Edward's POV

The clock in the garden struck ten. Time to dance, I thought. I ran over to the stereo and turned on some of my favorite romance music. Love Me Tender by Elvis Presley came on. Smiling to myself, I darted back to my Bella. I bowed and held out my hand in an invitation.

"May I have this dance, my love?" I asked her. I really wanted to hold her in my arms and twirl across the dance floor. I certainly had the ability to force her if she didn't want to. But, being the gentleman that I am, I waited politely for her answer.

"Yes, you may." She said in a small voice as she timidly placed her hand in mine. She was still worried that she would fall and hurt her self dancing with me. Silly Bella.

She stood and let me lead her to the middle of the floor. I turned her to face me and saw that worry was thick in her eyes.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I won't let you get hurt." I murmured in my soft voice that I reserved only for my Bella. Her eyes unfocused a little and her heart skipped a beat. Dazzled, I guess.

"O...Kay," she mumbled and stepped a little closer. I slipped my left arm around her waist, lifted her off the ground, and set her back down with her feet on mine. We then began to slow dance. She slowly began to relax, and it seemed that she was beginning to like it.

"Are you enjoying your self, Mrs. Swan?" I ask lightly.

"Just a little bit," she muttered with a blush.

After a moment or two she laid her head against my chest. I sighed, enjoying the fact that she loved and trusted me so much. We continued to dance for while, just lost in the moment together. During one of the turns in our dance, I noticed the light bouncing of something on her left hand as it rested on my shoulder. I looked to see what it was, and happiness filled me. The engagement ring that I gave her was on her third finger, shining brightly to the world. She really did want to marry me. It's like she's Cinderella. Working so hard to make others happy and not caring about herself. Put through the horrible things that should have killed her, yet she survived. And now she will get her happily ever after. But I'm certainly no Prince Charming, I thought.

I was suddenly pulled out of my thoughts when I felt Bella kiss the side of my neck. A smile spread across my face. I looked down into her deep chocolate brown eyes.

"I love you," She whisperer as the blood swirled under her skin, giving her a very pretty blush.

"And I love you, more than my own life," I whispered back.

I leaned down to kiss her. We broke apart after a moment, both of us breathing a little harder than usual. A new song came on, L-O-V-E by Nat King Cole, and we began to dance again.

"L is for the way you look at me....O is for the only one I see....V is very very extraordinary....E is even more than anyone that you adore. And love...." I sang along with the music. Bella kept her head resting on my chest. I could feel her blushing through my tuxedo.

I didn't notice the time until Bella tried to unsuccessfully stifle a yawn. I glanced at the clock in the garden, 11:45 it read. We had been dancing for almost two hours. Poor Bella, she must be exhausted.

"How about we take a break." I said. She nod her head and stepped off my feet.

"Do we have to leave right now?" She ask. I could see the disappointment in her eyes.

"Not unless you want to," I assured her, enjoying the smile that I was rewarded with.

I wrapped my arm around her waist and led her down the stone walk towards the bench placed under the willow tree. A few yards away, Bella lost her balance and tottered. I quickly steadied her.

"Oops, sorry I lost my shoe." She muttered, another blush coloring her cheeks.

With a smile, I swept her up into my arms and set her on the bench. Using my inhuman speed, I grabbed the shoe and returned to stand by her.

"May I have the honors?" I ask as I knelt down by her knees. Her blush turned a shade darker.

"Yes you may," She giggled.

I pushed back the hem of her dress to reveal her foot. I gently held it up, slipped the shoe on, and set it back down. Staying knelt down, I took her hand and looked into her eyes. We sat in a comfortable silence for an immeasurable amount of time.

"This is kind of like Cinderella." She said thoughtfully. "And you're my Prince Charming."

"Yes, and you are my Cinder-Bella," I murmured. She smiled, her heart rate rising a little. I slowly stood up and leaned over her, making her heart beat like a humming bird's wings. I planned on leaning in more and kissing her, but a cold breeze changed my plan. The wind wrapped around Bella's bare shoulders making her shiver. I quickly took off my coat and held it out for her to put it on. She stood, slipped her arms through, and sat back down, huddling in the coat like a child. I couldn't help but chuckle at this. I sat beside her and held her hand, expecting that since she was cold she would prefer to not touch too much of me. To my surprise, she scoot over and leaned against my side.

"This is like a fairy tale." She sighed. I chuckled.

The clock struck midnight. I leaned down and kissed my Cinder-Bella, and she kissed me back willingly.

"This may sound weird, but I really like our fairy tale." Bella said after we broke apart.

"I do too... But tell me, what is your favorite part," I asked.

"Well, my favorite part is that even when the clock strikes twelve, I am still here, and you still love me." She looked into my eyes as she said this. I held her tight as I whispered into her ear.