Bum Chicka Wow Wow
I woke up very early the next morning. So early that the sun had even come up. Edward was lying on his belly with his nose buried in his pillow. I idly traced my fingers up his back and noticed his tattoo that he got at his bachelor party. It was nestled between his shoulder blades and the black ink popped off his pale skin. Edward yawned and turned his head away from me. I noticed something at his hairline. Another tattoo. An angel. I bit my lip and kissed the angel sweetly as his hair tickled my nose.
My sexy geeky husband. Who has three tattoos.
"Bella, as good as I want that to feel, it's still tender," Edward said in the pillow, muffling his voice.
"Sorry, angel," I said as I kissed his neck. He turned his head back to me and cracked open an eye.
"How red are they?" he asked as he blinked his eyes.
"You look like I did when I had pink eye," I murmured.
"Eh. Another reason why I should get Lasik," Edward shrugged as he stretched his long body. "How are you feeling this morning, Mrs. Cullen?"
"I'm excellent, Mr. Cullen," I replied as I picked up his left hand and kissed his ring. "What time is the limo coming?"
Edward picked up his cell phone. "The alarm is going off in ten minutes and Gus said he'd pick us up at seven. Oh, and Merry Christmas, Bella," he said as he rolled over, holding me to his chest. "Best Christmas ever."