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Chapter Three: Have a taster
Hair up or down? Umm…down. Straightened or curled? Gah! Stupid decisions! I can't believe I'm admitting this to myself, but I need Alice! I thought, stressed. A knock on my window made me jump out of my skin and knocked me from my thoughts.
"Why hello, Bella," She said smirking. "Need some help there?"
"Aliiiiiiice! Please, please oh pretty please with lemon zest on top" (A/N Sorry, couldn't resist) I pleaded. "Wait a sec. Aren't you supposed to be hunting?"
"Yeah, but you're predictable," she winked. Then she was all business. "Wear the navy blue blouse you have, Edward loves that on you. And those white jeans too. Oh, and have your hair naturally wavy, it's cute." She handed me the clothes along with a pair of navy and white checked high tops at vampire speed. "Oh, and Bells?"
"Yeah?"
"Put these on first." I blushed as she handed me a navy blue lacy bra and panty set. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some giant squid to hunt." I was about to question her about the giant squid thing, but she dropped from my window, and I was left to prepare for my date. Well, that was random, I thought.
It was Saturday night and I was staying over at Edwards after he brought me to dinner. Mmmm, his bed is wonderful, it smells like him. Yum! Tonight, I was going to be bold. Daring. And I was going to request what I wanted, which was what I think he also wants. He was going to have a taste.
I know that I shouldn't be so nervous about a date with my boyfriend of about a year, but the pretty waitresses hitting on him made me annoyed and edgy. I kept waiting for him to realise how plain and boring I was. And to top it off, tonight after dinner was going to be awkward and I knew it.
After applying some clear gloss, mascara and eyeliner, I walked downstairs, grabbed my white clutch and walked out the door. It wasn't raining, but the air was clogged with a thick fog. In the drive was a shiny silver Volvo. On the passenger side of the car, holding the door open was my wonderful Edward. I grinned widely.
"Hello, beautiful," he smiled.
"Hey handsome," I replied quietly, blushing. As I approached the car I slid into Edwards arms. We fit perfectly together, like two puzzle pieces. "I've missed you."
"Bella, it's been an hour and twenty minutes, forty three seconds. I've been away longer than that before." He looked into my eyes. "Nevertheless, I missed you more." He kissed my forehead and I climbed into the car.
"Not that anyone's counting or anything." I smiled.
I settled in to my seat, listening to the purr of the Volvo and 'First Love by Yiruma' on the radio.
"What did you do while I was getting ready?" I asked. I suppose I just love the sound of his voice-which was smooth like velvet and Yiruma's pianist skills, no matter how soothing could not compare to the sweet sound of my angels voice-I could listen to it all day.
"Changed and hunted; the usual." He replied casually.
"Any bears or mountain lions tonight?" I replied, half mocking his casual manner.
"Two mountain lions," He grinned. "Emmett though is probably feasting on giant squid right now, though."
"Squid?"
"Yeah, we'd never really tried to hunt or feed underwater before, so they're experimenting."
"Sounds fun." Sounds bloody scary, but, whatever.
"Enough about my diet. What are you in the mood for?" He said, changing the subject as he noticed I was uncomfortable. "Italian? Chinese? Indian? What Bella wants, Bella shall get." Well, we'll see about that tonight, won't we?
"How about Italian? To celebrate our anniversary of our first, um…date?"
"Yum, Italian. Sounds good to me. Delicious." He joked. I giggled for a while and remembered that night.
"The only Italian things you'll be eating are ibex, chamois, brown bear, wolves, and deer
." I joked. "Unless you've decided to change your eating habits." I joked.
"Bella, we don't joke about whether or not I may kill people." He warned.
"Sorry." I said, ashamed.
"Well, I did bring it on myself, love. Am I forgiven?" He'd never want me to feel bad. Even if he had too take the blame on himself. It's sweet.
"That depends. Am I?" I winked at him.
"You were forgiven before you even said it, love." I loved it when he called me love.
"Then yes, you're forgiven." I grinned.
"Thank-you."
"My pleasure."
"All right. Too La Bella Italia!" He smiled.
"Someone's exited."
"I like taking you places." He explained, still smiling.
"You also like buying me things." I huffed.
"I like to spoil you."
"I figured that one out all by my self."
"You also are in a good mood. May I ask why?"
"Yes you may."
"Why, then?" He questioned.
"I like doing things with you." If it was with him, I'd probably do anything.
"I like that too."
We soon pulled up to the restaurant. We were seated by an obviously gay man who was eying up Edward in a way that was by no means subtle. I could tell that Edward was trying very hard to figure out whether he wanted to laugh at the man, or kick him through a wall. I think he decided it was more humorous in the end, because he just gave me a look that said 'are his thoughts as clear on his face as I think they are?' and I nodded. He really struggled to hold back his laughter. A few seconds later our server came out. Oh, here we go again, I thought. She walked over to us with her head down and didn't see Edward until she'd arrived at our table.
