Bella pov.
I and Edward are sitting on the coach at his place, staring at each other. Just as he is about to kiss me he jells "shit" and runs vampire speed into the kitchen, leaving a confused me behind. I hear the oven door open and close along with another "shit" and "stupid cake" before I decide to check what in the world he was doing.
When I came into the kitchen I had to held back a laugh at what I saw. Edward are pouting adorable over a burnt chocolate cake with his arms folded. He looks so cute. The laughter I had tried to restrain escaped and I went over to him and kissed away his pout.
"Maybe I should do the cooking." I said smiling.
He sight, smiling "Maybe your right, you would just distract me." I laughed again when the front door suddenly burst open and six vampires came running into the kitchen, "what has happened in here? It smells burned" said Esme.
Right after it left her mouth they took in the sight before them. My arms around a pouting Edward and a burnt chocolate cake. Suddenly they were all laughing; Esme and Carlisle were leaning on each other while the others were on the floor, rolling back and forth, clutching their stomach.
Edward began to scowl. "Ha, Ha very funny, I was making Bella chocolate cake but she distracted me and it got burnt." He was still pouting while accusing me for the burnt cake, that only made them laugh harder and Edward to growl. I got up on my tiptoes and kissed his lips "I'm going to decorate the cake, you can either wrestle your siblings or you could help your girlfriend." Without an answer I began to collect the ingredients I needed and was about to start when I heard two thuds and "hey's" before feeling cold strong arms around me.
"What can I do too help?"
"You can sit on the counter over there and watch me work." With that I worked around the kitchen with his eyes watching me. When he looked far away I took some chocolate frosting on my finger and went over to him stroking my finger on his chin so he got chocolate on him. His mouth dropped open then closed; I leant in and licked it away. He moaned and I kissed his lips.
"Hey, lovebirds get in here," Emmet shouted, effectively ending our make out session. Edward growled "what?"
"We're playing a game."
"What kind of game?"
Emmet got an evil glint in his eyes, "Truth and dare."
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