Edward pov.
When the growls faded into the distance I relaxed but did not slow. I took a look at Bella who stared out the window in confusion. She looked okay but the fact that she was in a bikini in the freezing cold of the night. I put the heater on full blast and turned the radio on to her favorite rock station. I bent over and grabbed my jacket from beneath her feet with one hand I wrapped it around her shoulders. I left my hand on her shoulder knowing that I would just make her colder but needed to know that she was here and not just a figment of my imagination.
When she didn't move I followed her gaze to see what might be so interesting and saw that I had left the scrap book that Alice had given to me on the dash board. She looked at me and then reached out to grab the book. I let out a sigh now remembering that Alice had left a message inside the first page which she obviously saw.
"It's your birthday." She whispered more of a statement then a question, I mean the evidence was in scripted right there.
"Yes." I whispered back, thinking of the many ways I could destroy Alice.
"It's your birthday! Then what the heck are you doing here? Why wouldn't you tell me before? I never got that, I mean you always get me a present. I would've got you something." I let her finish so I could think through what I was going to say.
"Bella… I knew that you were going to get me something but I don't want anything; I have been alive for 108 years; birthdays seem kind of useless when you don't even age-" She interrupted me obviously knowing what I was going to say next. I when we turned onto the driveway I sped up getting slightly stressed out now.
"I tell everyone that I don't want anything but they still throw a party and get me stuff. Why do you get to choose whether or not you get something too?"
"Because we want you to have normal human experiences."
"It's a bit too late for that; I mean my family are all vampires, my boyfriends a dog," I couldn't help but laugh when she called him a dog for once. "I mean werewolf."
She stuck out her tongue and started to flip through the pages of the scrape book.
"Hey, give that back. I haven't even gotten to see it all" said exasperated.
"Not a chance, you owe me now and I am going to get you something." She said as we pulled into the driveway.
"Not if I can help it." I tickled her in till she surrendered.
"Okay, okay! Stop! Take it." I stopped and took the book and just stared at it.
"No, you're right, I owe you." I tossed the book back on her lap. We we're talking about two different things but I did owe her.
"Then why did you tickle me? I'm not little anymore."
"Because its fun." I said elated.
"Perfect crooked smile." She whispered and moved her hand tracing the outline of my lips.
Her fingers felt so warm against my rock hard skin. Her touch was like a static and gave me the urge to grab her and pull her closer. I inhaled her strawberry smell, she said it was her shampoo but no one smelled nearly as good. I was over the yearning for her blood that all I could think of was how it would feel to have her lips against mine.
She leaned over the gears and wrapped her arms around my neck. Sending a wave electricity through my body. I wrapped my hands around her back and pulled her to my chest. She whispered happy birthday to me in my ear and pulled away. But once she was face to face with me I couldn't resist the urge and I leaned in touching my lips to hers for only a second. Her lips felt so right on me I could hardly pull away but I had too.
"That's what you get for messing with me." I said before letting her go, it was the only thing I could think of.
I watched her as she fell back on her seat completely limp. I let out a chuckle and got out of the car heading straight to her door. I opened it but she didn't move, she looked completely dazed. I sighed and picked her up and began walking towards the door.
"Does that mean I'm a bad kisser?" I said jokingly, anything to get her back to reality, plus I was curious.
She shook her head and then stared at me for a second before answering.
"What the heck was that? I mean, do you really want to piss off my boyfriend that much? Just, wow." I opened the door and looked at my family who seemed quite confused, not knowing exactly what to say.
I looked back down to Bella who was waiting for my answer, which I wasn't quite ready to tell her at the moment
"So, does that mean I'm a good kisser?" She blushed and hid her face behind my arm. I didn't bug her anymore. I took her up to her room wondering what she could possibly be thinking.