A/N: I do not own Twilight.

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Chapter 6

Bella

The week passed reasonably slowly due to my excitement over the up and coming Friday. There were so many things I wanted to know about Edward that I didn't already, like things about his childhood and family. I was also eager to see what his house looked like. I'd heard of the street he lived on and I thought all those houses were huge with gates and all that crap. I guess I'd have to wait and see.

I told Mike I would be at Alice's on Friday night and I called her to ask if I could use her as an excuse if Mike asked where I was. She agreed reluctantly as I refused to tell her where I was going to be. She didn't need to know about my new 'friendship' with Edward and neither did Mike for that matter. Because that's all it was… a friendship.

'You just keep telling yourself that', the white Angel scolded me in my head.

This was getting annoying. I had fun with Edward so there's no reason why I can't see him again. End of story.

When Friday finally arrived I sat on my bed at half five and was faced with the terrible decision of what I should wear. Mike had to stay at work longer for some teachers meeting so I could face my worries in peace.

Jeans? … too casual.

Short black frilly skirt? … too slutty

White shirt?… too work like

After battling with myself for ages over the perfect outfit I finally settled on a purple frilly dress that Alice designed with some black open toe heels. I wore a cardigan on top so not to look too dressed up. I then used my curling iron to subtly curl my hair so it hung in lose waves over my shoulders. I took a quick glance in the mirror before making my way out the door.

I picked up a taxi outside my apartment and gave him the address. As I sat in the back seat picking my fingers due to my nervousness I noticed that I was still wearing my wedding ring. Without a second thought I slipped it off and placed it in my handbag. I knew I'd never do this with just a 'friend' but I didn't want to allow myself to face up to that just yet. I wanted to enjoy the evening.

I paid the taxi driver and noticed he had stopped outside a pair of large gates with a massive fence around the outside. What now? I didn't quite know what to do so I walked carefully over to the intercom speaker and pressed the big button. Big is always best. Edward's voice came through the intercom.

"Hello Bella, I'll just open the gates."

He could see me?

With that they swung open, luckily not towards be, and I walked through. His drive was covered with loads of little stones. Why did I choose to wear heels? I finally made it to the front door which was a soft wooden colour. Edward slowly opened it and gave me a smile.

"Hey. I was worried you wouldn't find my house." He leaned in to give me a peck on the cheek and led me through the door into a large entrance hall.

"Oh well the taxi driver found it. Not me." I smiled. I took in my surroundings and realised that the house was huge. There was a big modern staircase in front of me and two doors either side. One leading into a living room and the other into some kind of study.

"Your house is gigantic," I exclaimed.

"Well it was a gift from my parents. They insisted." He had a twinkle in his eye as he looked me over. "Can I take your coat?"

"Yeah sure," I slipped it off and he hung it up "the biggest thing my parents have ever bought me was an old battered truck when I was in high school. I still loved it though."

I noticed that Edward was staring at me and felt the blush rising in my cheeks. "You look lovely," he said.

I smiled shyly and then realised I had never properly looked at Edward. He looked amazing. He was wearing a fitted silvery-coloured shirt with black trousers. His sparkly emerald eyes were enhanced by his shirt and his bronze hair looked even more messy than usual. I knew only he could look this good by putting almost no effort into his look.

Oh crap have I been staring?

"So do you," I almost whispered. I think he noticed me ogling him as his lips curved up into a dazzling crooked smile.

"Is that so?" he leaned in to me so close that I could smell him.

"Um yes," I squeaked.

He chuckled "come on in and have a seat." He held my hand and led me into his living room. It was very minimalist but stylish at the same time with white walls and a black plasma TV.

I sank into his squidgy sofa, "oh comfy," I exclaimed.

"I think so," he smiled sitting down next to me.

Who talks first?

Should I?

Or let him?

Oh crap, awkward silence.

"So would" …"So how." We both started talking at the same time.

Ah. How embarrassing.

But surprisingly we just laughed it off which lightened the mood. Phew.

"You first," I said. God I'm so bad on dates. I can't even remember the last time I went on a real date because it was so long ago.

"I was wondering if you'd like a drink." He asked.

"Oh yes please."

"I have some wine if you'd like. White or red?"

"White, please."

He brought me a glass of wine over and I sipped it slowly. I didn't want to get drunk because then I know I'd embarrass myself and probably say something I shouldn't.

"So how was your week?" I started the conversation off.

"It was ok, nothing special. I've been looking forward to seeing you." He smiled.

"Me too actually," I replied.

"Actually? Oh so are you surprised you wanted to see me again?" He looked serious.

Oh crap. Why did I say actually?

"Oh no," I stuttered "I mean I did…"

"Bella," he interrupted me, "I'm only kidding."

Relief washed over me. "Oh sorry," I smiled, "I'm just nervous."

"Don't be," he grinned reassuringly, "so tell me about your week?"

The conversation flowed freely as I loosened up and started to enjoy myself. Edward then told me dinner was ready and led me to the table.

"Take a seat," he said pulling my chair out in a gentlemanly manner. He was so polite like that. I bet he was the same with all his girlfriends.

"So what are we having?" I couldn't contain my curiosity.

"Ah patience, patience."

"Do you need any help?" I offered. I felt so useless just sitting here.

