Alice and I had stayed up until about two chatting about our days in high school and college. We reminisced about everything that had brought us to where we were today.
Alice was the female version of Jacob; she knew everything there was to know about me. She was the sister I always wanted and in a way, she understood my feelings toward Renee better than anyone did. Alice was in a similar situation- her parents were always off on business trips or vacations so she knew somewhat how it felt to grow up quickly, to become an adult before you had to. The only difference was that they checked in and worried about her, whereas Renee rarely did any of those things in my opinion. Apparently, there are people who say otherwise.
No matter how many times I tell Edward, he'll never understand where I'm coming from. He grew up with two parents who are still happily married, who loved him and went to all his games, encouraged him to do well in school and allowed him to be a kid, even when it was time to grow up. He never had to be the one to take care of his mother, he didn't have to be the one writing down due dates for bills and writing checks. He didn't have to go grocery shopping and cook. He didn't get burned constantly because he was too small to be playing with the stove. I had endured those things. Those were the things I should've said at my bachelorette party had the alcohol not made me weak and pulled out my emotional side; the side I preferred to keep buried.
I just hoped that those feelings would not come forth on this day, the day of my wedding. Though Edward was out of the doghouse, the conversation wasn't over. He knew it and I knew it, and for the sake of everyone around us, it'd been pushed to the back of our minds.
I'd become lost in my thoughts and must've fallen back asleep since the next thing I knew, someone was pounding on the door, yelling for us to get up.
"You two are in so much shit if you're still in bed! You're already late for the stylist!"
I popped up, looking towards the nightstand where the clock sat; it was eight-thirty.
Oh fuck. We overslept.
"Alice, get up, we have to go. We're late!" I yelled, a bit hysterical.
"Wha?" she mumbled, rolling away from me.
"Alice Whitlock, get your petite ass out of bed right now!" I exclaimed, shaking her arm.
"Nah, we're good, we've only been sleeping for five min," she claimed, sitting up and looking at the clock. "An hour! Oh my gosh, we're late. Go get in the shower, I'll go see who's at the door and explain. Now go!"
She pushed me out of the bed and I fell flat on the floor, my feet tangling in the bed sheets.
"Ow," I complained but quickly recovered. I didn't have time to whine about hitting my knee on the hardwood floor, I had to shower.
Luckily, I had enough experience in waking up late that I knew how to properly shower in under ten minutes. I didn't have to worry about shaving; I had that taken care of at the spa. I walked out into the bedroom with just a towel wrapped around me to find Rosalie, Leah and Alice sitting on the bed. Both Rosalie and Leah's hair were up in curlers while Alice's was kind of all over the place.
"We need to blow dry your hair, you weren't supposed to get it wet," Alice commented.
"Well, that would have been useful information ten minutes ago," I snapped.
"No need to be all cranky, Bella," Leah said calmly, raising her hands in the air. "Alice was just saying. And even though you two overslept, it's okay. Rod started on Rose and I, and now he and his other stylist is working on Renee and Sue." I gave Leah a look, surprised that Renee was partaking in this morning's ritual. "Esme invited her last night after the dinner." I nodded my head and urged her to continue. "If worse comes to worse, they'll be doing your make-up while your hair is in the dryer. Now, Alice, go shower. Rose and I are going to sneak Bella down to Esme's room. We'll see you down there."
"Okay, sorry, B," Alice apologized as she stood, giving me a hug and then walking into the bathroom.
"Bella, put on some comfortable bottoms and just a bra then we'll walk you down the hall in your bathrobe," Rosalie ordered.
I did as instructed, finding a pair of yoga pants in the bottom drawer of the dresser. As soon as I was dressed, I threw my hair up in the towel to help it dry faster. We then walked into the bathroom and began blow-drying my hair, using two of them- the one I brought and the one that was already in the bathroom. Between the two, we were able to dry my long hair in ten minutes and it wasn't poufy either because Leah kept brushing it down.
I threw on the white robe and the girls led me to Esme's room Mission Impossible style; they had to make sure Edward didn't see me until the ceremony. However, we were caught by Jasper and Carlisle who were bringing in trays of coffee from town. Once behind closed doors, they let go of my arms and sat down in front of the TV.
"She's here, now everyone can breathe a sigh of relief," Rosalie commented, taking Chloe from Esme. "Thanks."
"I'm so sorry I'm late. We got the wake-up call and we both fell back asleep," I explained in one breath.
"Calm down, Bella, everything is alright. You're the only one allowed to be late. The ceremony doesn't start until you arrive," Esme said, easing my stress. "Have a seat at the table. Rod isn't quite ready for you. Have you eaten yet?"
"No, I showered then came down here."
"Okay, let me order you some eggs and bacon, maybe some sausage and toast?" she asked, gauging my reaction.
"That's sounds perfect, Esme. Thank you," I smiled appreciatively.
I took a seat at the table, resting my head in the palm of my hand.
This is not the way to start out this day. I hope this isn't some sort of bad omen.
"Mamma, you're here!" Alexis squealed, running up to me with her arms open wide.
"Hi, baby girl. Are you having fun?" I inquired, wrapping my arms around her little body and instantly feeling joy. I could never feel sad around Alexis; her smile and excitement had a way of making me forget my troubles immediately.
"Yeah, I watch Nene and Sue get their hair done."
Alexis has given Renee a nickname. Great. That really throws a wrench in everything, but I can't blame her. I mean, I did allow them to interact.
"Did you see, Mamma?" Alexis asked.
"See what?" I replied, furrowing my eyebrows.
"No, I didn't. Let's go see what he says." I stood up and walked over to the bouquet with Alexis hot on my heels. I picked up the white envelope, pulled out the folded piece of paper and read:
Not talkin' 'bout a year
no not three or four
I don't want that kind of forever
in my life anymore
forever always seems
to be around when it begins
but forever never seems
to be around when it ends
so give me your forever
please your forever
not a day less will do
from you
Our forever starts today, beautiful.
