A/N: I know that I've only been updating once a day, but now tha it's Friday, I promise at least 3 more updates tonight. Perhaps I could hit ninety reviews by tonight? Enjoy!

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Starbucks Ain't Got Nothing On him

"Grrr."

"Aren't you going to try it?"

"No."

"Why not."

"Because I don't want to."

"You're the one who asked for it!"

"I know, but still…"

"Don't you dare tell me that I took up a good five minutes of eternity waiting for the kettle to boil when I could have been spending that precious time with you." Edward growled playfully.

"No, it's just that this is another thing you're better than me at." Bella sulked.

"Who says? You won't even try it! There is most definitely a possibility that Starbucks has me beat in this field." Edward smirked, trying to lighten the mood.

"I doubt it." Bella said, chancing a glance down at the mug in her hands.

The mint green was filled to the top with the most delectable hot chocolate she had ever seen. Marshmallows sat on top of a good inch of whip cream and steamed milk. Two peppermint sticks were poking through the frothy white, making themselves known next to a wafer slice that had previously been dipped in chocolate. Edward was most definitely wrong; Starbucks had nothing on him.

"Well?" Edward prompted after a minute, "Are you going to try it or are you going to just let all of my laborious work go to waste?"

"Laborious my as-"

"Uh-uh, Bella," Edward gently clamed his hand over her mouth. "It's not becoming for a lady of your stature to use such vile words."

"Oh, and what is my stature?" She asked once his hand was gone.

"An angel." He smiled.

Before she could get a word in edgewise, he added, "Don't even think about contradicting me. Just drink your hot chocolate. I didn't move the couch over here for nothing."

Bella nodded her head slightly, looking straight ahead. Earlier on, Edward had moved his couch over to the glass wall, overlooking the forest. A light snow was falling, creating a thin white blanket on the ground below.

However, no matter how hard she tried to keep her eyes trained on the lovely scene before her, her eyes kept shifting back to meet Edward's, which were glowing with an inner sorrow.

"Urgh! Fine!" Bella groaned as she lifted the mug to her mouth and took a short drink.

The short drink, however, turned into a gulp, and then a long pull.

"Don't get burnt, Bella." Edward warned, wrapping his hands around hers as she pulled the mug away from her lips, which were now stained red from the sudden rush of heat.

Chuckling slightly at her bright eyes, Edward wondered, "So, Bella, am I a least half as good as Starbucks?"

Grinning, she said, "Edward, you should own Starbucks."

Taking another sip, she leaned her head onto his shoulder, allowing him to wrap his arms around her.

"Edward?"

"Yes?"

"Would you get me some more marshmallows?"

"But that means me having to let you go!"

"I promise I'll be here waiting for you when you get back."

Pouting, Edward groaned and released his hold on Bella.

He mumbled annoyances all of the way to the door, but stopped right before he stepped foot outside into the hallways."

"Bella?"

"What?"

"You said you'd be waiting for me when I get back, right?"

"Uh-huh."

Smirking, he said, "Don't be sitting." But added as an after thought, "Or standing…"