Even after five years of being married to him, her stomach still filled with butterflies when she went out on a date with him. Their love still had that special, mysterious spark to it which made the world seem a much better place to live in.
It was a Sunday night. Both of them were on a wonderful date, both extremely enjoying eathother's company. In between their date, when they were having their dinner, he finally did it. He confessed.
"Bella," he said, "I have a confession to make."
She looked up at him and wondwered what he had to say.
"What is it Edward?"
"I always tell you that I never lie to you don't I?"
"Yes, you do. But what does that have to do with anything?"
"Well, there is this one little thing I have lied to you about..."
"What have you lied to me about?"
"Just promise me you won't get upset..."
What did he not want to tell her that would make her upset?
"Is it something bad?"
"You could say... just promise me you won't get upset."
"Okay. I promise."
"I lied to you about..."
"About?"
"I lied to you about... not being able to wear my tie on my own. I just tell you that so that you help me wear it. I like it better when you do it for me." Now his eyes were full of amusement. Here she was thinking that it was something that depended on their lives and all he was up to was... annoy her. In a good way, of course.
Bella laughed and playfully slapped him on his arm. He was laughing too.
"As if I already didn't know that." She lied.
"Sure you did." He, of course knew that she had no idea.
Even after Edward Cullen's confession of being able to wear his tie himself, Isabella Swan always made sure to do it for him.
The End