"Hello, I'm Amber and I-" She finally seen Edward and continued her sentence only looking at him. "Umm, I…I'll be your, erm, sever tonight." Wait, I thought. Amber? Amber from last year amber? Oh. My. Edward. Cullen. (A/N I put the OMEC in just for randomsillycullen) Edward looked at me and was obviously thinking the same thing. By the look on her face, she recognised us, too. "What can I get you to drink?" I didn't miss that she was speaking only to him. Again. He looked at me. This was getting comical.
"I'll have a Coke." I said, just like the last time.
"Two Cokes," he said.
"De ja vu, much?" I said under my breath, but I knew he heard it.
"I'll be right back with that," she assured him with another unnecessary smile. But he didn't see it. He was watching me. Just like last time. She walked away, and when she was gone completely, I burst into hushed laughter as did Edward.
"She was thinking what I think she was thinking wasn't she?" She wanted to rape him on the spot. I didn't blame her, because so did I.
"Mhmm."
"Figures."
"What do you mean 'figures'?" He asked.
"I mean that you're very… um, I don't know the right word… Delicious?" He chuckled. Just as he was laughing quietly, Amber came back with our drinks and a basket of breadsticks. She stood with her back to me as she placed them on the table. Well, she hasn't changed a bit.
"Are you ready to order?" she asked yet again only to Edward.
"Bella, my love" he asked, emphasising the 'my love' part to make her she me as his date a bit more clearly. She turned unwillingly toward me. I picked the something different from the first time we were here.
"Um… I'll have the lasagne, please."
"And you?" She turned back to him with a smile.
"Nothing for me," he said. Of course not. But today I knew the reason behind that for definite.
"Let me know if you change your mind." The coy smile was still in place, but he wasn't looking at her, and she left dissatisfied.
"So, do you think she's a robot, and doesn't have any other things in her vocabulary?" I asked, hoping he wouldn't remember the previous conversation we'd had before being interrupted. No such luck.
"Her thoughts are so indecent that I'd think not. Nothing would be so cruel as to make someone that crude. But back to our conversation from before. Delicious, am I?"
I took a sip from my coke to stall. This was useless, because it only took all of three seconds. Okay Bella. Be bold, you're going to need the practise this is nothing compared to tonight's requirements of courage. "Yes." I said simply.
"In what way?" His eyes lit up with curiosity.
Brave, Bella. Be brave. "As in yummy. As in phowar, he's gorgeous." I admitted. I felt myself turn crimson.
"Love. The delicious one here is you. And I mean that literally."
"Um…Thanks?" Ok, I think that was a compliment… I thought.
"You're welcome." He replied. "So, now I'm gorgeous?" If I could be a deeper red, I turned it that second. I decided to be brave.
"Yes, you are."
"Then thank you."
"Then you're welcome."
The waitress arrived with the food. I was almost thankful until she turned back to Edward. Then I wanted to kill her. She leaned over the table so that her obviously fake boobs were almost spilling out of her very low cut top, about one and a half feet from my boyfriends face. Well, it's only taken only a year and she's turned into a slut, I thought. I looked to Edward, afraid encase this pleased him in any way. I was very pleased at his behaviour. He looked at her face and stared her in the eye; he then rolled his eyes dramatically so she could see it very well and gazed at me. He chuckled slightly. She then stormed off and the two of us sat there giggling about how she belongs in a brothel.
"You know, I could smell the plastic from those things about ten feet away!" He chuckled talking about her 'assets'. "You ready, love?"
"Yep." The lasagne was lovely, and very filling.
"How are we doing over here?" The waitress asked, as she approached us. Her voice had lost its peppiness. Thank goodness she'd gotten the message.
"We'd like the cheque, thank-you." He replied looking at me the whole time. She came back with the bill and Edward paid and left a generous tip, considering that she was practically giving hip a lap dance. Okay, maybe that's a slight exaggeration, but he's mine, she should know that from last year. I finished the last sip of my drink as Edward pulled out my chair for me.
"Always the gentleman." I said as I inhaled his scent.
"Well, you could say I'm a little old fashioned."
"Yes, babe. A little." I joked, oozing sarcasm. "And I love you for it."
"And I love you." He replied. We walked out together standing close together and he had his arm round me. I like this improvement from last year. The increased intimacy. We walked to the car, and then began our trip back to the Cullen's home. Charlie thought I was staying with Alice tonight, but what the man doesn't know can't hurt him.
As we got closer and closer to his house, I got more and more nervous about the preposition I was going to make tonight. My heart began to race as I became more and more terrified.
"Are you alright, my Bella?" He looked worried.
"Mhmm." I squeaked. We pulled into the garage and I thought I was going to collapse.