"No it's fine, I've got it." With that he placed my food in front of me.

"This is scallops in a creamy sauce with sauté potatoes and green beans. Is that okay?"

This was my all time favourite meal. How did he know?

"Oh my God I love this meal. It looks fantastic." I said.

"Oh great. Now I didn't know what you'd like to eat," he said while taking a seat opposite me. "So I took the liberty of popping round to your friend Alice's house and asking her what you'd like."

Come again?

I froze in shock. How much had he said to Alice?

"I hope that's ok," he added uneasily. I quickly composed my shocked face.

"Oh yes. Sorry that's fine. How did Alice seem when you went round there?" I asked eagerly, "I mean, you know, because of the break up with her boyfriend."

"Oh, she seemed quite chirpy but kind of bummed about me and you going out. It must make her sad about her own boyfriend I guess."

"Yes I'm sure that's it. So do you enjoy cooking then?" I changed the subject.

"Yes. My mums a bit of a housewife and loves to cook so she taught me. It's useful and I hear that women love a guy who can cook," he grinned.

"Haha, well it helps." I smiled cheekily.

Time flew by so quickly and I didn't want the evening to end. I just wanted to stay here with Edward because with him everything seemed so magical. We got on so well and he made me laugh. I also couldn't get over the fact that he was so unbelievably gorgeous. I think he caught me staring a couple of times and I'm glad he didn't bring it up. I didn't want to die of embarrassment… not on the first date anyway.

It was now almost midnight and we were sitting on his couch with my unbelievably high heels in a pile in the corner. We were drinking cups of coffee and sharing the box of chocolates he bought me. Again they were my favourites thanks to his conversation with Alice. I would most definitely need to talk to her tomorrow. Edward had been so romantic all evening. The atmosphere was wonderful as there was dim lighting and lots of candles. Edward just was the perfect guy. There was no doubt about it.

"So Edward," I was feeling more confident now. I think the wine from earlier had gone to my head. "How many women have you, you know, slept with?"

He burst out laughing. "Ah Bella, being a bit forward aren't we?" He joked.

"I was just curious." I smiled cutely trying to make him tell me with my sad eyes. He looked uneasy like he didn't want to tell me. I don't think he'd have anything to worry about. Not compared to my small total of only three men.

"You don't half ask a lot of questions do you Miss Swan?" he leaned in towards me slowly and came so close that his nose brushed mine.

"If you say yes to my question," he murmured, "then I'll answer yours." My heart was beating so fast I felt like it was about to jump out of my chest.

"Ok," I whispered, "what's your question?"

"Kiss me?" he asked tilting his head slightly. He was so close I could almost taste him. I wanted to taste him.

"Yes," I answered without a second thought and leaned in towards him. I touched my lips against his and we slowly moved them together. I opened my mouth to taste him and our tongues collided. He tasted better than anything I could ever imagine. He brought his hand up to cup my cheek and we continued kissing delicately and passionately at the same time. I didn't ever want to stop and he pulled away too soon.

"I'll answer your question then." He spoke softly, his lips still brushing against mine, "next time you see me."

What? He's such a tease.

"Oh I'll be seeing you again will I?" I decided to tease him too.

"If you know what's good for you." He winked at me and stroked my lips with his thumb. Oh. My. God. How could one man be so damn sexy?

I pulled away to gather my thoughts. I couldn't think clearly being so close to him. "I should be going," I said, "I'll call myself a taxi."

"Oh no. You don't need to do that," he said.

What? He wanted me to stay round? I can't do that! Can I?

"I'll drive you home." Oh. What a relief! I think.

He led me out of the house to his car and held the passenger door open for me. I thanked him and he drove us out of his house.

"Hey," I exclaimed, "you never gave me a tour of your house!"

"Oh," he chuckled, "I didn't, did I. Well next time, remind me and I'll show you round."

I was really starting to like the words 'next time'.

"I will," I assured him "your house looks amazing from what I've seen so far."

"I'm certainly fond of it."

He pulled over outside my apartment block. The drive was too quick for my liking.

"Thank you so much for tonight Edward. You certainly pulled out all the stops." I said.

"Only the best for you," he stroked my cheek with the back of his fingers. I leaned in to give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I'll see you soon," I said while opening the door.

"I'll walk you up to your apartment if you'd like." Edward said suddenly, "You never know who could be around this late."

My apartment? He couldn't see that. No way.

"Thanks Edward but I'm sure I'll be fine."

"I would feel more comfortable if I-"

"I said I'll be fine," I snapped, "I'll see you later."

He looked hurt at the tone of my voice.

"Sorry about snapping at you it's just... it's just... I have to go now. Thank you for a wonderful night."

With that I shot out of the car and made my way to the building. I turned around to give him a quick wave and show him that I was alright. I felt a pang of guilt at not allowing him to walk me to my door but decided that it was better this way. He replied with a tight smile and I went inside. I took my heels off at the bottom of the stairs as I wouldn't be able to get up with them on.

As I strolled up the stairs I reflected on the night. It was the perfect night and Edward was the perfect man. I knew after tonight that I couldn't not see him again. What I felt for Edward was different… but good different. I felt differently about him than I did about Mike. This foreign feeling I felt for Edward continued to blossom inside me and I knew it was only a matter of time before I identified exactly what it was.

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