I walked slowly to the door and opened it. I looked up into his eyes as he smiled at me.
"Hi," I said softly.
"H...hi," he said looking at me.
"Come in," I said as I moved a bit so that he could come in.
He came in and I could tell he was nervous as he held a small box in his hand.
"U...um this is for you," he said as he thrusted the box into my hands.
I took it and opened it, and I gasped as I looked inside.
There nestled in the foam was a small Fabergé egg. It was a in a design of a carousel. I had told him that I loved them during one of our conversations. But this was too much.
"Edward, it's so beautiful, but it's too much. I can't accept this," I said looking up at him.
"I want you to have it. It's from my collection that my grandmother gave me, because I loved looking at them as a child, and I remember that you told me that you loved carousels. Please keep it, I want you to have it," he said as he took my hands in his.
"But it's only our first date, what if we don't work out?" I asked looking up into his emerald green eyes.
"We will, Bella, and if we don't I still want you to have it."
"Okay, thank you. I'll treasure it," I said as I walked over to the mantle and made space for it. "There now everyone will see it. It's very beautiful and so thoughtful that you remembered that I liked carousels."
"I remember everything about our conversations. Are you ready to go?" he asked.
"Yes, let me grab my jacket."
I picked it up and he took it from my hand and held it open as I stepped into it.
"Thank you," I said with a smile.
"You're welcome. You look beautiful tonight," he said as he opened the door and I stepped outside as he closed it and made sure it locked, then he slipped his arm around my waist and lead me to his car.
He opened the door and I got in, buckling the seatbelt and then he shut the door and walked quickly to his door and slipped inside.
"I hope that you will like where I'm taking you. I thought it would unique first date. I didn't want to do the traditional first date of dinner and a movie, so I chose the Chihuly Garden and Glass and then dinner at Palisade Restaurant. If that's okay?" he rambled.
"That sounds wonderful, I've never been to either of those places. I've seen the Garden and Glass museum when I visited the Space Needle but never went in."
"Awesome, it's really pretty and I think you'll enjoy it," he said with a smile as he started car.
I smiled back at him. He seemed nervous, like me.
As he drove, I was a bit quiet not sure if he liked talking while driving.
"How was your day at work?" I asked softly as I looked over at him.
"It wasn't too bad, I only had a few appointments today. How was your day?"
"It was good, I got caught up on a bit of stuff and then made a few lists for things I want to accomplish on the break," I said.
"What kind of things?"
"The typical things, cleaning and organizing stuff, going to the doctor."
"Is everything okay?" he asked concerned.
"Well, it's ah." I stuttered, my face breaking out in flames. "Just my um...normal visit to the female doctor. Everything's fine."
He nodded, as I sat quietly and looked out the window, feeling quite embarrassed.
After a few minutes of silence, he spoke up, "Emmett couldn't stop talking about you today. He told me how nice and sweet you were and that if I hurt you in any way that he'd kick my ass, brother or not."
I couldn't help but laugh and he laughed also. Every trace of embarrassment went away, and we smiled at each other.
"That's Emmett, he was always protective of me. It was like having a big brother that I never had."
"He's good like that, but I'd never hurt you," he said as he moved his hand to cover mine. It was such a sweet gesture that I turned my hand over and intertwined our fingers and he smiled as pulled into the parking lot.
His hand felt nice against mine and I didn't like when he untangled our fingers to get out of the car. He came over and opened the door for me, and he offered his hand to me to help me out.
I took his hand and to my surprise he wrapped his fingers through mine and we walked to the museum hand in hand.
He paid for our tickets and then we walked around the outside, looking at the gardens. He stopped and took various pictures of things and of me, he pulled us in front of an enormous glass tree adorned with various colors of blue and green and he took a selfie of us.
"I'll send you copies of all the pictures," he said as he led us inside.
I nodded at him.
I was astonished at how beautiful it really was and the views of the Space Needle were phenomenal.
"This is really beautiful. Thank you for bringing me here," I told him as he led me down the hall to the greenhouse where yellow, red and orange flowers were suspended from floor to ceiling.
