A/N. Hey guys. Here's the new chapter. I hope you enjoy it, my beta really likes it, so hopefully you'll do too. Don't forget to review and tell me what you think.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Rosalie's Point Of View

Ok, today was the day. Alice had informed me that the photo shoot would start around eleven in the morning, and at ten, I was already dressed and in my dad's car. I hadn't received my new car yet, I would have to call the suppliers to find out what was taking them so long. But, anyway, today was about Emmett. I realized that I had no proof that Emmett raped me and yet I yelled at him, slapped him and stormed out of his apartment. I was wrong, and it takes a lot for me to admit that, but Alice slapped some sense into me while on our shopping trip. I wanted to go over to the beach and apologize to Emmett, and maybe hang out with him a little. And with that in mind, I made the half-hour drive to the beach.

It was a really hot day and as I stepped out of the car I could feel the midday sun glaring down on me. I looked around and I noticed Alice's car parked a few spots away from mine. I glanced around for Emmett's car, but I didn't see it.

I walked out on to the beach with a mat in hand. I looked out and noticed a section of the beach with tents and it was marked off. I walked towards it and under the tents; there were officials setting up cameras looking out to the water. I lay my stuff down close to the area and looked around. Ooooooh, there was Alice talking to…Emmett! Perfect, I thought to myself as I walked towards them.

"Hey guys," I greeted them.

"Rose, great, you're here," Alice said.

"Hey, ummm, Rosalie," Emmett said quietly. No! He went back to calling me Rosalie. We stood there, him staring at the ground and me kind of staring at him for a minute when Alice chirped up.

"Well guys, I gotta go. I'll see you all later."

"Where are you going Ali?" Emmett asked her.

"I have better things to do than watch you guys stare at each other. Besides, Jasper's here." She said winking at Emmett. His face immediately turned up into an expression of disgust.

"Come on Em," Alice said patting his cheek, "It's what you do to the girls, he's just doing it to me." She said giggling.

"Alice, Alice, geez. Hold up on the Jasper talk, please." Emmett begged while Alice continued laughing.

"Oh don't worry about it, Em. Oh, and in the shoot today, you'll be great, as always. But just don't go all aggro on the 180 in the water, we don't want a repeat of last time." And with that she walked off.

"Aggro?" I asked looking up at him.

"Yeah," he said with a small chuckle. "They're surf terms. She just means don't overdo my turns."

"Oh," I said with a slight smile. "So what happened last time?"

"I just went a little harsh on my turns, skid off my board."

"Was it for a photo shoot?"

"Yeah, but I couldn't do it after that. I popped my knee."

"Oh, wow. Ok." I replied. I stood there trying to think of a way for me to bring up the situation that I was actually here to apologize for. A good few minutes passed when Emmett just jumped right out with the question.

"Ummmm, Rosalie, what are you doing here? The last time I saw you, you were really pissed off with me."

"Yeah, I know. That's actually why I came, I wanted to--"

"Emmett Cullen!" Someone shouted cutting me off just as I was about to apologize. "Mr. Cullen!"

I turned back towards the tents; someone was calling him from there.

"I'm coming," he shouted back. "Rosalie," he said turning his attention back to me, "We'll talk after, right?"

"Ummm, yeah sure," I said as he ran back to the tents. Once he got there he pulled the white T-shirt he was wearing off giving a perfect view of that sculpted chest and those strong arms. He then grabbed a board that was stuck in the sand and began running out towards the water. Two of the photographers set themselves up on to the sand while one other went sitting on a surfboard in the water out towards Emmett.

"Alright, we're set. Go!" A woman I guessed was the director of the shoot shouted.

At the sound of her voice Emmett began paddling in strongly as a building wave began to rise further out behind him. His muscles flexed all along his arms and with that look of happiness and determination in his face, you could tell he was in his own little heaven. As the wave got to him, looking about five feet in height, Emmett rode it hard slicing away at the face of the wave, carving it into his own masterpiece. I couldn't lie, Emmett was awesome. And with all the stunts he was performing, he still managed to look graceful. I could tell this was Emmett's forte, and as the wave broke and came closer to the shore, he calmly rode it out.

