Christmas At The Cullen's
"Merry Christmas." I said as I wrapped my arms around Edward's neck. He had stayed with me last night, like he usually did. This time, however, I had stayed up long enough for the for the clock to chime midnight before kissing Edward one last time and closing my eyes. The morning brought snow and the sun that glinted off of it and into my window, causing Edward to sparkle beside me. "You better not have spent anything on me."
"Aww...Bella." He whined. "Just one car? It's more for me than you anyway." His beautiful, topaz eyes attempted to dazzle me.
I was having none of that, however. I buried my face in his neck. "You heard me, Edward. Not one cent." My lips brushed his bare skin. I had somehow convinced him to begin sleeping without a shirt on.
He shuddered beside me, a reaction to my lips against his flesh, as cool and white as the snow outside.