ETA: Formerly posted as a part of a drabble collection. Due to the fact that I've been writing these out of chronological order (as inspiration strikes), the collection format has confused some readers. So, I'm posting these separately now.
Disclaimer: Twilight and its characters are the creation of Stephenie Meyer.
Romantic Inclinations
by Lucidscreamer
Only when he walked into the bedroom and saw rose petals strewn over the bed did the significance of the evening's events sink in.
Carlisle had insisted upon waiting until late to hunt, and the walk back to the house had been leisurely. Which meant they had, for all intents and purposes, just returned from dinner and a moonlit stroll.
Edward turned to his mate, who regarded him with a look both sheepish and hopeful. Shaking his head, Edward rewarded him with a tender kiss. "You always were an incurable romantic."
Carlisle pulled him closer. "Happy Valentine's Day, my Edward."