In Edward Anderson's eyes, Bella Scott had never been related to the word "beautiful."
But she had a vibrant vitality that made one feel full of hope when they saw her.
He had seen countless beauties, and of course, Bella couldn't be considered one, but she was exceptionally handsome and charming tonight, and that's what set her apart.
As the two quietly stared at each other, Edward slowly walked up to Bella, sizing her up before saying, "This outfit is wasted on you."
Bella didn't get angry this time; she moved closer to Edward and suddenly wrapped her arms around his waist.
Edward didn't know what she was up to, looking at her face close to him, his reaction a little slow.
Bella leaned even closer to him and whispered in his ear, "Your suit does fit nicely, but doesn't it just make you a well-dressed beast?"
She suddenly threw a punch at his chest.
