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BPOV

I awoke to the sound of my phone vibrating nosily against my bed side table; I groggily reached out trying to silence the noise, cursing whoever had jolted me from my slumber.

I opened one eye as I stared unseeingly at my phone, before rolling over onto my back and rubbing the sleep from my eyes – I was normally a cheerful morning person who liked be up and dressed before the crack of dawn. When I was younger and living in Phoenix I would set my alarm for five in the morning just to watch the sun rise high in the glorious blue sky - that was always my favourite part of every single day. None of that mattered here of course the sun never rose in Seattle, I still however could never seem to break the pattern of getting up bright and early.

This morning however was the one exception to that rule, most likely because for the past two nights I had slept for the grand total of four hours. Ever since his visit precisely two nights ago I had been tossing and turning with no avail, the words he had spoken would not leave my thoughts not to mention the fact that I was growing increasingly more nervous about having to leave the country with him.

I knew the flights had been booked and what time he was expecting me at the airport – he telephoned me several times yesterday, and each time he called I cancelled it not wanting to speak to him after the harsh words he had uttered before he stormed away from my home.

He did however leave several remorseful messages, continually apologising for his behaviour and repeatedly saying that none of what the words he had said held any meaning or truth in them. He also confirmed the time of our flight and that could I please at least text him to let him know if I was OK as he was worried about me and also would I be at the airport at the time he suggested?

I could understand that he wanted to know whether I would be there or not – but it's not like I really had a choice at the end of the day, Tanya had hired the firm I worked for to plan her wedding, which basically meant I would have to do anything and everything she wanted leading up to the wedding or we lost the contract.

I simply sent a message saying:

Of course I will be there Edward, Tanya has asked me to join you and my job is to make the brides life easier, travelling to Ireland with you is obviously what she wishes of me. Please do not continue to ask about my welfare, it really is none of your concern how I am feeling and there is certainly no need for you to apologize. You were right it is none of by business and I am only here to help the wedding go as smoothly as possible. See at the airport.

Bella

I suppose it really was none of my business but that is not the point; the point was that he wanted my opinion and if he couldn't handle my answer he should not have asked. The only reason I have decided to overlook his blatant rudeness and keep it professional is because at the end of the day this is just a job, a job I will walk away from with my head held high, and hopefully I will never see Tanya Denali or Edward Cullen ever again…..

I jumped as my phone vibrated in my hand once again; it appeared I had several text messages.

One from Angela and three from Edward…..grrr could the guy just leave me alone, his mood swings are really starting to give me whiplash, I never understand where the hell I am with the guy.

I decided to look at Angela's message first:

Hi,

I just wanted to wish you all the best for Ireland, I'm not really sure what is going on with the Denali/Cullen wedding but I think there is a lot more than you are telling me. Don't worry though you don't have to tell me yet if you don't want to; just know I haven't heard from you since you left me a message letting me know you were going to Ireland with Edward Cullen? I'm here if you need me and call me when you get back. Xxx

That's what I liked about Angela, she never pushed you for details you didn't want to divulge yet, she just patiently waited until you were ready and for that I loved her.

I then braced myself as I turned my attention to Edward's messages:

Hi, thought I would save you cab fare and give you a lift to the airport, see you about 11.00am?

Bella, I will be there in half an hour to pick you up, just letting you know in case you didn't receive my last message.

Bella, I am stood outside your door and have been for the last ten minutes could you let me in? We should really get going soon.

Shit! He couldn't be here. Why the hell is he here? I checked my watch, my eyes widening at the time, it was a lot later than I thought.

I jumped out of bed, getting my feet tangled up in my quilt in the process and while running for my bedroom door I ended up stumbling to the ground with a loud groan.

I however picked myself up quickly and raced to the door, opening it with a great deal of haste not even thinking about what I was wearing.

Edward was stood there looking as beautiful as ever, the only difference this morning was the look of remorse in his eyes.

He should be sorry, my inner voice muttered.

