Here you are, a peek at Christmas in the Garden:
Jasper was surprised to find that it was after eight in the morning when he woke on Christmas day. He’d half expected Emmett to have woken everyone around six, anxious to get on with his plans to propose to Rosalie. He could hear noises from downstairs, but nothing that sounded rushed or hurried. He cleared his throat lightly, trying to dislodge a slightly gummy feeling, probably from sleeping with his mouth open as he sniffled softly. He felt slightly congested, and hoped he hadn’t managed to let himself get sick over the first part of their vacation.
“Merry Christmas, Jas,” Edward said quietly, beside him. “You snore.”
Jasper laughed softly. He didn’t snore often, but it must have been bad for Edward to mention it. “Sorry,” he said causally. “Merry Christmas.” He kissed the top of Edward’s head, not wanting to assault him with horrid morning breath, since it seemed he’d snored all night long.
Edward snuggled close, kissing Jasper’s collarbone, and they fell quiet, listening to the sounds of the house coming awake around them. “We should probably get up,” Edward said after awhile. “Emmett won’t be patient for too much longer, and Mom’s probably got breakfast nearly ready.”
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
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Can't wait. Just discovered this amazing fic, can't get enough.
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