I almost posted chapter seven in mistake. Good thing I caught it or y'all be out of order. I have college-brain.

Chapter Six – Flowers from Me, to You

We arrived at Alice's apartment in no time. No lights were on, which meant she wasn't home. I guess that was a good thing, she'd want to know everything that happened between Edward and me. I didn't know how to tell her that we didn't have sex or do anything.

"Well, thank you for everything." I said when he parked in front of the building.

"It's not a problem. I really enjoyed out time together." He said.

"Really?" I asked, somewhat surprised that he actually enjoyed spending time with me.

"Of course, I had a really good time with you." He said, I could've sworn he blushed.

"Thank you," I blushed, "But, we didn't even do anything. You couldn't have enjoyed it that much."

He laughed, "You're silly. I had a great time with you," he put his hand in his hair, "I was uh, maybe wondering if you'd want to go on a date? With me?" He asked bashfully.

"A-a date?" I wasn't sure if I heard him correctly.

"Yeah… a date, like, maybe this Friday?" He asked.

"Friday, oh um—," I wasn't sure what to say. I was afraid of saying yes. I was also afraid of saying no. I didn't know what to say.

His smile fell a bit when he picked up on my hesitation, "It's okay. I know we literally just met—."

"No!" I said a little too loudly, "I mean, I don't know what to say."

He smiled and pulled out a receipt and a pen. He wrote down his number.

"This is my cellphone. Call me when you figure out your answer."

I nodded, and smiled, "Thank you. I'll be sure to call."

His smile widened, "Cool, I'll be eagerly awaiting your call," he blushed, "that was kinda embarrassing. I hope you call."

I snorted a laugh, "I'll call you." I said as I slide out of his car.

He waited until I was inside the building. I waved bye as he pulled away, feeling my heart pound just a little harder than normal.

I sighed before walking up the stairs. Surprisingly, I had a nice time. It was Edward that made it nice. I genuinely really liked him, he was the first guy I had spoken too in a year. Pathetic, but, after being under my pervious master's thumb, an irrational fear of men developed.

I kicked my shoes off by the door when I entered the apartment. Alice wasn't home yet. I doubt that she would be home any time soon. Alice was… very popular among men. I mean, why wouldn't she be? She was really beautiful and funny.

I walked right into my room; I refused to go into any other room unless Alice was home. She had told me a million times to go anywhere I pleased but, I was too nervous about doing something that would make her mad.

I plopped on my bed, well, not really my bed. The bed that Alice had purchased for me. I guess technically, everything in 'my' room Alice had purchased for me. I really owed her everything, my life included. If it weren't for her, god only knows where I'd have ended up.

I took off the clothing that Edward had given me and folded it up neatly on the dresser. I'd have to wash it and return it too him soon. I really hoped there was a soon…

12:23 P.M.

I heard the door to my room open, waking me from a rare night of peaceful sleep. I sat up to see Alice, who was still in her pajamas, hair a mess, and makeup smeared. She still looked a little tired as she crawled into the bed beside me.

"Good morning." I said quietly as I laid back down beside her.

"Mornin," she whispered, "It's 12:00 in the afternoon. We've slept the entire day."

I yawned, "I feel like I could sleep longer."

Alice grunted as she stretched, "We should really get up. Go get breakfast. Coffee. Bacon. Food."

I couldn't help but chuckle, "Sounds good to me."

She sat up, rubbing her eyes furiously, "Alright. Meet me by the door in ten minutes. I'm wearing sweatpants."

She got out of the bed as I was sitting up and stretching. Thank god, she was wearing her sweatpants. I don't think I had the strength to put on jeans. I slid out of bed, fumbling through my drawers.

No clean sweatpants. Hmm. I looked around the room, hoping that maybe I had put a pair on for a few minutes before throwing it to the ground. My eyes fell on the clothes that Edward had given me.

I bite my lip; I really shouldn't re-wear the clothes he had given me. I should leave them there and find something else…

Against my better judgement, I grabbed the outfit and put it back on. I inhaled deeply, his scent lingering on the clothes. Sandalwood and just the smallest hint of tobacco. I pulled the collar up to my nose and inhaled deeper, the mixing smells surprisingly tantalizing.

When I finished inhaling the sweatshirt, I pulled a pair of plain boots on and met Alice by the door. She, for once in the time span I've known her, she was looking a little slubby. Alice was usually dressed to perfection, but, today she didn't look like a runway model.

"Ready?" she asked, keys jangling in her hand.

