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The snow began to fall lightly at first before covering the ground completely, it's going my first Christmas to be spent in Forks since I was a child. Paul has been out all day with Jacob and Embry, he told me he was going Christmas shopping but he didn't specify who for. He and I had already picked out Christmas presents for our family members—My mom is flying back to Forks to spend Christmas with Lydia, Quil, and I.

When I asked Paul last week if his mom would be joining us for Christmas he got quiet and didn't really give me much of an answer on that. He just shrugged his shoulders and told me he would have to see. I didn't want to press the subject any further in fear of upsetting him. With Christmas coming up in a few weeks I've decided to decorate the house with some wreaths and a Christmas tree. I will have to run to the store to buy a Christmas tree, I'll just go with a artificial tree to save us some money this year.

After buying a few strings of lights to wrap around the tree and putting the tree together it doesn't look half bad at all—I'm pretty pleased with my work. I sit with my palms against my knees admiring the beauty of the tree as I've finish putting on the rest of the lights, I need to get some ornaments.

The sound of the front door opening causes me to turn my head in the direction of the sound.

"Hey, Will. Whoa—When did we get a tree?" Paul asks in surprise slightly gaping his mouth.

"Since I went and bought one for us today." I answer him, a smile forms on my lips as I stand to walk toward him. He pulls me in for a hug.

"I love it, you did good. I think I have some ornaments in my storage somewhere." He says.

"You have a storage room?" Paul shrugs. "Well, it's more of a closet..."

"So, a storage closet?" I ask.

"Yep. I'll show you." I follow behind him as we walk down the hallway to the unopened door, he glances back at me flashing me a coy smile.

"Don't freak out, okay?" I take his advice as I take a few steps back from the door, he slowly opens the door making my eyes widen at the sight.

Boxes upon boxes crammed onto one another looking more like the Tetris game, I'm worried these might tumble down on us at any moment. He turns around to face me.

"Not so bad, right?" He says calmly.

"If you're trying to get suffocated by boxes, no" I tease him. "May I?" I really want to organize this.

"Are you sure? I mean, I'm sure the ornaments are in here somewhere..." He scratches the back of his head for a moment causing me to chuckle.

"Didn't you mark the boxes with what was in them?" I ask curiously.

"No, but now that you mention it that sounds like a good idea..." He replies.

"I have a feeling this may take a while." I say as I throw my hair up in a ponytail and take a step toward the large boxes.







A sigh leaves my lips as I stand up feeling tired yet accomplished with my skilled organizing and eventually finding the box of ornaments.
Paul had offered to help me at first but I was persistent about doing it on my own, I like cleaning things my own way.

"Wow." He beams. He genuinely seems impressed with my organization skills. "You actually did it!" I flash him a smile feeling proud of myself.

"What can I say? I like to have things cleaned and organized." I smile feeling proud of myself.

He wraps his arms around me from behind my waist as he places tender kisses on my neck.

"You know... You look really good right now." He murmurs against my skin, I smirk as I turn around to face him.

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