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CH 8 - Such a Gentleman
Rosalie and Edward haven't seen each other all week. Between lunch duty, parent meetings, and teacher meetings they have not had time to talk to each other. Edward was so worried that Rosalie would forget about dinner that he needed to remind her for his own peace of mind. He knocked on the door to her classroom to get her attention.
Rosalie looks up and smiles but then worries that he's come to tell her he's cancelling their date.
"I hope you're not going to stand me up tonight, Rosalie." Edward smirks
"No. I was worried you were just going to cancel on me." She sighs
"Never. I am looking forward to tonight."
Right then, Jessica walks up to Edward and sings out, "What are you doing tonight, Edward?"
Edward rolls his eyes, looking at Rosalie, and then turns to Jessica. "I have plans," he responds, hoping she'll get the hint and keep walking.
"Well, if you want to hook up, I'm free." She bites her lip, touches his arm, and suggestively winks at Rosalie.
Rosalie wants to smack her silly, but she doesn't. She instead lets Edward handle the tart.
"Why are you touching me, Jessica? I told you I am not interested in having a relationship with you. You need to stop flirting with me. It's pathetic and turning into sexual harassment." He turns back to Rosalie, winks, and walks out.
Jessica stands there in shock for several moments before she turns to Rosalie. "He has to be gay. Why else would he not be interested in me? Next thing you know, he'll be asking you out on a date." She storms off dejectedly.
Rosalie bites her lip and fights the urge to knock her down and beat her fake boobs black and blue. Instead, she walks out and finds Edward waiting by his car, which he parked next to hers.
She smiles at him."So, that message to Jessica was loud and clear."
Edward laughs. "She doesn't seem to get it. She'll try again next week."
Rosalie shakes her head. "No, now she thinks you're gay. I mean, how can you not be interested in her?"
Edward shakes his head in disgust. "If only that was really going to stop her. She'll just consider me a bigger challenge now."
He waits for Rosalie to get in her car and stands at her door. "I will see you later, Rosalie." He closes the door and watches her start the car and drive off. He really wants to carpool with her. Maybe he can convince her to try that. Fuck what their families might think.
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Edward gets to the restaurant twenty minutes early since he is nervous and needs time to chill out. He decided not to go in but wait for her at the door. In case she ditched him, he didn't want to have to leave by himself. He looks up and sees her walking toward him. He can't believe she's early too. He watches her walk towards him enjoying the view. She's wearing tight blue jeans with green heels, and her sparkly green shirt falls mid-thigh. A gold belt wraps perfectly around her waist, emphasizing all her sexy curves. He can't believe that this gorgeous woman is here to have dinner with him.
She spots him standing at the door and walks towards him. He's sex on legs with his dark blue jacket and light blue shirt underneath it. His jeans hug his body, accentuating his package perfectly. She can't believe that this hunk of a man is having dinner with her.
"You look beautiful, Rosalie," Edwards croons, slowly moving his gaze up her body.
Rosalie tries not to blush; his words and actions are making her feel sexy. She knows that he's just being nice and really doesn't mean it, but she still enjoys hearing this. He opens the door for her to walk in and she waits for him. He smiles at her. Whenever he's around her, he feels like a school boy again. After Edward give the hostess his name, she motions for couple to follow her. Edward lets Rosalie walk first. Not only is it the gentlemanly thing to do, but he wants to check out her curvy ass. He is not disappointed by her full round ass that is rubbing tightly against those jeans. .
He quickly moves to hold out a chair for her, and she sits down, thanking him. This is the first time he has ever held out a chair for a woman other than his mother or sister. Is Rosalie finally making him a gentleman that his mom has been pushing for?
After he sits down, he smiles at Rosalie. He wonders what it would be like to sit across from her every night and have dinner. He wonders where that thought came from. Why is she brining out these thoughts in him? He just wants to have dinner and maybe check out Rosalie's sexy body, but nothing more. Besides, she would never want a relationship with him. He is meant to be alone.
Rosalie smiles at him and wonders what it would be like to have dinner with him every night. To help him in the kitchen, watch him cook and clean. But she's kidding herself; she is the last person someone like Edward would want to share his meals every night.
