A/N: Sorry, this is a pretty short chapter, but I'm finally updating! And hopefully this is worth it...
"Oh. My. God. Edward is going to love this!" Alice squealed.
"Why are you doing this?" I groaned. But secretly I hoped she was right. I was in the bathroom where Alice was doing my hair with cream-colored ribbons and hot things that made me nervous.
"Because you promised. And because as my bestest friend in the whole wide world you are required to let me give you makeovers." I tried to sigh dramatically but ended up laughing anyway. "You used to love playing dress up!" she accused.
"But you're taking too long. I miss Edward."
"Well, I miss Jasper."
"That's totally different. You live with him."
"Come on, I'm almost done." She released a curl of my hair, and it fell to my cheek, uncomfortably warm. She sprayed me with hairspray and I started coughing.
"Some best friend," I muttered.
"It's perfect!" she sighed happily.
"That's great!" I said cheerily. "Can I please go see Edward, now?"
"Fine. But you have to model for him."
"I am absolutely okay with that!" I said, snippy.
"Great!" she exclaimed. "Let's go!" I followed her to the living room where Edward was sitting on the couch. I smiled shyly at him and he got up and came over to me.
"You're beautiful," he said.
"That's kind of Alice's specialty," I said ruefully. I probably should be grateful to her for putting the effort into my appearance that I never did.
"You don't need Alice to look beautiful," he said, shooting Alice a dirty look. "And I can do hair just as good as she can." He sounded jealous and I giggled.
"You can do my hair tomorrow," I promised.
"I'll do it better than she did... I won't even use a curling iron!" He bragged. Oh, yeah, he was jealous. I laughed.
I hugged him and Alice started freaking out that I was going to mess up my hair. "You need to relax," I muttered into Edward's chest. I didn't feel like turning around to look at her.
"Ugh. I'm going to go hunt with Jasper. Bye Bella!"
"Bye." I felt a little guilty about my attitude when she left. "Ah, I should apologize to her," I said.
Edward snorted. "Alice isn't really offended, she just wants you to feel bad so she gets her way."
"Still..." I said, frowning at the door.
He turned me back to him. "If you're not going to model for me, will you at least dance with me?" He pretended to be annoyed, but I could see laughter in his eyes. My heart leapt to my throat as I stared. I shook off off, preparing a witty remark. That's when I saw it.
Around his pupils, flecks of gold decorated his crimson irises. I gasped. He looked down, embarrassed, knowing exactly what I'd seen. "Ah... shall we?" He refused to acknowledge it, and that worked for me.
He spun me around and around the living room, and I got dizzy, laughing. Eventually my two left feet got the better of me, and I stumbled. Of course, Edward caught me before I got anywhere near the floor, but instead of pulling me up he held me there, bent backwards, supporting me with ease.
My heart skipped a beat, and I remained motionless, waiting for... what? We stood there for minutes, maybe hours, and I couldn't breathe. Eventually, though, he pulled me upright, still supporting me by the elbows.
"Uh..." I said awkwardly. What had just happened?
"I'm sorry," he said.
"For what?" Did he feel... wait, what did I feel?
"It's nothing," he said dismissively, and I felt almost disappointed. But we danced and the way he smiled down on me made me forget everything, forget myself. There was nothing in the world but him.
"What are we listening to?" I asked.
"It's an original."
"Wow," I breathed. Would he ever cease to amaze me? Suddenly his hands tightened on my waist and he lifted me into the air. I gasped, squealing as he spun me and my legs flew out. As he slowed, my feet made contact with the ground and he spun me some more.
"Knock it off, I'm getting dizzy again," I muttered. He chuckled, and his breath felt cool and smelled nice. I got even dizzier.
"What shall I do, then?" he whispered, and everything fell into place.
"Kiss me," I breathed, and his breath caught. Before I could become ashamed or nervous, I closed my eyes. I could feel him lean closer, and then his cold lips pressed gently to mine.
My heart began beating wildly in my chest. This had never occurred to me. I'd never thought that Edward could be more than everything he was to me already. I responded enthusiastically, and when he pulled away we were gasping.
"Wow," he said. I nodded. Wow didn't even cover it. I giggled. I can't believe that just happened! Edward gently brushed a stray curl behind my ear, his fingers touching my cheek.
"You have a beautiful laugh, Bella," he said softly, and I melted further into his arms.
He removed all the pins holding my hair up, so the curls tumbled to my waist. It felt a lot better.
"Thank you," I said, then paused. "I'd... like to do that again sometime," I admitted, blushing.
He chuckled a little. "And so you shall," he said, pecking me on the lips. "But..." he became surprisingly serious then, "there's no rush. I don't want you to feel pressured into anything, okay?"
"Okay." I didn't feel pressured at all. It felt completely natural. My head over his heart, his arms holding me securely, adoringly, and the way he ran his fingers through my hair. It was just right.
He took me home that night, and laid down with me. He hummed to me. I wanted to stay awake and listen to him, but as he hummed my lullaby, I couldn't help but drift to sleep, feeling more whole than I ever had before.
A/N: *Squealing* That was so much fun to write! They're finally together... I didn't make that weird, did I? Thank you for the follows, favorites, and reviews! I annoy my friends and family with my excitement every time you give me one!
