“Bella Swan?” came a non-wanted voice. “Bella you get up right now before I get Edward in here to get you up!”

That was all I needed for my vampire boyfriend to get me up. Oh he would tease and he would poke and tickle but nothing was getting me out of my bed today. Snow was not my forte and obviously the Cullen family adored when the little white dandruff flakes fell from the sky. I’d rather stay in bed, an excuse not to go home right away to Charlie.

“Bella!” Alice stomped her dainty little foot and left the room.

I sighed; she had gone to get Edward. But I would ignore him; there was no way on earth he was getting me out of his bed, not his warm, wonderful, bed. They had been up at six to go hunting and I had been held here, hostage, so Alice could finish measuring my wedding dress.

I barely heard him come in, if it hadn’t had been the alarming cold from his body or the weight added to the bed I would have thought I was the only one in the room. And yet, Edward who was grinning from ear to ear as his kissed my jaw line and sending shivers down my spine.

“Go Away.” I murmured, turning so I faced away from my incredibly angelic boyfriend.

“Alice tells me your being increasingly difficult to go play in the snow with us.” He was practically whispering as he easily flipped me back to face him.

I tried with all my might to push him away, “Snow is bad and cold.”

His arms snaked around my waist and pulled me into him, “I’m bad and cold…does that mean you wouldn’t jump out of bed to come play with me if I wanted?”

I lost my train of thought as his freezing lips caught my throat and his hands snuck through my limp hair. The bed was no longer warm, it was cold, and I wanted to kill my boyfriend. And yet I wanted this moment to keep going and never stop, yes I could live with this.

“Get up Bella.” Edward said, pulling away from me and getting out of the bed that felt colder without him in it.