Hey guys, sorry I haven't updated in awhile, but this is the first week of a new semester at college, so I've been busy!

After being interrupted by Alice's honking, Edward and I headed out to the car. Sitting next to him in the car, all I could think about was the feel of his lips just a few minutes ago. I wanted to feel his lips on mine, press myself against him and run my fingers through his hair…

But could I do that? NO. So instead I sat there throughout the whole ride, tensing every time we hit a bump and my arm brushed against his. Lately the awkwardness I felt was getting worse and worse, and I knew exactly why; every moment I spent with him made me fall more and more in love with him.

We arrived at the restaurant, and were greeted by a waitress who introduced herself as Jessica. I immediately hated her; she stared openly at Edward the whole time. I guess I must have been showing my irritation, because after a minute, Edward leaned over and asked:

"Bella, are you ok? We can go to a different restaurant if you want".

"No, no it's ok. It's just that our waitress is staring at you like a total creeper." I said, trying to put a smile on my face.

He laughed. "Bella, she isn't staring at me, you're being ridiculous."

"Fine, whatever." I said. "But she totally is." I muttered under my breath. After that, I decided to ignore Jessica's stares, and do my very best to piss her off. I know it wasn't very mature, but hey…I never claimed to be. So when she came back with our drinks, intentionally leaning over Edward to give him a full view down her shirt (which, btw she had totally unbuttoned since taking our orders) I went for it. Once she straightened up, I leaned into Edward, putting my hand on his, and whispered in his ear. I didn't actually say anything interesting, just that I wanted him to come over after dinner and watch a movie with me, but she didn't have to know that. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and then leaned back into my own seat, satisfied with the look on Jessica's face as she left. I glanced over at Edward, and noted happily that he looked a little flustered.

"You okay?" I asked innocently.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He cleared his throat and looked at me. "So what do you want to watch tonight?"

"Ummmm, how about something scary? I've had to put up with Alice's chick flicks lately, and I really need a break from that."

"I heard that!" Alice glared at me from across the table.

"You know I love you Alice, but your chick flicks? Not so much." I looked around at my friends, feeling bad that I had been lost in Edward-world for a few minutes and had totally ignored them. Rosalie and Emmett were getting progressively closer and closer as they talked. It seemed like they were really getting along well, and I smiled to myself, thinking about how right Alice had been about them. I watched for a minute as they argued about cars, not understanding a single word of their conversation. It was really cute how they would argue for a minute, and then laugh at each other the next.

"Emmett, you can't seriously think that there is a better car in this world than the Bugatti Veyron. It's the fastest production car in the world; I mean if you want something faster, you'd have to buy an actual race car. That thing tops out at 253 mph for God's sake. "Rosalie was arguing.

"Yeah, but you can't beat the style of the Maybach Exelero, and it tops out at 218, which ain't too shabby." Emmett shot back.

"Seriously? That car costs 8 million Euros, are you fucking crazy? The Veyron is 1.1 million and goes faster! Not to mention that the Exelro is only a concept car, so you can't realistically buy it anyway." Rosalie sat back, convinced that she had won. And from the look on Emmett's face, she'd won more than the argument.

"I don't even know what they're talking about anymore" I whispered to Edward.

"Me neither…they're total car freaks, and I just don't speak that language." He admitted.

"Awwww that's cause you're a band geek, and you speak the language of muuuuusic. " I teased.

Edward leaned over, and, imitating me, put his hand on mine and whispered in my ear, "You liked my music just fine the other night." I knew he was talking about the song he hummed to while we danced, and I immediately blushed. He laughed quietly, and whispered again, "I really do love that blush Bella." As he pulled away, I felt his lips graze my ear, and I couldn't help but shiver.

And with that, he leaned back and started talking to Alice like nothing had happened. This was going to be such a long night…