When I next wake up, it's Edward sneaking his way back into bed. Opening my eyes, he's holding out a hot cup of coffee and the book I'd had packed in my carry-on.

"Mmm coffee. And my book?"

"You said that's your favorite thing about mornings here. Having a cup of coffee and reading in bed," he responds.

I'll have to be very careful about what I tell this man, as he seems to remember it all, even the insignificant comments.

"Thank you. And what's your favorite thing about mornings here?" I ask, placing my coffee on the nightstand by the bed.

"Waking up with you is my new favorite," he whispers, pressing his lips to mine.

~AS~

The New Year's Eve party at Edward's house is actually only a small gathering. Jasper and Alice arrive first, followed by Esme and Carlisle along with Kate and Garrett. Jacob is apparently working at the restaurant tonight so he won't be able to make it.

We're gathered in the living room area sharing stories from past New Year's, including the many broken resolutions. I couldn't even remember what my resolution was last year, not being one to give resolutions much merit. It's fun to hear stories of Alice's resolution to expand her cooking abilities, while Jasper recalls the many awful recipes he endured.

"Carlisle still wins for the best resolution being completed," Garrett says.

"What was that?" I question, seeming to be the only one not aware of the story.

Carlisle turns to me with a smile.

"I told Esme I was going to marry her that year," he chuckles.

"You proposed on New Year's Eve?

"No," Esme laughs. "He didn't ask me anything that night. Just made the announcement to everyone that he would be marrying me that year. We'd only been dating a few months at the time. I thought he was just drunk."

"Well I was right. A couple months later I asked the proper way," he teases with a wink. "By the end of the year we were married."

Edward pulls me closer to his side, keeping his arm wrapped around my shoulder, and places a kiss on the top of my head. I wind my fingers through his, snuggling into his side as the others begin to discuss possible resolutions for the year.

"I've got an easy resolution for you this year mom," Alice announces.

"What's that?" Esme questions.

"You need to help me get the nursery ready," Alice says with nonchalance.

"The nursery? What nursery?" Esme demands, looking as if she's about to jump out of her skin. "Why would you need a nursery?"

"You wouldn't let your first grandchild not have an amazing nursery would you?" she teases in response.

Within a second the room is bursting into commotion. Esme is across the room, squealing with delight over the announcement. Carlisle looks to have tears in his own eyes, hugging Alice and congratulating Jasper. I give Alice a long hug, truly happy for her and Jasper. Edward wraps Alice up in a hug, whispering in her ear something that I can't hear as she wipes away a tear. The details are shared that she's two months along and they don't think they want to find out whether it's a boy or girl. Kate immediately begins throwing out ideas for a neutral nursery with Esme happily jumping in.

The evening really becomes a celebration with news that the family is growing. Looking around the room, I notice how loved this little one already is. Midnight is here before we know it as we count down with the television for the final seconds. Our first kiss of the New Year is subtle compared to the ones we'd been sharing all day, but his parents are in the room.

Carlisle and Esme are the only ones that have decided to head home for the night so Edward walks them out after we all say goodnight. The couples begin to head off to their rooms as I finish cleaning up the last of the food in the kitchen.

Edward wraps his arms around my waist, pulling my back to his chest.

"Everyone all settled in?" I ask.

"Mmhmm," he mumbles pressing kisses along my neck. He begins to sway us gently side to side, humming a tune and I'm distracted from my task of cleaning up.

"Do you have any idea how lucky I am you decided to move here?" he questions softly.

I turn in his arms to face him with a questioning look.

"I don't know if I've told you how from the day I first met you, I couldn't get you out of my mind," he continues. "This girl, brave enough to move to another country she'd only read about in books. Determined enough to take on finding a job and a place to live thousands of miles from her home. Gorgeous enough that even wearing flannel and jeans, she's the only girl in the room I see."

His eyes are shining with honesty and I'm unsure of how to reply. Instead I pull him into a kiss, hoping to show him just how much his words mean to me. Being with him is the most myself I've felt and his words reaffirm everything I'd already known I felt.

"I love you," I confide.

"I love you too, pretty girl."