He walked up to an older gentleman and asked him to take our picture and he agreed as Edward gave him his phone.
He pulled me close to him and leaned his head close to mine and we both smiled. He gently had his hand on my side and I could feel the heat of his body against me.
We pulled away from each other as the man brought his phone back to him.
"I hope you don't mind I took several pictures of you two. You make a lovely couple. Are you celebrating an event?" He asked.
"No, this is actually our first date," Edward said.
"I wouldn't have known that, you two seem so in sync with each other and exude happiness," he told us. "Never let her go, son. Life is too short to spend alone. Have a wonderful evening."
"We will, sir. Thank you," Edward said with a smile.
After that we walked around a bit more, until we saw everything. As we left the museum Edward put his arm around my waist and held me close to him.
"I hope this is okay? If you're not comfortable I can just hold your hand."
"No, it's fine. I feel comfortable with you," I said softly as we reached the car.
He opened the door for me and I got in and then he shut the door and went over to his side to get in.
"I hope that you'll like the restaurant. My brother said it's very good, but he says that about every restaurant," he said as he started the car.
"I'm sure it will be fine. Yeah, as long as the restaurant has food it's good for Emmett," I said with a laugh.
He laughed also as he drove the short distance to the restaurant.
He found a parking spot and then got out of the car. He rushed over to open my door before I could do it. I definitely wasn't used to this, my other dates never opened doors or held them open so that I could walk in first. Edward was definitely a gentleman.
He put his arm around my waist as we walked into the restaurant. He told the hostess his name and we were seated immediately at a table by the windows.
"Is this okay?" he asked as he held out my chair for me.
"It's perfect. I love the view," I said with a smile.
"Your waiter will be right over," the hostess said as she walked away.
After a few minutes a man came over with some menus and asked if we'd like anything to drink.
"I'll have some water," I said softly.
"I... I'll have the same for now," he said as he picked up his menu.
We both looked at our menus and I glanced over at him, he looked a bit uncomfortable. Maybe this date wasn't such a great idea.
The waiter came back with our waters and asked if we were ready to order.
"Bella," Edward said.
"Um.. I'll have the Herb marinated grilled sirloin steak," I said quickly as I laid my menu down.
"Sir?" the waiter asked.
"I... I'll have the Herb crusted prime rib and a bottle of cabernet sauvignon," he said as he handed the menu to the waiter and he walked away.
I picked up my water and took a sip as he looked over at me.
"I'm so nervous," he admitted as he picked up his water. "I'm sorry."
"Nothing to be sorry about, I'm nervous too. I felt that...Maybe you didn't want to be here with me, like I was boring or something."
"No Bella, it's me. I'm just nervous, you're so beautiful and I feel like I don't that...I'm not in your league and I don't want to mess up."
I reached over without thinking and took his hand in mine, giving it a gentle squeeze. "You're so in my league, not that I have one. You are handsome and so nice, you go out of your way to open the car door for me, and you hold the door open for me. No guy I ever went out with has done that. You definitely know how to treat a date. I hope that this will be the first of many dates."
"I hope so too, Bella," he said as our food was delivered and the waiter poured our wine.
I smiled over at him as we reluctantly let go of each other's hand.
"I hope everything is to your liking," the waiter said as he turned and walked away.
Edward picked up his wine glass and took a small sip, and I did the same.
We started eating and the conversation seemed to flow well. We talked about work, and things that we liked.
"Do you have any plans for Easter?" he asked.
"No, I usually just go to church and then make something for dinner," I said nonchalantly.
"W... would you like to come to church with me and then to Easter lunch at my parents' house? Rosalie and Emmett will be there also."
"Um... wouldn't it be weird for me to go with you to your parents' house? I mean this is only our first date."
"I don't think it would, I want to spend time with you and I know my parents will love you."
"Okay, I'll come with you. Would you like me to bring anything?" I asked.
"You don't have to, but I'm sure anything you bring will be fine," he said as he took my hand in his. "How's your dinner?"
"Very good. Do you want to get dessert afterward?"
"Um.. sure, if you do," I said with a smile.
"I think so, they have some awesome desserts."
I couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm. I felt at ease with him, like I could truly be myself with him.
"Would you be interested in our dessert menu?" the waiter asked as we finished eating.
"Yes," Edward replied as he laid them on the table.
We picked them up and looked over them.
"Anything look good to you?" he asked me.
"I think the White Chocolate Cheesecake looks good," I said with a smile. "What about you?"
"I thought that the Trio of Creme Brulee sounded good."
"Mmm... it does. We could share if you'd like?" I suggested.
"We can," he said as the waiter came back and he told them our order.
It wasn't long before our desserts were delivered and we started to eat them. Edward seemed to be enjoying his crème brulee and the cheesecake was divine.
"Would you like a taste, Bella?" he asked holding out a spoonful to me.
"Sure," I replied leaning over a bit so that I could take the bite from the spoon.
"Mmm... so good," I said softly. "Would you like to try mine?"
He nodded as I scooped up a bite on my fork and held it out to him. I was fascinated by the way his lips closed around the fork and how gorgeous he looked as his eyes stayed locked on mine.
"Delicious," he said with a smile, his eyes never leaving mine.
We continued eating and talking, and sharing bites of our desserts with each other. The waiter brought over our check and Edward slipped his credit card inside as we finished eating.
"Thank you for sharing with me," I told him.
"You're welcome, I loved your cheesecake also. So delicious."
I smiled over at him as I excused myself to go to the ladies room. I walked quickly to the restroom and looked in the mirror and fixed my lip gloss as I checked my phone. I had a text from Rosalie asking how things were going. I replied back that things were fine and asked her if I should invite him in for coffee or not.
It didn't take her long to respond with a hell yes. Which I know she picked up from Emmett; that was his typical response to most things.
I smiled as I slipped my phone back in my purse and headed back to Edward.
He stood up as I approached the table and helped me with my jacket before taking my hand and leading me out of the restaurant.
"I had a wonderful time, Bella," he said as he held me close to his side once we were outside. It was a bit chillier than earlier.
"I did too."
We walked to his car and helped me inside again before getting in and driving back to my place. We talked all the way to my house, about things and dinner on Sunday. He assured me that his parents wouldn't mind and would be excited to meet me. He promised that he'd try to keep Emmett reigned in and I had to laugh because that would be a feat.
"No worries about Emmett, I know he's a force to reckoned with. I'm used to him," I said with a laugh.
He smiled as I did.
It didn't take us long to pull into my driveway and he hopped out of the car and came over to my door. He helped me out and put his arm around me as we walked up to the door.
He stopped as I got my key out and unlocked the door.
"Would you like to come in for coffee?" I asked looking up at him.
"Sure," he said with a smile as I opened the door, and went inside with him following me.
"Have a seat, the restroom is right down that hall," I said as I sat my purse and jacket down on the chair and headed into the kitchen.
I made some coffee and put the cups on a tray along with some cream and sugar. It didn't take long for the pot to brew and I poured it into the cups and then walked slowly out to the living room to see Edward sitting on the couch.
"Sorry it took a bit," I said as I sat the tray down.
"No problem. You have a beautiful home."
"Thank you. Cream or sugar?" I asked.
"Both please," he said as I picked up the creamer and poured a bit into it.
"I'll let you put how much sugar you'd like, since I don't want to make it too sweet."
He smiled over at me as he picked up the spoon for the sugar and added two spoons and then took a sip, "Perfect."
I felt nervous as I made my cup of coffee. It wasn't like I was a teenager and I knew how to be with a man, but this was still our first date.
"What made you want to be a doctor?" I asked as I settled back against the couch.
"I've always wanted to follow in my dad's footsteps and be a doctor, but I knew I didn't want to be a surgeon, so when I did my rotations at the hospital I found that I really liked working with the children so I decided to go into pediatrics."
"What made you want to be a teacher?" he asked taking a sip of his coffee.
"I've always liked being around children and I worked at a daycare center during the summers, and then when I graduated I decided that I wanted to be a kindergarten teacher. It's a very rewarding job."
"It is, and like I said on the phone you do wonderful with them. Do you ever think about having your own kids?"
