Oh God oh God oh God, what the hell was I supposed to do now. Edward lean back and grinned at me triumphantly. I tried to pull myself together. 'Say something clever!! Come on brain, 18 years of education must be worth something in situations such as these!!'
"Oh really?" I mentally slapped myself on the forehead.
"Yup." He said, relaxing in his chair. It gave me a moment to take in all of his radiant beauty, all of it on display, right before my eyes. If I wasn't completely freaking out, I might have drooled… wait, OMG NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!
Edward giggled and I knew my worst fears had been realised. I WAS drooling. My face was burning. My palms were sweaty. My life had come to an end.
"Do you want me to get that?" He said, that beautiful specimen of a man, leaning forward, wielding a handkerchief.
I couldn't move I was too embarrassed, my muscles had frozen up. Be closed the distance between us in record speed and gently wiped my face. For some reason my thoughts turned to Alice in that split second of a moment, I pictured her pushing my along in a wheelbarrow towards the mental institution, with my drooling and specking gibberish all the way there. Lovely.
Edward stowed away his handkerchief as if nothing had happened. I couldn't think of anything to say to save myself more embarrassment, so he said it for me.
"So are you planning on coming?"
"Coming?... What?" He laughed.
"To this strip poker thing, Emmett's not going to back out ya know." He raised an eyebrow, "This is a serious game for him."
"Would you come if I went?" 'Holy Mary Mother of God!'
"Sure, why not?"
"Good!" He rubbed his hands together. "I'll be looking forward to it." I looked shyly at the wall behind him. "You've never played poker before have you?" Leaning in, his eyebrow once again raised with yet another cheesy seductive grin on his face. I looked down at the table as I gave my answer.
"The fat lady sings." Edward whispered in my ear. I giggled. I could smell his breath, his aftershave, him. The essence of Edward. I took a deep breath. Oh God I'm becoming a psycho.
The fat woman continued to sing. "Does everyone remember what I talked about earlier?" Everyone in the room looked at each other, looking for the answer. I just stared at Edward. His neck muscled were on display as he was turned to face the woman, now that was a sight not to be missed. And I was enjoying every second of it. Although I would have preferred it if he was still facing me so I could stare at his face instead… I mentally slapped myself again 'Stop being so pathetic Bella!'
After a few mumbled around the room, with obviously no answer coming, the fat lady continued to rain on our parade.
"Well then, let me re-jig you're memories! Earlier I told you that eventually during the duration of your intimate conversations I would stop you all and present you with a surprise! Do you want to know what the surprise is?"
"Oh goodie, a surprise can't wait." I mumbled to myself, but Edward heard and sniggered.
"DANCING!" My face immediately was drained of all colour. Edward caught my face in the corner of his eye and turned to face me, "Are you alright Bella?"
A waved him off; "I'm fine I'm fine."
"Okay." He turned around to face the fat lady again with a concerned expression on his face. He kept glancing back at me to make sure I was okay. He probably thinks I'm gonna hurl or something.
"Now, I'm sure it's obvious what's going to happen next, but I'll make it clear for those of you who aren't so sure of what to do." I swiped some sweat from my forehead and started preparing myself mentally for what she had planned for me. I swear she was the devil in disguise.
"The person opposite you at the table you are sitting at is your dance partner. Together you and your partner will make your way down to the dance floor and well supply the music while you enjoy a little dance together. At the end of each song our judges will ask a few couples at a time to leave the floor and make your way back to your seats. The last couple left is the winner and gets a special prise!"
Sweat was gathering on my forehead and I briskly wiped it away, this was turning into the worse day of my life. For one thing I was for certain. I could not dance.