A/N: Okay, so I truthfully don't know the review count because I didn't check but I think I have replied to at least 6 or 7. So this is the next one. I'm off to watch Charmed, than I'll be back with more drabbles and ficlets.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.
A Romantic Glow
"Isn't this so romantic?" Bella swooned, staring up at the ceiling above her.
"You're joking, right?" Edward said skeptically, turning her gaze to the spot her deep brown eyes were fixated on.
"No."
"You seriously think that pumpkin lights and ones shaped like eye balls are romantic?"
"On Halloween, yeah."
"You mean All Hallows Eve." Edward corrected, grinning a little as she shifted slight on his couch, pulling Bella on top of him.
"Day of the Dead." Bella countered.
"The Devil's Hell." Edward flashed her a crooked smile.
"Fright night."
"Hallowtide"
"Feast of Souls."
"El Dia de los Muertos." Edward whispered huskily, his breath like velvet as it flooded across Bella's face. In truth, he was hoping to catch her off guard so they could give up this silly game of trying to show the other up by knowing more names for Halloween. Unfortunately for the stone hard Adonis, his lovely Venus was not deterred from her goal.
"Mischief night." She continued proudly.
"All Saint's Day." He persisted.
"November Eve." She smirked.
"Shadowed twilight." Edward said, his voice taking on a tone of finality.
Thinking quickly, Bella scanned her head for at least one more title for the alleged night but coming up short.
"Fine," She huffed as she collapsed onto his chest. "You win."
"I always do." Edward muttered cheekily before adding, "Now back to the topic at hand. Just what do you find so romantic about grotesque shaped lights?"
Being silent for a moment, Bella let her gaze run over Edward's handsome face. The orangey glow made his honey-colored eyes look even more ethereal than usual.
"They make you glow."
"Bella, honey, I'm afraid that colored lights aren't like the sun. I'm clearly not sparkling."
"Not sparkling, Edward." Bella whispered. "Glowing. You're skin looks incredible under the soft fire colored lights."
"No, Bella. It's not the lights that make me glow." He smiled. "You do."