It had been a long day, but a very successful one. My Christmas shopping was officially done and I was proud of the present that I had gotten Edward. Mom said that he once learned to play the guitar as a child, but it broke when he got into a fight with Emmett.
I've heard Edward play the piano from time to time, but I didn't know he played other instruments until mom mentioned it.
"Good, they're gone. Now we don't have to be so sneaky with the Christmas gifts." Grandma praised once we parked the car in the garage.
I was thankful since it would be hard to sneak a full sized guitar under Edward's nose.
I fell asleep in my bed after I locked myself in my room and hid all my purchases. I had already finished shopping for the women last week when I went with Edward, Emmett, and Jasper. Luckily, it was after my swim class and when Alice and Rosalie were running late with volleyball practice. Although, Alice was beyond angry that we didn't tell her of our plans; I thought she had overreacted and still thought so when she nearly yelled at me for voicing my opinion. She left me crying that night in Edward's arms, but then apologized the next morning.
I was just finishing my last present when someone knocked on the door. Luckily I had thought to lock it before I sat down on the floor, but now that I thought about it, it was a stupid move. I couldn't get up on my own very easily.
"Who is it?" I called out.
"Alice." My visitor called out, but for some reason, it didn't sound much like Alice.
"Are you alright?" I asked.
"I…uh…can I come in?" She asked in a low voice. It was Alice, but something was wrong.
"Hold on." I answered as I grunted and groaned.
Getting up wasn't easy, but after using my bed post as leverage, I finally made it.
When I opened the door, Alice looked very much like a small child who had been caught doing something bad, but how bad was bad, I wondered?
I opened the door wider and closed it once she ran in.
She sat on my bed and I noticed a plastic bag attached to her wrist.
When I was about to go to her, someone knocked on my door.
Alice scrambled to hide her bag under my bed then nodded for me to open the door.
This time it was Rosalie.
"They're both gone." Rose simply said closing my door behind her.
"Who?" I asked.
"Mom and Grandma, no one is here besides us, Ali." Rose moved over to her in a comforting way.
It was then that I recognized that frightened look in Alice's eye. I looked the same way months ago.
"Alice, are you…" I started.
"I don't know." She was crying already.
I walked as quickly as I could over to her and wrapped my arms around her. She fell into my hug while Rosalie engulf her other side.
"We had been so careful," She whimpered. "I'm on the pill, and we had been using condoms." Her body was starting to shake from her sobs.
"It could just be your body reacting to the stress from finals. I get that way too sometimes, Alice." Rose tried to sooth her.
I figured that the sooner Alice sees the results of those test, the sooner we'd know the answer.
"She's right, Alice, and worrying about being pregnant isn't helping your stress levels. You need to man up and take the test now." I told her firmly.
She pulled back and offered me a weak, wet smile.
Sitting in Alice's bathroom brought back memories of when I sat in my old bathroom counting down the minutes of when I could look at the stick, but this was for Alice and she was not alone.
"I can't believe this is happening to me of all people. I'm not the type of person who gets pregnant as a teenager." Alice had been ranting since the waiting game started. It was starting to drive me nuts.
"Alice, there is no type, sometimes getting pregnant is just an accident, but it is a wonderful thing in the end." Rose had been trying to sooth her since the ranting began which I was grateful for. I wish that she had been there with me.
"What am I going to tell Jasper? What about mom and dad?"
"They'll be shocked, worried, scared, maybe disappointed at first, but I know that they will help you both if the test is positive, Alice." Rose countered her.
For once, Alice didn't respond. Instead she looked at me, but I could see the familiar worry in her eyes.
When Rosalie's cell phone went off, Alice jumped, but didn't move to the counter. She looked up at Rose for help.
Rosalie didn't say anything as she made her way over to the counter. She picked up the first test and read it. "Positive."
Alice drew in a shaky breath. I got up from the toilet and engulfed her in another hug. She hung onto me like a lifeline.
"Negative." Rose read the second one.
Alice calmed down a little more, but I could still feel how tense she was. It all came down to one last test.
Rose had it in her hand as she turned towards us. "Negative." She smiled.
I felt all of Alice's tension fall from her body only to realize that she was falling down. Thankfully, Rose dropped the test and ran over to help hold her up knowing that I couldn't do it on my own.
