When we got to the restaurant, I wasn't hungry. Talking to him just made me escape into a different world, I didn't feel time passing by.
"You should order something." Edward insisted.
"I'm not hungry, honestly."
"Bella. You are a human. You're very fragile, you need some energy." His eyes were darting into mine like the last time we were here. The waitress came, immediately looking at Edward, and then looking at me with a bit of disgust. It was hard to get used to, but being with Edward always got the both of us attention.
"Hello, what would you like to order?" she asked, holding her notepad. "Oh, my name is Jane, by the way." She said, but I knew it was directed at Edward.
"Water and the spaghetti Bolognese, please." Edward told her, not asking for my opinion.
"Al-alright." The waitress was staring at Edward's face. She quickly brought the water. "Be back with your food soon."
"I'm going to the bathroom." I told Edward.
"Wait…" he gripped my hand as I got up, and he tried to concentrate. "She is going to try to ask you if I'm single." Of course she was, I didn't blame her.
"I'll try my best to inform her of your dating status." I laughed. If she knew it was our one-year anniversary, things wouldn't have gone very smoothly. I started heading to the bathroom, and as Edward told me, I saw the waitress (her name was either Jane or Jade) heading over to me.
"Um, excuse me?" I heard her coming behind my back. I quickly turned around.
"Yes?"
"Did you like the water?" It was a rather funny question to ask.
"Yes, I did." I tried to keep a straight face as I answered.
"Um… So… Is that guy your brother?" she got straight to the point.
"No."
"Your cousin, maybe?" she tried to cover every option she had; she still had a little hope.
"No…" I answered again.
"So do you know by any chance if he is taken or not?" I looked at her, she was pretty. She had clear blue eyes and very dark hair.
"He is currently in a relationship." I told her. I never liked to share what Edward and I had between us, and certainly not with a stranger. But I felt bad for her.
"Ah, okay." She seemed disappointed. I wanted to say something, but from this point on anything I said would be worse.