Edward gave me that same sexy smirk he always does when I'm sarcastic. He looked back to the road

and took off at a great speed along a narrow, winding track.

I examined Edward very carefully. His strong, defined jaw line, his masculine face and figure, his soft,

fragile hands. He looked so perfect, so flawless that every time I look at him I feel like I'm looking at an

angel. He noticed my constant gaze and looked at me with curiosity. I quickly turned away and laughed,

surprised at my actions. Surely I was losing my grip on reality by the second.

"Can I help you…..?" Edward asked with a chuckle.

"Oh, no it's fine. I just couldn't help but notice how…attractive you are. You're no short of perfect." I replied.

He gave a shocked expression and smiled so brightly, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

"Why thankyou, Bella, umm…that was unexpected", he said with a still shocked tone, then chuckling.

I immediately felt embarrassed, flashing a bright pink in my cheeks. I always ruin the moment with a

strange comment.

"Why do you feel so humiliated?" He asked concerned.

"Well, I always manage to blurt out exactly what I'm thinking," I said in monotone.

"Makes it a lot easier for me", Edward said, then laughing.

His laugh always brightens the mood.

"I guess you're right." I said, smiling up at him.

"Well, Isabella Swan, you happen to be the most beautiful girl I have ever met in my entire existence. Your eyes are the deepest shade of hazel, and just looking into them makes me feel like I'm the luckiest man alive. Your sweet, soft body is perfect in every way, and everything you say is cute and adorable. You, Bella, are the love of my life."

I was absolutely speechless. No one had ever used such detail to describe me before. Now,

I felt like the only girl in the world. I told him to stop the car, and he did. I reached over to him,

grabbed him around the neck and kissed his soft lips. He grabbed me by the waist and we sat there,

kissing passionately for what seemed like an eternity.

"I love you." And I meant it. I'd never felt this way about anyone before.

"I love you more." He said, looking into my eyes. I believed him. He was a true gentleman.

We sat up. I noticed the time. 5:27pm. It was already far too late to be heading into Seattle at this time.

I sighed, "I think it's too late for Seattle now". I slumped back in the chair. I was looking forward to

going there.

"I don't". He said, smirking. He started the engine, switched the gears and we were off down the track.