Can't wait to see you all dressed in white.
Love Always and Forever ;)
Edward
I smiled, folding the piece of paper and putting it back; the butterflies fluttered in my stomach as I counted the hours down in my head. I went to grab my phone, but remembered that I didn't have it. I left it on the nightstand in my rush to get over here.
"Can one of you text Alice and tell her to bring my cell phone and the gifts with her?" I asked the room. Leah offered to do it.
"What did it say, Momma?" Alexis inquired.
"Oh, honey, it's something special between your dad and me."
She looked as if she was going to protest, but then she shrugged and ran off to sit with Rosalie and Chloe.
Ten minutes later, Alice joined us and I quickly sent Edward a text, thanking him for the flowers and mentioning how I couldn't wait to be Mrs. Bella Cullen.
I ate some food even though my stomach was a ball of knots; I knew I'd just end up getting sick if I didn't eat anything. My skin was crawling with nerves of anticipation and excitement. I waited about an hour before Rod was ready to do my hair, taking a seat and discussing our ideas. Esme had shown Rod my dress as soon as he walked in the door. We decided on loose curls so he immediately started to roll my hair, he then put me in the portable dryer he brought with him where I got a little more shut eye.
It was a morning full of waiting and more waiting. Rod and his assistant finished all of us around one o'clock. My bridesmaids' hair were all done in loose curls then pulled together on the side for a low ponytail that was held together by a merlot-colored flower hair clip that I had bought to match the bouquets; Alice's hair was too short to go in a ponytail so hers was done straight since she didn't look good with curls. Esme and Renee decided to do loose waves, while Sue wore hers straight.
We said good-bye to Rod, even though he was going to be around if we needed any touch ups. As he left, Katie and her assistant, Samantha, walked in the door to start our make-up. Since they wanted mine to be the freshest, I'd been told to wait until last. Renee opted to do her own make-up and left with a small wave.
She and I chatted briefly while I was getting my hair done. Well, she mainly talked and I listened, but I did ask questions here and there. She told me about her wedding to Charlie. How he wore the same suit he'd worn to prom while she donned a white sundress she borrowed from a friend. She explained that she had a case of cold feet the morning of, but the ice melted the minute Charlie picked her up. Hearing about their wedding day and how suave Charlie had been put a smile on my face. It also explained why they weren't together anymore. He always did love her more than she loved him.
You'd have thought I'd be used to the waiting game by now, seeing as I was in Leah's, Sue's and Alice's weddings, but I still hated this part. I just wished it was five-thirty and I was standing in front of Edward, but instead I was watching Enchanted with Alexis, Chloe and William, the latter two not having a clue as to what was going on.
Throughout the morning, Edward and I continued to text back and forth; he was keeping me up to date on what was going on in Emmett's room while I sent him pictures of Alexis getting ready for the day. I had to do it on the sly; otherwise, Alice would've taken my phone away.
Are you getting nervous? Any cold feet? Hehe xo B
Are you kidding me? I've been waiting to marry you since the day you told me you loved me.
There you go with that cheesiness again. :) I sent the text then I opened another message and continued typing. How do you do it? How do you always say the things that put butterflies in my stomach? You make me want to leave this room to come find you. I don't care if I'm not all done up and I'm wearing a robe. I just want to spend the rest of my life with you. I felt the moisture pool in the bottom lid.
Just a robe?
One-track mind. I shook my head as I hit send.
Sorry, just wanted to stop those tears from falling. That's not what I meant to do. And you can't ruin another fantasy of mine...seeing you in your white dress, walking towards me, exchanging vows, kissing, dancing and then...then undressing you to make love with my new wife.
With each one of his words, I pictured those moments in my head, the last one lingering as I could almost feel his fingers ghost over my skin. I had to stifle a moan and rethink my original plan to change into another dress before leaving for our honeymoon. How could I mess with his fantasy?
You can't tease me like that either, Edward.
"Bella! Are you texting Edward?" Alice yelled from the make-up chair.
"Um, no," I lied badly.
Mayday, mayday, I've been caught. Must go before the pixie kills me. Love you, see you soon, future husband. xo
Oh, shit, just give me the signal and I'll send Jasper for reinforcement. Love you, too. Looking forward to it, future wife. xo
"Isabella Marie, you are in deep…do-do. You're so lucky I can't get up right now to take that away," she scolded, using safe words around the kids.
"It was all innocent, Ally. I was just checking to make sure he's going to show up," I joked, placing my phone on the coffee table.
"I'd be making sure you're going to show up, Bella. You're the reason you two aren't married yet. He was waiting for you to come around," Rosalie commented nonchalantly.
"What do you mean by that, Rose?" I asked taking offense and feeling my heart start to race.
"Just as I said. If you were willing to marry him a year and a half ago, he would've. Even on your Forks trip for your birthday, he was ready to pop the question. He told Emmett that he was going to ask your dad for permission. He waited another year before anything happened."
"Rose!" Esme chided.
"He said he was waiting to find the right ring and waiting for the right time," I responded, confused.
"Bella, he had the ring sitting in his drawer since Easter. He didn't think you were ready until Charlie's wedding, but he couldn't ask you then because that was their day. Then he figured he'd wait until September, until the day you two met, the day that changed both your lives, knowing that it'd be the most memorable for you two blah, blah, blah. For some reason, y'all are all about the memories and wanting something to be meaningful."
"Are you telling me that Emmett didn't do that with you?"
"No, not really," she shrugged. "We were at a Marlins game and I said something off the wall that made him stare at me. Then he just blurted it out 'marry me'. He didn't have a ring; he didn't get down on one knee, nothing traditional. I said yes and together we went ring shopping."
"Well, Rose, everyone is different. That's your story and this is ours. Plus, you and Emmett have been together since high school, your circumstances were much different."
"Stop it, Rose," Esme chastised. "I mean it."
