It was done. Surprisingly, Charlie received the news of our engagement much better than I thought he would. I suppose he had finally accepted the fact that Edward and I were a package deal and that this was bound to happen someday – whether he liked it or not. Of course, there was still tension in the air whenever the word "wedding" was mentioned, but all-in-all, Charlie seemed almost . . . happy about the whole thing.
I glanced again at the ring on my finger; still not use to it being there even after a week.
"Mrs. Bella Cullen." I whispered, testing the name on my lips for the hundredth time that night. I smiled a small smile. I liked the sound of that much more than I cared to admit. I twisted me hand a bit, making the diamonds catch the rare light of dusk shining through my open bedroom window. The ring really was beautiful.
Cold arms wrapped around my waist, taking me by surprise. My heartbeat quickened as Edward lightly kissed my neck.
"Admiring your ring again, love?" he whispered in my ear.
It took me an embarrassingly long moment to catch my breath before I could respond.
"It's just so beautiful. It's almost hard to get use to."
"I hope you will. I would hate to have to face your wrath if I was to buy you a new one," he joked.
"Don't worry. In two weeks, I'll have all eternity to get use to it." I could feel Edward stiffen behind me at the mention of the quickly approaching date. All of a sudden, I was flipped around so that we were now face to face. I gasped softly, still surprised by his sheer swiftness.
"Bella, are you sure this is what you want? Don't you want to have a honeymoon, or more time with your parents, or even a month at college rather then turning into a vampire two days after you're married? Please, for my sake, think about it! Just give me a week after we're married so we can go on a honeymoon. Please, Bella."
I stood there, slightly shocked at his request. I had never really considered going on a honeymoon. I was too consumed with the thought of marriage and not what could happen after – besides becoming a vampire, or course. The thought of going somewhere exotic was tempting, and for a brief moment, my head was filled with visions of Edward and I in Australia on a private beach. Him, sparkling in the light with no fear of being seen, and I, soaking up the nearly forgotten sun. But I pushed the thought away and firmly shook my head no. "I'm sure, Edward. There is only one thing I want before I'm changed and that's you. We can go on a honeymoon sometime after I'm changed and it's safe. I want to do this, Edward. The sooner the better."