Edward opened the door for me to go into the restaurant

Edward opened the door for me to go into the restaurant. The smells of the restaurant hit me instantly. They were mouth watering. I looked at Edward, he looked calm, and composed. It was hard to believe that no so long ago he was yelling and screaming at me in the car. As we approached the seating line, I tightened my arm around Edward. He smiled and looked down at me.

"Are you nervous?" he asked truly interested. I was surprised he knew me so well. Actually I was a little nervous, it had been a while since I had been around other people besides Edward. It was kind of sad, and I didn't want to admit it.

"A little." Would that make him mad? With Edward I never knew what would set him off now. I never knew what mood he was in, whether he was playful, argumentative, mad, I never knew. He squeezed my hand a little tighter and smirked as he leaned down to my ear.

"Don't be nervous." I looked at him, but he was already looking away. His face was so perfect it was unbelievable. I felt like and card board box standing next an angel. It was pretty pathetic, but that was the only way I could describe it. The next voice made me jump, it was so high pitched.

"Hi! How many?" I looked at Edward and then back down to myself. It was quite oblivious to me how many Edward and I made together. To me it didn't seem like she wanted to know how many the two of us made, the girl was literary on top of Edward. She didn't even look at me. It felt like a complete repeat of my last restaurant date with Edward. Edward always got instant attention, unlike me.

But calm as ever, not showing the slightest fragment of irritation Edward replied in his well known velvet voice, "Two if you please." The girl had to blink out of her dumbstruck trance, as she was practically in his mouth and anywhere else she could land her eyes.

"Oh, um, right this way, Mr.?

"Cullen. And if its not too much trouble we would like a table in private."

"Oh! Of course! Anything for you." Did she just say what I think she said? Anything for you? I shook my head as if I would expect anything different from a girl who was experiencing Edward's charm for the first time.

As we followed the girl, Edward was smiling, but to my enjoyment not at her. He just kept his head fixed straight ahead. I glared at her, but she didn't noticed, because to her I was just an insignificant ant compared to Edward. You don't stop to stare at an ant when you can easily look to the side of that ant at an angel.

"Here we are Mr. Cullen, table for two, your server with be with you any minute!" Dear goodness! She couldn't even keep a straight face as she drooled all over herself and kept rubbing her already reddened face.

"Thank you." He didn't look at her as she left, but she walked as if she had fainted and was being carried off by Cupid. "Bella?" I looked at Edward as he motioned for me to sit down. He had been holding my chair out for me.

"Oh, thank you." In one swift movement he pushed my chair in and instantly sat down in his. Then came, "the silent staring." But it didn't last long before the waiter came.

"Hello, my name is Joe, and I'll be your server to night, can I start you two off with something to drink?" Finally somebody who noticed I existed!

"I'll have a coke, Bella what would you like?" He grinned my favorite crooked grin and then winked.

"Same."

"Ok, make that two cokes."

"Alright and are you ready to order or would you like a couple minutes?" I picked up the menu and began to read through all the delicious sounding dishes.

"We'll have those few minutes, thank you." Edward answered for me.

"I'll have your drinks in few moments then." He quickly disappeared. Everything looked so good. It was impossible to choose. Pizza, spaghetti, ravioli, Garlic bread with authentic Italian tomato soup, Chicken Cesar salad, it all was mouth watering. It was actually a tie between the Pizza and the Chicken Cesar Salad. I let out a frustrated sigh.

"Pick whatever you like Bella." I looked up at Edward, his eyes beamed at me. It was almost impossible to look away. His eyes where so memorizing. He seemed quit amused by my incapability to be able to choose.

"I can't choose." I said moving the menu up slowing over my face. It was obvious I didn't have enough control to look away myself.

"I noticed." He said chucking under his breath. I pulled the menu back down.

"What's so funny?"

"I find you absolutely fascinating Bella. You truly amuse me in ways you can't even imagine. You are so pleasant to be around." I actually thought he was going to say something perverted, or something about how he can't wait to get to the hotel. But no, it was an actual compliment.

"Thank…you?" I was a little surprised. He smiled as held my gaze.

"I truly could never live in a world where you did not exist. It would be utterly impossible. I do love you." What brought this on? I don't know, but I wasn't going to let it pass.

"What's so fascinating about me?" I had to know what he was thinking.

"Everything. The way you look. Your smell, your smile, and the way you look when you're nervous or scared,"

I couldn't help the blush that spread all over my cheeks. "Or jealous." My eyes widened at the last word. I suddenly had a clear picture of our seating assistant. So that's what he had been laughing at earlier.

"I wasn't Jealous of her!" I said trying to hide my resentment as best I could.

"Jealous of who?"

"The girl."

"What girl, I never mentioned any girl."

"You were talking about our seating assistant, and I'm not or wasn't jealous of her."

"What makes you think I was talking about our seating assistant?" Oh no. Opps.

"Well, you, I mean you implied… um" I was trying to search for any reason that would make it so that he was the one that implied the seating assistant. But there was nothing. He had been very careful not to mention her. He knew she would come up into my mind when he mentioned jealousy. Just then a nice cold fizzy coke was placed in front of me, to which I quickly picked up and began to drink. Anything to avoid the conversation we were having.

"Are you ready to order?" Edward looked to me.

