Edward walks into the kitchen and stops when he sees me. "Oh, hello."
"Uhh, hi." Suddenly I'm seeing how bad of an idea this is.
"Sorry, I thought Rosalie was in here." He turns around to leave the room but stops. "Wait, you look familiar. Have we met before?"
I'm beyond mortified. He doesn't even remember me and I haven't been able to get him out of my head.
"Yeah, I kind of walked into you and spilled your coffee. We shared a cab."
"Right, yeah. How could I forget?" He smiles at me and then his eyes go to the pie.
"Is that pie?"
I put down my mug and hold it out to him. "It's for you."
"It's for me?" Edward takes it from me and lifts it up to his face, smelling it.
"Yes. I made it yesterday. I wanted to thank you for paying for the cab and apologize for the coffee thing."
"Ah," Edward says, setting the pie down on the counter. "A multipurpose pie."
"Yup."
There's an awkward silence that follows.
"So I guess I better-"
"How did you-"
We both begin talking at the same time.
"Sorry, go head," I tell him.
"How did you know where I work?"
Oh.
"Well, I kind of went to your house first. Rosalie answered the door and drove me here. I have your papers." I pick the papers Rosalie left with me and hand them to him.
"So you're a baker and a stalker?" he asks.
"What? N-no, I guess it's kinda of creepy but I promise I haven't been watching you while you sleep or anything."
"I'm kidding. How about we have a slice of that pie now?"
One later today. Thanks for all the reviews and alerts and all that! I'm so happy people are liking this.