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Edward's POV
After we finish our lunch, we just sit there talking until Bella suggests we should make that snowman while it's still some light outside.
I roll a huge ball for the body while she works on the head even grabbing from inside a carrot, two olives and some apple peal for the mouth. I built the body then pick the head carefully putting it in place. Bella brings a twig and inserts it in the middle part of the snowman, then we step back and admire our handiwork.
It's one badass snowman.
We decide to warm up with some hot chocolate in bed. I can't stay in bed without touching her so soon we're having round…I've lost its number.
The next morning we take her car to the slopes. The prices for renting skis are obscene but one hour is enough. We take the cable car to a high point so we'll have a nice fall – hoping to not become human snowballs when we touch the base of the slope.
As we ascend in the cable car, Bella clings to my arm, mumbling about falling or some shit.
She's cute being all worried.
When we arrive at the first stop, we get out and I help her put the skis and special boots then I fasten mine and shuffle to the slope.
"Whoa! It's a bad idea!" Bella squeaks. "Not doing this." She looks down the mountain in horror.
"Nothing will happen. You can stop by using the sticks," I tell her. "Besides, I'll be here the whole time." I grab her hand and squeeze it. "Look, Bella, even kids are skiing!" I show her a little guy probably not older than five who's going down the mountain with his dad close behind.
The slope isn't that steep so we'll be safe.
It's a little tricky to hold her hand as we slide down because we're both holding our sticks, but I manage.
At first, Bella whimpers and tries to break the slide but eventually realizes it's nothing like the crazy slide we see on TV. She starts relaxing but never lets go of my hand.
We even stop at some point to take pictures of the mountains and each other. Some guy takes pity on us when he sees us trying to snap our picture and offers to take a few pictures for us.
I'm going to treasure them.
Bella even kisses me in one of them and the guy doesn't seem to care. Awesome.
If people back home are this open we won't have anything to be worried about.
When we reach the end of the slope, we take the skis back and walk around, talking, buying souvenirs, drinking warm beverages and eating candy apples.
I love this and I know that in just a few days we'll return home and this heaven will be gone.
Only when the sun disappears between clouds and huge snowflakes start falling from the sky we decide to return to the small cabin.
I'm driving because she drank some wine so yeah we aren't taking chances. The small town is full of cruisers waiting like alligators for the prey to make a wrong move.
The sun from earlier melted some of the snow but not much. I park in front of the house then we go inside. While Bella says something about a long warm bath, I start a fire.
When I plop on the couch I sit by accident on the remote control and the TV turns on, full volume on CNN.
At least the power is back. After turning it down and surfing for something, I settle on a Christmas movie and slouch on the couch with my feet on the coffee table. Somehow I end up falling asleep and wake only the next morning with a blanket over me.
The smell of pancakes makes my stomach rumble.
As I sit up and stretch, yawning loudly, I hear Bella banging around the kitchen – it sounds like something broken.
"Fucking shit!"
Definitely broke something.
I decide to see what happens when there's another broken sound and a loud scream of dander from Bella.
It should be interesting.
I walk to the kitchen and see her picking something and dumping it in the trash bin.
"Hey. What happened?"
"Don't come here! I broke a mug – my favorite one," she mutters.
"Let me help." I make to step closer but she turns to glare at me.
"I said don't come closer! Seriously, Edward! Go, wash up or something then come and eat. I'll put your plate in front of the TV."
Okay…
Someone woke up on the wrong side.
Or maybe it's my fault because I wasn't there?
I shrug as I make my way upstairs.
Women are confusing.
When I return downstairs, a decent half an hour later, Bella's on the couch, eating pancakes and watching some animal show – like nothing happened.
I plop down and kiss her cheek. She grins and turns to me, kissing my lips then deepening it. Can't say I don't like this.
She tucks herself into my side, bringing her legs under her and offering me a pancake.
"So what was that?" I finally ask, jerking my head to the kitchen.
"Don't mind me. I should have known today would be crappy since I woke up."
I frown and take another pancake. "Why's that?"
She throws me a look. "Take a guess."
"Sorry I didn't come to bed," I whisper.
"That's not the problem. Okay, let's say there will be no hanky panky for the next few days." She cocks her head to the side watching me. I raise an eyebrow, not understanding.
Did I do something?
Did we overdo it?
Was it too much for her?
"God, you men are clueless, I swear!" she mutters. "Forget it. I'm not going to spell it out for you. If you figure out, well done, if not…whatever." She shrugs and grabs a pancake, dips it in syrup then bites on it.
"You're speaking in riddles," I grumble.
"Don't worry." She pats my knee. "It's in your nature to not realize what's going on. Not your fault, hon."
I scowl at her then focus on the TV screen.
The next few days crawl by – we play Monopoly, Scrabble, cards and Bella makes me start reading a book I have for my English homework.
