Carlisle POV
I sat next to Esme on the porch, watching the one day move into the next. As the clock struck midnight I turned to her, "Happy valentines day," I said, pulling a necklace out of my pocket. It was a heart of ruby dangling from a silver chain.
"Thank you." Was my
beloved's simple but meaningful reply. She whispered it, entranced,
the sheer force of love in her eyes sent shivers down my spine. I
lifted her hair and did up the clasp at the nape of her neck. I
whispered in her ear as I did. "Oh Esme, "I love you." That was
all I could say, it did not seem to be enough, but no words could
describe how much I love, how much I need Esme.
Then I kissed her,
I loved her everyday, more than life itself. But today was a
fantastic excuse to show her just how much that was.