Bella felt like she'd been walking with Edward forever- but she also felt like the whole night had flown by in a heartbeat. As they wandered the grounds, they suddenly came across a beautiful white gazebo, strewn with hundreds of flowers and candles. Judging from the rows and rows of folding chairs and the mariachi band packing up, it had been some wedding.

As Bella soaked in the romantic surroundings, Edward still couldn't take his eyes off his princess.

"Any chance I can yet you to remove that mask of yours?" he asked.

"On the first date?" Bella said playfully. "I don't think so."

Edward sighed. "Fair enough." He grabbed her hand and pulled her to the altar. "If I ask you to dance, does that count as a question?"

"But there's no music," Bella protested.

"Says who?" Edward turned toward the band and said (in Spanish- very impressive), "One more for the road, please. I really like this girl."

The band smiled and picked up their instruments. Soon, a romantic song was floating through the air. Edward pulled Bella close, and they began to sway back and forth, lost in the music.

Spotting a discarded bridesmaid's bouquet over Bella's shoulder, Edward swept up the flowers and handed them to Bella.

"Do you, PrincetonPrincess, feel like you made the right choice meeting me tonight?" he asked her solemnly.

"I do." She smiled up at him. "And do you, Edward Masen, have any desire to see me again after tonight?"

"Well, I'd have to think about that," he said, and she froze. Quickly, he grinned. "I'm kidding. I do. I do." He tentatively reached out his hand to lift up her mask. Bella was actually going to let him, when-

RING!

Her cell phone. Talk about ruining the moment. Bella hiked up her dress and grabbed the phone. "Not now!" she moaned.

"What?" Edward asked, concerned.

"I've got to go," Bella said. It was the last thing in the world she wanted to do.

"Do you have a curfew or something?"

"Something like that. I'm sorry." She squeezed his hand for a moment, and softly grazed his cheek with her fingertips. "Thank you," she whispered. "This was an amazing night." And with that, she took off, racing back toward the hotel.

"Wait!" Edward called after her. "Where are you going?"

"I'm late!" Bella shouted over her shoulder.

"For what?"

"Reality."