(A/N: Hey first story! Whoop Whoop! Characters you recognize belong to Stephenie Meyer. Feel free to Personal Message me if needed. Please review, I'll never get tired of reading your reviews. Thank you all in advance. Also, PM me on story requests. I mostly will be doing Twilight, Glee, Hunger Games, and Divergent. So here we go, the moment you've all been waiting for... A Gift From Above!)
~Bella POV~
What is a word to describe life? Boring comes to mind more than anything else. I've been told life is better boring than eventful. I don't believe that's true. Sometimes I wish there could be more action, more excitement, more adventure. The more the merrier, right? A velvet voice pulled me back into reality.
"Sweet Bella? Do you realize what time it's getting to be?" I jumped a mile high when I realized what time the digital alarm clock read. Edward's chuckle filled the air. "Calm down, we don't need to be twisting an ankle now do we?"
He guided me out of the soft, warm bed and down the hallway with a firm hand gently pushing me along. Even though it had been years since I've met him, my heart rate still increases when his cool hands find me.
Edward immediately started getting out the ingredients for French Toast. As he worked on that, I trotted back down the hall but took the first right and flicked on the bathroom light. I had to admit, our apartment was a bit small. Though, I force myself to look at it as cozy or homey. Edward and I both had agreed it would be suitable for now-like I said, we lead a never got tired of hearing, called from the kitchen. When I reentered the kitchen, Edward was just sitting down with a big bowl of fruit. He escorted me into a chair and grabbed my brush I had set down.
"Edward, I can't ask you to do that." A faint chuckle escaped his full lips. "You'd never get to work on time if I weren't helping," he pointed out. His hands worked quickly but gently through my rat nest of hair.
I sighed as I realized that my food on my ceramic plate was gone. I groaned, it was so good! Edward already had my jacket, shoes, and purse waiting for me at the front door. 'You're feeling thoughtful this morning," I giggled. "You know there's only one problem with that, right?"
"And what would that be?" he asked, obviously confused. "You didn't have breakfast." I saw his face turn at the corners of his mouth.
"Love, I already at before you got up." Then he started coughing. His painful sounding fit lasted about six seconds. When I looked up at his bright emerald eyes, I found them glossed with tears.
"Pardon me. That came out of-" wheeze "-no where," Edward continued to cough.
"Are you okay?" He nodded. We walked across the wet, lush grass and into his Volvo. "Hey, Edward?" I began. "Yes, Love?" Hesitantly, I began. "Why is life so boring? I mean like this morning-this is how it is every morning." He chuckled softly.
"Woah there, our lives aren't that boring. Sure, our mornings can be uneventful, if you wish to say the most."
"I don't want to be one of those boring old couples," I objected. "Okay, well what will make this less boring then?" Here is where I usually would back out and say something along the lines of "Better couple nicknames" or "A bigger apartment" or "A new pet". But today must be my morning or something. I dug deep for courage. "Edward, I want a new addition. You know , like to this family." I really hoped he'd take it from there.
"Like a- excuse me!" Edward gathered the fabric of his navy blue shirt and let out a noisy sneeze. "God bless you." He sniffled once. "Thank you. Like a baby?" I nodded once. A big grin broke his face. "I'd been hoping you'd say that. I didn't ask you because I didn't want you to do something you didn't want to do for me."
I giggled. "Well now that I think about it, this family could use a kitty."
"All right. I guess we could get a new cat. We can start looking for one when we get home. Also, we can fix that no-baby-yet thing tonight as well, if that's okay with you. But now, it looks like we've reached your destination." I kissed him passionately on this lips before I got out and he sped off to his own job. I entered the building with the big purple letters spelling Gordmans.
When I walked through the door I was greeted by my manager with a smile. Chelsea followed me to the back room where she unlocked the door with the keys and flipped on the lights. We put our things in separate locked crates. I pinned my name tag on and ambled over to the check out to start my shift.
After collecting my belongings from the break room and putting my name pin back, I met Edward outside. "Hello, my love. How was work?" He asked politely. Leave it to him to always be the gentleman. "Fine. I've been dying for tonight though. Are you feeling any better?"
"My Bella, I wasn't feeling off this morning. Nor am I now. Thanks for your concern though," Edward winked. "So where to? The Cheesecake Factory?"
"Hm. Oh, 'kay," I yawned. Edward chuckled. "Someone's tired. Once we get home it's just you and me." That sounded nice.
Minutes later, Edward escorted me out of the car and took my hand. "Ooh," I giggled. He gave me a crooked half-smile as he helped me onto the graying pavement.
After we ate and got our desert for take-out we reached our apartment as last. I dropped my purse by the door and flung my shoes off. Edward followed me down the narrow hall to the one bedroom in our one-bedroom apartment. I rolled onto the bed and was joined by my green-eyed angel. "Are you ready?" he whispered, his voice barely audible. My response was a kiss.
It could have been one minute or one hour until we fell asleep, tangled in each other, lost in time.
(A/N: Aw, sweet huh? I hoped you liked it! Just the first chapter of many more to come. Review please, even if it's just a smiley face :D. It makes my day (24 hours) but takes you one minute (One sixtieth of an hour). Take care! Hope to see all of you in the next chapter.)