“Sorry” He said. I knew he meant it, too. He hated seeing me upset, and I didn’t cease to use it to my advantage.

            We sat for a few minutes like that seeing who would finally break the silence. Just when I thought I would burst from not hearing is melodic voice, he talked.

            “I made you breakfast!”

            It didn’t surprise him when I groaned. Edward was better than me at everything, and cooking was no exception. It simply wasn’t fair. My facial expression must have been pretty clear, for Edward jokingly said “Nobody’s perfect, Bella”

            “I’ll believe that when I see it!”

            In the kitchen Edward hummed while he watched me eat. I adored his voice and fantasized that mine would ever be as good as his.  

            “do you like to sing, love?” Edward pushed a strand of hair behind my ear.

            “I used to sing, in Phoenix. School chorus was my limit, why?”  

            Edward closed his eyes and smiled. I admired him for his ability to be so calm all of the time. “You were talking in your sleep again”

            “Ug,” I groaned. I put my hand on my forehead and  braced myself.

            “You love my music and my voice. You wish you could sing with me, Bella… be as good as me. The only thing your lacking, love, is self- confidence.”

            I lifted my head to meet his gaze. He stroked the back of my hair and came extremely close to me to whisper faintly in my ear.

            “I want you to sing with me Bella,” He smiled “I’ll teach you.”

            I leaned in to kiss his ice- cold lips. Despite the cold, I felt so warm… maybe more than I have ever felt in my entire life. My heart was going crazy.

            He leaned in and listened to my heart, but it didn’t slow down for quite a while. 

            After I went into my room and changed, Edward lifted me onto his back.

            I shot him a confused look. “Where are we going?”

            “To my house, of course. I have a piano, a stereo, and millions of CD’s.” With that he jumped gracefully out the window and landed perfectly on his feet. Like a big cat- a mountain lion. Within seconds he was running, so fast that it seemed that he was flying, or at least running on a cloud. 

            “Alice?” He said. “Could you entertain Bella while I move some furniture?” I had to admit, I was used to it. But it still made me jump to see Alice immediately next to us. 

“What are you moving?”

            Edward raised one eyebrow. I always overlooked the obvious. “the piano into my room”

            “oh.” I said. I’m such an idiot. Edward read my facial expression again.

            “It’s quite hard to fathom one person lifting a piano all the way upstairs.” He sounded like my Math teacher- very professional and brainy. I smiled. He winked at me!! I think I started hyperventilating for a second, but I giggled- a cute reaction, I think.

            “Want to go to Seattle tomorrow?” Was Alice in the room before? “I have my eye on a pair of flats that would look absolutely ADORABLE on you!”

            “Sure, Alice.” She clapped her hands together in delight.

            “How is Jasper?” I asked, I guess I was eager to strike up a conversation.

            “He’s good,” Alice replied. “How’s Edward? He seems excited to get that piano in his room. What are you two up to?” Even though I knew Alice had “seen” Edward me singing together, I told her anyway.

            “Edward’s going to try to teach me to sing like an angel. This should be very entertaining. Feel free to stick around.”

            Alice laughed sweetly. “I’m sure it will work out!” Alice smiled- that had to be a good sign.

            Edward startled me as he walked down from his bedroom. “I’m sure it will work out, too.” He said. That eavesdropper! I couldn’t find it in myself to be angry with him. It was hard to find it in myself to ever be angry. He was so perfect. The only argument we’ve ever had was about my immortality. I knew that Edward would never budge on that topic, though.

            He impatiently lifted me and brought me to his room. He didn’t put me down again until he was comfortably sitting at the piano.