I picked up my menu and then made my final decision even though I really wanted both. "I'll have the cheese pizza." The waiter made a quick jot and then turned to Edward.

"And what would you like?" My look to Edward was puzzled, he didn't eat. Well he ate but not my kind of food.

"I'll have the Cesar Salad with chicken." GRRRRRRR. The waiter picked up both menus and smiled as he went to put in our orders. I gave him my best glare. But seriously, how long could a girl glare at Edward?

"I couldn't help it." He said tightening his lips to keep from laughing. The rest of the time was filled with meaningless talk about the weather, the forest, and trying to name what animal or mammal had one nose hole. We came up with the whale. When our food came out I realized I had been hungrier than I thought. Edward would only sit and stare with his beautiful gold eyes. He watched with enjoyment, as I shoved my face.

He pushed his salad to me, to which I was grateful. Everything was very yummy! Then I drank his coke, which he hadn't even touched. After dinner, I was amazed at how fast things went. Edward summoned for the check, after I refused desert. He didn't even look at the amount that was spent, just simply took out a couple twenties and laid them inside the check book. When the waiter came, Edward told him to keep the change. The waiter was very grateful as he skipped off.

Edward gracefully stood up, crossed over to me and held out his hand. I took it and followed him out of the private room. I looked around the restaurant as we were leaving. After all, I didn't know when I would be allowed to come back outside. Speaking of Edward, I'd noticed that he never once said anything perverted to me. He let me order what I wanted, he didn't make any comments on how glade he was that he owned me. It was like he gave me complete freedom. It was almost as if I was spending time with the old romantic Edward. That was the Edward I loved. This was truly the best day I'd had in a very long time.

I couldn't help smiling out of actual happiness. Edward too must have notice the immense amount of happiness I was feeling. He looked down at me and chuckled. He wrapped his cool arms around me and pulled me closer to him as we left out the restaurant. It was quite chilly. But he was even colder. For some reason the blush I was feeling seemed to warm me up. I wrapped my arms around Edward, as we walked to the silver Volvo.

He leaned his head against the top of my head and kissed it. "I'm glad you had a good time."

"Oh Yes! Very, very good time." He chuckled in amusement. He opened the car door. I was reluctant to let him go. I wanted to hold on to this Edward for as long a possible. His eyes flashed down to mine. He reached up a hand and played with a strand of my hair, rubbing it through his fingers. His eyes were very gentle and held a certain other emotion that I didn't understand. Regret? Pain? It looked like it.

"What are you thinking?" he asked

"I want to kiss you." I said snuggling my face into his cold hard chest. I looked back up to him. His lips curved up at the corners, but he wasn't looking at me, he was looking somewhere beyond.

"Please do." His velvety voice was compelling. I lifted up on the tip of my toes and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

He looked down at me and snickered, shaking his head. "That was hardly fair Bella."

Then he put his eyes down and his voice was real low, "then again that's all I probably deserve after all I've put you through. I can only ask that you forgive me Bella, I am very ashamed of my own behavior."

I blinked. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Edward? He was so different. I reached up again and kissed him hard on the lips. His lips were cold on mine, but it felt good. He returned it, which felt even better. After what seemed like a few seconds he pulled away. My heart was racing. The blood was pumping wildly through my veins. My breathing was erratic. He leaned against his head against the top of mine.

"Thank you Bella." He opened the car door and slid me inside. Then opened the driver's side and slid in himself. Besides me catching up on my breathing, the car was silent. Edward was still as a statue. While his left hand was on the steering wheel, his right hand was balled into a fist. I reached over and grabbed it. I tried to loosen the grip but it wouldn't budge. I was using all my strength, but it still remained a fist. He laughed quietly as he unloosed his hand, opening it as I slid mine in. He rubbed his thumb over the top of my hand.

"Are we still going to the hotel?" I asked.

"I still I reservations don't I?"

"Oh, ok."

"Unless, you don't want to go." Was he giving me a choice?

"No its ok, we can go, I know you don't like wasting money." He glanced at me and laughed. It was the most beautiful sound. He lifted up my and kissed the top of it.

"As you wish. You do have your own room, I made sure of that." Can you switch it back?

"Thank you Edward." He started the engine and flipped in his CD of piano music, returning his cold hand to mine. I leaned back against the comfortable seats and closed my eyes. I peaked out to look at him. He didn't look at me but somehow I knew that he saw me.

"Sleep Bella." I closed my eyes again, but I couldn't sleep. I didn't want to miss one moment of this new Edward. He looked back at me with his crooked grin. He pulled my body over to where he was and gently laid my head on his shoulder, while wrapping his cold arm around me. He leaned down and began to hum a soft melody in my ear while stroking the top of my head. The sound of his voice filled my ears, I couldn't even hear the radio any more.

I closed my eyes, as my body began to give in to sleep. Sometimes I would move, just to make sure this was no dream, if it was, I wanted it to never end. I could feel myself right on the edge of sleep. My mind kept blinking out in sleep. Edward must have known that I was almost a sleep, because he turned off the radio and covered me with his leather sweet smelling jacket. He continued rubbing the top of my head and every once in a while would brush his hand across my cheek. Edward whispered in my ear, "sweet dreams my little Bella," then kissed me on the side of my head. And then almost as if those words were a spell, light an automatic light switch, sleep claimed me.