I nodded and followed her out the door. We didn't go to any normal bistros that we frequented, instead, we headed to the Waffle House. The perfect place for two half-hungover, sloppy girls to get greasy breakfast food.

"I'll have two eggs, bacon, toast and an order of waffles," Alice said, "And a coffee."

"I'll have the same thing," I said before the waitress walked away, "You must've had a long night."

She nodded, "It was long, but, great."

"I heard you went home with some guy."

"Oh, I did," her eyes lit up, "And lemme tell you, it was probably one of the best… no, it was the best night of my life. He was like tiger, so much energy and such a big dick."

I nearly choked on my coffee, "Alice!"

"What? He did have a big dick, I'm talking a good eight inches. Thick too."

I blushed, "Alice stop being so gross."

She wiggled her eyebrows, "Hey, I wasn't the only one who got freaky last night. What about you, miss 'in the club owners private room.'"

My blush deepened, "Nothing really happened."

"No way, Jasper was telling me about Edward. He's a big dom, huge in the community. There's no way you walked away and didn't do anything with him."

"Alice, I don't want to talk about this," I looked away, praying the waitress would return with our food.

"Why so shy Bella? I'm your best friend, you can tell me anything." She smiled.

"I know, but, nothing really happened. I swear." I said.

Before she could ask me anything else, the waitress returned with our food. I sighed in relief, happy that the food would be a distraction from her questioning. We scarfed down our food like starving wolves.

"So, I think last night was a slam dunk. We should go back." Alice said after she had shoved half her food down her face.

I hesitated to answer; I didn't want to go back to that club, but, seeing Edward again, made my heart beat a little faster. I bit a piece of my bacon, thinking it over.

"Honestly, that club wasn't for me. I didn't like all that." I said

"You didn't? But, I thought you did, I mean you went upstairs with Edward?"

"Yeah, I did go to his private room, but, we didn't do anything. We just hung out all night and talked."

"You just talked?" She said in disbelief, "He was okay to just talk all night?"

"Yeah, he was. He even ordered spaghetti and it was just really fun and nice. He was a really nice guy." I said, my blush returning.

A smile appeared across her face, "Oh really? Well, I think you have a little crush on him."

"No—," I said but my voice was too giddy to be convincing, "I mean… maybe I do. I don't know. He was just really nice and sweet."

"Did he give you his number?" She asked.

I nodded, "Yeah. He wants me to call him."

"Are you going to call him?" She asked.

I shrugged, "I'm not sure."

"Why not," she moved her plates aside, "Bella, you like him, and he obviously likes you, because you two didn't even have sex and he still gave you his number. Call him."

"I don't know—," I started.

"Bella, why not? He seems like a nice guy, I mean, he must be I hope. You should give him a call. Give him a chance." She said encouragingly.

"I just don't like his lifestyle. The whole BDSM thing is just… to much for me." I said.

She frowned, "That's his thing, it's not a big deal. I mean, you know if you like someone, things tend to work out. Just, please give him a call. I can see that you like him, don't deny yourself something you like and want just because his fetish isn't something you're down with."

I nodded, "Okay, I'll call him. I swear."

"When we get home. Call."

"Okay I will. Boy scouts honor." I held up two fingers.

When we finished eating, we headed back to the apartment. It was an uneventful drive, we talked about minuscule things.

We walked up the stairs to the apartment, as we stepped into the hallway, I immediately spotted the large vase of mixed flowers in front of the door.

"Ooo la la, must be from Jasper." I giggled, jokingly poking her side.

She smiled and leaned down plucked the card from the centerpiece. Her smile seemed to widen.

"Actually, it's from Edward, to you." She handed me the card.

I grabbed the card quickly, reading the neatly written words.

Dear Bella,

I had so much fun spending time with you. I really hope you call me and we could maybe go on a date. And here are some flowers, from me to you, I hope you enjoy them. Until I (hopefully) hear from you soon.

Sincerely, Edward

I blushed, rereading his kind words. Alice had picked up the bundle of flowers, smelling their sweet scent.

"You have to call him now, this is above and beyond so sweet." She gushed as she opened the apartment.

I nodded, clutching the card in my hand tightly. Alice placed the flowers on the counter, then pushed me to the phone.

"Call him, now!" She smiled.

"Let me go get his number, and give me a little time." I said.

"Don't play hard to get, go get his number, come back and call him!"

I practically ran back to my room and found his number. I stared at it for a few moments before walking out to the kitchen.

Edward is basically the guy who's perfect... Grughhh where are the men like him for fragile females like myself? *crywhinecry* review y'all cause I like what y'all gotta say.