This is just a short fluff story I've had rolling around in my head for the past 6 months or so. Bits and pieces are already written and hopefully I can be inspired to finish it. Unbeta'd so there are probably errors.
"What do you want for your birthday?" I asked, placing my book on the side table and watched as Edward pulled the covers back from the bed and climbed in.
"I don't need anything," he said with a smile as he leaned over and wrapped his arm around me, pulling me to the middle of the bed.
"I know you don't need anything, I asked what you want."
He smirked at me before leaning down and languidly kissing me on the lips.
"I want you."
"Be serious," I murmured, my own attempts at seriousness were half-hearted as I felt his hands sliding up my shirt.
"You already have me." My words were muffled as he pulled the shirt over my head. We made quick work of undressing, discarding our clothes haphazardly. Hands groped and teased until we were both gasping for breath as the rhythm of our joining reached a frenzied pace.
As we came down from our high, Edward wrapped his arm around me and pulled me onto his chest.
"Damn," he muttered, his voice and smile giving off an air of satisfaction.
"We should do that more often."
"Definitely."
Once our heart rates had returned to normal and our bodies cooled, I reached for the sheets and pulled the covers up over us. My eyes slowly drifted shut, lulled by the soothing motion of Edward's steady breathing.
"You asleep?" Edward whispered, his body jostling me back into consciousness as he leaned over to look at me.
"Mmm, not yet."
"I was thinking about that spare room the other day..."
"You want to turn it into an office?" I guessed.
"No." He glanced down at me and gently tucked a strand of stray hair behind my ear. "Work is finally settling down, and Ava's getting older... I was thinking it might be time to turn it into a nursery."
"A nursery?" I gulped, suddenly wide awake. "You...you want another baby?"
Edward shrugged in attempted nonchalance but I could see in his eyes how serious he was about this.
"I mean, we talked about it..."
Before he could finish his sentence, I grabbed his face with both hands and pulled him down to me, kissing him fiercely.
"Yes."