Okay, so here's a little bit more...action with Bella and Edward. Enjoy!
Chapter 4- Cookies
(BPOV)
"Where do we start," asked Edward. Today I decided to bake Christmas cookies from scratch for Charlie and I. Of course, upon hearing my plan, Edward immediately volunteered to help.
"You can dump the vanilla icing into four bowls and mix in the food coloring, while I start making the dough."
I added all the ingredients and began to stir the bowl. I reached over to grab more flour, when I hit the spoon with my elbow, accidentally flicking dough on to Edward's perfect chin. He turned his head slowly with a look of shock on his face.
"Oh my gosh, Edward I am so sorry!" He cracked a smile and gazed at me with mock anger and mirth in eyes.
"Oh, no you didn't."
He immediately scooped up a hunk of blue icing on his finger and smeared it down my cheek. I froze in place, completely surprised by his action. Then I snapped out of my thoughts and grabbed a handful of flour with an evil grin and proceeded to throw it on him. Thus starting a food fight with icing, dough, and flour flying around Charlie's once clean kitchen. When we finally called a truce we washed our hands and gazed around the kitchen inspecting the damage. Our eyes finally fell on each other. Edward had flour on the front of his shirt and pants, icing in his hair, and dough on his shoulder. I'm sure I looked just as messy, but even with all that food on him he still managed to look like a Greek god. We both suddenly broke out in laughter. He made his way over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist while pushing me up against the counter. I wound my arms around his neck, our laughs slowly fading. All of a sudden I had a terrible urge to do something. I stood up on my tippy toes and licked off the dough that was still on his chin. He looked down at me gently brushed his lips against my own. Then he trailed kisses down my chin, starting by ear and trailing back to my lips. As it deepened I twisted my fingers in hair, and in response he played with the hem of my blouse. Slowly, his hands started to travel up beneath the fabric on my sides, stopping at the upper part of my rib cage. My head began to swim as I started getting lost in him. Edward stopped abruptly and reluctantly pulled away.
"What's wrong?"
"Charlie's home," he replied breathing heavily with a smile playing on his lips. Surely enough Charlie trudged into the house, hanging up his belt and entered the kitchen when he saw the display.
"What happened here? It looks like a tornado came though," he said.
"You see Chief Swan, Bella kind of had an accident," Edward answered. This wasn't a complete lie.
"Oh. Well, I can believe that," Charlie joked.
He lightly chuckled and went into the living room to watch television. I glanced over at Edward and softly giggled. He looked at me thoughtfully, and then smiled crookedly.
"We better get this mess cleaned up," I said.
"Maybe it could wait a while," he said scooping me up into his arms once more and kissing me senseless.