"Bella, what matters most is that you're here now, and in a couple of hours, you're going to be marrying Edward. It doesn't matter how long it's taken you two to get here. You both have forever after today to make up for any time you think you may have lost," Sue said, taking a seat next to me. "Not all of us are lucky enough to meet the person we're meant to be with when we're in high school or college. You and Edward have had a rough two years and out of that, six months of it was spent dancing around each other. I'm sure if you asked him, he'd say he doesn't regret a single day over the last two years, even the rough ones because it all has brought you here. Okay?"
I smiled as she wiped the tears from my cheeks.
"I know," I nodded.
"I didn't mean to offend you, Bella. Edward loves you, that's obvious. Please, don't let my stupid mouth get to you," Rosalie apologized, resting her hand on my shoulder. "I'm just cranky from Chloe being up half the night."
"It's just that we've been through so much and I was scared of ruining it because we were moving so fast and then there was Alexis to think about. I mean, I don't have the best track record when it comes to relationships. While Edward was apprehensive in the beginning, I was all about it and then when things started to get going, we switched places. It's funny how that happens," I paused, smiling as I thought about our journey. "When he was ready to get married, I wasn't because we had just moved in together, then when I was ready to get married…it wasn't the most opportune time. Our hearts and our heads were constantly trying to catch up to each other, but now they're finally on the same page." I stopped to grab a tissue that Sue was holding out for me. "Finally, and I don't need you to tell me that I've wasted time, Rose. Because while we may not have been married, we were together, growing as a family, and that's all that matters to me. Having his last name is just an added bonus."
I looked around the room at the five women I loved and cared about even if one of them just pissed me off. Rosalie looked guilty and apologetic, and the rest of them stared at me in understanding and awe. The room was silent except for the movie and it lasted quite a few minutes until Alice broke it.
"I understand, B. I mean Jazz and I were together for years before he popped the question. But I wouldn't trade a single day of our time together to be engaged sooner because once you say 'I do' you have the added pressure from the parents to start popping out children," she explained, offering some reassurance. "I'm going to miss the days of it being just Jasper and I, carefree."
I stood up and took a seat next to Alice. I sat there for a second before her last sentence dawned on me.
"Ally, are you?" I questioned, furrowing my brows.
Her stoic face slowly changed to a huge smile and she nodded excessively. I squealed, throwing my arms around her and interrupting Katie's work.
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"This week is all about you. I was going to tell you when you got back from your honeymoon."
"Alice, dear, how far along are you?" Sue asked, joining the conversation.
"Three months as of this past Friday," she beamed.
Congratulations and more hugs were offered to Alice, who was glowing now that the news was out. She then made us all promise not to say anything about it for the rest of the night. I promised, well, at least until Edward and I were alone. He'd be just as happy for them as I was. However, I may have to sneak in a congratulations to Jasper at some point in the night.
About two hours later, I was pacing around Esme's room. My hair was curled and properly pinned and my make-up was on; all that was left to do was put on my dress and shoes, but it was still a little too early to do that. So, I asked Leah, Rosalie and Alice to join me outside so that I could give them their gifts.
"Now, I know this morning hasn't been the best and we've been snapping and bitching at each other. But at the end of the day I wouldn't want a better group of women standing by me as I marry the man I love. Each of you had something to do with getting me here today and there aren't enough ways for me to say thank you. Just know that I love you three," I said, proud of myself for not crying through my little speech.
They expressed words of love in return as I handed them their presents. I had decided to get them jewelry that would go with their dress- a sterling silver bead necklace. The girls almost made me cry when they shed tears of joy and happiness about the day; the matters from the early morning had left our minds. I hugged them before they left me to go change and I was then joined by Esme and Sue.
"You are two amazing women and I'm very grateful to have you both in my life. You've taken me under your wings and loved me as if I was your own, much as I've done with Alexis. I've learned to be a better mother to her through you guys."
"You're a natural, Bella," Sue smiled, patting my hand.
I shook my head and held out their bags. I watched them open the boxes slowly, their eyes widening as they gazed at their gifts. I had found out that they were both wearing pastel colors- Esme was to wear pink and Sue was planning to wear yellow, which was why I chose a sterling silver necklace with a freshwater pearl dangling at the end.
"It's beautiful, Bella. Thank you, sweetheart," Esme said, giving me a hug.
"It's just a small token of my appreciation."
"Me next?" Alexis asked, sticking her head out the door.
We all laughed at her eagerness and I nodded my head for her to sit in my lap. Esme and Sue left us to chat alone.
"You know that you and your dad are the best things to have happened to me right?" I asked as she twirled a strand of my hair around her finger.
"Yes. I tell Daddy the same thing about you."
"You have his charm," I snorted. "Alexis, I want to make sure that you're okay with everything that is going to happen today."
"Yes, Mamma. Today, you sign the papers. Daddy says you make it legal."
"That's right. I'm going to adopt you today, which means from this day forward I will legally become your mother. I will never let you forget your mom because without her you wouldn't be here..."
She placed her small hands on my cheeks and smiled softly up at me.
"I don't member her, Mamma. I see picturds, Daddy say I look like her, but you are my mom, always."
"You are too sweet, baby girl," I responded as the dam that was holding the tears at bay broke and the tears slid down my cheeks. "And you are way too smart to be a girl who is only going to be turning six. Too smart. Okay, enough sappiness, let me pull out your present."
I opened up the box and let her pick up the bracelet I bought her- it was a sterling silver bead bracelet. It matched the bridesmaids' gifts perfectly.
"It's pretty."
"I'm glad you like it. Now, let's get back inside. I think it's time for us to put on our dresses so we can take pictures. I know how much you enjoy being in the spotlight."
She shrieked as she jumped off my lap and led the way inside. I was ushered into Esme's bedroom to put on my wedding gown. My wedding gown. Just saying those words caused a fresh batch of butterflies to flutter in the pit of my stomach. I gasped at the unexpected feelings and held onto my stomach, hoping to get them to settle.