We held her tight as she cried on our shoulders until they became quiet sniffles.
"You girls are the best sisters." She mumbled and hugged us impossibly closer.
The unmistakable boom sounded from downstairs; the boys were home.
Alice began to tremble more in my arms.
"Alice, you have to tell him." Rose whispered.
"Why, it was negative." She stammered.
"Only two were negative, they could be in the wrong. We should go and get you checked out, but Jasper needs to know. Mom and dad don't have to if you don't want to." Rose reasoned.
"It's for the better, Alice. No one is going to look down on you either way. We all love you too much." I added pulling her away so that I could look at her face seriously.
She processed the information for a moment, weighed her options then nodded her head in agreement.
"We'll be right behind you." I smiled then squeezed her closer.
The boys were in the kitchen making up some hot chocolate.
"There's our favorite girls, want some chocolaty goodness?" Emmett held up the ladle.
Rose, Alice, and I didn't move; but I did nudge Alice to break her trance. Instead of taking a step, she ran into Jasper's arms which he opened as soon as he saw her face.
"What's wrong, Alice?" He asked soothingly.
Edward came to my side to hug me close as Emmett was doing to Rosalie, but Rose and I stayed straight as stone. We were there for Alice.
"Alice, let's all grab a cup and go sit in the living room." Rose suggested.
Alice shook her head no then looked up from Jasper's chest into his crystal blue eyes.
"I'm late." She spoke so softly that I barely heard her, but looking at Jasper's eyes told me that he understood what she said.
"Are you pregnant?" He asked, he was staying very calm for her sake probably.
"I just took three tests, only one said it was positive, and Rosalie said it could be from me stressing about my finals. I'm so sorry." She was sobbing by the end.
"Alice, calm down, sugar. Shhh, sweet girl, it's going to be alright." Jasper held her close focusing on her. "We'll wait a few more days and if nothing happens then we'll go to a clinic and get a professional test done. I love you, you know that right? I'm always going to be there for you."
Alice nodded her head softly, but she was still sobbing and trembling in his arms. "And I love you more than anything." She said. "Thank you."
"You look tired." Jacob commented when I got out of the cab of my truck.
"I'm fine." I waved it off, but I was from the lack of sleep I got last night. Again, Edward worried after I told him that the baby was just moving around so much that it made it hard for sleep to come to me last night. Thankfully, he dropped it and helped to comfort me all night.
"You sure, because we don't have to do anything if you don't want to." Jacob insisted.
"Jake, are we going to stand out here and let my baby freeze or are you going to invite me into your warm house?" I joked with him.
The Blacks were hosting a Christmas party, convincing me that I was family. The theme was, of course, secret Santa. I got Seth Clearwater, so I gave him a video game that he had been raving about lately—according to his mother; I had to ask for some ideas from her.
Surprisingly, Billy Black was my secret Santa, and I couldn't have asked for a better present.
"Bells, we kept this after Charlie's house and all his possessions were taken." He nodded his head towards an over-excited Jacob who practically ran out of the tiny room.
When Jacob came back I was speechless.
He was carrying a wooden rocking chair that I recognized from one of my pictures of my dad rocking me in. The exact same one.
"Oh my god, I don't know what to say." I choked out.
"How about thanks, dude?" Quil called out which had everyone laughing.
"Thanks Billy." I went up and hugged both Billy and Jacob.
The rest of the party went well. The dinner was excellent—and I was able to help out—everyone had fun opening their presents and then playing around with them.
I helped clean up as best as I could until Sue Clearwater started booting me out of the house saying she didn't want me to drive in the dark with the snow and rain. I couldn't have agreed more.
Jacob and a few of his friends helped to tie down my rocking chair into the bed of my truck while Sue bundled up some of the leftover food.
After a round of goodbyes and thank you's, I drove home.
In the garage, Rosalie was working on her car. She looked up when I shut off my engine.
"Hey, how did it go?" She asked.
"It was a lot of fun, but I need the guys to help carry in my present." I answered climbing down from the truck. It's been getting harder to do lately. "Can you help me bring in the dishes that I brought with me?" I asked.
She gave me an apologetic look and held up her grease-covered hands.
"Okay then could you help me call the others for help?" I asked.
