I looked at Edward, and tried to clear my head of all things but the one pressing issue at hand.
I looked up at him, his face obviously contorted what seemed like grief. He looked heartbroken-the same expression that was on his face when he left me on Saturday.
"Can we just take it slow?" I asked, smiling weakly.
The obvious relief on his face made me smile wider, as his own face broke out in a grin that reflected my own.
I felt relieved, knowing I had made the correct choice. As much as it scares me to get so close to someone, and to be so vulnerable with someone else, I couldn't deny the attraction between us. It went so much farther then looks. It was the way that he looked at me, hungry, but beneath that, a look I couldn't see-love.
He took me in his arms, and spun me around. I held on tightly to him, laughing, and shivering.
He was ice cold.
I'd never had such contact before. We hadn't spooned when we slept together; the most contact I had ever had with him was when kissed-then I was mostly just shocked. When we held hands, I had assumed it was just in his hands, not everywhere.
He put me back down, still laughing. I looked at him, shocked. His smile disappeared, and concern took over his features.
"What's the matter?" he asked, worried.
"You're freezing."
He looked away quickly. "Would you believe me if I said-"
"Vampire?" I finished for him. "No."
He smirked. "I thought not."
Taking my hand in his, he began to lead me to the building. When we arrived to the front, he let my hand go, and turned, going towards the separate office building. I stared after him, confused.
"I have to go sign in for my first day of school!" he called back to me, answering my unasked question. I sighed, and jogged after him, and wrapped my arm around his waist, burrowing into his side, despite the cold. I smiled up at him.
"What happened to slow?" he asked.
"What?" I replied innocently. "I'm just leading you to the office, since you're new here and everything."
He laughed, wrapping his arm around me tightly, and together we walked.
For the rest of the day, he questioned me every chance he got-in between classes, lunch, and Biology. He wanted to know about my family, favorite colors, music, interests. He wanted to know everything. Despite the interruptions, he would just pick it back up later as if nothing had happened. His memory was shockingly good.
When school finally ended, he walked me back to my car, the questions never ending. I opened the door of my beast of a truck, and looked at Edward, unknowing of what to do in this situation. He looked sad, upset for us to part. Honestly, I felt the same way, but I was never going to admit that to him.
"Do you want to come with me?" I asked, unsure of myself. I was pleased to see the smile that stretched across his glorious face. He climbed into my truck, wincing at it's radio, the noise that it made when I cranked the engine. I glared at him. "If you want quiet, ride your own car. Stupid, shiny, Volvo." He laughed-a sound that made me happy. I smiled, and roared out of the parking lot, and to my house.