I sat on the bed, closing my eyes and focusing on the prize at the end. Edward, my Edward, would bewaiting for me at the end of the aisle in a matter of hours.
"Shall we get you dressed?" Esme asked, holding up my gown.
I opened my eyes slowly and blew out a breath of fresh air as I stood up. I noticed the photographer standing in the doorway with a camera covering her face. She lowered it and offered a small smile before putting it back in place and clicking away. Even though I wasn't that comfortable with having my picture taken while getting dressed, I pushed the unease away. I shed my robe and stepped into the gown, waiting to take my bra off until I could hold the dress to my chest. Once Esme had zipped, buttoned and tied up the back, I tugged my pants down. She gasped, bringing her hands to her mouth as I flared out the skirt and pulled up the bodice so that my girls were not pouring out.
"You're breathtaking, Bella. Simply breathtaking," she complimented, tears filling her eyes.
"Thank you," I grinned, pulling on the lace jacket.
"Oh, gosh, I didn't think I'd ever be able to see this day," someone gasped.
I turned my head to see Renee standing in the doorway and I heard a quiet click. She was dressed in a simple navy blue dress that hit just below her knee. She looked pretty.
If it were possible, the sound of crickets would be heard chirping in the room. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to say to her. The truth was I didn't want to say anything to her for fear it would start a never-ending conversation. I didn't understand why she was back here.
"I wasn't going to show up here, but I have something for you. Actually, it's from your grandmother."
I nodded my head, gesturing for her to walk in. She gnawed at her lip as she approached with a gray velvet box in her hand.
"I was told to give this to you on your wedding day. If it weren't for Edward, I would've mailed it to your father to give to you." I took the box from her and opened it slowly. Inside sat a gorgeous diamond ring with two pear shaped sapphires on either side.
"She left it to be passed down to you in her will, but only to be given on your wedding day. She always did have crazy stipulations like that."
"Thank you, Renee." I took it out and slipped it on my right ring finger.
"Now, you have something old and blue," she smiled. "Her mother gave it to her when she got married and wanted this ring to be handed down to each generation of Hampton women. So, today, I pass it on to you."
Even though I already had my something old, courtesy of Edward's grandmother, it warmed my heart to have a piece of my family with me. Grandma Hampton was a little strange and strict, but she always meant well.
"And the dress is your something new," Esme winked.
"Now, they say something borrowed should be from a happily married woman," Sue chimed in, joining us. "And seeing as I'm happily married for the second time in my life, it's only fitting that I let you wear these today." She held out a fist and then opened it when my hand was under hers, a pair of diamond crisscrossed hanging earrings falling into my palm. "Harry saved for an entire year to buy these for me for our first anniversary."
"I'm going to be dripping in ice because of you ladies. Thank you for all of these gifts. I was worried I'd be borrowing a garter belt. I wasn't all about that," I commented, scrunching my nose and making them laugh.
"Bella, can I get some shots of you outside?" the photographer inquired. "The sun is at a great height at this hour."
"Sure," I nodded.
"Okay, well, I'll leave you all to finish up. I'll see you at the ceremony, Bella." Renee moved to give me a hug, but when I stiffened, she opted to go with a small wave. I watched her leave the room.
I felt as if everyone was waiting for me to stop her, tell her to stay and take photos with us, but I couldn't. While, I appreciated the gift, even though it was rightfully mine, I wasn't ready for that. So, I just let her leave.
I put on the earrings, pulled on a new garter, strapped on my shoes and walked out into the other room all while the camera persisted. My bridal party was waiting for me in the other room, fully dressed. While I stared at them, loving how everyone's outfit complimented each other, they gazed back at me with tear-filled eyes.
"You all can't cry because then I'll cry and mess up my make-up. Katie and Sam are going to kill all of us," I guffawed, swiping a tear before it could run.
"Oh, they should have known better and stayed in here with us," Leah said, waving off my comment and drying her face with a tissue.
The photographer didn't give us much time to fawn over each other's looks; she definitely meant business when she ushered – pushed – me outside. She took photos of me on the balcony with the trees and the water in the background. It was a beautiful, warm day and I reveled in the beauty of the scenery; even at times forgetting that my picture was being taken.
Then, one by one, I took pictures with my bridesmaids, William, Alexis and Chloe, Esme, Sue, and then various group shots before we moved back inside to take some mock shots. I was told to stand in front of the bathroom mirror and reapply my lip-gloss then fluff my hair. She also took multiple pictures of Esme placing the comb of the veil in my hair. I could see Alice through the mirror, glancing at the clock and tapping her foot.
"We really need to go," Alice huffed.
"Yes, dear, just a couple more," the photographer said, waving Alice off.
I was then ushered into the main room to take some more photos.
About thirty minutes later, Alice looked as if she was ready to punch somebody and I was getting antsy from posing so much. Alice's pacing was getting on my nerves as well.
"If we are not downstairs in five minutes, her fiancé is going to storm his ass up here and hurt you for making her late to her own wedding," she growled.
"Okay, okay," the photographer rolled her eyes, taking another picture. "Let's head out the door ladies."
I quietly thanked God and the powers of Alice, and then walked to the door. Esme and Sue were both waiting there with our bouquets. I grabbed mine and slipped my engagement ring in between the ribbon. I wanted to make sure that Edward's grandmother was with us today since my grandmother now was as well. I followed Leah and Rosalie out the door and down the hall, Alice trailing behind me and holding my train. The photographer continued to click away as we made our way to the elevators and took the trip to the third floor.
People around us stopped what they were doing and watched as we passed by. I had to stop a couple of times as my veil got stuck under someone's foot, pulling my head back. After the fourth time, I just wrapped it around my arm.
