I'm never good at breaking up awkward moments. Either I say something to make the situation even worse or I sit with the silence waiting for someone else to burst the awkward bubble. As the music winds down, Alice pops up from her seat to meet Jasper off to the side. Welcome to my awkward moment of sitting next to Edward, in a crowd that is now gathering their things and heading back towards the parking lot.

As I'm debating which road to take to break the silence, Edward jumps in.

"Typically when the band stops playing it means the show is over and it's time to head out. It's not a concert you need to worry about missing an encore."

"I was waiting for Alice," I use as an excuse, proud of myself for the quick response.

"She and Jasper are spending the night at my place so they don't need to drive back tonight. Want to stop by?"

"It's getting late, I should probably just head home. With my luck I'll miss a turn and end up on the other side of the island."

"Even more of a reason to come by then. You can crash for the night and head back when you have a chance of seeing where you're headed," he replies.

"I don't want to get in the way, I'm sure I'll make it back no problem."

"Well now you really need to come stay or I'll end up having to spend the night worried that you're lose out there," he replies with another typical smirk. "You don't want to kill the night do you?"

"Fine!"

"Fine. Where are you parked? You can follow me back. Jasper and Alice will need some time to pack up and can meet us there."

With that I find myself following Edward's truck to his farm. Charlie would not be happy if I ever planned to share this adventure with him, but it's not a story for dad to hear. As I follow him through the countryside I remind myself that as cute as Edward is, I didn't come here to fall all over a guy.

Before I know it we're pulling up to an old white farmhouse with a small porch on the front. What I thought was the road we had turned onto a while back must have been his driveway, which means this is anything but the small farm I had pictured.

"Exactly how big is your farm anyway?" I ask as we walk up to the front porch.

Laughing, Edward replies, "Is that some kind of American slang for something?"

"What? No! What are you…no, it's just bigger than I thought…"

His laughter gets louder as my blush deepens, realizing how much worse I've made the situation.

After a moment he takes a breath to calm himself. "Bella, you are something else. I knew what you meant but watching you squirm is quickly becoming one of my favorite things. Let's get inside before you start digging any more holes around here."

Entering from the porch, a narrow hallway with a set of stairs divides the house in two. To the right is a dining room and to the left is a living room area. Edwards leads us towards the back of the house, which opens up into a kitchen.

"Anything to drink?" he asks.

"Just water, thanks," I quietly reply as I take in my surroundings.

There isn't much for décor in the kitchen and I wonder how long he's been living here. No more asking questions tonight though, that'll only get me into trouble.

In the kitchen I sit at the stool by the counter while Edward grabs two glasses of water. Taking a sip, I can hear the rumble of a car coming up the drive. Saved by Alice.