Christmas Eve morning we loaded our bags into Bella's big scary, rust bucket truck and we were all set for the four hour drive to Forks. A four drive in England could take you from one end of the country to the other and it something I had never experienced. Bella didn't seem fazed by the length of the journey, and even laughed when I offered to drive half way.

'Edward it's just a short journey don't be silly.' A short journey? American's were so strange, but then I guess I did come from a tiny island in comparison.

'Although I do think you would look hot driving my truck,' Bella winked and gave her arse a little shake as she climbed in the cab.

Hello raging erection.

I seriously needed to exert some control over my hormones, especially since I would be meeting her father.

The journey was fun, we played the number plate game, and the best by far in my opinion was OMG WTF. The best bit though was listening to Bella talk; she was funny, dry and full of the most bizarre information. I for one certainly did not know that bats always turn left when they exit a cave, or the fact that what she said other people called her 'nonsense drivel,' I found an immense turn on.

Jasper phoned me when we were about half way through the journey; apparently the meeting between Alice and Jasper's mum had gone really well, too well.

'They are chattering away and I can't get her alone, Edward this really was not a good idea – I want to have sexy time with my damn girlfriend,' he almost howled.

Laughter spluttered from my mouth. 'If it makes you feel any better I doubt I will be getting any either, not unless I want my balls shooting off.'

'Edward!' Bella smacked my arm and gives me a reproachful look.

'Sorry baby, that was crass of me and of course I will respect your father's wishes.' I give her my most winning smile but she just rolls her eyes.

'I'm glad you plan to respect my father's wishes but I hope you will also respect my wishes, and I'm certainly hoping to get some.' Arrrgh, the cheeky minx knew exactly how to turn me into a gibbering wreck. A strangled gasp left my throat and I could hear Jasper laughing at my expense in the background.

'Oh lord I better go, mum and Alice are now clucking over my baby pictures like a couple of hens.'

'Have a good Christmas Jas, you and your blue balls.'

'Fuck you Eddie; I'll see you and Bella on New Year's Eve.'

After spending three days over Christmas with Bella's dad the plan was then to fly back to the England and spend New Year with Alice and Jasper. We would be staying in the capital at some fancy hotel and attending the Secret Agent Ball held there.

This was all Jasper's bright idea; he wanted to impress the girls. Our last New Year's Eve had been spent downing a few beers at home and watching all the Die Hard films, we were hardly the hard partying type.

I will admit though that the thought of Bella as Pussy Galore to my James Bond was more than a little arousing.

Looking out the truck window I marvelled at the scenery, it reminded me a little of the Scottish highlands where I had spent a far bit of childhood visiting my maternal grandparents. The foggy, dank air seemed to swirl in between the dense trees almost like smoke. It had a certain beauty I would admit, very green and mysterious somehow.

We finally entered the town, logging trucks rumbled along the road, it was picturesque and before I knew it we were pulling up outside a white two storey house with a wide porch. The forest behind surrounded the house on either side; it almost seemed to be nestled there in the trees.

'Nice house,' I murmured and Bella nodded softly.

'My grandpa built it.'

Pulling our bags out of the back of the cab I turned and followed Bella up to the front door. The cold, crisp air nipped at my face and I took a deep breath, blowing a cloud of air out on the exhale.

'Dad, dad we're here,' Bella called out as she held open the front door of me.

'In the kitchen Bells,' a gruff voice replied.

Bella turned to me, 'just leave the bags here for now we can sort them out later.' She grabbed my hand and we walked down the hallway into a big kitchen/dining room area.

Bella's father was seated at the kitchen table, his dark eyes raked over me and I could see his eye begin to twitch as he noticed our linked fingers.

For some reason I was suddenly reminded of a Bond villain, only instead of stroking a fluffy, white cat Bella's father was stroking the barrel of a shotgun.

Good job I went to the bathroom at that petrol station just outside the city limits that's all I can say.

Bella was looking at her father with a half exasperated half amused look; she shook her head and turned to me. 'Dad I'd like you to meet Edward, Edward this is my father, Charlie.'

The gun was placed on the table as Charlie Swan stood up, his hand outstretched towards me.

'Nice to meet you Mr Swan.' Thankfully my voice didn't betray the fact I was a little bit terrified of Bella's father.

'Chief,' the man practically growled at me, his quite frankly impressive seventies porn tache vibrating as he spoke.

'I'm sorry?'

'Call me Chief, everyone does, and it's nice to meet you too Edward.'

'Okay Chief.' My hand was then captured by his and I wondered if I would ever regain feeling in my fingers after they were held so tightly I wanted to whimper in pain. The Chief watched my face closely but I managed to keep it impassive even though silently I was screaming 'Ow, Ow, Ow,' like a big girl.

'So you're the guy who has my little girl going all gaga?'

'I hope so, unless Bella has another boyfriend hidden somewhere.' The joke didn't go down too well; the chief frowned at me menacingly.

'You saying my Bella's the kind of girl to cheat?' Shit the growling was back.