"Um... maybe someday. You?" I asked.
"Yeah, when I find the right woman," he said softly as he lifted his hand up and pushed the curl back behind my ear. "Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?"
"You did, but it's nice to hear," I said as we both moved in closer to each other.
"I'll make sure to tell you it every day," he said as he brushed his lips over mine gently.
I moved my hands to the back of his hair as his lips moved against mine, I pulled back slightly to breathe before I pulled his face back to mine, laying back against the arm of the couch.
His body covered mine as I felt his hand brush through my hair. I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my mouth.
"Bella," he murmured as he pulled away from my lips and kissed down my neck.
"Hmm... " I said as pulled his lips back to mine and kissed him deeply. This was so unlike me, and what will he think of me. I slowed us down and pulled back from him. "I'm sorry, I'm usually not like this."
"Me either, baby. I've never felt anything like this before. It feels like we were meant to be together. Do you feel it too?"
"I do," I said as I pushed his hair out of his eyes.
He sat up and pulled me up beside him, "I should go home. I'll call you tomorrow and we can talk about Sunday. I'm sure my mom will be thrilled that I'm bringing someone to dinner and if you want to bring something you can, but know that it's not necessary."
"Okay, I'll walk you to the door and I look forward to hearing from you tomorrow," I said as we stood up and walked to the door.
He pulled me closer to him and kissed my lips again.
"I'll see you later," he said as he brushed his lips over mine again before he turned and went out the door as I watched him walk to his car.
I couldn't help but smile at him as he got in his car.
I waved as he pulled out of the driveway and he waved back before heading down the street.
I shut the door and locked it before I took the tray back to the kitchen and then turned off the lights and headed upstairs.
I got ready for bed and then I called Rosalie. It didn't take her long to pick up.
"Hey, how did the date go?" she asked.
"It went very well. He took me to the Chihuly Garden and Glass, and then we had dinner at the Palisade Restaurant."
"Awesome. He did good then?"
"Yes, it was an amazing first date."
"Is there going to be a second date?" she asked.
"Yes, I guess. We are going to church together on Easter and then he's bringing to his parents' house for dinner."
"Ooh, this is huge. Edward has never brought a girl to his parents' house for a holiday dinner. You are definitely a keeper."
I couldn't help but giggle at that.
"I'm so excited, I get to see you on Sunday. Are you nervous?"
"Of course, I want to make a good impression on them."
"You'll do great. You met them at my barbecue when you met Edward."
"True, but that was as different. I was comfortable at your house and I wasn't dating Edward then."
"You will have nothing to worry about. Esme will love you, since Emmett has always praised you and told his mom what a great friend you been to both of us, and I have no doubt Edward will tell his mom about your awesomeness. She'll love you and Carlisle will too. Trust me."
"Okay, I will. I hope it goes well."
"It will. So did he kiss you?"
"Rosalie! That is none of your concern."
"He did, didn't he?" she asked.
"Yes, he did. Are you happy now?"
"Of course. I better go, I'll see you Sunday morning. Bye."
"Bye, see ya then."
I hung up the phone and set my alarm, and then I snuggled into my pillows as my phone chimed with a text message.
I picked it up and looked at it. The message was from Edward.
"Sleep well, baby. I can't wait to see you again. -E."
I sent him a quick message, telling him to sleep well also and that I'm looking forward to seeing him again.
It didn't take me long to fall asleep.
I woke up Saturday morning feeling refreshed and ready to face the day. I put in a load of laundry and then decided that I would make a small bunny cake to that to Edward's parents' house. You could never have too many desserts on Easter, and I'm sure Emmett and Riley will enjoy the cake. I loved to bake, and holidays were my favorite time to make things.
I didn't have any other plans for the day, just finish stuff up around the house and pick out my clothes for church tomorrow. I'm glad I picked up a new Easter dress while I was out with Alice a few weeks ago. Even though she is a crazy shopper, she can be helpful in finding good bargains.
The dress that I have has a yellow skirt, with a white tank top, and a light blue jacket. It was springy and very modest. I have some cute open toed heels and a pearly white necklace. I'm sure it will look very nice.