We made it to the Falls Terrace Room where the reception would be held and outside on the balcony the ceremony. The normally exposed windows were currently covered with curtains so that Edward and our guests couldn't see me. We all lined up at the door to the deck as the wedding coordinator directed.
I could faintly hear the music filtering in through the closed doors and the butterflies were suddenly back. I closed my eyes, willing them to flutter away, but they seemed to be pretty satisfied with their current home. I felt someone grab my hand and pat it. I opened my eyes to look into the chocolate brown ones of my father.
"You're simply gorgeous, Bella," Charlie complimented before clearing his throat.
"Don't, Dad," I laughed. "You're going to make me cry."
"Okay, sorry," he apologized, rolling his eyes.
"Alright, ladies and gentleman. It's showtime," the wedding coordinator announced, opening the doors.
The music grew louder and the sounds of the falls could now be heard. The two mixed together reminded me of the ambience of a spa and those thoughts did wonders to ease my nerves.
Edward is waiting at the end of the aisle. Edward is out there in a tux.
Thinking of him and wanting to see him dressed up, I started bouncing on the balls of my feet, eager to get to him.
"Calm down there, Tigger. We'll be walking down that aisle soon enough," Charlie chuckled.
"It's just that…I'm ready. I've been a ball of nerves on and off all day, but standing here, hearing the music, the falls and realizing who's out there, it's my forever," I beamed.
"We both have our happily ever after, sweetie." He hooked my hand around his upper arm and waited with a smile on his face, humming to the music.
Esme and Sue both walked down the aisle together and took their seats in the front row. Rosalie went next with Chloe in her arms instead of a bouquet; Leah followed carrying both hers and Rosalie's flowers. Alice offered a wink before walking out the doors and rounding the line of chairs out of my eyesight. Alexis grabbed William's hand and together they walked away slowly.
"Ready?" Charlie asked.
"Yes," I nodded as the coordinator pulled my veil over my face.
The music changed and we walked out the doors into the sunshine, which was a mirror of my mood. I felt the need to look for Edward right away but instead opted to look at the transformation the terrace had taken in less than twenty-four hours. They couldn't have done a better job with all the flowers and vines hanging from the tent and along the railing and the chairs. Turning the corner, I briefly eyed the arch, which was decorated with black fabric and dark red roses before turning my attention to the love of my life. His hair surprisingly looked tamed, parted on the side and laying smoothly on his head. I had the sudden urge to run my hands through it, though. His smile was wide; you could see the happiness written all over his face. He was dressed in black with a white button-down shirt and his hands sat loosely in his pants pockets. He was a picture of ease. I watched him drop his head then look back up, shaking it but his smile never faltered. He removed his hands and clasped them together in front of him, his fingers twitching.
After what felt like an eternity, we reached him and Edward stepped forward as Charlie lifted my veil, kissing my cheek. He then shook Edward's hand and passed me off to my fiancé. As I took him in, I noticed his eyes were a bit watery and one tear had slipped down his cheek. I lifted my right hand and swiped it away.
"You look exquisite, Bella," he said softly.
I felt the blush warm my cheeks as we turned toward the minister while Alice smoothed out my veil behind me.
"We all know why we're here. It's to celebrate the joining of two lives, of two people who have seen their ups and downs, but together have come out on top. I don't want to bore you all with Edward and Bella's story because you all know it and we all know that these two are just dying to get to the kissing part," the minister teased.
We all laughed because it was true. It looks like the minister isn't so uptight today, thankfully.
"Edward and Bella, please turn towards each other and hold hands," he instructed.
I gave Alice my bouquet and placed my hands in Edward's palms; his left thumb rubbed over the ring Renee gave me while his other thumb moved over my bare finger. He gave me a questioning look and assuming he was wondering where his grandmother's ring was I mouthed 'bouquet'. He nodded his head in understanding.
"Repeat after me, Bella."
We recited our vows one after the other, then exchanged rings. Once again, I went first and I twirled the ring at an angle so he could see the inscription on the inside- Edward Anthony Cullen Forever. He nodded as I slid the jewelry on his finger. He did the same thing to show me the inscription- Isabella Marie Cullen Forever.
I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from crying. I was doing so well, not shedding one tear so far during the ceremony, but seeing Cullen attached to the end of my name was about to send me over the edge. As soon as the ring was on my finger, I grasped his hand, squeezing it tightly.
"Now, before I make the final announcement, Edward and Bella have a little surprise for their daughter, Alexis. Go ahead, you two."
We motioned for Alexis to join us and we both knelt down to her level.
"Alexis," I started. Yeah, this is going to send me over the edge, not the inscription. "I think you tried harder than anyone to bring your dad and me together. I'll never forget that first night when you asked if I could come home with you both."
"You colored with me and fed me. You made me feel safe," she mentioned.
"I was just happy I got you to stop crying," I laughed. "You became my little shadow after that. You're a wonderful little girl and I'm so thankful that you want me to be your mom," I said while becoming choked up. "I love you, baby girl."
"I love you, too," she replied, getting teary eyed.
"Alexis, we promise to love, cherish, protect, encourage, and nurture you," Edward and I vowed in unison.
"Even as we try to grow this family, you will always be our number one. This family is not complete without you," Edward assured her.
"You always said I was the missing puzzle piece. Well, Lex, that may be true, but we wouldn't be complete without you. And to make sure you never forget that, your dad and I have a gift for you." I looked to Edward who pulled a small bracelet out of his pocket.
"We love you, Alexis," Edward said, putting the bracelet around her wrist.
She pulled us both into one hug and we reciprocated the gesture. Edward stood up then held his hand out to help me. Carlisle stepped forward with a folded up piece of paper and a pen. The adoption papers. The judge we invited for this purpose stood up as Edward and I signed our names on the bottom line, making it official. I am now Alexis Grace Cullen's mother. Alexis hugged me tightly with a tear stained face before taking her seat.
We then returned our attention to the minister ready to hear the words.
