Edward led them to a tiny diner on Paradise Rd, directly across the street from the Hard Rock Café. "Have you ever been there?" he asked, pointing at it.

Bella laughed, "I've been here since Monday, it's not Saturday. Of course I've been there."

He smiled, pulling out her chair for her. Off her look, he shrugged, "We're married now, I have to do married life things."

"Oh, great. Should I play the loving, doting wife who has meals cooked for her hardworking husband, or the overbearing nag when you can't remember to put the toilet seat down?" They both laughed.

"Hardworking isn't exactly the words I'd use to describe me," Edward said, picking up his menu.

Bella's ears perked at that. She didn't really know a whole lot about her new husband other than he was a Bette Midler fan and 21. "Oh? What words would you use?"

"Lazy, overbearing, and spoiled," Edward said calmly. She widened her eyes, not expecting him to talk that way about himself. "Well, those are the words my Dad would use. He's the Chief of Surgery in Seattle, Washington, where I live. I'm actually a student at the University of Washington - going into my last year this year."

She nodded, gratefully accepting the iced tea the waitress handed her. "That's cool, what are you studying?"

He sipped his Pepsi before answering, almost sheepishly, "Majoring in music studies, double minoring in psychology and English."

Bella nodded in approval, "I'm majored in English, as well." Flipping through her menu, she glanced at him, "What are you hoping to do with your life?"

Edward laughed, "This is why I'm lazy and spoiled. See, my father thinks that music studies is a ridiculous choice for a major. Psych, well, I could make an honest career out of that. Get my masters, take a couple bio and chem courses, and become a psychiatrist. That's a real job." Edward stopped long enough to inform the waitress he wanted a burger and fries, while Bella opted for the mushroom ravioli, before continuing. "But me, I want to be a musician. Remember how I can play piano?" At Bella's nod, he smiled shyly, "Well… I'm really good. So good that I actually spent last summer touring with the Seattle Classic Orchestral Company." Her eyes widened in respect and astonishment.

"So, even with that accomplishment, your Dad sees it as a make believe fantasy?" Edward nodded. "Wow, harsh."

"What about you? How old are you anyway?"

"Twenty-three, I graduated from the University of Phoenix last year, and just finished my first year of my BEd at the same place. I want to teach high school English." Bella smiled at the waitress as she set the food down, and blew on a bite before tasting it. "Oh my goodness, this is delicious." The waitress smiled and nodded, before walking away.

"Teaching, that sounds awesome." Edward tried some of his fries. "So, tell me more about you? We're married, we should at least know the other person."

Bella nodded, agreeing with his sentiments. "Well, I grew up with my mother, Renee, in Phoenix, Arizona. She's kind of a scatterbrained mess - I've tried anything under the sun because she gets all these weird ideas and signs us up for a bunch of different classes. I took ballet when I was a kid, yoga, scrapbooking, knitting, quilting, you name it. I've even taking about thirty different cooking and baking classes, so I'm an excellent cook. Which is a good thing - Mom can't cook at all. She's too fuzzy to remember what she's doing." Bella laughed, and Edward smiled, hearing her talk about her family was doing all kinds of things to his heart.

"What about your father? He in the picture?"

She smiled, a little sadly, "Yeah, but I haven't seen him in five years. He lives in a little town about an three and a half hours outside of Seattle, actually. It's a deadend town called Forks, population is like my Dad and two other people, I swear. I used to spend summers there, but then we got into this huge fight over my ex and I haven't been back."

"Oh? He had problems with the ex, huh? Doesn't all fathers?" they shared a laugh. "My dad, however, had troubles with all girls. They took away from my studies, and if I wasn't making straight A's then I wasn't worthy of his time." He rolled his eyes, "Okay, I'm being harsh. But that's only because this whole trip was a way to get away from him for the summer. During school I live on campus, but during the summer months I'm back in their house, and believe me, despite being a mansion there is not enough rooms to get away from my parents."

Bella coughed, "You live in a mansion?"

He laughed at her befuddled expression, "Well, yeah. The Chief of Surgery doesn't get paid chump change. And my mother was a famous Broadway actress back in the day - it's where my musical abilities come from."

"Whew…," she whistled in awe. "Wait, I thought you said this trip was for your birthday?"

"This week in Vegas is for my birthday, but I didn't go home at all this summer. I've been touring all of the US, so far I've been in New York, Miami, and after this week in Vegas is over I'm off to LA for the last leg of the journey."

"Hmm, sounds fun. I'd love to just take the summer off, go do whatever I want. It'd be the best way to just forget about the dramas of college, life, and everything." Bella finished the last bite of her ravioli and wiped her mouth with a napkin, then took her final swig of iced tea.

Jessica, their waitress, walked over to the table to get the dirty dishes. "Will you be having any dessert today?" she asked, glancing at Edward with lust filled eyes. Bella was shocked to feel a little bit of jealousy course through her.

Edward was playing up to her interest, however, and that made her even more jealous. "Yes, what are the house pies today?"

Jessica cooed a little at his voice, listing off the pie flavours with a low voice, the one Bella used when she was trying to get a guy into bed with her.

"Awesome, I'll have the butterscotch cream," Bella interjected, leaning closer to Edward across the table. Edward glanced at her and smirked, before agreeing to the same kind of pie. Jessica nodded, suddenly polite and professional, and walked away with the plates.

"So… about our current situation," Bella started, suddenly nervous.

He nodded, mimicking her position and tone. "I agree. Obviously we can't stay married, we don't know each other and live on opposite sides of the country."

"Exactly. And we didn't … do anything last night," she said, blushing a little at the memory of him in a towel, "So we should go see an annulment lawyer or something?" Bella finished on a question, looking to Edward for answers.

"I guess so, I'm sure Vegas is absolutely filled with them."

Jessica returned with their pies, and they ate in silence, Bella using her cellphone's wifi connection to look up different lawyers in the area.

After dinner, Edward paid the bill and they made their way outside with a name of a renowned annulment lawyer who was open late. Edward glanced at Bella, who had been pretty quiet for the last fifteen minutes. "Are you okay?"

Bella shook herself out of her own thoughts and laughed, "Yeah, I'm just imagining my mother's reaction to what went down on my vacation." He smiled and she rolled her eyes, "C'mon, let's go see this Jasper Hale guy."

A/N: Like I said, this isn't going to be a long story - maybe 10 chapters. I'm still trying to figure out how to end it. Any suggestions would be appreciated :) Please review! I need more than cplust, who still owes me a review!