The waiter approaches them then. He goes through the specials and asks them what they would like to drink.
Rosalie asks for a glass of Chianti, even though it's overpriced at over six dollars a glass. Edward interrupts and tell the waiter to bring the bottle to the table.
The waiter nods and walks away to get the wine.
"That's too expensive," Rosalie protests. "Besides, I'm driving tonight."
"The movie theater is down the street. We can go there after dinner, catch a movie and sober up." He smirks at Rosalie. "Why don't you choose an appetizer?" He opens his menu and tries to focus on the food when all he wants to do is watch her.
Rosalie opens the menu, but she can see that Edward is watching her and only pretends to read the menu. What is his deal? She tries not to laugh.
The waiter returns a few moments later with the wine and two glasses. He opens the bottle and pours the wine for the couple. After that's all done he turns to Rosalie and asks what she would like to order.
"I'll have the Lasagna Bolognese." She hands the menu to waiter. She loves Bolognese sauce, and with lasagna, it will be decadent.
The waiter turns to Edward.
"I'll have Veal Picatta. How about an appetizer, Rosalie? How does the—um, I can't pronounce this—the thinly sliced cured beef with olive oil, lemons, arugula, and shaved parmesan sound?"
She finds it rather cute that he didn't try to pretend to know how to pronounce it. She nods, agreeing with his choice, and watches the waiter take the menus and walk off.
"Edward, this place is quite overpriced. Don't you think? I hope this is not what you think of me." Rosalie questions him, worried that he does think she's a spoiled diva.
"No, Rosalie," he says. "I just wanted to take you someplace nice. I wasn't going to take you to Applebee's. That would have been trashy."
"I actually would've preferred that." Rosalie laughs
"With the way you're dressed?" he retorts. "You need to eat in a place like this tonight." As soon as the words are out of his mouth, he wants to smack himself for making yet another stupid comment. He wonders if he's contracted a case of verbal diarrhea.
Rosalie looks down. Was he teasing her or did he really mean that? Not knowing whether she should be nice or nasty, she decides to not say anything and takes a sip of wine.
"So, does your family meddle in your life?" Edward asks, desperate to break the awkward silence.
"Oh, yes. All the time," Rosalie blurts out. "I know they mean well, but they don't know when to quit. You have a bigger family, so I bet you have even more intrusions."
"Oh, boy. They think they can just tell me what to do. Even Alice and Jasper. They think marriage into the family has earned them the right to control me."
The waiter brings over the appetizer, and Edward holds out a piece for Rosalie and waits for her to move her plate closer.
"I didn't realize you could be such a gentleman," Rosalie says in awe.
"You haven't seen anything yet." Edward stares into her eyes. He wants her to see he is being fucking genuine. He can't just be her friend anymore. He needs more, and he needs to know if she wants more too.
Rosalie looks down, and tears fill her eyes. "Please stop this. I don't know if you're trying to be a gentleman for your mother or for the sake of trying to make working together easier. But I know you're not interested, so please, don't play with my heart like this."
Edward looks at her and puts down his fork. "Rosalie, I am sorry if I am confusing you. I am not being dishonest or tricking you. I...really... Oh, fuck, I feel stupid for how this is going to come out. But, I like you, and I think about you all the time. I can't even form complete, rational sentences when I'm with you."
Rosalie looks at him and then closes her eyes, trying to think of what to say back. Finally, she opens her eyes but doesn't dare chance a look at him. Instead, she's looking down at her plate as she confesses, "Edward, I was used and treated poorly by someone. I believed he liked me, but he was just using me until he found the girl he wanted. I don't want to be used again."
Edward nods. He wants so badly to kiss those tears away. "Rosalie, I have no intention of using you. I think you are beautiful. I was pissed that I was so attracted to you and didn't know what to make of you. Girls have always wanted me for my money or sex, but I never want any of them. With you, Rosalie, I have finally found a woman that I do want."
A/N: WOW! What do you think? How Rosalie will respond to that? Will they still go to the movies?
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