"When am I going to see it?" I whined impatiently as I lightly poked Edwards bandaged up rib.
"Soon," he promised, though for some reason Edward seemed nervous about showing me his latest tattoo.
I don't know why: I liked his tattoos.
Correction, I loved his tattoos.
After all those months obsessing over the one on his arm, I discovered he had several more, including a Celtic cross on his back in homage to his mothers Irish heritage.
But it was the one on his chest I liked the most.
It was a elaborate sketch of his families crest, made up of intricate detail and script, with his families initials subtly incorporated.
All of Edward's tattoo's were incredibly detailed and well done, which was why I was so eager to see the latest addition to the artwork.
It had been days since he had it done and still it was covered in protective gauze. I doubted Jake had done a bad job; he had done all of Edwards tattoos, and some of Emmett's too, so I had no reason to be worried.
And I wouldn't have been if Edward wasn't acting so damn cagey.
"Jake didn't mess it up did he?" I asked, curious of the need to keep it covered up for so long.
"Of course not," Edward scoffed then attempted to distract me by placing lingering kisses on my neck, all the way up to my jaw.
"Then why wont you show me?" I whined impatiently.
"Because it's still healing" Edward sighed exasperated.
"But …"
"Bella, just shut up and kiss me!" Edward ordered, apparently fed up with my pleading.
He had no argument there and being the good girlfriend that I am, I did as I was told.
AN: Ahh I liked this chapter. I know its a little random but I couldn't resist posting this one now.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed to the last chapter. I'm so happy everyone hasn't lost interest in this little drabble.