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Chapter 19
I woke up extra early the following morning to prepare for our two-night slumber party. Edward volunteered to help me prepare for the event. We agreed to meet up at eleven in front of the nearby grocery store to start off with buying the necessary ingredients for our evening chow time.
I arrived at precisely eleven, rushing because I didn't want to keep him waiting. I was surprised when there was no Edward to be found. I patiently waited for another fifteen minutes, but he was still nowhere in sight. This was when I started to worry. I paced, almost frantically, as undesirable thoughts ran through my mind. Edward was never late. Did something happen?
I decided to try calling him but to no avail.
"The number you have dialed is either busy, unattended, or out of coverage area," said the pre-recorded voice.
I sighed. Maybe he forgot about this. Okay, that's better than having something bad happen to him. I hope he did forget. I sighed again and waited for another fifteen minutes, but still no sign of him. I decided to go on with my grocery shopping. With a last sweeping look, I turned and walked to the entrance. Three steps past the "Welcome sign" I heard someone calling for me. I spun around and saw Edward running my way.
"Cessa, I am so sorry," he pleaded as he caught his breath. He looked like he was about to cry. "I know it's almost one o'clock and I made you wait for two hours and I'm really sorry and I'd understand if you wouldn't want to talk to me. My alarm didn't go off and I woke up an hour late and I--"
I didn't know what had gotten into me. I was just so relieved that nothing happened to him. I took a step forward and hugged him really tightly. Judging by the delay of his return-embrace, I knew I caught him by surprise.
"I'm just glad you're safe and here now coz I really missed you," I said.
My mouth had a mind of its own. I swear to Zeus it did. I only digested what I said when I already blurted it out. I was blushing. I knew I was. I could feel the warmth in my cheeks. I buried my face deeper into his shoulder. His embrace tightened and I felt him kiss the top of my head.
"You silly thing," I heard him chuckle. "I'll make it up to you."
When I was sure that all evidence from my recent flush-fest had disappeared, I pulled away (though reluctantly) from the comfort of his embrace. With a smile, he ruffled my hair then held my hand. We then began our grocery escapade.
"What do you think I should serve?" I asked him as we walked down the pasta aisle.
"How about the meal you made me when I had dinner at your place?" he suggested with a grin. "I loved that and I bet they would, too."
I nodded in agreement. Shopping ended in half an hour. We had everything we needed for tonight, edible or otherwise. We stopped by for a quick munch then headed home. We expected the rest to arrive at about six, so that means we had three hours to prepare.
The real work started when we got home. Edward and I headed for the kitchen to start with dinner. We listed down the things we would make: Shrimp & Scallops Pesto Pasta, Mozzarella Garlic Bread, Bite-sized sandwiches with various fillings, and brownies.
"Can we pull this off?" I asked Edward, slightly anxious.
"Three hours to work?" he laughed, and then smiled at me reassuringly. "We're a team and we can do anything."
"Of course," I laughed. "I mean, with your vampire speed and all."
"Exactly," he grinned.
We made the brownies first. Edward managed to make the chocolate powder fly all over the place. Our faces were almost completely covered in the brown substance. I took pictures of our brownie mishaps as we laughed our hearts out.
"So much for my amazing poise," he managed to say in between fits.
"You're so silly, my silly partner" I giggled as I wiped the last bit of powder on his cheek.
"So are you," he grinned crookedly as he wiped the tip of my nose in return.
After much mixing and cleaning, we were able to put the batter-filled pan in the oven. By this time, the pasta had almost finished cooking. Edward sliced the garlic and I prepared the shrimp and scallops. When the noodles were in the perfect al dente state, we tossed it in a flat pan with the sautéed garlic, shrimp and scallops, and then added the pesto sauce. Though no accidents occurred during the making of this course, I still took a lot of photos.
Last on our list were the little open faced sandwiches and the mozzarella garlic bread. Edward and I decided to split these: former for him, latter for me. I rubbed garlic on baguette slices as he boiled eggs and popped the little pieces of bread in the oven toaster. I grated mozzarella cheese as he mixed canned tuna with onions and mayonnaise. I took out his little bread bites from the oven toaster and replaced them with my own concoction. He mashed the boiled egg and added dressing to that, too. He did the same to the crabstick he peeled. When all was done, we both let out a long and relieved sigh.
"See? All done with an hour to spare," he beamed at me as we walked to my room. "But, boy, do we stink."
"I get it! I get it! Bath time." I laughed then gestured to the television and laptop. "Make yourself comfortable."
"I'd have to get my change of clothes from my car first."
I nodded and tossed him the apartment keys so he could let himself in later. I heard the front door close. I rummaged through my closet for the perfect slumber party wear. I decided to go with my Orange Peels shirt and short white shorts. I entered the bathroom and relaxed.
Half an hour later, I exited and headed for the kitchen to check on the brownies. I heard Edward enter the bathroom. It was strange to think that a few feet away Edward Cullen was actually nake--. I shook my head and tried to make the thought disappear. I tried to concentrate on the brownies, lightly frosting it. Right on cue, Edward appeared just as I had finished decorating the dessert. I laughed at the sight.
"Until now, we still match," he chucked, too.
"Indeed," I said.
Our conversation ended with the sound of the doorbell and Alice's voice from the other side of the wall squealing, "We're Here."
"Well," he smiled as he took my hand and led me to the door. "Here goes nothing."
