughts drifted back to Edward. I didn't want to think about him.

So, I went to the living room, and grabbed a book and plunked myself on my favorite bean bag.

I realized I hadn't been fair to Edward. I should have given him a chance to explain. But then again, he had blatantly lied to my face. And I didn't like it. Why would he have to hide the fact that Lauren was the girl who had accused him? Was there anything else, anything deeper he was hiding? How could I trust him now, after all the lies?

I didn't realize that it was noon and I had spent all morning musing over what had happened. I ordered in some Chinese for lunch. I was in no mood to cook.

The food arrived fairly quickly. I was wondering why Edward hadn't even tried to call me. But I brushed the thought away and concentrated on my food.

Sometime around 4, the door bell rang. I wasn't expecting any visitors but I was half hoping it was Edward, who had come to apologize.

I rushed to open the door. My visitor certainly wasn't Edward.

"Paul? What are you doing here?"

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