"Ughhhh," I said groggily. I started to roll over on my bed and hit a wall. "Edward?" I whispered.
"Yes, love." His cold hands stroked my face.
"Ahhh," I sighed. I didn't want to open my eyes. The moment was too perfect.
After James's attack, Edward had been very protective. He would go every where with me if I hadn't have put my foot down. It was sweet that he cared about me, but he was going a little overboard. He seemed to have understood, since I was given some breathing room.
We were in the middle of summer, and life couldn't get better. Charlie was warming up to the idea of Edward being around more. He wouldn't go out of his way to be mean to Edward. Charlie said he thought Edward was okay, which to me, meant he was starting to like Edward.
"What day is it?" I asked dreamily.
"Sunday," he breathed in my ear. His lips on my neck were making it hard to concentrate. He moved his lips up and down along my neck and cheek
"Sunday the what?" I was dazzled. He knew what he was doing to me, because I felt him smirk against my cheek.
"The twentieth," he chuckled. Then I remembered. It was June the twentieth. I gasped, and Edward groaned.
"Happy birthday!" I squealed. I shot up out of my bed only to find myself going down again. Two strong arms wrapped around my waist.
"Careful. We don't want any concussions today," Edward joked.
" I'll try my best," I replied with sarcasm dripping from my voice. Edward set me upright and gave me a hug. His hands were moving up and down my back. I knew he was trying to distract me from the fact that today was his birthday.
"No no no. Today's your birthday." I unwrapped myself from him and moved him towards the bed. "Sit," I ordered.
"Yes ma'am," he sighed.
I got down on my hands and knees and crawled under the bed.
"Love? What are you doing?" He put a hand on my back.
"Getting your present." My hand wrapped around the small blue present with a crackling sound.
Edward moaned," Bella. I told you I don't want to celebrate my birthday."
"I didn't listen."
"Obviously." I grinned. I handed him the present. He took it and looked at it ruefully.
"Tell me you didn't spend anything," he complained. I rolled my eyes and placed my hands on my hips.
"I don't like it when you spend money on me, but you do it anyway," I countered his complaint," and I didn't spend a dime on it."
He looked down at the present with a sigh, "If you say so."
He slowly opened the present. He took the tape off without ripping the paper and slowly pulled it away from the box inside. He set the paper down next to his lap. I was getting anxious.
"Edward," I growled quietly.
He smirked and opened the box.
He sat there a minute staring at the insides of the box. I started to get nervous.
"Ummm. If you don't like it I could-" I was cut off by his lips pressed to mine. We broke away after a minute or two.
"I love it," Edward panted in my ear.
"I'm glad you do." He let go of me and picked up the box that had been laid down on my desk.
He grabbed the cards inside and set the box back on the desk.
"Coupons?" He asked with a smile. "'One kiss'. 'Present over 50 dollars'. 'Servant for a day'. Bella, these are… wonderful. I love them!"
He sat down and looked over the cards.
He suddenly jumped up and stood in front of me with a surprised expression on his face.
"'A new car'?" he asked, astonished.
"It's your birthday, so yeah." I thought about my truck and felt sad, but I knew Edward wanted to buy me a new car. It was his birthday after all.
"Thank you, Bella." Edward kissed me with so much passion, I thought I was going to pass out. He broke the kiss off and put his forehead to mine.
"I love you Bella," he whispered lovingly.
"I love you, too."