Mia and Michael arrived at the art show. It was packed and people were anticipating to see some good art.

Michael grabbed Mia's hand and escorted her in. Inside were fabulous paintings. Mia couldnt believe her eyes. She always wanted her work in the TULA. "Michael this is amazing." she said. " I know Mia. its captivating. Your paintings should be in here. You're just as good." he said.

Mia blushed. She had never got this much praise for her artwork like this in a long time. They walked around and analyzed each painting and statue. 

"Wow! She is so good at structure!" Mia said complementing a sculpture. "I agree." Michael said. He looked over at Mia's face. She was so full of happiness. This is what he always wanted to see from her. Just then a strange man walked up behimd them.

"Nice painting huh?" the man asked.

"Yes...very lovely" Mia responded.

"Well, its one of my works. Not one of my best ones, but people seem to like it." the man said.

Mia's eyes widened as she looked at the signature on the bottom. This was Edward Cullen's work, one of her favorite artists. She turned around and gasped.

"No way....you're Edward Cullen?! I LOVE your work sir. I admire your style. Its very inspiring."

"Ahh..so your an artist too ehh?"

"Yes sir. I have my own shop on 95th. Its a little small, but its a working progress."

"I see. I would like to view it sometime." Mr.Cullen gave Mia his number and looked at his watch. "I'm afraid its time for me to go. My wife's waiting."

"Nice meeting you Mr.Cullen. Have a nice evening." Mia said. Mr.Cullen smilied, nodded, and walked away.

"Michael!! I just met THE EDWARD CULLEN! He is such a good artist. He's where i got most of my inspiration." Mia said. Michael smilied. "He is a very good artist. Make sure you call him kay?" "You dont have to remind me twice!" Mia promised.

The evening was going smoothly. After the art show they went to a fancy restaurant called "Suago". "So, what do you want?" Michael asked. "Well, I want the steak. It sounds good." She said. "Alright. I was thinking pasta, the Asagio." Michael said back. Mia smilied and nodded. The waiter came to take the order, and they were left to talk. "So, are you always this shy Mia?" Michael asked. "What?! Looking whos talking. That is coming from the person that eats their chicken wings with a fork."

"I do not!" Michael said laughing

"Yes you do!" Mia giggled

"Man, i gotta tell you, ive never felt this way around a girl, except for Diana." Michael said.

"Me neither Michael. You're a sweet guy." Mia blushed

"Thanks. And you're a sweet girl. Tell me, you never told me your favorite song of mines."

"You really want to know?"

"Yea. Tell me!"

"Well, i love The Way You Make Me Feel. That wound have to be my favorite."

"I like that one too. Except i have no one to dedicate it to...."

Mia blushed and looked away from Michael. His eyes were so captivating, She couldnt stare at those hazel things for more than two seconds.

"I guess im gonna dedicate it to you, because you make me feel like no other babygirl." Michael smiled.

Babygirl?! Mia was really turned on. The way he said it.... The food came out and they ate. This time Michael ate like he was mad at his food. (lolz). They were full and ready to go home.

"Mia, would you like to spend the night with me?" Michael asked

Mia was so excited when he asked her that. She wanted to go home with him, just talk and lay in his arms, then after awhile she would fall asleep next to him.

"Yes Michael, I would love to." Mia said blushing. Michael smiled and grabbed her hand. "Lets go then baby."

To Be Continued....