Since it's Thanksgiving and I'm feeling generous, I'm posting another chapter. All of your reviews were wonderful, and I loved all of them!

Happy Thanksgiving and Happy Reading!

December 6

A pounding on the door wakes me up out of my sleep... okay it actually makes me jump out of the bed and land on my butt. "Isabella Marie, open this door!" Alice yells.

I groan.

"I'm coming!" I unlock the door to my little apartment–that happens to be in the same building as Alice's–and throw the door open. "What?" I snap.

"Don't be such a bear. I brought coffee and lemon pound cake. Oh and look the cups are red with the cutest snowflakes on it!" She shows me as she brushes by and jumps onto my couch.

I have to admit it's cute. Definitely brightens up my morning. Christmas has always been my favorite time of the year. Since the apartment is so tiny, I only had room for a small tree in the corner by the window. It's decorated with beautiful red and gold ornaments and a perfect little star on top.

Shutting my door, I find Alice cozied into the couch sipping her drink. I shuffle my feet lazily to the couch and drop down beside her.

"You know there's a reason it's called pound cake. It adds pounds." I say dryly. Alice pinches my arm and grimaces.

"I know and you could use some." I stick my tongue out and she does the same. Snatching the cake from her, I open the package. My mouth is already watering with anticipation.

She takes a sip of her drink then turns on the couch to face me. Her smile is mildly psychotic so naturally I ignore her since I probably don't want to know anyway. After a few bites in, I look over at her and she's still smiling so I continue to eat my cake.

"Tell me!" She demands kicking my in the leg.

"Ow, Jesus. My skin bruises easily you know." I take a sip of my drink. Yum, vanilla latte. After a few more sips, I look at her and sigh. "Tell you what?"

"You know what." She narrows her eyes at me.

And just because I love playing with her, I frown. "Look I don't know what you're talking about so if you want to know, you're going to have to ask me."

"Bel-la!" She whines.

"Okay! God you're annoying." I mutter.

"I'm persistent there's a difference."

I pat her head. "Okay, sure."

She quirks an eyebrow and gives me her serous face. "What happened after we left?"

I sigh. "After you all left we went to see a movie."

She smiles clapping her hands. "And then what?"

I lean in real close and whisper. "And then he took me back to my truck and I came home!" I mockingly clap my hands.

"You're such a brat." She pouts.

"Alright I'm sorry. But you should have known better than to try to get conversation out of me before nine a.m. "

She pokes her lip out and full on pouts. "Details. I need details:"

I roll my eyes but then I grin. "So, we went to go see a movie–if was awful by the way– and then we went back to the parking lot of the restaurant and just sat and talked."

"How sweet. Did he kiss you?"

I bite the inside of my lip hoping to conceal my disappointment. "No he didn't."

"Are you serious?" She asks appalled.

I nod. "But he did get my number. He said he'd call me today."

She nods absentmindedly. "That's good. So he's definitely still interested."

I'm nervous to ask but I have to. "So you don't think it was one of those I'll call you but then he doesn't type of thing?"

"No I honestly don't. He doesn't strike me as that type of guy." I let out a breath I've been holding. She's right he doesn't. He's too sweet to be that guy.

We finish our breakfast and then Alice leaves to meet Jasper. I have the weekend off so I plan on staying in my pjs and doing nothing. Unless a certain green eyed man calls me.

I'm truly pathetic. I should feel embarrassed at how I'm acting but I'm not. The whole day every time the phone rings I jump on it hoping it's him. So far Charlie has called, Renee has called, Alice called, even my co-worker Angela called me... but he has not called.

I'm sitting on my couch worrying my lower lip watching the Twelve Dates of Christmas on Netflix when my phone rings. I don't even try to hope I just pick up my phone and answer.

"Hello?"

"Bella?" It's him!

"Hey." I try to sound casual.

"Hey, it's Edward." Like I couldn't tell. "I hope you aren't busy."

I look down at my sweatpants and old t-shirt, wrappers of candy laid around me. "No I'm not busy." I say flinging a wrapper off of me onto the couch.

"Good. So I was wondering if you'd like to go to dinner tonight?" I pull the phone away from my ear and check the time.

Four-thirty.

"Well what time were you thinking?" I hope I don't sound too excited.

"How about seven?"

"Okay." I say softly and give him my address.

"Okay." He sounds relieved. "So...have you missed me?" He teases. I can practically hear his eye brows wagging.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out. At seven. Goodbye!"

"Bye!" I hang up on his chuckle.

I have two and half hours to make myself... I look down at my sweatpants again...anything better than this. First things first, shower.

Thirty minutes later I'm freshly showered and feeling better. With a towel wrapped my head and the other around my body, I stand in front of my closet loathing everything I own. Grumbling I pick up my phone and call the one person I dread asking for help.

"You rang? She sings.

"I need help."

"What kind of help?"

I shuffle from leg to leg and sigh. "Clothing help." I mumble.

"I'm sorry I didn't quite hear that." She's so irritating.

"I said I need help picking out clothes.. for my date." I hear a squeal and then she hangs up. Not even five minutes later, she busting into my room.

"Okay let's see what we've got to work with here." Alice is all business flinging all my clothes onto the bed. Muttering "nope won't work", or "why do you own this?"

After ten minutes, I move to sit on my bed still wrapped in my towel waiting on her to find something.

"I've got it!" She has a plum colored tight sweater dress in her hand smiling with triumph. "Wear this with your black knee high boots. Oh and that long black coat."

"Isn't that a little dressy?"

Alice gives me the stink eye. "It's impossible to be too dressy. Everyone else is simply underdressed."

I roll my eyes at her dramatics but give her a hug and thank her for helping me.

"Anytime. Now put this on and we'll work on your hair."

By six forty five, I'm dressed and ready to go.

"You look hot." Alice grins clapping her hands.

I look at myself in the mirror for the tenth time. She's right, I do look pretty hot. The dress is just short enough to show a tiny bit of skin in between the dress and the boots. My hair is flowing in soft curls down my back and over my shoulder. Thankfully she kept the make-up simple. Natural eye shadow, a little liner, some mascara and a swipe of lip gloss.

I'm clean up pretty good.

Shrugging on my coat, I grab my purse and phone when the doorbell rings. Alice appears in the door a few seconds later.

"It's him. He's in the living room waiting." She disappears. I glance in the mirror one last time before walking out and shutting the door behind me.

I know Edward wasn't in much of this chapter, but he promises to make up for it next chapter! ;)