A/N: All rights reserved. I am not Stephenie! (like you'd believe I was anyway)
Good Morning Love
The alarm clock blared and I sat up scanning the room. My chocolate brown eyes relaxed when they found him. He was looking at me with my favorite crooked smile on his perfect face.
"Good morning, love," he whispered.
I sighed.
"What is it?" Edward asked.
"It's nothing," I answered. "You're just so perfect. I don't deserve you."
"That's not true," he murmured.
My stomach growled.
"It's breakfast time for the human." His voice turned his favorite line for mornings into music.
He stood and walked over to me; his arms scooped me up gracefully.
"What about Charlie?" I asked as he walked down the stairs.
"He woke up and left about three hours ago. He went fishing with Billy."
"Once again, everything's perfect with you around."