He rode a couple more waves, and actually got two barrels. But by then, he was getting an audience. With every stunt he pulled the people lining the beach whooped and cheered which just pushed him to do more and more outrageous moves.

I couldn't help but cheer him on too. I mean, the boy was talented, I couldn't surf at all.

After a while, the director called him out of the water and did some shots of him standing next to different designer boards. Halfway during the shoot he looked over in my direction and winked at me. I couldn't help but laugh. That wink was true Emmett fashion, and it was also a sign. A sign that we were good again. Even though I knew I had to apologize, I felt as though he had already forgiven me. I stood and watched him like a love-crazed teenager for the rest of the shoot.

By the time he was all done it was already two in the afternoon. With a towel wrapped around his neck and his wet curly hair bouncing around his face he ran over to me.

"Hey, you're still here." He said.

"Yeah, I couldn't leave. I couldn't get my eyes off you…and your surfing. You were great!" I replied quickly realizing what I had just said and the truth of my words.

Emmett's face broke out into a grin. "Yeah, ummm, thanks." He said, grasping what my words could've meant too.

I sat on the mat I brought and Emmett sat beside me. I noticed I got stares from some other people on the beach, but that wasn't bothering me right now. I needed to tell him.

"Emmett, ummm, that day, I was wrong to throw those accusations at you, and I'm really sorry I slapped you. I know I should've trusted your word and even though I had no reason to, I blamed you for something that never even happened. And, I just really wanna say, I'm sorry, and I hope you forgive me because for the few weeks I've known you, you've been really nice, and I would love to see where this could go." I said.

He sat there watching me, a goofy grin on his face. "Are you done Rose?" He asked laughing. "I know why you're apologizing, you like my body." He stated triumphantly, and I couldn't help but laugh at that.

"That was some photo shoot." I told him. "All those girls were gawking at you."

"Really?" He said with a cocky grin on his face. "I didn't notice. I only saw one girl, she's this hot, sexy blonde. And she was wearing this black and white bathing suit. Did you see where she went?" He asked me smiling.

"Maybe you should go find her," I said playing along. "And let her know how you feel."

"Ok," he said smiling. "That's a good idea." And with that he got up and ran off in the direction I had my back towards.

Oh, I thought to myself. I thought he was talking about me. I looked down at my zebra patterned bathing suit when I felt two arms slide around my waist.

"There you are." The voice said into my ear. I didn't even need to turn around to know who it was. I could smell him, the mild scent of his cologne mixed with the saltiness of the water. I turned anyway and looked up at him.

Giving him a small smile, I asked, "So, you think I'm… sexy, Emmett?"

"And hot." He answered.

I began to laugh. I turned my head to the side and moved towards his lips. He began leaning into me, and at the last second, I tuned and gave him a quick peck on his cheek.

"And a tease." He said his eyes still closed yet a giant grin across his face.

We laughed together for a while and after we sat there in a comfortable silence looking out towards the waves and the surfers riding them out.

"So when are you gonna teach me how to surf?" I asked breaking the quiet.

He looked at me in amazement. "You live in California and you don't know how to surf?!"

"Well, I never understood the whole attraction to this sport, until today," I said winking at him.

He chuckled. "Well come on Rose. Your first lesson begins now."

"Ok," I said jumping to my feet. All of a sudden I was eager to be in any activity with him.

"Here, you can use my board," He said picking up a white board with black skulls painted along one edge of it.

"Cool board."

"Yeah," He said, and dropped it on to the ground. "Lie stomach-down on it and see if you can push yourself to your feet."

"Ok." I answered and did as I was told.

"Ok that was good, it's gonna be a little bit harder in the water though cause you gotta keep your balance. So maybe you should try it a few more times."

"Emmett, could you stop trying to find a reason for you to watch my ass move."

He laughed one good hearty laugh and then turned to me. "Well, it was a nice view. Can't blame a guy for trying." He said sarcastically.

"Whatever," I said smiling. "Well are we gonna try it in the water?"