She just nodded then yelled for the guys.
I rolled my eyes, but giggled.
"Rosie, baby, I was beating the shit out of these guys. Why interrupt my greatness?" Emmett pleaded as he stomped into the garage like a little two year old.
"Because your pregnant sister needs help." Sometimes I loved using that card.
"Hey love." Edward greeted me with a kiss and rubbed my stomach as a greeting for my sprout. "Have fun?"
"Yeah, but now I'm in need of some manly help."
"Hey I would help too, but I don't want to get anything dirty." Rosalie defended herself while walking towards the kitchen.
"Emmett, can you and Jasper get the chair from the bed and Edward can help with the leftovers."
"I'll help with the leftovers." Emmett hollered a little too enthusiastically.
"Em, if you helped there would be no leftovers by the time you make it into the kitchen." Jasper joked.
Emmett gave him a hard punch on the shoulder for that.
As Edward and I walked up the stairs carrying the plates of food, my klutziness decided to make itself known causing me to trip on a step.
Luckily, Edward was right behind me and caught me with one hand, but the food in mine fell to the floor and splattered everywhere.
"Oh no." I exclaimed looking at the food.
"Bella, are you hurt?" I vaguely noticed Edward trying to make sure I wasn't injured or possibly going into labor.
"Bella." He yelled again to get my attention.
Tears started to flood my eyes as I thought of the food that Sue had graciously given me and was not, unceremoniously smeared on mom's once clean floors.
"Why?" I sobbed hiding my face in my hands.
"Why what, baby?" Edward asked trying to pull my hands down, but I wasn't having that.
"Why am I such a klutz that I destroy everything?" I practically yelled out of frustration.
"Bella, it was an accident." He tried to explain pulling me into his chest.
"What's going on?" Mom tried to run to us, but slipped on the spilled food falling to the hard ground with a groan.
"Esme, are you alright?" Dad helped her up, I couldn't help but sob more.
"See? Why do I have to hurt everyone?" I questioned.
Edward's Point of View
This is not how I planned on greeting Bella.
I was thinking of drinking hot chocolate while sitting in front of the fire place with the family then a warm bath followed by a foot massage in bed.
But now, it doesn't even look like we will.
Bella's hormones were out of control right now, and she wasn't allowing anyone to make her feel better.
After battling with her for a few minutes, I finally got her to go upstairs with me. I knew that if we were alone and I let her cry out the frustrations she was building then she would be calmer to rationalize with.
It took about half an hour for phase one to finish, but when Bella started to hiccup; I knew it was safe to start phase two.
"Why did I have to be such a klutz?" She sounded so hoarse from crying that I gave her some water to help hydrate her. I started keeping extra water bottles in my room so that Bella didn't have to go all the way to the kitchen in the middle of the night for something to drink.
"Because it's who you are, and I love you." I answered her.
"I hate being me." She grumbled.
"Hey, don't say that. I don't want you to doubt yourself."
"But…"
"Bella, when will you see yourself clearly?"
She didn't answer verbally, but gave her shoulders a shrug.
"Bella, you are so beautiful that you outshine all the other girls in the world." I kissed her cheek repeatedly. "I love how selfless and intelligent you are." I kissed down her neck then back up again. "I also love you." I finished off with kissing her lips.
She was practically melting in my arms. If I wasn't holding onto her, she would surely fall into a puddle on the bed.
"I'm sorry." I rolled my eyes at her ignorance; she always tries to blame herself.
"Do I have to say it?" I asked sarcastically.
"Say what?" She was confused.
I raised my eyebrow and answered her. "There is nothing for you to be sorry about. It was just an accident that is easily cleaned and forgiven without someone say that they are sorry."
"Then I shouldn't be up here crying when I should be downstairs cleaning up my own messes."
I couldn't help but chuckled at my tiger kitten. She was too damn adorable when she was aggravated.
"Bella," I couldn't respond to her instead I leaned in to kiss her more fiercely. She hesitated at first, but was soon nipping at my lips as I was doing to her.
"I love you." She whispered against my lips.
Instead of answering, I poured all the love I felt for her through my kisses which made her respond in the same manner.
I didn't see much harm in groping, but it wasn't fully groping when my hand didn't cover all of Bella's breast did it? The reason being is that if I were to grope the way that I wanted—and I'm sure what Bella wanted too—within the next few minutes we find ourselves having sex with everyone downstairs.
