Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or anything associated with the series.
A/N: I don't re-read what I write after I've written it. I just use spell check and then call it done. So there are probably lots of mistakes; I apologize in advance for them.
It hadn't taken long to get used to sleeping next to Rosalie. It did take a while to get used to waking up with someone next to me, usually holding me somehow. It was probably a sign of some sort that every time I woke up next to her, we were always touching somehow. It was actually really nice to wake up next to someone, especially since that someone was Rosalie. Even when she had classes before me and I was able to sleep, I always woke up just before her alarm went off and relished having her close before I would get up and make breakfast for the two of us.
For a few months we were going strong. It wasn't until after Thanksgiving, we had a big get-together with Charlie and the Cullen's, that I noticed Rosalie seemed to be acting a little off. I wasn't sure what to make of it. At times she seemed to get very intense when we started to make-out. Other times it was almost like she didn't want to touch me; it was like she was so deep in thought that being physically close to me hadn't even crossed her mind.
I had tried bringing it up to her several times. I had asked several times what had her so lost in thought but she never gave me a straight answer. She always skirted around the answer and eventually I couldn't take it anymore. I mean, we were wives and best friends. Shouldn't we always be able to talk to each about anything, especially when one of us was upset? We could when we were just best friends, I see no reason why it would be different now that we were married. If anything we should be closer.
"Rose, I think we really need to talk." I said as I turned off the television and turned to face her. She was sitting in the corner of the couch with her feet tucked under her, reading some sort of car magazine. I was sitting in the middle of the couch and even though we sitting next to each other, I felt as if I was sitting on the opposite side of the room of her. "What's wrong?" I asked as sincerely as I could.
Rosalie took a deep breath, gave a heavy sigh and averted her eyes to the side as she thought about what she was going to say. I could always trust that Rosalie would tell me the truth, so I wasn't worried about whether or not she was trying to figure out a lie to tell me. I knew she was just taking some time to sort out her feelings and figure out how to tell it all to me.
"Nothing is wrong." She finally said as she made eye contact with me again. Before I could argue what she just said, she started talking again. "I promise."
"Something has to be wrong Rose." I said, not bothering to hide my annoyance. "It seems nearly every time we get close, you're not really all there. Or when we're alone, like we are now, you seem to be a million miles away. What's going on?"
I couldn't help but think that Rosalie was having second thoughts about us. Right when I was getting used to us being a couple, she was starting to think of backing out. I didn't like that thought and I hoped that wasn't it at all.
"I've been thinking a lot."
"About what?" I interrupted her, giving a sheepish smile when I realized that I had cut her off. "Sorry."
"I've been thinking about us." I felt my face pale slightly as my thoughts turned towards what I didn't want her to be thinking about. "I've been thinking about how close we've gotten and I've decided something. I've been working a lot on that and I'm afraid with all my planning and plotting, I've become a bit distracted. I'm sorry for making you worry and for being distant."
"What have you been planning?" I nervously asked. Rosalie was putting a lot of effort into something and so I knew it had to be big.
"It's a surprise for you for Christmas." Rosalie admitted with a smile.
"What kind of surprise?" I suspiciously asked. Rosalie knew I didn't like receiving presents, so I wanted to believe that she wasn't planning on getting me something… even though she did every year.
"A kind of surprise that's just as much for me as it is for you." Rosalie said with a smirk as she leaned forward and started to crawl up the couch towards me.
Before I could back up too much, she pushed me down so that I was lying on the couch. She was trying to get me off the topic at hand and she was doing a really good job. But I wasn't about to give in just yet.
"What was involved in preparing this surprise?" I asked as Rosalie laid down on top of me.
"I had to make a few phone calls." Rosalie answered as she laced her fingers through my hair.
"Who did you call?" I asked as I wrapped arms around her waist as she settled even further into me and nuzzled her face into my neck.
"I called several people." Rosalie answered, definitely evading answering me.
I could feel her teeth start to gently nip my neck and it was distracting me even more from being able to try and get her to answer me. I was never able to make Rosalie do anything she really didn't want to before we were physically this close and now that we were, it was even more impossible.
"Why did you call them?" I asked as I felt Rosalie's hands leave my hair and quickly start to wonder down my body. We had never gone too far, but Rosalie's hands definitely liked to wonder. It made me wonder what her hands would feel like when neither of us wore any clothes.
"I had to ask them all to do something for me." Rosalie answered as she started to go from just nipping on my neck to nipping and sucking on my neck.
I could feel my hands betray me and wanting to keep in control. My hands, I swear on their own volition, started to rub up and down Rosalie's back and with each swipe become closer and closer to going under her shirt. There was only so long I could last without trying to feel Rosalie's skin instead of just her clothes.
"Do what?" My questions were getting shorter and shorter and I was sure Rosalie knew that she was about to win this conversation with getting me to stop trying to figure out what she was planning.
"I want everything to be perfect." Rosalie said as I felt one of her hands slip under the side of my shirt and I could feel her fingers tracing random patterns on my skin.
I didn't feel it was fair for Rosalie to have her desired skin contact so I slipped one of my hands under her shirt and on her back. I gently scratched my nails up and down her back, not going as high as her bra though, and Rosalie responded with nipping harder on my neck and sucking harder. She seemed intent to leave a hickey. That was something I had learned fairly quick about Rosalie. If I didn't catch her fast enough, she seemed to have a thing with leaving hickey's on me wherever she could. I wouldn't mind if she didn't usually like to leave them in places that I could hide easily.
"What?"
I had meant to say more, preferably a complete sentence. But I couldn't keep focused on trying to get sentences out of my mouth when Rosalie was on top of me and getting frisky. I was sure no one would be able to.
"Mm, stop talking."
It both annoyed me and turned me on that Rosalie keep in so much control while I was losing so much of it. But she wouldn't Rosalie Lillian Hale if she were to ever fully lose control. But, of course, I would always try my hardest to get her to. I was sure I could get her to in time. But for the moment, I was just happy to know that nothing was wrong between Rosalie and me. I may not entirely be happy that she was planning on a surprise for me for Christmas, but I would just go with it. I trusted that whatever Rosalie was planning would be fine and even though it was a surprise and I wasn't necessarily a fan of surprises, but I was a fan of Rosalie. Rosalie wouldn't do anything I really didn't like. So, I would enjoy the feeling of Rosalie's mouth slowly wondering from my neck to my mouth and would try to figure out what she was planning later.
A/N: I'm so sorry for this really short chapter… and for the long break in between updates. I'm just about to finish finals and when I do, I'll have more time to get this story finished and start on the next one. There's actually two stories that I'm looking at starting and after talking so much with Vrael Nocturnal about both stories, I'm probably going to start them shortly after school gets out this week.