Christmas Eve

BPOV

I and Edward had just put up the lights outside, there were twinkling white lights hanging from the roof. I stood in the kitchen only the fireplace and tree were light. I was making hot chocolate; Edward was outside, putting up a snow globe inflatable.

"Fuck" he yelled, I just laughed, he had been out there for an hour, and he stomped up the porch stairs mumbling cuss words.

He came inside and slammed the door, his nose was red and his face was pale. He brushed the snow off his coat and threw his boots across the room. "Fucking penguin snow globe" he muttered plopping down by the fire, flipping through the television.

I heard A Christmas Story, TBS always did 24 hours of it and last year me and Emmett stayed up for 24 hours watching it, then Esme beat our asses for falling asleep at Christmas dinner.

The sound of the kettle whining made me jump; I poured the water into the cups. I grabbed a box of soft gingerbread cookies and strolled into the living room.

Edward's eyes brightened when he saw me carrying the cookies and hot chocolate. I sat next to him and he practically jerked the box of cookies away from me.

"Hey! Those are mine!" I scolded,

he replied by shoving a cookie in my mouth, "There, they're yours"

After sharing a whole box of cookies and finishing A Christmas Story. We got up and headed to the kitchen, Esme had requested I make the cookies. I was making peanut butter, chocolate chip, sugar, and white chocolate macadamia nut, Edward's favorite.

I had all the ingredients laid out and measured. I was baking like a maniac and Edward was sitting on the counter eating raw cookie dough.

"Edward Cullen, if you don't stop, you'll die." I scolded putting more cookies in the oven.

I turned around and he shoved another piece in his mouth, I looked around and saw a bag of flower on the floor, I made sure he wasn't watching and grabbed a handful of flour and hid it behind me.

"Edward I'm warning you, if you don't stop, I'll…"

"You'll what?" he laughed.

I walked up to him and tossed the flour all over his face.

He glared at me, "Bella, you have no idea what you just started."

I gasped as he picked up the bag of brown sugar, and poured it down my shirt. "Edward Cullen!" I shrieked, he just laughed and said "I can clean that up for you if you wanted Bella"

I grabbed the sugar and poured it down his pants.

~30 Minutes later~

"Go get the camera and don't step on my angel!" I giggled; I was making an angel, no not snow, flour, baking soda, brown sugar, powdered sugar, sugar, and flour.

He ran and got my camera and started taking pictures. I got up and put the cookies in a huge basket, I made over one hundred cookies because Emmett would devour at least fifty.

We cleaned the kitchen and went into the living room.

He pulled me into his lap and I snuggled into his neck. He ran his hands through my hair and wiped the flour from it on the couch. The only noises were our breathing and the crackling of the fireplace.

I looked under the tree, the huge one was for Emmett, I had gotten him a Rose Bowl sweatshirt and inside the pocket of the sweatshirt, four tickets to the Rose Bowl, it had cost me a fortune but the look on Emmett's face would be priceless.

I had gotten Edward stuff, and a new car. Yes, a new car, what was I thinking when I bought it? I had no idea. It was parked at Jaspers house, because Edward never went there. It's was a 2011 STI, used, I had cleaned it up and paid for it in full. It was a fast car, it would be his new personal car, it was blue, I had fallen in love with it, and I knew he would too.

I also had another gift for him.

Turns out being pregnant made you horny as fuck, and I was staring at his junk 24/7. If I didn't get in his pants soon, I would lose my fucking mind. I was hoping he would bend me over his new car and make me his. Thinking about it made me bite my lip to keep my composure.

"Time for bed baby?" He asked, rubbing my belly.

I sneezed, another joyous pregnancy effect, I was always sneezing.

He laughed, and tried to pick me up.

With an 'unf' we both landed on the couch.

"Oh! Bella! That was such a stupid idea! Are you alright! The baby! I'm so, god, I, uh damn baby!" he ranted putting his hands all over my stomach.

I chuckled, "Edward, I'm fine, but yes that was stupid, I'm pretty sure I weigh 145 lbs."

We headed upstairs and climbed in to bed.

"I have a special present for you tomorrow" I purred, sending him a sexy smile.

His eyes widened and he scooted closer to me. "Really?" he asked, like a kid on Christmas Day, but technically he was.

"Yes sir, you have been a good little boy all year, so I think you deserve a treat" I purred into his ear.

"I have some gifts you're going to love, too" he laughed.

He kissed my forehead, my stomach and whispered "I love you Elizabeth".

She kicked where he kissed my stomach and he laughed.

"Goodnight baby" he whispered, then turned over.

"Night" I flipped over and looked out the window at the snow falling.

I had to pretend I was asleep when Edward got up and went to go fill my stocking 30 minutes later.

I waited until I heard him snoring to go fill his stocking.

I filled it with a Starbucks gift card, M&M's, Gucci cologne, new boxers, guitar picks, and a lacy Mrs. Clause set from Fredrick's, I would wear when I lost all this baby fat.

I climbed into bed without looking in my stocking.

With visions of sugar plums dancing in my head.