Remembering to last Halloween, we were anything but quiet…and I don't just mean Bella.
After a few minutes, I noticed that our make out session was becoming more heated and that Bella was trying to lean more into me. It wasn't hard to figure out that Bella was pushing me backwards onto the bed.
I began to slow down the frenzy, but Bella was refusing to cooperate.
"Bella, please, we can't do this." I tried to reason while pushing her back.
She looked up at me with those doe chocolate eyes; they were melting under the tears that were forming.
"Don't you…" She began, but I caught her off with a chaste kiss on the lips then on the forehead.
"I know what you are going to ask, and the answer will always be yes. I always want you, but you do know that we can't go all the way right?"
"But I'm dying for sex." She half whined half sobbed.
I pulled her back into my chest while trying to hide my chuckles. Her hormones were at it again.
"Are you laughing at me?" Now she was getting angry which I understood.
"I'm sorry, but you are so adorable my silly, oversensitive tigress." I teased rubbing my nose against hers.
I was rewarded with a giggle…my favorite sound in the world.
"I'm just sexually frustrated." She confessed. "We can't make love during my third trimester and then we have to wait another six weeks. After that, when will we have time with the baby around?"
"I can settle for cuddling." I lied. Her sex drive has been driving her crazy and me too. The time when I am finally alone that is special time for me and little Eddie.
Unfortunately, Bella saw past my lie.
"Okay, I admit it. I'm a horny sixteen year old teenager who has a sexy girlfriend and wants to take advantage of that, but I'm responsible to know that we can't just yet." I nuzzled her neck as I confessed.
"You're horny, huh?" She purred, one of her hands was rubbing up and down my chest getting lower with each pass.
"Bella." I warned, I knew where this was headed.
"Yes?" She asked a little too innocent.
"Please don't start." I tried not to growl for I knew it turned her on.
"Well then can you at least promise me something?" She whispered in my ear while her hand slipped down lower playing with the edge of my jeans. My erection was getting a little too uncomfortable in my jeans.
"What is it?" Inside I was yelling 'anything to stop this madness.'
"I read in one of the pregnancy books that a first born is sometimes late." She paused.
I looked up at her face giving her the sign to continue.
"If that happens," Dear god she was looking at me under those long, feathery eyelashes, "We can always use that as an excuse to relieve some tension that we are both building up."
I nearly came right there. Her words had so much power of my member. I couldn't tell if she knew that or not, but if she did then I was in big trouble.
"Deal?" She kissed my lips once then twice.
I was about to answer when I felt her hand slide down the front of my jeans grabbing my erection that was now somewhat free. Somehow she unbuttoned my jeans and pulled back the zipper as she was seducing me. The little minx.
She started to stroke me in her small, yet soft hand while I struggled to remember to breath. Where did she learn this?
"Well?" She purred in my ear giving it a little nip.
"I…I…" I couldn't form a sentence.
Her rhythm increased while she suckled on my neck. Embarrassingly, it didn't take long for me to hold out.
"So?" She asked pulling her hand away from me. It was covered in my juices which she started to lick off.
"I promise." I swore without even thinking about it.
She gave me a chaste kiss before hauling herself off my bed.
Once I regained my composure and fixed my pants, someone knocked on the door.
"Come in." I called out.
Jasper popped his head in looking for Bella. "Hey Bells, where do you want the chair?" He asked.
"Oh, I forgot about that. Let me show you." She waddled out of the room. I followed her, in her state it was a fear of mine that she was going to fall over.
I think my brothers felt the same way, Jasper and Emmett usually stood close by to Bella in case she lost her balance which usually does happen when she's walking around a lot.
Following everyone into Bella's room, she was directing Emmett where to put a wooden rocker.
"Where did you get that?" I asked.
"Billy Black gave it to me for my secret Santa gift." She explained then went to her bookshelf that held her pictures. She picked one up and brought it up to me. "Look familiar?" She asked.
I looked at the picture and was immediately at awed over it. Little baby Bella was the first thing I looked at who was cuddled up to her father while they were lounging on a rocking chair.
"It was yours from years ago?" I asked.
