I nervously fumbled with the keys until I finally found the one I was looking for. When I unlocked the door and stepped inside, I expected Edward to follow me in. But when I turned around, he was still standing outside. He was staring at something… My truck? I coughed to get his attention and watched as he snapped his head around to look at me.

"So are you coming inside or what?" I asked, noticing a concerned look was upon his face.

Edward made his way over to where I was leaning against the front door and stopped right in front of me. I looked at how little space there was between us and then peered up into his eyes.

He stared down at me before saying. "Your front tyre is flat. You may want you father to take a look at it"

I swallowed a dry lump which had formed in my mouth and turned my head to the side to take a look for myself. Sure enough, the tyre was a little deflated.

"Oh, it is too... Thanks"

But when I turned my head back around to face him, he had already moved into the living room. As I quietly cleared my throat, I locked the front door and turned to find him idly gazing around the room. Suddenly his eyes stopped roaming when he noticed some family photos on the mantle piece and walked over to have a closer look.

"That's my dad, Charlie" I informed him as I crept over to stand by his side.

Edward studied the photo intently. "He looks like the serious type"

I shrugged my shoulders and glared at the photo he was holding. My dad was in his police uniform, and stood tall with his hands placed firmly behind his back.

"Well he is the Chief of police after all… He's mostly serious. But he's alright once you get to know him"

Edward nodded slightly before glancing over at the other photos, when a cheeky grin appeared on his face. "Awe, look at innocent little Bella" He smiled as he picked up a photo of me when I was about three years old.

I felt the blood suddenly rush to my head and I quickly looked away in total embarrassment. My hair in the photo was tied up into pigtails and it was clearly visible that I was missing one of my front teeth. Lovely... NOT!

"Ok, how about we go and order some dinner. I'm starving!" I said as I took hold of Edward's muscular upper arm and guided him over to the couch. "Can I get you something to drink?" I offered, watching him take a seat.

He crossed his left leg casually over the other one and grinned up at me. "No thank you. I'm fine for now"

"Alright then…" I spoke cheerfully as I clapped my hands together once. "So with the Chinese food, is there anything in particular that you'd like to order?"

Edward's grin remained on his face. "Nope. I'm going to go with my instincts on this one and trust that you'll make a good decision"

I nodded my head slowly before I turned on my heels and headed for the kitchen. Rummaging through the top drawer, I came across the local Chinse store's brochure and searched through the variety of dishes. Once I had decided and double checked with Edward to make sure he was happy with my decision, I rang them up and ordered. As I was talking on the phone, I couldn't help but take a peek over at Edward every now and then. Most of the time he was simply gazing around the living room, but once he caught me staring and raised an eyebrow. He then covered his mouth with one of his hands and suddenly cracked up laughing.

"What's so funny?" I called out, once I'd hung up the phone.

"You were totally dazzled by me!" He chuckled a few more times.

"I was not!" I argued, placing my hands on my hips in mock annoyance.

"Were too… You asked for Mongolian lamb twice, did you know that?"

I stared at him blankly for a moment, panicking to try and find something to say that would prove him wrong. "I – I know that. Maybe I wanted two servings… I love lamb you know"

Edward's facial expression told me that he thought somewhat otherwise. I sighed heavily and flopped down on the couch next to him. He started chuckling again and then turned around on the couch to face me.

"Lean forward" He instructed.

I frowned and narrowed my eyes at him. "Excuse me?"

Before I knew it, Edward had shuffled closer to me so that his leg was slightly touching mine. He reached up to my head and I involuntarily ducked from his touch.

"Bella, you've just got a leaf in your hair. Stay still!"

"Oh" I replied, turning my head so that he could take it out. "Thanks"

"No problem" He smiled, showing me the leaf as proof that he wasn't lying.

Suddenly I realised that I was beginning to feel a little hot. That's when I looked down and noticed my attire. Not only was I wearing my white turtleneck sweater, but I had a denim jacket over the top of it. Well… that and the fact that maybe having Edward sitting so close to me might have something to do with me feeling so hot.

"I'll be back in a minute" I said, getting up off the couch to head up to my room.

"I'll be counting!" He called out, sounding rather amused.

I rolled my eyes and threw my denim jacket onto the bed. As I turned around to check myself in the mirror, I got an awful surprise. My hair looked like a hurricane swept through it! I let out a quiet shriek and frantically ran my brush through the tangled knots. I'm going to punch Edward! Ahhhh! How come he didn't tell me that I looked like a complete freak? I thought to myself. Once I'd gotten my hair back to a reasonable state, I rushed down the staircase.

"Hey, why didn't you tell me that -" I stopped mid sentence as my eyes caught sight of my dad walking through the front door.

He looked up at me in a confused manor. Probably wondering why I had such a surprised facial expression.

"Bella honey, are you ok?"

I mentally shook my head and cleared my throat, preparing to fix up my previous sentence. "Yeah, umm…" I quickly glanced around the room, but Edward was nowhere to be seen. "What I was going to say was... Why didn't you tell me that you were going to be home so early?"

