A/N: I accidentally shut off my laptop and it erased the original chapter…thankfully I was only about 200 words in, so I can just rewrite it. Finally on vacation now so maybe I'll be faster with my updates, right?
Edward's POV:
"Table for two?" The waiter asked.
"Yes," I answered, holding Bella's hand in mine.
"Right this way," He said, showing us to a table in the back. I held Bella's chair out for her; once she sat down, I went to my seat and the waiter spoke again, "Would you like anything to drink?"
I let Bella go first, "Uh, a coke please." She answered.
"Make that two cokes, please," I added. He left us alone and Bella bit her lip, smiling to herself. Even when she did that, it made her look beautiful; pure. Her hair was still slightly damp, and hung in dark brown waves. She always liked to wear my button down shirts; I loved when she wore my blue one, it made her skin look a delicious ivory color.
"What?" I asked grinning, "Is this too much?"
"No, no of course not." She replied with a laugh, "Its perfect, Edward. I just can't believe my father actually said yes to letting us come to Florida together…alone."
I laughed, "I'm quite amazed myself."
"I guess he trusts you a lot," She replied, reaching across to place her hand over mine. I wrapped my fingers around hers lightly and she smiled again. Our waiter was back then.
"Are we ready to order?" The waiter asked.
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We finished dinner and drove back to the hotel. "I was wondering what we should do for tomorrow?" I asked her, "Is there anything you wanted to do?"
"Hm…well, I'm not sure yet," Bella replied, turning away from the window to look at me. I cut the engine when we got into the parking lot. I walked over to her side of the car and opened the door for her, helping her out. It started to drizzle, invisible drops of water; it rapidly got heavier and we ran into the building to cover ourselves from it. We were soaked by the time we reached the door; Bella squeezed the water out of her now, dripping, straight, black hair. I ran my fingers through mine to comb some of it out, but it only stuck together. "And to think it was sunny this morning," I said, watching the rain pour down.
"That's Florida for you," Bella laughed, standing up straight. She yawned, "I'm pretty tired from today anyway."
I knew Bella loved being here in Florida again; she moved up to Forks from Jacksonville when her mom died; she loved the sun and heat, just like her old home in Arizona. The last time she was in Arizona, though, was when she was eight; but they moved to Jacksonville when she was nine. I was glad she had moved up to Forks; the reason behind it, not so much, but I was glad she'd said yes to me.
I remember going to Bella's house for her fifteenth birthday. We walked in holding hands, and I explained to Charlie how much I wanted to be with her, and how much I liked her. I also remembered how Charlie called me a smart-ass for waiting until the minute she turned fifteen; but then he laughed and said yes. I'd never seen Bella smile so big.
We got up into the room and Bella collapsed on the bed, facing the ceiling. She laughed as I lay down next to her and placed my arms on both sides of her head. I trailed chaste kisses down her face and to her lips; she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer. "I love you," She said, pressing her forehead up against my shoulder.
"I love you too," I said, kissing her forehead. She fell asleep in my arms a few minutes later and I smiled. I loved it when I could hold her like this; it felt right, because she was all mine and I was all hers.
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Many weeks had already gone by, but Bella and I were still glad of each other's company. We only had about another three weeks until I had to leave for London. We'd been all over Florida; Bella wanted to explore so she would know her way around. "Maybe I can come and visit you in London during Christmas break." She said, turning her head to look up at me.
She was lying across the couch with her head on my lap, playing with the fabric of my sleeve while she held my hand in hers.
"Or I could come here," I said, "I'm sure it'd be a lot warmer."
Bella nodded, "Yes, but I can afford a plane ticket."
"I didn't mean it like that," I replied, smirking at her implication, "however, I'm just saying, you'd probably enjoy it here than in London…it will probably be cold."
"Forks all over again," Bella sighed teasingly. I rested my hand on her waist and lightly traced circles over her flat stomach. She breathed a light laugh and watched the television again. "I still think I should visit you," She added after a long moment.
I chuckled, "Honestly, Bella. It's fine…money is not my biggest concern…plus, I'm sure you'd be much happier here, in warm weather."
"Edward—," Bella began to protest, but I placed my hand over her mouth to stop her.
"We'll figure something out…" I promised, "Let's not argue over this, please."
"Fine," She sighed. I leaned down and kissed her forehead, brushing her hair out of her eyes. By some point of the afternoon, I had shifted positions and lay across the couch with Bella in my arms. I had constantly whispered words in her ear, smirking when she reached behind to flick my face.
"You're beautiful when you're angry," I laughed, pressing my lips against the back of her head.
"Edward, I'm trying to watch." She grinned.
"And how's that working for you?" I smirked, holding her closer.
"Not too well." Bella replied, turning around to face me. She kissed me for a moment and shook her head, "Now let me watch."
"You can't be serious?" I laughed, "You find…whatever this is, more entertaining than kissing me?"
"No…it's not…" Bella answered, "But I happen to like this show."
"Okay," I surrendered, "You can watch your show…that's more important than me." I teased in a whisper. She brought her hand back and grabbed my hair, tugging it lightly.
"Edward…"
"Sorry, force of habit."
A/N: Sorry this took so long! But today was Christmas and so my family was over…yesterday I was baking all day with my mom and sister, and we're finally on vacation so maybe some more updates. Not tonight unfortunately.