"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, by the power invested in me by the state of Washington, I present to you for the first time Mr. and Mrs. Edward Cullen. Edward, you may now kiss your bride."
"Come here, beautiful," he smirked.
I slowly stepped closer to him and wound my arms around his neck, his hands settling on my lower back. He bent his head slightly and licked his lips as I tilted mine and pushed up on my toes to meet him. Our lips touched, Edward's pressing softly against mine. It wasn't enough for me though; it'd been eighteen hours since I last felt them. I tightened my hold on him, pulling him closer as my right hand threaded through the back of his hair.
"Yeah, Bella, ow, ow!" Emmett hollered.
Edward got the hint, strengthening his hold around me and parting his lips slightly to intensify the kiss. While there was plenty of passion, we kept it PG. Maybe a little open mouth, but no tongue.
We parted after nearly a minute but remained in each other's arms. My lips prickled from the lingering kiss.
"Are you going to carry her down the aisle like that?" the minister asked with a glint in his eye.
"Ya know, I just might," Edward winked before releasing me. I held onto his bicep and leaned my body against his side.
"Thank you, everyone. This concludes our ceremony," the minister announced as the music began to play. "Ladies and gentlemen, if you would please head inside for the reception. Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, please proceed down the aisle."
Once Alice handed me the bouquet, Edward and I walked down the aisle as a newly married couple. The photographer asked us to wait outside to take more pictures. I huffed and Edward chuckled, encompassing me in his arms. The rest of our wedding party joined us while our guests headed inside for cocktails and appetizers.
Our reception was one we'd never forget. From the opening dance number with our family and friends, our first dance as husband and wife. The toasts, the food, Emmett serenading us, and my own husband serenading me. To the cutting of the cake and throwing of the bouquet and garter. It was a night filled with plenty of laughs, tears and memories, all captured on film.
The party was still going by the time Edward and I had to leave. We had a plane to catch in Seattle. We said our goodbyes to our loved ones; I even said a polite farewell to Renee. Alexis threw a mini tantrum as she walked with us out to the limo with our parents. She didn't want us to leave for a whole week, but Charlie was able to help us out by offering for her to spend the following weekend with him and Sue in Forks.
"I already miss seeing you in your dress, however this one let's me enjoy your legs," he mentioned, running his right hand over my lower thighs which rested over his right leg. My body hummed under his touch.
"I wanted to wear the gown for you. Yes, I remember your text," I smiled seductively. "But you told me we have a long trip and suggested I change."
He groaned and rested his head against the back of the seat.
"You're gonna make me take you right here in this limo," he revealed, lifting his head to look at me again.
"And that's a bad thing why? I've felt neglected this week Edward," I pouted.
He chuckled as he flicked my protruding lip with his finger.
"And whose fault is that? You're the one who put me in the doghouse and made me wait nearly three days to be inside you. The next night you were drunk and last night we were cockblocked. Believe me, you're not the only one who's been feeling neglected."
"Oh, no, don't blame me. You were the one who..." I began to protest when Edward took my hand and pressed it down against his crotch. I could feel his cock harden under my touch.
I added pressure and massaged the area, giving him a little friction; his arousal was evident on his face. I bit my lip and continued to stare into his eyes as I undid his pants and slowly slid my hand below the waistband. I wrapped my hand around him, watching his eyes close and his mouth open.
"Ah," he exhaled.
He was warm, thick, and ready. My thumb grazed over the tip, circling and spreading the pre-cum. I stroked his cock in a steady rhythm faltering once when I felt his hand slither under my skirt and his fingers met my wet sex. He growled, realizing I wasn't wearing any panties, but then he got a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
"My sexy vixen of a wife is back I see," he commented, inching his face closer to mine.
I shuddered when I felt his fingers glide up and down, teasing me. Just when I thought I was going to have to beg, he slipped two fingers inside and moved them slowly, torturing me.
Taunting me. Well, two can play that game.
I caressed his length at the same agonizing pace he set.
"Isabella," he said through gritted teeth. He narrowed his eyes and I smiled innocently, leaning forward and ghosting my lips against his before pulling back.
Sighing, caving, Edward, who I was pretty sure was close to release, circled my clit with his thumb and increased his movement. My hips lifted on their own accord and I whimpered from the growing tension.
I quickened my pace of ministrations, feeling him grow harder in my hand.
"Yes, Bella. Just like that, keep doing that," he requested, mumbling. "It feels so good. So close."
I know.
His head lolled back against the seat again and I couldn't take my eyes off of him as I watched him get closer to climax. His breaths became labored and I realized mine did as well because his fingers were moving with a new fierceness.
"Mm," I cried, trying to focus on his pleasure.
"Faster," we breathed in unison.
We both quickened our pace and I moaned as he added more pressure to my bundle of nerves. My head tipped back and I chanted his name softly. I mustered up the strength to stare at him just as he grunted, twitched and then came undone. I always enjoyed watching him orgasm.
Edward's touch wavered only briefly before he continued. I was so close to the edge and I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. He curled his fingers and I cried out his name, "Edwa-" The last syllable inaudible.
Edward rested his cheek on the top of my head once I came down from the high and we didn't move until our breaths were back to normal. He was the first to move, leaning over me to grab a couple of tissues to clean both of us. Snuggling back into his side, I curled my legs underneath my bottom and cupped his cheek.
"Dr. Cullen," I breathed, pressing my lips to his softly.
"Mrs. Cullen," he mumbled, pulling my head closer and kissing me languidly.
We continued to make out off and on, simply enjoying the feel of each other's lips and tongue for quite a while. When we were about an hour out, I drifted off to sleep.
I was barely functional when Edward woke me up when we arrived at the airport. I held onto his hand, letting him lead me through the baggage check-in, security and then onto the plane. I heard something about a flight to Venice with connecting flights in Cincinnati and somewhere else before I fell back into dreamland.
Hm, we're going to Florida. Oh God, if this is a trip to visit Renee, I'm going to shoot him.
