I know I have a few one chapter stories but I want to see which one gets the best response so I can focus on the one people like. Enjoy, oh, and keep smiling!

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'Tell us.'

'No.'

'Go on.'

'No.'

'Please!'

'No.'

'Pretty please?'

'Fine.'

'Really?'

'No!' We were sitting in our favourite coffee shop in Seattle; the aroma of fresh coffee filled the small Italian joint. As a group we made an agreement not to make Starbucks our meeting point, it's not that we don't like it; it's that Seattle is filled with Starbucks on every corner and these independently owned cafes are just better. Our hot spot was 'Agostina's', it had the best roasted coffee beans on the west side of Mississippi – well, that is our thoughts anyway.

'What are we talking about?' Emmett asked as he placed down a tray with everyone's order on it. We all reached for our caffeine shot of the day. You could hear simultaneous sighs of pleasure as everyone took a sip. Coffee is the juice of the Gods.

'Bella here, won't tell us about her date last night,' Alice complained.

'She won't even tell us his name!' Rosalie whined.

'Or if she brought him home!' Jasper mocked Rose.

She gave him the evils, 'just because we are adults, doesn't mean that I can't kick your arse dear brother!'

'You wouldn't be able to catch me in those heels you're wearing.'

'You're so gay!'

Jasper stuck his tongue out at Rose, to which she did the same back.

We all chuckled at their exchange before Emmett returned to the previous subject. 'Come on Bells, spill "le goss".'

'Le goss?'

'The gossip!'

I snickered, 'Emmett, sweet, sweet Emmett, putting 'le' in front of a word does not make it French.'

He gasped, 'Sacré bleu!'

We all burst out laughing, I heard the bell above the door ring but I didn't take note of who had entered the café.

'What's so funny?' I didn't have to look up to know who owned that voice, I could recognise it from anywhere and that sucked.

'Bonjour Edward,' Alice giggled, 'ça va?'

'Err,' Edward stumbled, 'gut?'

'Dude, that's German!' Jasper stated.

'Gracias?' Edward stuttered.

'Spanish!' Everyone said in unison.

'Ça va très bien, merci, ' I mumbled.

'What?' Edward asked as he pulled up a chair and sat down.

'' Ça va très bien, merci,' it means 'I'm very good thank you', I said.

He smiled that killer smile that I swear my knees went weak even though I was sitting down, 'and what if I'm not 'very good'?' He challenged.

I smiled, it reminded me of our years in high school, 'well then, you are royally screwed.'

His smile grew into that signature crocked grin of his…I think I'm a little aroused! Oh shit!

'So what took you so long, bro?' Emmett asked.

Edward diverted his eyes away from mine and I was able to think clearly once again. 'Tanya wanted me to go over some wedding stuff, that's all.'

Jasper started to hum the wedding march and everyone started to laugh, Alice gave me a sideways glance of sympathy and my heart started to ache. I looked down at Edwards hands clasped together on the table. Soon he would be wearing a wedding ring and there would be no chance of him and me becoming an 'us'.

'I'm going to get a coffee, back in a sec.' He got up and went to the counter; I had a perfect view of his tight arse from here. Sweet baby Jesus!

'Ugh, I really don't like Tanya, I just have this feeling that the two of them are so wrong for each other!' Rose quietly whispered. I couldn't agree with you more sister!

'It is Edward's decision babe, we have to respect it.' Emmett placed his hand on his wife's on the back.

Rosalie smiled and turned to face me, an evil glint in her eye.

I'm sure I looked like a deer caught in head lights.

'Bella, don't think we have forgotten about our original topic of conversation. Spill.'

'No!'

'Bella, do you want Mr. Cuddles to missing again? Or worse, Big Ted?' Emmett threatened.

I gasped in horror, 'you wouldn't dare…' I gave him my best evil eyes, which I'm sure wouldn't scare a bunny.

'Don't assume it is an empty threat, Bella.'

'Because when you assume you make an 'ass' out of 'u' and 'me'!' Jasper said and turned to high five Emmett.

'Who is being turned into an arse?' Edward asked as he sat back down opposite me.

'Oh, Bella. She went on a date last night.'

'Shut up, Emmett!'

Edward turned to me in shock, 'really?'

'What? You don't think I can get a date?'

'Oh no, it's not that. I think you are perfectly capable of going on dates. I mean, you got me to take you on one.' He smiled at me and held my stare.

In that moment I felt so warm and at home.

'Yeah, and then you barfed all over his shoes,' Jasper chuckled.

Yep. Fuzzy feeling is gone.

'Rose, control your twin! And I'll have you know that recently digested popcorn and roller coasters do not mix!' I protested.

'Well, I don't know,' Edward mused, 'if I remember correctly, I believe you wer-'

'I believe we are going off topic,' Alice cut in, 'again.' She sighed.

'Fine. I give up!' I sighed. 'I went on a date with this amazing guy; he took me to that new restaurant on the harbour.' My voice softened as remembered how in awe I was last night, 'we ate under the stars and twinkling fairy lights. It was so beautiful. We had oysters and-'

'I thought you hated oysters?' Edward stated. 'In fact, if memory serves me right, you hate any kind of seafood.'

I stumbled, that was true. 'Yeah, but-'

'Edward,' Alice chimed in, 'when you're on a date with a guy you really like and want to impress, and when he takes you to one of the best restaurants Seattle has to offer, you eat anything, even seafood.'

Edward looked confused and slightly concerned. There was also some other emotion playing about in his eyes but he turned away before I could decipher what it was.

'Bella, continue,' Rosalie said as she extended her arm.

'Oh, um, well that is it really.'

'What do you mean that is it? We have been sitting here for God knows how long waiting for you to tell us about last night, and that "is it"!'

'Sorry, there just isn't much more to tell…'

'Did you take him home?' Jasper asked with a cheeky grin.

'Maybe,' I said softly. I could feel the blood running to my cheeks so I ducked my head and hoped no one could see.

'Ohhhh,' everyone sang.

I took a sip of my coffee since I was desperate to divert the attention.

'Bella got down and dirty!' Emmett cheered.

I choked on my coffee and reached for my napkin. When I looked up I saw that every soul in the coffee shop was looking at me. Queue embarrassment.

'That's enough,' Edward said sternly.

We all gave him a questioning look and he faulted under the stares, 'Well, you know. She doesn't want to talk about it.'

Is he trying to protect me?

'How many times Bella?' Rosalie asked as she leaned forward, getting comfortable before she got her answer.

'I said enough!' Edward looked pissed.

I mentally gasped. He IS trying to protect me! Oh, hell no! I, Bella Swan, am an independent woman who doesn't need a man sticking up for me. Move aside Mr. Cullen.

I looked Edward squarely in the eyes, 'five times,' Edward's eyes widened and I thought I saw hurt, maybe even jealousy but I doubt it, after all, he is getting married soon.

'No way!' Emmett sounded like a kid on Christmas morning.

I kept holding Edward's stare, 'yes way, Emmett, five times,' now for the killer, 'at least.'

Edward lowered his eyes down to his coffee, Bella 1:0 Edward.

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