Definitely no sexy times – at all.
Okay, maybe once or twice, but only for me. She told me she wouldn't give me head if I didn't want. I wasn't stupid to say no but I wasn't allowed near her pussy.
Only on the last day I figure what was going on – and that is because Bella made me pack the bathroom things while she packs the food.
I stare at the box of girly stuff feeling like shit.
Of course she was embarrassed to tell me.
After zipping our suitcases, I take them to the car before I go to see if she needs help in the kitchen. She's done so I hug her and kiss her, whispering that I know.
She cups my cheek and smiles softly. "Finally."
"You should have told me. I'd have understood." I feel my ears turning red. No guy in his right mind would talk about that, right? But this is Bella. "I thought I did something to upset you."
"Oh, sweet boy. I'm sorry, but I don't usually talk about this. From now on…just know that no means…this."
"Kay." I peck her lips. "Ready to go?"
"Go, start the car. I'll take a look around once again to make sure we didn't forget anything."
I nod and go to the car. We're going to stop in Boise once again. I'm not saying no.
I can't wait to get home and see how we're going to work around this.
Are we going to act just like we did here when we're alone?
Are we going to sleep in the same bed?
Only time will tell.
Bella comes out of the house with my suitcase.
Oh, fuck.
I left it on the bed!
She shakes her head amused at me, throwing the luggage in the backseat then climbing in the passenger seat. "Scatterbrained doesn't suit you."
"Totally forgot."
"Let's go home! I miss our house." She smiles, closing her eyes.
"Me too," I admit as I back out then turn the car and start driving to the main road. "Listen, if you started this subject…"
"Yeah?" Bella looks at me.
"New sleeping arrangements?" I wonder.
"I guess." She grins.
I drive so slowly it's late in the evening when we reach Boise. I'm famished because the sandwiches Bella made weren't enough. She's asleep, curled up on her seat, drooling on the window. Cute as fuck.
I park in the first hotel's lot I see, kill the engine and snap my knuckles. They crack loudly.
"Wake up, love." I shake her shoulder. "Let's get you in bed."
"Mhmm…yeah…" she mumbles sleepily.
This time I have some of my stuff in the travel bag so I just snatch it from the backseat, get out, go on her side, help her out and we walk to the hotel's lobby. I do most of the talking and give the girl behind the desk, Bella's ID and card.
All we do when I get in the room is crash on the bed.
In the morning, I wake with Bella all warm and snuggled into my side. I squeeze her in my arms, not ready to move.
"You awake?" she whispers, fanning warm air over my collar bone.
"Yeah," I say reluctantly. "You?"
Stupid question, idiot!
"Obviously, or I wouldn't be talking to you." She giggles, kissing my neck.
"I have to contradict you there. You talk in your sleep."
Bella groans. "Let's forget about that. You snore. I talk. End of subject."
I laugh and kiss her head. "Did you want something?"
"Nah. Just to know if you're awake. You can drive again if you want. I don't mind."
"Really?" I ask shocked. "Awesome!"
"But once home I'm allowed to drive the Camaro too. You abused of Snowflake."
"Bella, my car isn't for girls…uh, women. It's a man car."
"Just once! I won't hurt it. Pinky swear." She gets up on her elbow. "Please? Look, we can go shopping for New Year's Eve when we get home?"
"We can stop on the way…"
"Nooo!"
"Fine." I laugh.
As set, when we arrive in Seattle, we take a shower – separately – then take my Camaro to the store. She's not used to driving it and I'm truly afraid she'll wreck it…and us.
While she takes care of the shopping, I call Emmett to tell him we're back in the city. He invites me to spend the night between the years with him and his girlfriend – his parents are away for a week.
I eye Bella looking at some champagne bottle, examining it.
"Dunno, Em…" I avert. "Are adults allowed?"
"Rose is twenty-one. And we're not leaving the house," he says seriously.
"I mean…is it okay to bring Bella?" I whisper as she comes with the bottle and puts it in the cart.
"Do you want pound cake, sweetie?" she asks quietly.
"Yep." I grin. "So?" I prompt Em since he's quiet.
"Bella? Oh! It happened?" he asks happily.
"Mhmm." I hum.
"Great, dude! Sure, she can come."
"Okay. I'll tell her then let you know."
I rest my elbows on the bar of the cart and roll it to Bella's side. "Emmett is having a little gathering. Just us."
"Oh." Her face falls. "Then I shouldn't buy so many things for tonight."
I don't know how to tell her so I try to hint it. "I'm sure he already has some food. We can bring the drinks."
Bella looks at me curiously then a small smile appears on her lips. "You want me to intrude in your time alone with Em?"
"His girlfriend is there as well. His parents are out of town."
"I see. Okay." Bella grins. "Let's go!"
As we finish our shopping, I text Emmett, letting him know we're going to join them.
And they're back home...