Looking into her eyes, Bella had tears of love and happiness pooling up. She nodded her head confirming my theory.
"Aw, baby Belly looks so cute." Emmett cooed in a baby's voice.
"I think she got cuter as she aged." Jasper added in the same tone only with a southern drawl.
Bella, of course, was blushing beet red and I could imagine how far that blush going down…no stop thinking that!
"Okay, stop teasing the pregnant little sister." She scolded them, but it probably would have worked if she wasn't blushing and acting shy. "I'm gonna give this thing a test run." She mumbled heading towards the rocker.
It concerned me that she was going to sit in it; not only because of her weight, but also how old it was in the first place. Was it going to be safe for her?
Apparently, Bella was brave enough as she sat down carefully not because she was afraid it would break, but lately, it's been the way she sits because of her massive belly.
She sat there rocking back and forth staring off into space while cradling her unborn sprout.
"Comfy?" Jasper asked.
Bella closed her eyes and her lips turned into a lazy smile for an answer. It looked like she could fall asleep in that chair.
Jasper and Emmett felt it was a private moment, so they took the silence as an invitation to bow out of the room. I, on the other hand, went to go sit in front of Bella; resting my head on her lap. She was moving ever so slightly that it didn't cause me any discomfort.
Now I felt like I could take a nap, especially when one of Bella's hands started to softly run through my hair.
"Are you purring, Mr. Lion?" She joked after a few minutes.
"Just about, love." I replied back.
We've probably been sitting here for hours and have not noticed until Bella's stomach growled.
"Time for dinner, little man?" I asked the baby.
"Hey, I'm hungry too." Bella joked.
During the week, I began to notice that Bella was becoming more and more uncomfortable when sitting or standing for too long. Nervous and worried about her, I brought it up to dad without Bella's knowledge.
"Well, she is reaching the end of her pregnancy, son, and it is normal for some women to feel this way; her body is just starting to get ready for labor. I'm just surprised that she hasn't been asking to stay home." He chuckled.
"She doesn't like to create a fuss, and she's committed too." I said.
"True, but I think we should get her to consider taking time off from school before her due date. She can still do her work and be more comfortable." He mused.
I nodded my head, but there was another concern of mine.
"Has there been any progress with Bella's ex?" I asked.
Dad looked hesitate for a bit before answering.
"We've looked up his file and nothing suggest to the baby's condition, but he is also off the grid…no one has seen him since he left the home."
Again I nodded.
"Has she opened up to you, Edward?" He asked.
"Yes, but I told her that it would remain between she and I." I pointed out. I would never betray Bella's trust in me.
"I'm proud of you, son. Not many young men of your age would take on such a heavy burden."
"She and the baby are not burdens, dad. I love them both."
"Your mother was right; you are a lot like I was." He smiled. He was talking about when he found mom as she was about to commit suicide. He helped her in her time of need just as I am doing for Bella and sprout.
"I'll never abandon them; it will be a strain especially since we are so young to take on this responsibility, but I'm confident in us."
"Edward, are you sure you really want to get involved like this?" He needed to know that I was serious which I was.
"One-hundred percent, dad, I've come too far to let go. It would kill us both if we separated. Bella needs me and I need her like air." I answered; it was like opening my heart up, and I felt vulnerable.
"I don't know any other young man who would do this, son, but you've always been so much wiser than your years."
"It comes with being a Cullen; even Emmett and Jasper are better than the other jerks we go to school with." I joked.
"Y'all make mom and me very proud."
"I think you've been hanging around Jazz too much lately, dad." I laughed as I got up to leave.
As I was on the third set of stairs going to my floor, I saw Bella sitting on the ground holding her foot.
"Bella, what happened?" I rushed to her side afraid that she had fallen and hurt herself.
"My feet are cramping." She whimpered meaning that she was close to tears.
I also noticed the clean set of clothes that were sitting right by her and the towel telling me that she was on her way to the bathroom for a shower.
"What would you say about a bath tonight, baby?" I asked her sweetly.
"I'm not in the mood for anything tonight, Edward."
"Bella, I wasn't talking about sex. Besides we can't anyway for a while. Even then I think that we would have a hard time finding the time and place for that." I explained while stretching out her leg. "What do you say?"
She looked up at me, her doe eyes partially swimming in tears then nodded her head.
