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Bella Swan/Smooshy Smoosh Cullen
"I thought we said no," I grumble, scooching over.
We've had Smoosh for a month now, and it's like he's tripled in size.
"He wouldn't stop howling, and the neighbors have already complained to Eric." Edward climbs into bed and pulls the dog up for snuggles.
He wasn't kidding when he said Smoosh loves to cuddle.
The bigger he grows, the needier he becomes.
A cold, wet nose presses into my collarbone, and I smile.
He likes to touch both of us when we let him in the bed.
Which is every night since Edward brought him home.
Spoiled Smoosh is spoiled.
"I think we need to consider something." Edward yawns into the back of his hand.
"If you say getting him a companion, I'll feed you puppy chow for dinner tomorrow night."
He chuckles.
"No. I think we should consider moving. He's only going to get bigger, and he deserves a big yard to play in."
"That's a lot to deal with. The wedding, dog parenting, and now you want to move?"
Edward nods.
"Fine. We'll start looking."
"Yeah, about that."