Once the cake was done baking, I let it cool before I made them into a bunny shape. I was an easy cake to make, but it took time and most people didn't like to take the time to make something like a cake.
While I was decorating it, my phone rang and I reached over to get it.
"Hello," I said.
"Hey Bella, how is your day going?"
"It's going good, Edward. How's yours?" I replied.
"It's going good. Just catching up on something things at my house. You?" he asked.
"Same here, but I'm nearly finished making a cake to bring to your parents' house."
"They will love that, my dad is a big cake lover and well, you know about Emmett's eating habits," he said with a laugh.
"That I do."
"I was wondering, would you like to go to breakfast before church?"
"Um.. would you be opposed to having breakfast here, instead? I could make us something light."
"That sounds good, as long as it isn't any trouble for you," he said.
"It's not. Do you have any allergies to anything?" I asked.
"No, I'm not allergic to anything."
"Good, I was thinking of making a quiche and having some strawberries to go with it. Is that okay? Or would you rather have something else?"
"No, that sounds great. As long as it isn't too much trouble for you."
"It's not, I usually make a quiche for Easter anyway. I love to cook, it's very therapeutic."
"It is. I like to cook, but sadly I'm not that great at it. I'm more of your basic cook kind of guy," he said with a laugh.
I loved hearing him laugh.
"That's better than Emmett."
"True, if he didn't have Rosalie I don't think he'd survive except on take-out and my mom's cooking. I can definitely cook for you and not just take you out to eat."
I smiled to myself as I listened to him. He obviously think we'll be together for more than just a date or two.
"That sounds nice."
"It does, I haven't cooked for someone in a long time. What time would you like me to come over in the morning?"
"Um.. eight or eight-thirty," I replied.
"Sounds good. Do you need me to bring anything?"
"Nope, I have everything."
"Great, I'll see you then. I hope that rest of your day goes good.'
"Yours too. See you tomorrow. Bye."
"Bye baby," he said as he hung up the phone.
The rest of my day was spent finishing the laundry and running out the store to make sure that I had all the ingredients for the quiche. I was nervous about cooking for him. Most of the time it didn't bother me to cook for someone, but with Edward it was different. He was a guy for one, and two I didn't want him to think I was a lousy cook.
I stopped at Kentucky Fried Chicken on my way home and grabbed dinner for me.
Once at home, I put my groceries away and sat down to eat. It has been a pretty relaxing day and I would go to bed fairly early so I could get up earlier and have everything ready when Edward arrived at eight or eight-thirty.
I took a shower before climbing into my bed and reading for a bit before I snuggled into my blankets and fell fast asleep.
I woke up and got out of bed as I went downstairs to start the coffee, and prepare the quiche. I cut up the strawberries and put them into two bowls.
I put the quiche in before going upstairs to get dressed. It didn't take me long to get ready as I already showered last night, and had my clothes picked out.
As I finished my hair, I heard the timer go off for the quiche and I went downstairs and promptly took it out of the oven.
It wasn't too much longer that I heard a soft knock at my door.
I went to open it and smiled as I saw Edward standing holding some lilies in his hand.
"Wow.. you look beautiful," he said as he extended the lilies to me.
"Thank you," I said softly as I took the flowers, bringing them up to my nose to smell them. "These are lovely."
"You're welcome," he said as he leaned in and kissed me softly. "It seems great in here."
I nodded as I told him to have a seat as I got the quiche out of the oven and cut us both a piece. I brought both plates over to the table and turned to get the bowls of strawberries.
"What would you like to drink? I have coffee, tea, milk or juice."
"Coffee is fine, baby," he said as he picked up his fork.
I got him a cup of coffee and I poured myself some juice.
"Thank you," he said as I sat down and we started eating.
I could feel my nerves kicking up, this was a huge deal for Edward to bring someone home to Easter dinner.
"You okay?" he asked taking my hand.
"Yeah, just a bit nervous about meeting your parents."
"It'll be fine, they said they remembered you from the barbecue at Emmett's, beside I told them all about you and how awesome you are," he said with a smirk.
"Good things I hope," I said.
