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December 21

It's four days till Christmas, and I have yet to find Edward anything.

Should it be this hard to buy someone you love something? I think of Charlie, Renee and Alice.

Yep, it can.

Automatically, a smile spreads across my face when say I love him... even if it's not aloud.

I still haven't told him that yet either. I know he feels strongly about me but I don't want it to be one of those moments where I tell him I love him and he doesn't want to say it back yet. Or at all. That's humiliating. But I can't keep this to myself much longer. It was hard enough when he was earlier wanting to have breakfast with me to not just burst out with it over a plate of scrambled eggs.

Real romantic.

I shake my head. Focus Bella, Edwards gift.

I texted Alice wanting to know if she could go with me, but she's visiting Jasper's family an hour away from here for Christmas. Rosalie is out of the question for obvious reasons and there's no one else that knows Edward well enough to help.

Renee might could except she still doesn't understand her own taste much less someone else's she's never met; not to mention she's in Florida. That's not exactly driving distances for a shopping trip.

Well there is Esme...But I'm not comfortable enough with her yet to just call her and ask to go shopping.

I guess I'll have to face it alone.

Besides this is my gift to Edward, I need to do this on my own. He needs to know how special he is to me.

Sliding into my jeans and a sweater, my hair gets thrown into a messy bun and then I bundle up. After putting my purse over my shoulder, I lock up, take a deep breath and once again force myself to go to the place I hate most.

This is for you Edward.

Three and half hours later, I'm empty handed. This is useless. Nothing I find seems to feel right.

And this stupid peppy Christmas music I normally enjoy is just annoying me.

With a huff, I grudgingly carry my feet forward to continue on the search. Maybe there's something I've missed.

Keeping my head down, I'm so lost in my thoughts I stop paying attention to where I am going. Next thing I know I'm looking at the ceiling.

"Ow." I groan.

"I'm so sorry. Let me help you up." Wait, I know that voice.

"Bella?"

I open my eyes to a pair of beautiful green ones. "Edward?"

He takes my hands and pulls me up. "I'm sorry, I seem to knock you down a lot." He shakes his head exasperatedly.

I can't help but to laugh. "Yes you seem to sweep my off of my feet quite often."

He laughs and wraps his arms around me. "I really am sorry."

"Sure." I roll my eyes teasingly.

"I am." He glances down at his phone, then smiles dazzlingly. "In fact let me take you to dinner to prove how sorry I am. Please?"

I glance around me watching everyone walk around us trying to decide if I need to finish first. I've been through every store at least twice. No, I've been here three and a half hours, if I was going to find it I would have by now. "Okay. Sounds good."

He nods once smiling. "Good." He grabs my hand and pulls it up to his mouth kissing my palm then the back of it. "I've missed you anyway."

"Didn't we just see each other this morning?"

"And?"

I giggle and try to give him a kiss while we walk but I stumble. He wraps an arm around me chuckling. "This may be safer." He squeezes my waist for emphasis.

"You'll use any excuse to touch me inappropriately." I laugh and pull his hand back up when I feel his fingers skimming the skin underneath my jeans.

"Any and all." He winks.

He's so adorable in a hot, sexy way.

"So what are you doing here anyway? You didn't tell me you were shopping today?" I ask.

He shrugs. "Neither did you."

"Touché. But I had a good reason."

"Oh? What's that?"

I shake my head. "Not telling, or I would have this morning."

"Then I'm not telling you." He pouts.

"You're such a child sometimes."

He throws me a teasingly glare. "You started it."

"And now I'm ending it." I stop and raise on my tip toes kissing his pouty lip. His hands cup my neck as his thumbs brush back and forth from my jaw up to my cheek. He sucks my lower lip into mouth rubbing his tongue back and forth over it. I try to stifle my moan but I obviously fail when he pulls back chuckling. "What am I going to do with you?"

"Feed me then take me home and finish this." I grin against his lips.

"With pleasure." He nips at my lip then soothes it with a kiss. I try to deepen it again but he pulls back. "Later." He says taking my hand and leading me through the parking lot.

Now it's my turn to pout.

December 22

My bare feet pads against Edward hardwood as I make my way to the kitchen. Even though we had a wonderful night together, my mind is still in chaos. Between the constant need to tell him I love him, and not having him a gift yet, I can't think straight.

I yank the door of the fridge roughly and grab a bottle of water chugging it.

"Uh, I'm not sure what my fridge did to you but I'll ask you to at least keep it in one working piece." He's standing against the doorway with his arms crossed. I look at him about to give a sarcastic remark but then I stop. His eyes are pulled to together in concern and he's frowning. "Are you okay?"

