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Edward Cullen/over before it began
Bella tenses with a low growl, and I can't stop myself from spilling deep inside her.
"Shit."
She rolls off of me with a satisfied sigh.
"Why was I afraid of that?"
"I don't know."
After a quick trip to the bathroom, we fall back into bed.
It's still early, but it's decided that Bella is staying the night.
"Just when I think you can't get any more perfect than you already are, boom, you go and surprise me," she tells me.
I'm lying on my stomach, my arm wrapped around her while she draws lazy circles across my back with her fingers.
"I could say the same thing about you."
We talk about random things and sneak kisses in between sentences.
Our Christmas plans are simple.
Bella's heading home for a couple of days to spend the holiday with her parents, and I'll be busy with parties that various family members will host.
"Don't make any plans for New Year's," I tell her. "Emmett and Rose throw a big party every year, and we're expected to be there."
"Okay."