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"What kind of ice cream do you want?" I asked Edward.
"Bella, you know which ice cream I like." Edward laughed.
I did?
"I do?" I asked. Once of my eyebrows squinting while the other is wide open. Edward looked completely stunned.
"Um, cookies and cream.." He muttered.
I probably did know his ice cream flavor but I have so many things going on in my mind that I can't focus on one thing.
"Sorry. I have alot of things going on in my mind." I told him as I handed him his ice cream.
"You don't have to make any excuses." He shook his head.
"I'm not making any excuse." I told him. He waved his hand in the air while he was going to sit next to Kayla.
He thinks she will get mad at me? Is he trying to get her mind into junk?
Jackass.
"Bella?" I spun around and saw Esme and Susan walking over to us.
"Yes?" I asked them.
"I'm taking these two home and then were going over to the Cullen place for dinner." Susan smiled.
All of us? That was the first thought in my head.
Ah shit!
"All of us?" I asked. I could tell I was trembling.
"Yes." I nodded in understanding.
"Edward here are the keys. I'm riding home with Susan." Esme said handing the keys over to Edward.
"Alright mom. Be safe. See you home soon." Edward said giving Esme a kiss on the forehead.
Esme picked up Daniel and Susan picked up Kayla. They started walking toward the van.
Ugh. They had to leave me with Edward?
I started walking away from him, towards the play ground.
"What are you doing?" He asked finally catching up to me.
"Being a kid for once. You should try it." I said climbing the steps that reached the slide.
"I'm very much a kid thank you." Edward said following me.
"Your not." I laughed turning around facing him.
He looked so beautiful standing there. He smiled that crooked smile that I love.
Heaven. I could get lost in that smile.
"How am I not a child?" He said. Curriosity written all over his face.
"You speak so formal. Your too polite. Like an old man. You dress so properly. Your teeth are a perfect shade of white." I said poiting my finger into his chest.
"So you think I'm a gentleman? That's why I'm not a kid?" He asked.
"Yes. And you wanna know why I hate all that stuff about you?" I asked taking a step backward.
"Because I'm beautiful and you have competition?" He asked smirking.
"No, because it bothers the hell out of me!" I screamed in his face. He took a step backward. Probably afriad of my sudden outburst.
"How does me being a gentleman bother you?" He didn't yell but I could tell he wasn't calm either.
"I never had a father role model in my life." I said looking at me feet.
Could I get the secret out now?
"What do you mean?" He asked taking the step back and coming towards me.
"I don't have a real father." I muttered.
"Then you have a step-father?" He shivered.
"What?" I asked putting my hand on his arm.
"I hate that movie." I laughed at him.
"Me too." I said looking in his eyes.
"Now what did you want to tell me?" He asked brushing some hair out of my face. I could feel all the blood from my face running to my cheeks.
Stupid blushing problem.
"I want to tell you... two things... first, I'm in love with you and second.... I.." How could I get this out?