He smiled shyly before his eyes raked my appearance up and down, it was only at that moment that I had the good grace to be a little embarrassed at the skimpy bed clothes I had answered the door in and my cheeks flamed.

"Sorry, I overslept….Give me five minutes to get dressed and brush my teeth and I will be ready. If you want to save time you can take my case out to your car and wait for me down there.

I pointed to where my case was sitting just by the door, having packed it last night and ran off to my bedroom quickly hurrying to get dressed, not even bothering to be annoyed or offended at the fact that he had arrived without my permission to give me a lift under the pretence of saving me cab fare,

"More like a guilty conscience" I whispered to myself as I flew to get ready.

Three hours later we were both seated on the plane and up in the air on the way to Dingle, Ireland.

Neither of us had really said a word to each other since I got in his car this morning.

Quite personally the silence was deafening but I was not going to be the one to break it, there is no way in hell I am getting my head bitten off again for saying the wrong thing.

I did however notice the side long glances he had been throwing me all day, and it was starting to irritate me if he had something to say, why couldn't he just say it?

I also noticed he opened and closed his mouth quite a few times too, almost as if he was going to say something but had decided against it.

Well if he isn't going to talk to me – which is probably for the best anyway – I may as well get some much needed sleep.

After fidgeting about for several moments trying to get comfortable, I was about to close my eyes when Edward uttered my name so quietly I wasn't sure if he had spoken it at all at first.

I inclined my head towards him…..

"I really am sorry Bella….for the things I said to you the other night" he paused to take a deep breath, "it's just that you don't realise….."

"I said it was OK Edward, please don't worry about it, you're making this more awkward than it needs to be." I quickly replied not really wanting to engage conversation with him.

"Bella, will you please just let me explain?"

I sighed before nodding my head in affirmation; he really was not going to give up until he said what he wanted to say I could see that by the look in his eyes and not wanting to make this any harder than necessary, I reluctantly was forced to listen.

"My father Carlisle and I are both well known and highly respected surgeons."

I nodded my head again, I already knew this.

"Well the thing is we both work for Eleazar Denali - Tanya's father - he is the Chief of Surgery at the hospital we both practise at."

I nodded my head before he continued.

"Tanya knows that I know the influence she has on her father and a few months ago decided she wanted us to get married. She made it quite clear that if I chose not to marry her, both I and my dad would find it extremely, extremely difficult to work in a hospital again.

My dad loves being a surgeon more than anything in this world, he always made it perfectly clear that he loved the feeling that he was making a difference in the world…he is at his happiest when he is helping someone live longer and prolonging their life, giving them valued time with their loved ones.

I can't and won't risk Tanya taking that away from him or me."

That was why he was marrying her, she was practically blackmailing him. I was dumbfounded.

"Do you see now why I have to go through with it?" He asked his eyes pleading with me to agree with him.

Even though I couldn't wholly agree with him, I merely nodded my head.

Don't get me wrong I could understand his predicament; I just don't believe going along with the marriage is a brilliant idea, he's always going to have it hanging over his head, and every move he made in their marriage could be swayed by her blackmail, once blackmailers get what they want from you they never stop.

I looked into his eyes and saw nothing but sorrow there and it made me more than sad to know he was so rightly distressed.

"I'm sorry Edward, I really am" I whispered placing my hand over his in an attempt to comfort him, he looked so lost and forlorn and all my thoughts of his rudeness the other night had erupted from my mind and had been replaced with the desire to do nothing but comfort him.

He smiled at me gently, his gaze never leaving mine before reaching out his other hand and placing it on my face, cupping my cheek.

"Bella" he whispered, "I wish….."

The plane jerked a little bit and he shuffled a little closer towards me, his face leaning nearer and nearer towards mine, his lips parted before his face inched a little bit closer, I could feel his cool breath so very close to my face and before I could even register what he was doing his lips crashed on to mine…

I know this chapter was probably really boring and the kiss at the end was really unexpected and didn't quite fit with the chapter, but Edward is really confused right now and the next chapter is from his POV so you can see what he's thinking.

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