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Chapter 6 – Mr. March

Bella jumped up to answer the door. She was dying to see Mr. March in the flesh. He had looked seriously cute in his photo – blonde hair, tanned skin and sparkling blue eyes with a naughty glint in them. She was definitely ready for a game of doctors and nurses with this one. As long as Cullen didn't make a surprise guest appearance as the hospital orderly.

Rose had informed her that Mr. March was a sucker for a pretty smile, and while Bella knew her natural facial expression was more of a sulky pout, she was sure to flash both rows of teeth as she opened the door. "You must be Carlisle," she grinned. "So glad you could finally make it! I'm Bella Swan, your photographer."

"Hi Bella. I'm so sorry I'm late! There was an emergency at the hospital, so I couldn't get off my shift in time. Thanks so much for waiting for me. Most photographers would just cancel and book another model." She eyed the bulging muscles in his arm as he shook her hand.

"Oh, it's no problem, really," said Bella. It was totally worth the wait. She was imagining Carlisle in a white doctor's coat… and nothing else. Doctor, I think there's a problem with my heart rate. And my lady parts.

Her daydream was rudely interrupted by Edward. She knew they'd just made a truce, but she really wanted to slap him again. "Carlisle! Oh, hey man! Good to see you."

"Edward! This is a surprise. I didn't know you'd be working on this shoot." The two men bro-hugged each other.

"Wait, you guys know each other?" asked Bella. This could prove to be a huge spanner in the works.

"Yeah, we play tennis together at the club," explained Edward.

"Actually, Eddie here used to go to med school with me until he dropped out to pursue photography. Glad to see that's working out for you, dude!" added Carlisle.

Med school? Bella's mind raced. That certainly explained Edward's earlier comments about his family not supporting his career choices. As much as she loved being behind the camera, she'd be pretty pissed too if a child of hers gave up a lucrative medical career to try and find his feet in the uncertain world of photography. He was taking a huge gamble.

"Well, I'm only here on an internship," Edward confessed, humbly.

"And he's doing great," Alice butted in. Too kind for her own good, as usual. "We think Edward's going to have a bright future ahead of him, don't we Bella?"

"Er, yeah, sure," Bella lied. She'd never even seen any of Cullen's work. He'd been pestering her on every shoot to look at some of his photographs but she'd put him off, telling him she was too busy. She'd really had no interest in seeing his pictures, assuming he was just a rich kid with a nepotistic auntie playing at shutterbug. Now she was starting to realise he was having to fight for this career. Maybe I should take him a bit more seriously, she thought.

While Bella pondered Edward's predicament, Alice took charge of the situation. "Carlisle, there's a robe behind the screen over there. If you want to undress and slip into the robe, I'll start on your hair and make up. My name's Alice, by the way!"

"OK, thanks Alice," Carlisle returned Alice's infectious smile and headed over to the screen.

Edward came over to talk to me. "Bella, I know we've just made nice, so I don't want to piss you off again – but do you think it would be okay if I sit this one out? I mean, Carlisle and I know each other pretty well. It might be… weird if he has to strip off and pose naked in front of me. I don't want to my presence to make him feel uncomfortable. What do you think?"

I think it's fucking perfect, thought Bella. "Oh, yeah, that's fine… I guess." She punched the air internally.

"Great, thanks for understanding," he grinned. "I'll make it up to you on the next shoot, I promise."

"Sure," she replied, as she watched him get ready to leave, making sure he remembered to pick up all his belongings this time. "Oh, and Edward?"

"Yeah?" he called back, as he started out the door.

"Bring some of your photos with you next time – I'd really like to see them."

He beamed, in what even Bella had to admit was a totally endearing way. "Absolutely! See you next time!"

oOo

Bella didn't know if it was Edward's absence, or Alice deciding to stick around for longer than strictly required, or just Carlisle's exuberant personality, but this photo shoot was more fun than the last two put together.

As Easter fell in March next year, Carlisle was reclining on a patch of fake grass with a giant chocolate egg protecting his modesty. He was surrounded by fluffy bunnies and yellow chicks, and, thanks to a brainwave of Alice's, his buff naked body was covered in streaks of chocolate body paint, which both girls had thoroughly enjoyed painting on.

It wasn't long before the three of them were in absolute hysterics. It was Bella who had set them all off. She had noticed Alice was trying to stifle a fit of giggles while they were setting up, and Carlisle had a completely bemused look on his face but was trying to stay professional. The last thing a model would dream of doing was criticise a photographer's artistic direction. It was professional suicide. But there was no denying it – the whole thing was completely ridiculous. So Bella decided to break the tension: "I'm not sure how Jesus would feel about our representation of the celebration of his rising again, but I'm sure Eclipse magazine readers will love it."

It all went downhill from there. Carlisle kept the laughter going by cracking jokes between poses. "Be honest, ladies. What do you find sexier – me, or the chocolate?" Managing to finally get himself together, Carlisle was able to keep a straight face for a couple of usable shots. But he soon had the girls in hysterics again when he started eating the chocolate body paint. "Oooh, this stuff is gooood!" he exclaimed, licking his fingers. "Bella, Alice – get your asses over here. You have to try this. Come on!" He beckoned them over with chocolate-covered fingers. How could they resist an offer like that?

Alice got there first and tentatively dipped a finger in some of the body paint on the model's arm. "No, no, no, no, no, no! That's not how you eat it, woman! You have to lick it – off moi." Carlisle pulled his arms back and brandished his chocolate-covered chest to the girls, with a stupid look on his face. They collapsed into fits of giggles again, caught each other's eye and shrugged. Ah, what the hell? Bella and Alice both bent down at the same time to lick Carlisle's chest and bashed heads. "Ow!" they both squealed, still laughing hysterically.

"Now, now ladies. No need to fight over me," joked Carlisle, laughing along with them. "Form an orderly queue."

"He's all yours, Bella," said Alice, sitting back and rubbing her sore head. "I'm on a diet, anyway."

"Come on Bella, what are you waiting for? Taste me." Carlisle fixed his bright blue eyes on Bella and raised an eyebrow.

Feeling the laughter fade and a sudden shift in the mood, Bella crawled towards Carlisle on all fours. She noticed the look of mirth in his blue eyes had been replaced with something else. Suddenly this didn't feel funny any more.

She leaned forward and lowered her head towards his brown, glistening chest and slowly extended her tongue. She chose her spot carefully, taking a long, gentle lick over Carlisle's nipple and up over his well-defined pectoral muscle. Bella raised her head languorously until her eyes were level with Carlisle's. "Mmmmm," she purred. "Delicious."

A/N: Mmm-mmm! Anyone else feeling a little hungry now? If you like Bella/Carlisle, please check out my one-shot 'Breathless'. Thanks for reading!