I wasn't about to just give up on my mission however, I had planned to spend the night with a beautiful damsel in my bed and I was going to have my way.
Or at least I would try.
I could see the worry etched on Bella's face as she noticed the shift in my mood. Her forehead creased, her lips pursing slightly as she studied me with concern.
"Is something wrong?" she asked, her voice gentle and tender.
"Nothing," I said, trying to brush off her concern, though I knew my words lacked conviction. "I'm just thinking about tonight."
She raised an eyebrow at me, her gaze unwavering. "You're thinking about tonight, or you're worried about tonight?"
With my hand resting on the small of Bella's back, I forced a smile, masking my inner turmoil.
"Nevermind," I said, trying to dismiss her concern. "Let's talk about something else, something more positive."
"Like what?" she asked, her tone still laced with suspicion.
