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    The Art Of Online Dating

    The maitre d' led us to a private room. It was gorgeous. We were away from the sun so the room was somewhat dim, but romantic, with a beautiful view of Lake Union. There was a table for two set with a gorgeous red flower arrangement in the center of the table. The room also had a comfortable-looking couch and a fireplace. (link on fanfiction profile).

    “Edward?” I asked timidly, after being seated.
    |“Hmm?” he murmured looking through the menu.
    “Could we maybe, go somewhere else?” I asked quietly.

    This brought his attention to me. His eyes grew big and worried.

    “Why? Is something wrong?” he asked, guilt and worry tinging his voice and gemstone eyes.
    “No, it's just, Idon'twantyouwastingyourmoneyonme.” I mumbled out the last part quickly, and blushed in embarrassment.
    “Money is never wasted on you, my beautiful Bella, it is simply spent wisely.” he said, his crooked grin making a dazzling appearance.

    My eyes glazed over for a bit, as I thought back to my birthday morning and our..antics. I suddenly realized Edward was staring at me and waving a hand in my face.

    “Are you okay?” he asked, trying not to laugh.
    “Oh, uh, yeah.” I said, breaking out of my stupor.
    “Looked like you were having a nice little daydream there. I was almost expecting you to drool.” he said winking at me and no longer able to hold back a chuckle.

    I wanted to slink under the table and disappear, but the waiter made his appearance to take our drink orders.

    The rest of lunch passed by casually, it felt as if it was just us and we had nowhere else to be. I had ordered the stuffed chicken, while Edward ordered their special lamb shanks. There was plenty of small talk as we enjoyed our meals and even stole a few bites from each other. I had to excuse myself to the ladies' room after almost six glasses of Coke.

    As I was walking back to our table, Edward was facing away from me, on the phone. I caught the last few sentences of his conversation.

    “Yes, about that time.” he said, pausing for the response.
    “Okay. Yes, we'll want those seats.” he said, I could almost hear his smile in his voice.
    “Thank you so much. This is going to be perfect. I'll see you soon.” he said and hung up the phone.

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