“Bella!”

            “Oh.” For such a selfless vampire, he sure was impatient.

            “What?” A sigh escaped his lips, and he started to play with the hair at the nape of my neck.

            “Oh.” This was not a sound of sudden awareness, but more of a purr. Edward was like a drug, and slowly but surely, he was pulling me under.

            “You know, I was just thinking how perfect you are, and you had to go and ruin it with all your concern for my well-being.”

            “Please?” I sighed, I couldn’t resist his pleading. Any other boy would have sounded whiney and insecure, but Edward’s velvet voice only contained distress. He was plainly curious to where I had been. He only wanted to keep me safe.

            “Promise not to laugh?” A solemn nod accompanied the tightening of his arms around my waist. “Alright. Well. I was at a…dance class.” I ducked against his chest so I wouldn’t be forced to look into his jewel-toned eyes. But I could feel it bouncing against my forehead, soft laughter shaking his marble stomach.

            “Oh my Bella!” Edward brought his lips to my hair again, trying to quiet his joviality. “What kind of class was it love?”

            “Uh-oh, no way. You asked where I was and I told you. That’s that.”

            “No secrets, Bella.” He brought his hands to rest on my hips. “What kind of dance class?”

            “Let me just say that this was Rosalie’s idea, and Alice made me do it!” Defensively I raised my hands, protecting myself from Edward’s gaze. “It was a belly dancing class.”

            At that Edward started to shake. The laughter erupting from him created more sound than a bolt of thunder, and scared me twice as much.

            “And then…” I forced to look at him now. If one class gave him this much amusement then I was sorry to see what his next reaction would be. Though at the same time, I was getting pleasure from this embarrassment. I hadn’t seen Edward this happy since I agreed to marry him. His mood grew darker as he watched Alice invite more and more of the town of Forks. I think he was afraid that I would take one look at the filled pews and run screaming from the chapel.