"Definitely. They will adore you as much as I do. Did I tell you that you look beautiful today?"
"No, you didn't."
"You look beautiful, baby," he said as he leaned in and kissed my cheek.
I couldn't help but feel my cheeks heat up. I so hated that blush.
He just smiled at me as we finished eating and then he cleared away our plates, stacking them into the dishwasher for me.
I grabbed the cake and we walked into the living room and then he took the cake from me and took my other hand in his as I picked up my purse and we went out the door.
He checked to make sure it was locked before leading me to his car. He opened the door and helped me inside as he put the cake in the backseat.
I headed towards the church and I could see that Bella was very nervous, so I reached my hand over and took her hand in mine.
"It'll be fine, trust me."
She nodded and smiled slightly.
I know my family can be a bit overbearing at times, especially my mom. But she assured me that she will be on her best behavior. I told her that Bella is very important to me. Bella already knew Emmett, and she's used to his antics. My dad was just my dad, calm, collected and doctorly.
We pulled up to the church and I got out and came to help her out. She looked beautiful in her pale yellow shirt and green jacket. We complimented each other, I chose to wear a light blue button down shirt and a pair of black dress pants. I carried my jacket but wasn't' planning on putting it on.
I wrapped my arm around her waist as we approached my family waiting eagerly on the steps.
I could see Bella visibly tense up the closer we got to them.
"It'll be fine," I repeated to her again as we stepped up next to them.
"Hi Mom, Dad, this is Bella Swan," I said with a proud smile.
"Hello dear," my mother said. "It's lovely to meet you again."
"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Cullen," she said quietly.
"None of that, we are just Carlisle and Esme," my dad said with a genuine smile and I could see Bella relax.
"Hey bro, glad you and Bells hooked up," Emmett bellowed as Rosalie shook her head.
"Emmett, we haven't hooked up, it's called dating," I said as my parents started to walk inside as we followed them.
Church service was nice and I held Bella's hand throughout the service as I could feel the stares of the other parishioners on us. Most of them knew that it wasn't an everyday thing for me to bring a date to church.
Once the service was over, we stood up and left the church as others were congregating outside. I held Bella's hand as we walked by them.
"That wasn't too bad, was it?" I asked her once we were in the car.
"No, your parents are nice."
"They are and I told you they'd like you."
"You did," she said with a genuine smile.
The drive to my parents' house didn't take long and I pulled up behind Emmett's car in the driveway as we all got out.
"Hey Edward, Bella, I'm sorry about my comment about hooking up. It was rude and not appropriate," Emmett said, his voice quieter than normal.
"Thank you for apologizing," I said as I got Bella's cake out of the backseat.
"Did you make me a cake, Bells?" He asked.
"Not just for you, but yes I did."
"Oh Edward, you are in for a real treat Bella's cakes are the bomb. She makes her own frosting and I promise you once you taste it you will be on your knees begging her to marry you."
"Emmett, shut it," Bella said as she took my hand and we walked towards the house.
"What? You know I'm right, Bella," he bellowed from behind us.
I opened the door and held it open for Bella as she walked into the foyer.
"Welcome to our home, Bella," my mom said as she hugged her.
"Thank you," she said softly. "I made a cake, I hope you don't mind."
"Cake? Did I hear the word cake?" My dad said coming around the corner.
"Yes dear, Bella made one for dessert."
"Oh Edward, you must marry this one. She bakes cakes, that's more than I can say for that dreadful Jessica you dated. She couldn't even boil water."
"You got that right, Dad," Emmett said as Bella giggled. "I told him outside once he tastes Bella's cake he'll be begging her to marry him."
"Boys, enough. You're going to frighten the girl away from us with all your antics. Emmett, go help your son get cleaned up for lunch. Rosalie, go along with Emmett and keep him in line. Edward, go and put the cake in the dining room and show Bella around," my mom said as she shooed us all away.
"Carlisle, I am disappointed in your behavior. Bella is a wonderful girl and I want to see Edward happy," we heard my mom say as I led Bella upstairs to show her the house.
"Your family is entertaining," she said with a quiet laugh.
"Or embarrassing," I quipped.
