"I thought it was only fair that you were represented," Edward explained while I struggled to find the words to respond. I could only stare in wonder at my name in beautiful script running across Edwards chest.
Apparently I was taking too long to respond and he mistook my silence for something else.
"What's wrong? Don't you like it?" His panic increased when my eyes shot to his and he saw the tears that were threatening to fall.
"I don't like it, I love it!" I told him honestly, overcome with emotion.
"Then why are you crying?" Edward asked, his concern still obvious.
"Because I cant give you anything back. I don't think I can get a tattoo, Edward," I admitted nervously.
There was no way. I'd never been very good with needles and injections. Just the sight of them made me feel faint.
Edward laughed and planted a quick kiss on my cheek before pulling me against him.
"You don't have to get tattoo, Bella. Just say yes when I ask you," he said cryptically.
"Ask me what?" I questioned.
"When I ask you to marry me," he said simply
"If that's your idea of a proposal then you are going to have to do much better than that," I teased.
"Oh no. I'm not asking you now, but trust me when I do ask, you will definately know about it," he promised.
As scary as that thought should have been, I couldn't wait for that day to arrive.
AN: Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. Its lovely to know that so many of you are still invested in this story. I know chapters are a little on the short side and updates are irregular but I'm trying to update as fast as i can.
Hope you're all having a lovely christmas.
Until next time.