The next few days flew by. It was just Jasper and me, and I was very okay with that.

He was charming, and sweet, and kind.

And I always felt so relaxed with him. So right.

Tonight was the day of the dance.

I was in my room with Alice. I had just been forced into this purple dress she had imagined me in.

It was spaghetti strap, just below my knee, and a rich shade of purple. It was very silky and looked good against my pale complexion.

Then again, Alice knows a thing or two about pale!

She was in an extremely short, somewhat scandalous-yet-tasteful, black cocktail dress.

I inspected myself in the mirror, and she smiled.

"You look so beautiful, Bella!"

I blushed and mumbled, "Nothing compared to you."

I looked horribly plain standing next to Alice.

She whacked my arm good-naturedly, "Don't say that! You're not being fair to yourself."

Before I could argue she whisked me down the stairs, where both Edward and Jasper were in the kitchen speaking with Charlie.

Edward looked tense, as usual, and Jasper was locked in a stare off with Charlie, answering the questions being fired at him with no hesitation.

He was wearing a vest-tux, with an undershirt the same shade as my dress and no tie.

He looked incredibly handsome.

The second I was in sight, he had eyes only for me. He completely blew off Charlie and walked across the room, taking my hands in his.

He breathed, "You are absolutely stunning, Isabella."

His eyes were almost glowing as he looked at me and I blushed.

My full name sounded so sexy when he said it.

Charlie's gruff voice distracted me from my observation, "What time is this dance over?"

I turned to look at him, "Nine, I think."

Prom is the dance that lasts until really late.

He frowned, eyeing Jasper warily. I was suddenly very anxious, did he not approve?

Jasper began to speak, and almost instantly I was extremely calm, reassured by just hearing his voice.

"Don't worry, Chief Swan, Bella will be back before ten."

Charlie smiled a little bit, "Okay. Have fun, Bells."

Jasper led me outside, and we all climbed into his Corvette.

When we got to the school, he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and led me onto the floor.

I warned him, "I'm not a very good dancer."

He laughed and pulled me against his strong chest, "You don't worry about that. Just move with me."

So I did.

He led me around fluidly, and I found that as long as I could stop myself from stumbling too much, it was quite easy to dance.

We didn't talk at all, we just looked into each other's eyes.

It said more than any words would have.

We twirled around and around, until I wanted to quit.

So we drifted to the edge of the floor, he settled his hands on my lower back. His head lowered and his nose brushed mine.

I shivered slightly, but he suddenly lowered his head and pulled away.

He smiled, "Are you having fun?"

I smiled back, "Yes."

He gently brushed his icy fingers across my cheek.

"You really do look magnificent tonight. I have never seen a creature more ravishing than you are."

I snorted, "Haven't you looked at your twin recently?"

I could swear his eyes got darker and he whispered, "It's not the outer beauty that I look at. Rosalie is far from the best."

I let my head fall onto his chest and I took in a deep breath of his thick, musky scent.

Alice came over and demanded, "Why aren't you two dancing?"

I smiled at her, "We were just taking a break, Alice."

She gestured towards Edward, "We're going to leave early so you're giving Rose and Emmett a ride home, alright?"

Jasper nodded and I watched her and her boyfriend disappear.

I laughed, "She's a ball of energy isn't it?"

A fond smile spread across his face, "Always."