"Aren't most families that way?"
"I suppose so."
I showed her the house, ending up in my old bedroom.
"This is my old room," I said opening the door.
She stepped inside and looked around, "Nice. Have you had many girls up here?"
"No, you are actually the first girl I brought in here."
"That's cool," she said as she sat on the bed. "Is there anything I should expect at the table?"
"Um... probably more of the same, and I'm sure Emmett may get smacked by Rosalie for teaching Riley something inappropriate. But I'm sure you're used to his antics, his father is Emmett after all."
"Yeah," she said with a wink as she patted the bed. "Come sit next to me."
I sat down next to her, it seemed weird to have her in my old room sitting on my bed within the room where I had all my teenage fantasies.
She ran her fingers up my arm as she leaned in close to me, "So tell me what you like were as a teenager?"
"I was your average geeky teen, I liked reading and music and just stuff."
"Hmm... so no dreams of hot girls?"
"Um... yeah, but nothing compares to the vision of loveliness that is before my eyes today," I said as I pulled her to me and kissed her succulent lips as I laid us back on my bed.
Her hands moved to my hair as I slid my hand up her thigh, hitching it over my leg as our kiss intensified.
I moved my lips from her lips down to her ear and then kissing down her neck, "Edward," she breathed out as I made my way back to her lips. Her body felt perfect against mine as we moved with each other.
I moved my hand back down her thigh and touched behind her knee, making her rub up against me as I kissed her deeply. I heard her moan into my mouth as I heard feet running down the stairs yelling something.
I didn't hear all that he was saying, but I did catch, Uncle Edward and Bella and making a baby.
"Did you hear anything?" I asked her as we pulled apart.
"No, I didn't I was pretty wrapped up in that kiss. You?" She asked as she sat up and straightened her dress.''
"I thought I heard Riley saying something about Uncle Edward and Bella and a baby, but I didn't catch it all."
"Oh no. Riley has been going around the class saying he knows how babies are made. He told the kids that Mom and Daddy go in their room and lay on the bed and kiss. This is called SXE," she said as I helped her stand up.
"This sounds like Emmett's doing," I said holding my hand out to her once she smoothed down her hair.
I can't say that I regretted making out with her on my bed, but I hope that this doesn't embarrass her or make her run from me.
We walked slowly down the stairs and I could hear my mom asking Riley to slow down and tell her what he's yelling about.
As we rounded the corner to the dining room, we heard Riley talking.
"I'm going to have a baby cousin. I just saw Uncle Edward and Bella making a baby in his room, he hand his hand behind her knee and they were kissing. Daddy told me that's how you make babies when you kiss on a bed," he said as he looked up at us.
Riley ran over to me and wrapped his arms around my legs, "I will be the bestest cousin ever."
Bella knelt down to his level and smiled at him, "Your father didn't tell you the most important part, in order for a boy and a girl to make a baby the must be in love and married."
"Don't you love my Uncle Edward? He's the best, he doesn't hog the bed like my daddy does. My mom always complains that she doesn't have any room on the bed."
I watched as my mom walked over to Emmett and smacked him on the back of the head, telling him this is his fault and then she walked over to my dad, who had a smirk on his face and smacked him too. "Emmett, this is your child and I don't want to know what you told him about the birds and the bees."
"Mom, that was my birds and bees talk," he said rubbing his head.
"For future talks, please leave them to Rosalie. God, you are going to run this poor girl off from all your outrageous behavior," she said as she looked over at Bella.
I looked down at Bella as she stood up. I was so afraid that she'd be heading for the door.
"Ms. Bella, you didn't answer my question," Riley said looking up at her with his blue eyes shining. "Do you love my Uncle Edward?"
"I like him very much," she said as she squeezed my hand.
"Great, everything is good now. Can we eat?" Rosalie asked.
I couldn't help but laugh, "Welcome to the holidays at the Cullen's, baby," I said as I helped her to a chair.
"Thank you," she said with a smile.
"I'm looking forward to many more holidays together," I said as I held her hand in mine as the food was passed around the table.
"Me too," she said softly.
I couldn't wait to see where our path would take us.