"Venice, Italy!" I squealed, dropping my bags when we arrived at our next gate in Cincinnati. "I can't believe you're taking me to one of the most romantic cities in the world."
"It's all you've been talking about, love," Edward chuckled as I wound my arms around his back.
"Thank you, baby," I said, tilting my head up and puckering my lips.
"Oh, it will be my pleasure, believe me." He slowly dropped his head and touched his lips to mine as his arms encircled my waist.
It was after nine in the morning on Monday when we arrived at Marco Polo International Airport. Though I was excited to be in Italy for the first time, I really couldn't wait to get to the hotel and shower. I felt disgusting after our twenty-four hour flight. I sat on my suitcase while I waited for Edward to hail a taxi. We rode to Pizzale Roma and from there, we took a motorboat to Hotel Danieli. Edward informed me that it consisted of three beautiful Venetian palaces.
I was taken aback by the elegant gothic structure of the lobby. It reminded me a bit of Hogwarts with the stairs and artwork, but brighter.
After checking in, the bellhop escorted Edward and I to our room on the top floor. The employee opened the door, wheeled in our luggage and unloaded our bags. I attempted to follow, but Edward pulled back on my hand. I looked at him quizzically and he told me to be patient. Edward waited until the young Italian man finished and left to pick me up into his arms and carry me over the threshold. I yelped as I felt my feet leave the ground and my heart flutter, surprised by Edward's move.
"Aw, I'm never going to get over these cheesy gestures. I love you," I said, placing my hands at the back of his head and toying with the wisps on his neck.
"I love you, too," he responded, tilting his head forward for a chaste kiss. "Now, my love, I want you to shower while I order some food."
"Ah, bless you. I really thought you were going to want to have sex right away and I don't feel sexy at all right now. I feel sweaty and just plain icky from the traveling."
"Oh, I want to take you into that bedroom and make love to my wife for the first time, but I'm holding myself back because all you've done since Cincinnati is complain," he teased.
I gasped and slapped his chest lightly, making him laugh. He carried me into the bathroom and dropped me off. Once he brought my suitcase into the room, I kissed him again and closed the door behind him.
The bathroom was fit for royalty with marble everywhere. It wasn't my taste, but I couldn't deny the magnificence of the room.
I placed my hands on the counter and stared at myself in the mirror. Brushing a curl from my face, I caught the sparkle of my two rings in the reflection. I'm married. I'm Mrs. Edward Cullen. I found my one, my Mr. Right. I smiled. Feeling the sudden need to get back to my husband, I quickly turned on the water in the shower and undressed. I stepped under the jets, sighing under the warmth and pressure. I hastily washed my hair and my body; not taking more than ten minutes.
Stepping out, I grabbed a big, fluffy towel off the rack, drying myself off completely before walking over to my suitcase. I unzipped it and pulled out a white baby doll nightgown with black lace over the cups that I had picked up for this day. Well, technically night at the time, but who cares about specifics. I pulled it over my head and awed at how well my boobs looked in the negligee. They were not this perky in the dressing room. Hm, I guess I can't really complain and I know he won't. I brushed my teeth and my hair, letting it fall against my back and shivering when the wet strands hit my skin. I checked myself in the mirror one more time then opened the door. I rolled my bag out into the bedroom and placed it near a door that I assumed was the closet. I didn't see Edward so I walked out into the other room. He was sitting on an antique looking sofa upholstered in green and gold damask, matching four Baroque armchairs.
Since Edward had not noticed me, I tried to wrap my head around the furniture and artwork in the room; it was all so regal. Parts of the Venetian style floor was covered by antique carpets. Hanging from the ceiling were two, I wanted to say 18th century, glass chandeliers. There was a decorative fireplace with an altar-like mantle, and on either side were antique paintings of two royal looking people.
Spinning around to take in the room, I bumped into one of the dark wood tables. Edward turned around with an amused look on his face, which quickly changed as he took in my attire. I watched his eyes darken with lust and his mouth opened slightly. He looked up and down my body and I felt myself become hot under his glance.
Edward stood up, closed the gap between us and wrapped his arms around me. He was still wearing the pair of khakis and stripe polo that he arrived in.
"You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen. It should be illegal for you to look this beautiful. Did you pick this out on your own?"
I nodded and pulled my bottom lip between my teeth, sucking in a breath when his finger trailed along my collarbone and down the side of my arm. His voice was full of desire.
He once again picked me up bridal style and carried me into the bedroom. This time he laid me on top of the bed, which was so massive; my body only took up a quarter of it.
"What size is this?" I inquired, honestly curious.
"Really? You want to talk about the bed size right now?"
"Edward, I barely take up any room," I gestured with my hand.
He sighed, running his hand through his hair, scratching the back of his head and scrunching his nose.
"Well, I think the website said it was two queens turned into one."
"Holy shit! Did you book the suites of all suites or something?"
"No," he lied, avoiding my eyes.
"Edward Cullen, the love of my life, you spoil me," I smiled, fisting his shirt and pulling him down towards me.
His eyes snapped back to mine and I shook my head.
"I will not get mad at any outrageous or outlandish thing you do for me this trip because I know you want to show me the wonders and beauty of Venice. And I'm looking forward to that, but right now, the only thing I want to experience is you," I said seductively.
He dropped his head and brought his lips to mine, kissing me gently and slowly. As his tongue touched mine, my need for him intensified throughout my entire body. He pulled away, but leaned his forehead against mine, our noses nuzzling like Eskimos while his hand skimmed under the silk and wandered up my rib cage.
I cupped his face, continuing to move my nose against his and I drew my left leg up so that my foot was flat on the bed.
"Did you know there is nothing about you that I don't love? Just when I think I find my favorite part of you, I notice something else. First, it was your hair, then it was your lips. Oh, your lips were my favorite for a long time, then it were your hands, your cock, your jaw, your mouth and your tongue, again your lips. In fact, I was just thinking about them and how much I enjoy them on me, kissing me, when I noticed your strong jaw and the little stubble you have growing. I like the way that stubble feels when you're between my legs," I admitted.