I handed her the clothes then picked her up carrying her into the bathroom.
After settling her on the toilet seat, I went to start a bath figuring that she would be too tired to stand in a shower stall. As the bathtub was filling up, I made my way back to Bella.
"How's the foot?" I asked helping her to remove her clothes.
"Sore, like the rest of me." She pouted.
"Well, a nice relaxing soak will help that." I smiled.
Once the tub was filled and Bella was naked, I placed her into the warm water. She relaxed almost instantaneously. I sat by the side and retrieved her cramped foot from under the water then began to slowly massage it working out the tensed areas.
"How's this?" I asked.
"I could get use to this." She replied with her eyes closed.
Once Bella was clean, I helped her out of the tub and get dressed. She was practically dozing off on her feet as I walked her to her room. When her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light. I tucked the comforter around her form and watched her sleep so soundly before getting ready for bed myself.
Bella's Point of View
I was glad that this was the last week of the first semester and that we were now on Christmas break for a couple of weeks. Not only was I getting time off from school and homework, but also the paper and swim classes as well.
Monday morning, I woke up to Edward softly kissing and talking to my stomach. When he noticed me watching him, he stretched up to kiss my lips.
"Merry Christmas." He whispered.
"Merry Christmas to the both of you too." I smiled.
"I would have let you sleep longer, but looking at the time, either Alice or Emmett will be bouncing around the house waking up any stragglers who are still in bed. I thought this would be a better way to wake up." He explained then gave me another kiss.
"Probably a good idea." I agreed.
Staying in our pajamas, we made it downstairs to be greeted by nearly everyone sitting around the tree.
"Finally, you guys made it down." Emmett boomed.
"Emmett, lower your voice in the house." Grandma scolded coming into the room with mom by her side.
"Now that we have everyone here, we can get started." Dad announced as mom curled up next to him on the loveseat with a camera in her hands.
"Alice, grab one present for each person then we'll open them up together." Mom said.
Alice did as she was told, but she looked excited either to open the gifts or for others to open theirs.
When we were finally able to open our first gifts, I decided to watch and see what everyone else got before I opened up mine. But Edward wouldn't allow for that.
Eventually, I found myself having fun talking and laughing with everyone as the gifts were opened.
Rosalie got some new outfits and shoes, jewelry, and a few new car parts that I don't even know about. Still, she was jumping up and down, well, like a kid on Christmas.
Jasper got a few clothes, some treasures for his civil war collection, and a couple physiology books. Of course, Alice threw a little tantrum; she still doesn't understand how much fun books could be.
Alice got nothing but clothes, shoes, jewelry, everything girly was for her and she was just as excited as Rosalie was with her car parts.
Mom and grandma got some things for their kitchens and little trinkets. I gave mom a frame set with pictures of us kids posing individually with our names engraved over our pictures. My picture was there too with me holding my bloated stomach—Angela had helped me with the present. There was only one spot left which I also had my baby's name engraved above it like the others, but I covered it up with a note saying 'no peaking until due date'.
Grandpa and dad were easy, just some new ties along with shirts, other clothes, and some books that would hold their interest. Although, for grandpa, someone did sneak in the Karma Sutra. And no it was not from Emmett, but I did act just as surprised as everyone else. Grandpa and grandma had a good laugh then scared us by saying that they'd hoped for a second volume since they already finished the first.
Edward's presents were my favorite, of course, he got clothes, some composition books, a few boxes of condoms and lube—these were from Emmett—a CD or two then when he unwrapped the guitar, he was speechless. He kissed me quickly, but told me to prepare for a proper thank you in the future.
My presents were basically the same as everyone else's; clothes, new books, but then an iPod, a laptop, and a huge box full of baby things. Everything from bottles, clothes, diapers, including a car seat. I started crying as I went through the box and thanked everyone for contributing.
"Actually Bella, that's from the women, we men have something for you as well." Grandpa winked helping me up from the floor.
Holding onto my hand, grandpa led me upstairs to my floor with everyone following us. He stopped in front of the spare room then bowed before opened the door.
I don't think my eyes could bug out any further than they did. The room was turned into a nursery with the furniture assembled, the walls painted and decorated with silver stars painted on the pale blue walls complete with a sleepy moon in one corner. Even my rocking chair was set in the corner by the window overlooking the backyard.