'No! Of course not, just a silly joke.' I was waving my hands around like some demented bird in an attempt to placate this very angry man who was going to become my father in law.

Chief Swan's face had turned a mottled red; he looked like a bull ready to charge. I was an academic, someone not used to confrontation, my immediate instinct was to hide – under the table looked a good place.

'Dad, stop being an ass.' Looking at Bella I could tell she was trying not to laugh by the way she was biting her cheek.

'Bella it's a father's job to intimidate and harass the man whose replacing me as the most important man in your life.' Chief Swan gave me an exasperated look and then said, 'it's really nothing personal son, it's just she's my baby girl ...'

I nodded my head, of course I understood. I looked over at my beautiful Bella; I knew how protective I felt about her and could only image what her father was going through.

'Bella is very special,' I murmured as she came over to me, snuggling into my side with a radiant smile on her face.

We had a dinner, some cold cuts and things someone called Sue had dropped off. The bright red blush that stained the Chief's face when he mentioned Sue caused Bella to raise her eyebrow.

'We've been seeing a little bit of each other, aw hell Bella stop looking at me like that, may I remind you who the parent is round here.'

Bella chuckled, 'I'm happy for you dad, Sue's great and the house looks tidier than usual, she must be a good influence.'

'Such sass!' As father and daughter laughed they looked very similar, the same shining brown eyes filled with amusement made me smile.

Fuck me this must be the most uncomfortable couch ever! Turning over I yet again felt a spring digging into my back.

Christ if this is what it's like for Bella when I'm poking her with my erection on a morning then it's a wonder she doesn't hate me.

Although Charlie took the news of our engagement well he still insisted that he would never be okay with the thought of me 'invading' his daughter under his roof.

I knew if I didn't get some sleep soon jet lag was going to hit like a bitch. Suddenly a hand came over my mouth, my girly shriek muffled as I scanned the darkness for my attacker.

'Ssh Edward,' Bella's giggled near my ear.

'What are you doing?' I whisper hissed.

'Well its past midnight and I wanted to wish my fiancé a Happy Christmas.' Lips ran over my brow before fluttering over my cheekbones and finally took my mouth in a slow, tantalising kiss.

All threats from the Chief and his shotgun to my balls went out the window; the only thing I could think about was Bella's warm, soft lips as they ran over my throat and her gorgeous, pliant body that had come to straddle mine.

'So I didn't really get you a gift.' my nipple received a nip which made my already hard cock twitch and throb, shit that felt so good. 'I'm afraid all I have to give is myself.' Bella's tongue was now running down my abs (okay I say abs, more like where abs should be if I had any). She licked down that trail of hair on my tummy and my breathing now was more like a woman in labour.

'Bella you don't ...'

'Oh but I do, Edward.' She used that soft, husky voice that turned my brain to mush. All reason went out the window, it had abandoned ship – Bella's mouth is near my dick.

At the first glide of her tongue over my shaft I threw my hand over my eyes knowing that the mere sight of her mouth on my cock would be enough to send me over the edge.

'Hmm.' Lord have mercy – she hummed and dear god I'm going to come like some adolescent teen with no control whatsoever.'

'Please Bella,' I wasn't sure what I was begging for but suddenly her mouth was gone, that definitely was not what I wanted. Before I could protest though I felt Bella's bare, smooth legs move against mine and then the wet warmth of her kitty engulfed me in one quick stroke.

And a stroke was what I was about to have, because right now I think I may have died and gone to heaven.

'You have to be quiet.' Bella's tongue flicked over my lips before her hot little mouth possessed mine in a passion filled kiss that drove the breath from my body. My hands gripped her hips as I thrust into her hard. I watched her mouth drop open and her eyes close, moving my fingers to her clit I pinched it gently and now it was my turn to stifle Bella's moans with my lips.

The feel of her clenching around me was just too goddamned much and with one final deep, hard thrust I came.

We lay in a sweaty, gasping heap, I didn't even care that that fucking spring was now half buried in my arse. I just felt spectacularly boneless and happy with Bella snuggled into my chest.

A creak on the stairs made us both shoot up, my eyes wide I gave one last, tearful look at my bollocks as I wished them a fond farewell, Stiffening my spine I prepared to face the Chief's wrath.

When nothing else was heard Bella peeked her head out the living room door and then pulled back with her hand covering her mouth, stifling her laughter.

'What's going on,' I hissed.

'I just saw Sue sneaking down from dad's room, that dirty old goat.'

'Well I'm going back to bed.' Bella placed a soft kiss to my lips, her hand trailing down my chest as she moved to leave. 'I love you baby.'

'Love you too and that's definitely going up there as the best Christmas present ever.' Bella's smile turned into a smirk, she was a devil woman no doubt about it.

I curled back up on the hard, uncomfortable couch, no longer really feeling that blasted spring poking me, and fell into a blissful sleep.

A/N this one shot has turned into some kind of holiday extravaganza!

Happy Christmas to everyone and I hope you join me for the New Years Eve update – Edward as a secret agent should be good fun.