"Ok, if you want to. Don't blame me when you fall into the water." He replied.

"Come on, let's go. I said pulling him by his pants towards the water.

"Right, now don't go far out. Stay right here close to the shore. Lie down, paddle with your arms a little bit and then see if you can pop-up." He said to me.

"Ok, I'll try. But stay by my side, ok?"

"Yeah, yeah Rose." He said chuckling. Ok. This was it. I can do it, I told myself, as my hands moved in the clear blue water around me. Somehow, the task of standing up on the board seemed much harder as the water swayed beneath me.

"Rose, come on. Do it now." Emmett said from my right where he was swimming to stay at my side. I jumped up to my feet, and immediately felt myself falling backwards as the board kept moving beneath me. Just as that happened, two warm hands slipped around my waist.

"Steady there, Rose." Emmett said laughing. "Whoa, I didn't think you'd be this horrible."

"Hey!" I shouted in mock hurt, as I jumped off the board landing in front of him with a splash. "That wasn't nice." I said wrapping my legs around his waist.

He smiled down at me. "How about I do something to make up for that?"

"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

"Wanna surf with me?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

"Come on," he replied. "Sit on the board, we're going further out."

"Em, I'm not really the best swimmer," I told him as he hopped on behind me.

"Come on, don't you trust me?" He said with a wink as he paddled us out.

We remained sitting on the board after he had taken us out.

"Well?" I asked, "What are you waiting for?"

"A good wave," he replied. "And here comes one now."

Without warning, Emmett began paddling strongly towards the shore just like he had before. "Ok, here we go!" He shouted. "Get up Rose!" he shouted as he wrapped his arms around me, securing my place in front of him on the board. It was amazing, gliding over the water, sticking my hand out to cut through the wall of blue to the side of me. And with Emmett's hands constantly on me, it made this moment perfect. But all too soon, it was coming to an end. Emmett guided us off the wave right before it crashed and we headed a back out.

"Hey you trust me?" Emmett asked again.

"Didn't we go through this already?" I replied.

"Ok then, here we go!" He shouted grabbing me in to his arms and jumping off the board. I screamed until I felt us submerge and then felt those nice, protective arms move from my body. I quickly lifted my head above the water searching around for where he had gone.

"Em?!" I shouted playfully. "Emmett?!"

Just as I was about to call again, I felt two arms slide up the length of my legs under the water. Before I knew it I was being hoisted out of the water as Emmett put me to sit atop his shoulders and then he stood up.

"Hey." I told him as he surfaced.

He chuckled and looked up at me. "Hey."

"You know, I like you."

"You're not so bad yourself." He replied smiling as I tapped him on his head. He kept on walking towards the shore as where we were, was kind of shallow.

"So what do we do about it?" I asked as I slid off his body upon reaching the sand.

"We can do whatever the hell we want, and right now, I wanna kiss you Rose." He said stepping closer to me and staring into my eyes.

"You're kinda hard to resist too." I said smiling.

"Good." He replied shortly before claiming my lips as his own. The kisses began softly, but soon enough, the true tension and urgency we felt when we were around each other displayed itself as we began to push harder on to each other. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip, and as I opened, he pushed it into my mouth. After that it was a fight for dominance as our tongues seemed to move roughly, urgently against each other. Too soon for my liking, he stopped with our foreheads pressed against each other, and our noses rubbing slightly together. I couldn't open my eyes yet. I had never gotten a kiss filled with so much intensity. I never felt the jolt of electricity shoot through my body like it did when Emmett touched me. Nobody ever made me feel so nervous and excited at the same time.

I opened my eyes and noticed he had simply been staring at me all this time.

"What?" I asked with a smile.

"Rose, you wanna go back to my place?" He asked.

"Does this answer your question?" I asked him and stepped a bit closer moving my waist on his crotch.

Emmett let his head fall back and then put his strong, big hands on my waist holding them in place.

"I'll take that as a yes." He said lifting me up with one hand and walking, rather quickly, back to the parking lot.

A/N. The lemon is definitely next chapter, coming with all its citrousy goodness! Review!