We had given ourselves two years to experience the delicious anguish that came with planning a wedding. I still remembered the day he proposed to me, and how I said I was ready.

After I thought about it, I wasn't ready, but who is ever ready for marriage?
Jacob and I both had different ideas for the wedding. If I had it my way it would be a small wedding, with witnesses including Jacob's immediate family and a few close friends, in Las Vegas. I was never really into the big white wedding, wearing a dress that cost thousands of dollars, surrounded by people that I hardly knew.

Jacob wanted a big wedding. He wanted the entire reserve to be involved. He tried to convince me it was "tradition" and the entire reserve would be "offended" and "old habits die hard". He also wanted to invite people from Forks, including the Cullen Covenant. After my near-death, almost-being-turned-into-a-vampire incident, the La Push pack and the Cullen Covenant had resolved their problems to become friends instead of enemies. Jacob also said that they would be deeply offended if we didn't invite them to the wedding.

Okay, so the Cullens I could handle, but the rest of the reserve?

Personally, I didn't believe any of the bullshit he was feeding me. The reserve would go along just fine without going to some stupid wedding.

After a year or so of "discussing" the type of wedding we wanted, Jacob promised me the best surprise of my life if we did things his way.

I could wear a big white dress and put up a few decorations for that right?
Wrong.

I told Jacob that I wanted to wait to be married until I turned eighteen so we, rather I, didn't have to ask permission from Sam. Jacob bought it, though we both knew he'd say yes in a heartbeat.

Still, Jacob had a compromise for everything. He agreed willingly as long as we would get married the day after I turned eighteen. He didn't want to wait another heartbeat to marry me and be with me the rest of our lives.

The thought of being with Jacob for an eternity plus some made me both excited and nervous. I was still young, still very immature, and I didn't know if I was ready for the responsibilities that being married gave me. I still wanted to go to college, but Jacob promised me we'd go right after the wedding, and I wasn't ready to have a child just yet. Jacob was.

Jacob couldn't wait to have a child with me. He said it would be the greatest honor of his life to have a child born by me. I didn't really share the same enthusiasm he did.

Never the less, I knew this marriage would work out perfect. We loved each other, and that was all that counted.

I wanted to be with him forever.