So Hey. This is my first fanfic. After being an avid reader and waiter of the Twilight series and after reading tons and tons of great fanfics I have been inspired to write my own, or share my own rather. I decided to do the Honeymoon in Edwards POV. I am fairly certain it hasn't been done before but if it has I am sorry to whomever I am unintentionally copying. I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or the novel or any other important things I'm missing.

Isabella Marie Cullen was my wife. If there were anything to make me off the wall ecstatic this was it. She was legally bound as mine forever, though we had known this far before our wedding. She was everything I had unconsciously been looking for, for over a century. I was whole now that she was mine. I would never have anything any other way.

"Houston," she guessed as we entered the Terminal at the Seattle airport.

"Just another stop on the way," I smiled hugely down at my wife. Wife; I had a newfound fondness for the word and used it as often as I could. Sometimes repeating it in my mind along with Bella's new name. She had been trying to pry where we were going out of me but I refused to tell her, so she settled for guessing every time she saw a new name. We were headed to Isle Esme, a private Island. Carlisle bought it for Esme a few years back on their anniversary and Esme had so graciously loaned it to me for our honeymoon. It was a beautiful Island and I was thoroughly grateful.

I notice Isabella leaning on my side a little heavier than before. I looked down to see the droopy eyelids she fought with all her might to keep open. I chuckled and handed my boarding pass to the seemingly distracted woman at the counter. This woke Bella right up. She snatched the pass out of the womans hand before i could put my hand out, and then with her free arm yanked me down to her lips. I was more than willing to kiss her. Her lips felt amazingly smooth against mine. I chuckled and picked her up carrying her to the plane. She smiled against my lips before pulling back.

"Well love, that was very unlike you."

"Yeah well-FIRST CLASS!!" she turned to glare at me. "Why Edward, why do you do these things to me."

"Isabella it's out honeymoon. I think I have some room to splurge as much as I want."

"No."

"Yes, there is no way we can change it now anyhow." I could have it switched if she so wished it, but she would have to indulge me this time. It was our honeymoon and I would have nothing less than the best for her.

"Yes we can," she insisted. "We can pick a lucky couple to have our seats."

"This is not a game show or the lottery and besides I highly doubt the flight attendants will allow it. You should know that you don't stand a chance against me. I will do this right Bella not only because I want to but because you deserve it. You are my wife now, I come with some perks."

She smiled lightly at me. She leaned up to kiss my neck and whispered ok.

"But we are flying coach on the way home."

"No," I whispered in her ear. "We are not."

We had made it to our seats by now, Bella by the window and I in the aisle. She huffed and leaned her head on the seat. She was curled up in my side fast asleep before the plane even took off.