"Hi, Edward?" I said, more as a question than a statement.
"Hello Isabella." He sounded so charming that I didn't even bother to tell him to call me Bella instead. "Sorry to call so soon but you left your coat at my house in your hurry to get away from me. He sounded quietly nervous, something I wouldn't expect from such a popular boy. Except that, he wasn't popular, not particularly, he was just a guy, but a very attractive guy. And he had just called me - plain old me. I had temporarily stopped breathing, there was a raspy voice down the phone calling, "Bella, Isabella are you there?
"Yes, sorry, I'm out of it at the moment, just thinking about stuff."
"You weren't out of it last night." Edward said with the hint of a smirk in his seductive voice.
"Last night, I was under the cruel influence of alcohol, I was definitely out of it."
"Well then miss… Swan, is it? Are you telling me that you regret our little episode?
"No, I'm just saying that if I was sober, I may not have been so reckless. But I definitely don't regret it."
"Good, neither do I… about your coat, would you like me to bring it over for you, I'm headed into Port Angeles, aren't you out that way with Chief Swan?"
"Yes, I am, but Charlie's home today, so just be sure to be discreet, so that he doesn't suspect that I've been with you instead of Jess. I will wait outside for you, thank you Edward."
"That's quite alright Bella, and be sure to dress up warm, I'm taking you out for lunch, be ready in ten minutes."
The phone cut off, and I sat there on my bed in silence until I could grasp the idea of it. I was going out, on what was essentially a date, with the guy that everybody wants. I leaped off of my bed, causing my clock to fall over, I carefully adjusted it and strode over to my wardrobe with an air of confidence about me, that I thought could never be clouded, not now, not that I was going on a date, my first proper date; what to wear???
I opened my wardrobe and stared fixatedly at the row of hanging clothes. I pulled out some skinny-flares and a dark blue Abercrombie and Fitch top. I changed my underwear into something delicate and white, rather than red and lacy. I dressed in a hurry so that I would have time to do my hair. My jeans were far too long for my short legs despite being of regular length, so I wore some heels, a brave attempt for me, but I wouldn't be dancing around so I thought that they would suffice. I rarely styled my hair, it was naturally wavy, and I was happy with it that way. So I pulled it up into a loose knot so that it had little curly waves hanging down from behind my ears. Then I moved onto my makeup, I didn't wear much makeup either, I just used some mascara and lip gloss, I had no need for blusher, my cheeks were rosy already, that was a trait about myself that I absolutely hated. Finally I placed around my neck a dainty little locket, it had once belonged to my grandmother, and I rarely wore it for fear of breaking it. This occasion however, called for a little class.
In exactly ten minutes from when he had put his phone down, I heard another set of tires on my drive, different from the crunching sound of Jessica's ford Taunus, I had been educated about cars by Jacob, this car sounded a like a newer car, I knew he drove a Volvo, in silver, but I had no idea what model it was, and had no intention to look like an idiot by asking. I ran downstairs and opened the door before Edward could even get out of the car; nevertheless he got out and escorted me to the right hand side of the car, and opened the door for me like a true gentleman. I stepped into the car and buckled up. I was strangely nervous seeing as I had had sex with him only one night previously. He started to drive at a sensible speed down the long winding road that ran into Port Angeles, however his speed picked up fast, but he didn't seem to worry about crashing, he sat casually with one had one the wheel, catching my eye every so often. He smiled at my impressed expression as he pulled up outside an expensive Italian restaurant. Edward opened my door for me and leaned over me to undo my seatbelt. I stepped outside and steadied myself in my high heels. He held out his hand for me to take and escorted me into the warmth of the restaurant.
"A table for two please," Edward said politely to the waitress who by the way was very pretty. Once we had been seated I was about to start talking when I noticed that the waitress lingering around the table, probably inhaling the delicious scent emanating from the man sitting directly across the table from me. "May I just say that you look absolutely stunning?" Edward said to me in his melodic voice. Taking the hint that we wanted to be alone, the waitress scurried off blushing immensely. Edward took my hand and said, "now Bella, what would you like to eat?"