*Giggles* Seems motherbeatrice veered off and read I'm A Doctor and was left a little speechless, only being able to get out "Holy Shit." I think I'm getting a knack for these messed in the head Edward's...may try my hand at a full length fic with this premise sometime...
"I hope you haven't eaten...I thought we could start with dinner tonight?" I said, only choking slightly as I pulled out her chair and stepped back.
"That'd be lovely, Edward," she smiled as she sat down and scooted herself in.
"Wine?"
"Please."
I poured some for her and then for myself before sitting down.
The timer in the kitchen went off and I jumped right back up.
"That'll be the Chicken Kiev. Why don't you open your present while I fix our plates," I suggested and departed.
When I returned, she was staring intently at the book in her hands.
I noticed the wrapping paper had been neatly folded and set to the side, no little squibbies anywhere.
I smiled.
"Do you like it?" I asked bashfully as I set her plate down, perfectly centered between her silverware.
So...only 2 more after this for today...shall I blow it prematurely? As in...right now?
"It's beautiful, Edward. I can't believe that's me. That you see me like that..."
