CHRISTMASTIDE

10. Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

"A vibrator? Really?" Bella laughed, shaking her head as she held up the white and blue contraption. "Why are these gifts getting raunchier and raunchier? What happened to the symbolic rings? What ever happened to flower bouquets?"

He fingered the five rings resting just below her collarbone for a moment before the smirk fell on his face. "Hey, that's not just any vibrator. It's The Magic Wand and it's awesome according to sexologists and the hundreds of reviews," he nearly pouted at the sight of her glare. "I just want you to have some fun."

"With a vibrator?" her nose crinkled in disgust. "A vibrator? Really, Edward?"

"I thought you would find it useful," he laughed slightly in disbelief. "Are you actually mad?"

"No! Yes! No! It's just crude, and disgusting-"

Edward rolled his eyes, pushing a lock of hair behind Bella's ear. "Don't be a prude, Bella. There's nothing wrong with using sex toys, everyone has needs. Plus, it's an excellent tool for us to use in the bedroom, and it can help you get more open to things, sexually," he smiled slightly. "If you want, I'll use it on you when we're...studying...it'll make for a stimulating experience."

She rolled her eyes at his leer, shoving the vibrator at his chest. "Edward, no. Not happening, consider me not interested. I don't do vibrators, especially not ones that look like that."

He handed it back, an annoyed huff escaping him. "You're a grown woman-" he cut himself off as he caught the fire in her eyes. He paused, trying to think of a better way to phrase what he was trying to say. "Let me help you be more...free."

"I know I'm a grown woman, Edward," Bella chuckled, shaking her head. "I'm a grown woman who doesn't use dildos or vibrators. I can be free without this-" she tried to hand the vibrator to him, frowning when he shoved her hand back. "Edward, why the hell do I need this when I have you-"

Edward cut her off with a firm kiss, pulling away with a smack. "Sometimes I'm not around, and maybe your hand just won't cut it."

"I don't masturbate."

"Yes, you have. You've done it in front of me, so no more excuses," he grinned, cupping her face in his hands. He kissed her forehead softly. "Call it Edward and use him on those lonely nights when you can't escape to my place for a midnight booty call."

Bella scowled down at the object. "Edward..."

"Baby, just trust me. Give it a chance. I promise you'll love it," he paused, a smirk on his lips. "And if you ask nicely, I'll show you how to use it..."

"Fine," she rolled her eyes, shoving the vibrator in her bag. "Good night, Edward," she said loudly, walking toward the door.

He followed her, grabbing her waist and pulling her to his chest. He kissed her neck softly. "Good night. Don't be mad, baby. Try to be open-minded," he whispered in her ear.

She jerked out of his grasp, flinging the door open. "Whatever," she hissed, rushing out of the apartment.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on, our troubles will be out of sight