Something shifts between us, and he gives me a small but beautiful smile. My heart swells and I just can't hold it in any longer. Sitting the water down, I face him and gather the courage I need. "I love you." I whisper.

His eyes grow wide. Standing up straight, he opens his mouth then hesitates. I bite my lip nervously. Great this is the moment of rejection. Oh well, at least he knows how I feel.

Suddenly he shoots forward stalking towards me and wraps his arms around me lifting me off of the ground. I gasp but his mouth closes over mine and I feel his tongue in my mouth. One hand supports me while the other moves to the back of my neck holding me tightly against him as his mouth moves with mine passionately. He pulls back still holding me so tight I can barely breath and leans his forehead against mine. "I love you so much Bella."

"Really?" I whisper.

"Of course I do. How could I not? You're everything to me. I know we haven't been together that long but it doesn't matter. You are my life now." I feel a tear slide down my cheek and I pull him to me again kissing him with all that I have mumbling, "I love you" over and over again.

I feel his fingers move to the hem of his shirt I'm wearing and I wait impatiently for him to pull it off.

Ring!

What the–! Really someone is calling right now? I hate whoever it is.

Groaning, I pull back to grab my phone from the counter but he stops me. "Just let it go to voicemail."

"Okay." I agree immediately and run my hands up his bare chest into his hair. The ringing stops and I feel his hands go back to the hem of the shirt again.

Ring!

"Oh my God!" I pull back and grab my phone. "What?" I say a little too rudely. Edward chuckles. I slap him lightly on the chest.

"Uh, Bella?" Mike's voice comes through the phone.

I bite my lip reining in my temper."Yes sir?"

Edward raises an eyebrow. "My supervisor." I mouth.

He nods understanding.

"I'm calling because you are absent from work today. Why is that?"

I'm confused. "Because I'm off this week Mike. I put in for it months ago." He's silent. "It's on your notice board."

He clears his throat. "Oh yes, there it is." Papers shuffle around in the background.

I roll my eyes. "So is that all?" I ask politely.

Edward grins mischievously. "Hurry up babe." My head shoots towards him and he's laughing quietly.

"Who's that?" Mike asks a little incredulously. "Your boyfriend?" He barely contains the jealously in his voice.

"Not that it's your business but yes. Now unless there's an emergency if you'll excuse me, I have to go." I try to watch my tone. He has the power to fire me after all.

"Uh yes–of course. I'll see you next week Bella." He says failing to sound nonchalant.

"Yep. Bye."

I cut off his goodbye hanging up and then slap Edward in the chest again. "Ow what was that for?" He rubs his chest.

"Was that necessary?"

He shrugs. "What? Just making sure he knows you're taken."

I roll my eyes but the grin trying to break free betrays me. "I would have reassured him of that had he tried anything."

"Oh I have no doubt, but my way was a lot more fun." He chuckles.

"Satisfied?"

"Very." He smiles proudly. "Now if you are done I can get back to satisfying us both."

"Done!" I grab the back of his head pulling his mouth to mine again. I squeal when he lifts me into air wrapping my legs around his waist. He smothers my neck and lips in kisses as we stumble back to his room. Just before we enter his room he stops to press me against the door and then kisses me slowly. Gently his lips move and his tongue massages mine until I'm breathless and panting.

"I love you." He whispers.

"I love you." I whisper back. It feels so good to finally get to say that whenever I want now.

"Let me show you."

I moan. "Show me."

We barely making inside his room before we are undressed and falling onto the bed. His hands glide across my skin razing goosebumps touching me in all the right places. When his hand slips between me massaging me, I pull him down wrapping my legs around his waist. He understands what I want and pushes inside of me as deeply as he can go.

We move together slowly rocking against one another. He's looking at me holding my stare. I recognize the look he had from the other night but now I understand what it is.

Love.

He knew before I even did. With that realization, I raise up kissing him hard and he starts moving a little faster. We kiss hungrily until I break away panting. We mutter I love you's to each other as he moves faster and harder with each thrust until I can't stop from exploding.

My stomach clenches as I reach my climax and I hold onto him tightly rocking with him. He joins me before I finish and slumps against me.

As our heart rates slow I lazily run my fingers through his hair. After another minute he kisses my stomach then rolls beside me. Gathering me in his arms, he pulls me on top of him and starts running his hands through my hair. I snuggle into him contently. Just as I start to doze off, I hear him whisper into my hair.

"I love you sweetheart." I try to say it back but I'm too far gone. I feel his lips press against my hair and then so low I'm almost not sure if I really heard it he says, "Please say yes."