A/N: Thanks to Tiffany & Sherry xx

Chapter 25

The rest of the day passed fairly quickly; I think I may have even been starting to get the hang of it by at the end. Though, I was grateful when the day was over, work was certainly more stressful than school.

"You did well today," Carlisle said, stopping by my desk.

"Thank you," I replied, shyly.

"I hope my son is taking you out somewhere nice to celebrate your first day." Rosalie appeared behind Carlisle just as he finished speaking. Shit! Now she was going to wonder why I hadn't told her about Edward.

"Your son," she said, confused, "as in Edward?"

Carlisle laughed. "I do only have one son, Rosalie."

"You never said you were dating Edward," Rosalie said, turning to me.

"I, ah, wasn't sure if we were telling people," I said, panicking. She had been nice to me all day. I didn't want her to be pissed at me now. I wasn't sure if I would cope at work without her help.

"Tell people what?" Edward asked, appearing at the doorframe of the waiting room.

"That you're dating," Rosalie said, cocking her eyebrow at him. She looked hurt, which made me feel like shit. I hadn't intended to hurt her. I just wasn't sure if it was my place to tell her or if Edward had wanted anyone to know. I thought with them being friends, if he had wanted her to know he would have told her.

You could cut the tension in the room with a knife.

"Well, I'm going to head home. I have some leftover lasagne in the fridge calling my name," Carlisle said, picking up his bag. "Rosalie, are you okay to lockup?"

"Sure," she replied, not taking her eyes off Edward.

None of us spoke as Carlisle left. I waited for either of the two of them to say something, but when neither of them did, I felt the need to fill the silence. "I'm sorry," I said, to Rosalie. "I should have told you."

"No need to apologize," she said, offering me a genuine smile. "I'm not angry with you. I'm angry with him for not telling his friends."

"Oh."

Edward laughed. He didn't appear concerned about Rosalie's anger. "I was going to tell you. I just hadn't spoken to either of you in a few days."

Rosalie didn't appear satisfied with that answer. "You can make it up to me. Why don't the four of us do a double date?"

"We will, but give us some time to be together alone first, okay?"

"Okay."

"Come on," Edward said, grabbing my hand. "Dinner's bubbling away in the slow cooker."

"I thought we were going out?" I said, confused.

"I thought it would be more fun to stay in," Edward said, winking at me.

I said goodbye to Rosalie and let Edward led me to his car. I had to admit I was curious to see what dinner consisted of. I hadn't had a romantic interest cook for me before.