Edward's right hand trailed back down my side, resting at my hip as he ground his erection into my arousal.
"I love you, Bella," he whispered against my lips. I dropped my hands to my side as his lips trailed off, placing kisses at the base of my throat and moving affectionately along my collarbone.
He moved lower down my body, peppering kisses along the way over the fabric. He used the tip of his nose to raise the hem up my stomach. I giggled not only because he looked funny doing that but it also tickled. His hands came to my hips where he hooked his fingers in the sides of my panties and slipped them down my legs, grazing my skin with his finger as he did so.
"I can smell how wet you are for me, Bella."
He threw my panties to the side then moved between my legs, spreading them further apart and tracing a finger down the middle of my tender skin. A moan escaped from my lips and I moved to take off the teddie, feeling constricted as my breaths became more quickened under his touch, but Edward tsked against my calf.
"Leave it on for now. I'll get to it," he smirked.
I squirmed as the stubble of his jaw ghosted up my thigh. He stopped at the junction between my thigh and hip and I gasped the moment I felt his lips on my wet folds. He looked up and gave me a sexy, cocky smile before lowering his face again. His tongue played with my clit before entering me.
"Edward," I breathed.
His tongue slipped in and out while his thumb flicked my clit, his other fingers and tongue switching back and forth, sending a fire throughout my entire body. I lifted my hips, meeting his movements until my release came.
When he finished, he crawled his way back up my body and kissed me hard. His tongue danced with mine while his hands took hold of my top and raised it up, setting my breasts free. We parted so he could pull the garment over my head and throw it to the side with my panties. He hovered over me, taking in the sight of my naked body.
"I'll never get tired of looking at you like this. Freshly satisfied," he smirked.
"I'd say I'm more than satisfied. But, mm, I like that look on you too," I mentioned, fisting his shirt again and rolling us over so that I was on top of him.
I knelt over his hips as I dragged his shirt up his body and over his head. I then took my sweet time kissing down his chest, pausing at his nipple. He may have ignored mine, but I want to enjoy every part of him.
I bit it playfully, eliciting a groan from him, a sound that always brought a smile to face. I kissed it gently then switched doing the same thing to the other one while my hips rolled over his confined erection. He growled, frustrated that I was toying with him.
When I'd had enough, I slithered down his body to the waistband of his pants, popping the button and dragging the zipper down. I pulled out his cock, freeing it and letting it stand at full attention. Edward hissed when the cool air hit his member and I used my free hand to push his pants and boxers further down his legs. When I was pleased, I kissed the head before descending on his cock, opening my mouth to encompass him. I looked up at his face, finding his eyes closed and his head tilted back against the pillow. I moved up and down, using my hand to stroke the bottom portion of his shaft utilizing the techniques that he liked the most.
My husband deserved the best.
His hands went to the back of my head, knotting in my locks, but he continued to let me guide. I carried on until he moaned out my name and released into my mouth. He tasted sweet.
Edward curled his hands under my armpits and pulled me up his body so that we were face to face.
"Thank you, love."
"Anytime, husband," I smiled, wiping the sides of my mouth.
"Yes, I am your husband, wife," he commented.
"Edward?"
"Hm?' he hummed, enjoying the feel of my naked body on top of his.
"Is it too soon to want my husband to make love to me?" I asked using what I hoped was my best doe eyed look.
His eyes searched my face while his fingers trickled up and down my back causing me to shiver. I took in a quick breath when he suddenly rolled me onto my back, his weight pressing against my body in the most pleasing way. He made himself comfortable in between my legs and I felt him against my thigh, but he wasn't hard.
We'll just have to work on that.
He cupped my face and then covered my mouth with his. I took his bottom lip in between mine and he nipped at my top one. My hands ran along his back and I arched into him.
Edward lips left mine to move to the valley between my breasts, dragging his tongue between them. He then shifted to my right breast and captured my pert nipple in his mouth while his right forefinger and thumb pinched my left one. I moaned in extreme pleasure, arching once again. I felt him smile and his cock jerk to life.
Hello, again. I smiled.
Edward shifted his hips slightly allowing his cock to graze my clit. I whined in need for him.
"My love," he whispered, lifting his head to stare at me.
Right as I was about to say something in return, he pushed into my wet entrance, sliding in easily, filling me. I gasped, chanting to myself to sustain eye contact.
Every time Edward and I made love, it was like experiencing it for the first time all over again. We fit together perfectly. I hope I never get used to this feeling.
His hand roamed up my neck, taking hold of my jaw, tenderly and he began to move his hips, slowly finding a rhythm. We weren't in any rush, we just wanted to enjoy this moment of being together for the first time as husband and wife.
"You feel amazing, Bella. Always," he breathed in between thrusts.
I met each one his thrusts when I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking my ankles and my arms around his back. When the coils became unbearably tight, he quickened his pace. Our lovemaking was mixed with whimpers, breaths, 'I love yous' and unrecognizable sounds.
I relished in every noise and twitch his body made, assuming he was doing the same by the look in his eyes and the way his hands traveled over my body.
We get to do this forever as husband and wife, I thought when he breathed out 'Mrs. Cullen', which filled my eyes with moisture even though I had heard it all night. My emotions were always the most raw in this state.
Edward pumped faster and faster, moving his hand to my clit to massage it with his finger. The combination was what I needed; my hold on him tightened and I felt my walls clamp around his hardened member. I cried out his name as everything pushed out of me. His thrusts persisted until he jerked one last time and his release followed, filling my body in a whole new way now that I was off the pill. He collapsed on top of me, burying his head in the crook of my neck and pressed his lips against my sweat-covered skin.
"I love you, Edward. Forever," I said to him.
"Forever, my love, forever" he replied.