I couldn't stop the tears nor could I say anything except a quiet thank you.
Edward was the first to reach me wiping away my tears and kissing me before the other men came up to hug me as well.
Later was Christmas dinner, it was almost like Thanksgiving except for a goose rather than a turkey. I've never had goose before, but it strangely tasted like chicken and I could see myself asking for this later in the week.
"Enjoy yourself, love?" Edward asked me when we were all in bed for the night.
"This has to be the best Christmas ever." I admitted.
"I'm glad, but I have one more for you that I didn't feel everyone needed to be present for."
I gave him a confused look as he moved out of the bed to get into his sock drawer. In the dark, I could only see his body shape, but his bed was right next to the window and there was a full moon outside which helped to give some light.
He returned in no time with something in his hand sitting on the edge of my side. I raised myself up higher still curious as to what he was planning.
"I know that we are really young, but obviously, I also believe that we were meant to be, Bella." He held my hand.
"I feel the same way with you, Edward, I love you." I encouraged him.
"And I love you too, the both of you." He paused. "I don't have much to offer you now except for my love, but, Bella, I see a future with you and your baby. I would like for it to come true, if you'll accept." He held out his hand which had an open ring box.
I was speechless for the umpteenth time today. It was true about Christmas miracles.
The ring was two bands one on top of the other with our birthstones and our names inscribed next to our significant stone.
"Edward, it's beautiful." I whispered looking back up to his eyes. "Of course I will."
I've never seen Edward smile to big as he just did. He launched himself—carefully—aiming for my lips. I didn't hesitate giving back to him.
I think we both forgot that we couldn't go too far, but by the time I remembered, Edward and I were both naked and his head was in between my legs. Even then the thought was only there for a few seconds then flew out the window.
The only thing I could remember is that we were in a house full of people and we had to be quiet.
I shoved a pillow into my face as Edward's fingers joined his tongue in my pussy pumping in and out in a slow rhythm. I was groaning freely in the pillow and Edward obviously could hear me with the moaning vibrations he was making.
He sucked my cilt in between his teeth and gave a short tug while his fingers curled around my g-spot again and again.
The pressure in my lower abdomen was growing with each pass until it snapped and my back arched off the bed. Thank goodness I was able to control my screams so that they came out in whimpers and load moans.
Once I felt Edward pull away, all hope was lost. I threw the pillow off my face and grabbed Edward's shoulder, pulling him down to the bed. He was all too ready from what I could see.
He didn't get a chance to say anything before I flipped him onto his back and impaled myself on his full erection.
He was breathing heavily—as was I—about the connection as we tried to keep quiet.
I couldn't lean over and swallow his noises as I would have liked to, so I just started to rock at a fast pace.
Edward didn't stand for that.
"Baby, you need to slow down." I guess he was still thinking of my health and about his control.
I let him help guide my hips, swirling them around his pelvis as I bounced up and down on him.
It was hard to keep quiet, but I noticed that our hands were gripping each other hard enough to causes bruises. However, that only added onto the pleasure.
The coil in my stomach was becoming tighter and tighter until Edward's hand moved down to push against my cilt once again causing me to buck faster.
I moved one of my hands up to cover my mouth for I was sure that I would start waking everyone else up. Edward also had a pillow covering his face with just one hand in my pussy.
As Edward moved his hips up high I crashed down one last time making the coil snap in my favor giving me my second orgasm, but Edward was not done.
He pushed me down onto my hands and knees then slid back into me. This position was a bit more comfortable and made me feel more connected to Edward with his upper body pressed into mine, but his arms still carrying his weight.
I dropped my upper body to the bed making Edward slid deeper into me than before.
I could feel his groans vibrate on my back which sent shivers of pleasure up and down my body tightening my coil once more until it snapped again and this time Edward came with me.
We fell onto the bed exhausted, but happy.
"We should not have done that." Edward said, but I could tell that he didn't mean that.
"We needed that." I giggled snuggling up to him.
"Yes, but I hope it doesn't come back to bite us in the ass."
"At least we stayed quiet."
"Yeah, did I hurt you at all?"
"No, it was perfect." I kissed him chastely. "I love you. Forever."
"Forever." He agreed.