Thanksgiving

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Kristen's POV:

I was cooking Rob's favorite pasta while he was singing Noelle to sleep in the nursery.
"Mhmm, that smells so good, baby." He was right behind me all of a sudden. He was walking on his tippy toes ever since we had the baby because he didn't wanna risk waking him up. I turned around and reached for him. I pulled him to me by his T-shirt, going in for a kiss, which turned into a passionate make-out session pretty quickly. His lips, his taste.... he truly is all I'll ever want. I explored his mouth with my tongue, showing him my adoration, which earned me a little moan coming from him.
"God, Kristen, you're the death of me." He groaned and reached for my thighs. He picked me up and sat me on the counter so he didn't have to lean down all the time. I pulled him closer to me, feeling his hot passion between my legs. I grabbed a fistful of his hair while roaming his chest with my other hand, never breaking away from our kiss.

Rob's POV:

I pulled away from her reluctantly. "Baby, don't get me all worked up now...." I panted, pulling on my sweats to adjust myself... "We can't keep letting the food burn. Besides, I'm starving, and we haven't had pasta in forever. Let's continue this tonight, all right? " I said, giving her one more peck. After dinner, we enjoyed our last night in privacy before we would leave for Kristen's parents' place tomorrow to spend Thanksgiving with her family.

Kristen's POV:

We were the center of everyone's attention at the Thanksgiving party my parents hosted. My whole family was arguing over who got to hold Noelle next, everybody adored him. It was beautiful. At dinner, my mom proposed a toast.
"As always, we're gonna go round the table and one after the other will tell us what they're grateful for this year, all right? I'm gonna go first. I wanna give thanks that we can all celebrate together this year at our beautiful home and that we were all able to welcome little Noelle to the family." Everybody expressed what they were thankful for until it was Rob's turn. He looked solely at me when he spoke.
"I will forever give thanks to you, Kristen, for giving me our biggest gift. I wanna thank you for loving me each and every day, but most importantly, I want to finally ask you this: Will you be my forever?" He asked, holding out a beautiful ring. He had totally guessed right that I wouldn't want a basic diamond one.
"Oh my God, just so I'm clear on this, are you asking her to marry you?" My brother blurted out.
"Jeez, Cameron, of course he is, duh?!" My other brother responded. My whole body filled with adrenaline, which almost caused me to hyperventilate. Rob was still holding out the ring, looking like a puppy lost in the woods. I finally beamed at him, tears started rolling down my face, and I jumped up into his arms.
"Of course I will, baby!" I squealed.

Rob's POV:

My heart was still racing as Kristen jumped into my arms. Everyone was cheering as I slid the ring on her finger with my trembling hands. So this is what it feels like. After considering it so many times and joking about it as well as acting it out in Twilight several times, I finally experienced this feeling of absolute bliss. My world in my arms, our two month old baby in Kristen's dad's arms and my engagement ring, finally on her finger. It looked absolutely stunning on her.

She would soon be mine officially

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She would soon be mine officially. I hugged her to me, and she kissed me, whispering "I love you so much" in my ear.
"You're my world" I whispered back. After this moment of intimacy, we were congratulated by Kristen's whole family. After they proposed another toast to us, Kristen blurted out:
"One thing you have to promise me though, Rob!"
Everybody looked at her questioningly.
"I would really love a wedding around Christmas, so we'll have to wait one more year so we can properly plan it." I smiled at her.
"That sounds amazing, I can't wait." I beamed.

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