"Uh…" I stared at him blankly, thinking about what to say. We had just started dating and now; he was asking me to go to Paris with him for a business trip? Not that I object in any way- I mean … Paris! The most extravagant, beautiful, exhilarating place ever! And I get to go with Edward. I smiled at the thought.

"Bella," He started. "If you need time to think about it…"

"No!" I interrupted quickly. I composed my anxious posture and replied. "I would love to go to Paris."

He smiled, satisfied and relieved from his anxiety caused from waiting for my answer. I began taking slow strides forward, looking at the groceries in the aisle absentmindedly. Edward had followed my side, and before soon, we were at the checkout.

"When are we leaving?" I asked, as I took a hold of my groceries.

He didn't respond right away, and I looked at him skeptically.

"Edward?" I began to question his silence, but he opened his mouth to speak.

"This Saturday," He responded.

I looked at him, astonished- This Saturday? As in, seven days away, a week- only a week.

"I'm sorry it's so soon." He apologized.

"It's okay." I lied. I hope he couldn't see through that.

"Do you still want to go?" He asked.

"Of course Edward, I wouldn't miss it." I reassured him. "I just was a little taken off guard by the date, that's all."

"I would reschedule, but it's a nonrefundable ticket, and because it's a business trip, I'm afraid it's obligatory that I go." He gave me an apologetic look.

"No- It's fine Edward. I understand, don't worry." I smiled at him, as we walked over to his car.

"So it's all okay?" He checked, beginning to put his groceries in his backseat.

"It's all good."

"Well… that's great!"

"It is." I agreed.

"Well," He closed his door. "I guess I'll see you later." He smiled his infamous crooked smile.

I nodded. "Yes."

He leaned in and kissed me, which had sent my stomach into acrobats.

"Bye Bella."

…

It's been a week. It's now Saturday morning- 5 AM. I've been waiting anxiously for Edward to come pick me up, so we can fly off to Paris together. Wow, that sounds so romantic… like in one of those movies were the parents don't approve of their daughters' love, so she –the daughter- and her summer romance, fly off somewhere to live happily- No Bella, this is just a business trip. Edward probably won't have time for romance stuff anyways. I sighed, that makes me sad, but on a high note, I do get to see Paris- the city I've been dreaming to see ever since… well ever since I was born! Wait- that's a lie, I had no idea what Paris was when I was a child… It was more likely around in the 6th grade or so… Yeah, sounds right.

My thoughts about Paris had vanished when I saw one of Edwards cars –must have been his; large black SUV, sounds like it- pulled up to the curb. Paris wasn't even in my mind. All my thoughts were on Edward. I smiled, as I got up from the couch and out the door. Alice wouldn't be awake until later on this morning; so I left her a note, and hoped I wouldn't miss her too much. Although the trip was only a week, which I can handle, but maybe Alice can't handle a week.

My mind suddenly flashed back to the night when Alice and I took a midnight run. The only reason she had done so, was because she missed me. She said she hadn't seen me in forever, and was really missing me. Oh god, Imagine what would be waiting for me once I got home.

I sighed, laughing too myself and opened the door to outside. I spotted Edward, dressed nicely in casual black jeans and a shirt. His hair wonderfully styled to perfection, and his skin glowing more than ever.

"Hello Bella." He smiled as he opened the car door for me.

"Hi Edward," I smiled back at him, and got into the car.

I took in the interior again. This time the car was lightly lit with little lights on the roof of the car. The seats were black leather. The car was very spacious.

"How was your morning?" He asked me as he offered me a Starbucks coffee.

"Thank you," I gladly reached for the cup, and took a sip. "And as for my morning," I pondered. "It was good."

"Glad to hear." He smiled, his white teeth contrasted against the dark morning. "How are you feeling about the trip?"

"I've actually become very excited about this. " I admitted. "I've never really traveled, except when I visit my parents."

"Well," He started. "I'm glad you chose to officially pick me to be your first travel buddy."

I laughed, took my coffee cup, and held it up into the air.

"Too my travel buddy." I toasted.

He laughed and clanged his coffee cup against mine. "Travel buddies."

…

Paris: indisputably and unquestionably the most astounding place to ever be. I haven't even been here for more than fifteen minutes and I'm already finding myself planning my whole day… and the next day, and the next…

"Bella," Edward called me.

"Be right there." I put my tour guides into my purse and went to meet with Edward.

"Hey," He smiled as he took out my luggage.

"Oh, I'll take that." I went to go grab the bags.

"No," He pulled the bags back towards him. "I've got it." He smiled.

"Okay," I smiled back. "Thank you."

"I called you over here because I wanted to give you something."

"Give me something?" I was about to protest but his gift had already been placed in my hand.

"Edward- I… I really can not accept this."

"Oh don't be silly." He rolled his eyes. "I'm the one who asked you to come on this trip with me, and I want you to have fun while I'm off doing business."

"But Edward; asking me to come on this trip was more than a gift itself. I really can't take this." I handed him back the platinum credit card he handed me.

"Come on Bella," He sighed. "You honestly can't be this stubborn."

"I'm not stubborn." I paused. "I just… don't need people giving me credit cards…"

He raised his eyebrow. "Whatever you say," He took the card back and began walking over to a garbage can.

"Edward?" I asked, following him.

"Yes?"

"What are you doing?"

"Well, you said you didn't need this card, so I'm throwing it out."

"Throwing it out?!" I gasped. "Are you insane?"

"Maybe…"

"Edward, give me that." I snatched the card away from him.

"Oh, so you [i]do[/i] want it now?" He asked with a teasing smile on his face.

"No, I mean- I," I gave up. "Fine, have it your way."

Edward smiled; pleased with himself. "Trust me, you'll thank me later."

"Sure, sure," I rolled my eyes.

"Ready to see the hotel we're staying at?" He asked as we began walking back to the black car waiting for us outside the airport.

I nodded, and followed him into the car.

"I think you'll like it." He began. "I wasn't sure you were going to like the colors there, but I kind of liked them, and I don't think I have horrible taste in interior design- but it's not like I'm the next Sarah Richardson you know."

"Wait- Edward." I stopped him. "You didn't go into all this trouble just to find a hotel you think I'd like, did you…?"

He didn't answer.

"Edward?"

"Of course not…" He turned his head.

"Edward… Edward." I grabbed his face so he'd look at me. "I think you should stop focusing on what I'd like, because honestly; everything you do for me is amazing, everything you say to me is amazing. I could care less if you checked us in to the cheapest motel you can find. I'm just really happy you've even invited me to Paris; and especially because it's a business trip. I didn't even know you're allowed that."

"I'm not..." He admitted.

"Are you serious?" I began to panic. "Edward, what if you get fired?"

He began to laugh. "I can't get fired Bella, It's my company."

"You can't get fired huh? You've heard what happened to Steve Jobs right?"

"Bella, I'm not going to get fired just because I brought you on a business trip with me." He laughed again. "Although I must warn you; I probably won't be around a lot, as a result of the business trip. I hope that's okay. I've booked spa days and tour guide trips for you."

"Edward, that's not necessary."

"I just want you to have a good time."

"Thank you." I smiled. "It's crazy how good you treat me."

He smiled and his face began inching closer to mine. Again -for the millionth time- my stomach flipped. His lips touched mine ever so softly. For a brief second they laid there, and before I knew it, he was back looking out the window- smiling.