"There was a change of roster. Officer Spencer can't come in tomorrow, so I left early today as it's going to be a late one tomorrow" My dad suddenly frowned at me once he'd finished talking. "You don't look to good darling. Are you sure you're ok?"

All that was running through my mind was where on earth Edward could have been hiding. I focussed back on my dad and forced a smile. "Don't worry dad, I'm fine"

Just at that moment the doorbell rang, causing me to jump. Oh! That must be the delivery person. I grabbed my wallet from the kitchen counter and rushed over to open the door.

"Hey, thanks for delivering it so quickly" I greeted a thin darked haired lady as she handed me a plastic bag.

"You're welcome. That will be $22.95 please" She genuinely smiled up at me.

"Sure. Just a minute" I got out the correct change from my wallet and handed it to her.

Once she left, I closed the door and turned to find my dad staring at the plastic bag full of food. I followed his gaze and gently bit my lower lip.

"Like I said, I didn't know you were coming home early so I thought I'd order Chinese… For myself"

He kept looking at the bag in disbelief. "That looks like an awful amount of food for just one person"

"Hmm. Well you can have some if you like" I offered, secretly wishing he would just leave me alone.

"Oh, no thanks hun. I've already eaten down at the station"

I laughed and rolled my eyes. "You had hamburgers again, didn't you?"

A wave of guilt instantly flashed across his face. "Maybe…"

"Dad, I knew having that cafe right next to your police station would be a bad influence on you!"

He muttered something incoherent as he made his way into the kitchen. Suddenly my stomach tied into knots as I remembered about Edward. Where is he? I rushed into the kitchen and held the fridge open as my dad searched for a beer.

"I'm going to take this up to my room. There's kind of a lot of work that needs to be done on an assignment, so I better get started while I eat"

My dad found the beer he was looking for and straightened up. He peered down at me and noticed that I was firmly holding onto the fridge door, preventing him from closing it. "You're taking that upstairs?"

Glancing over his shoulder, I saw that Edward had emerged from the laundry room and was quietly creeping across the living room towards the staircase.

"Yep, that's right. Taking it to my bedroom" I stalled.

"Ok, but just be careful not to spill anything" He said, eventually prying the fridge door from my fingers. "Oh and by the way. Did you notice that there is a silver Volvo parked right outside our place?"

I held my breath and quickly tried to think of a believable white lie. "Err, yeah I did notice that… I think the neighbours have a visitor staying over or something"

"It's a nice car" He stated, twisting off the bottle cap.

I nodded and excused myself before quickly making my way to the staircase. Edward had already disappeared and had presumably made his way into one of the bedrooms. As I flicked on my light and turn around, I was very surprised to find a very handsome looking Edward Cullen stretched out on my bed.

"How did you know this was my room?" I asked while trying hard not to look at a bit of his toned, bare stomach which was showing below his shirt line.

"Maybe it was a lucky guess" He stared up at the ceiling before a huge cheeky smirk slowly appeared on his face. "Or maybe… It was those bright pink panties that gave it away"

"What!" I managed to choke out as I instantly scanned the floor until my eyes caught sight of something pink near my feet. "Oh my god!"

I was absolutely mortified to say the least! In one swift movement I bent down and picked up my underwear, shoved them into my top drawer and turned around so he couldn't see my burning face. It was at that moment that I was expecting Edward to laugh hysterically at me, but the room fell completely silent. After a few seconds I worked up the courage to turn around, and I saw him gazing intently up into my eyes. He slowly sat up on the bed and gave me a lovely big smile.

"Can we eat? I'm absolutely famished and that smells wonderful!"

I took a few deep breaths before placing the bag on top of my study desk. As I pulled out the containers, I couldn't help but feel like his eyes were fixed on me. Without looking at his face, I handed him some chopsticks and grabbed my swivel chair to sit on. My mind just couldn't get over the fact that he'd spotted my bright pink underwear. It must have fallen out of the washing basket while I was putting my clothes away this morning. Just thinking about what happened made my cheeks heat up once again. I lowered my head as I ate from the bowl, letting my hair cover my face.

"So, how exactly am I going to be able to get out of here without your father hearing or seeing me?" Edward asked casually as he scooped up some rice.

I raised my eyebrows and poked a piece of lamb with my chopstick. "Oh, umm… Well I suppose you'll have to wait until he falls asleep"

"So I guess we'll have plenty of time then" He smiled innocently. A little too innocently…

I looked up from my bowl and glared at him suspiciously. "Plenty of time for what?

"Oh I don't know. Maybe a little bit of…"

"Edward!" I cut him off, feeling my heart beat increase at the very thought of making out with him in my bedroom.

"… Dancing" He finished, grinning from ear to ear. "What you were thinking, Bella? …"

I sighed heavily and glanced over at the smug look upon his face. "Shut up and eat your food before it gets cold!"

Edward smirked wickedly and shook his head as he gave one last chuckle.