Okay, Lily-Ride-Cullen here!!! this is my first FAnFic!!! yay!!!
Anyways this is set after breaking dawn, a few months after the end... i think...
Correct me if i have any errors or it dosn't make sense (what can i say, it makes sense in my head!!!)
And please please review!!! i have only got one review so far... thats really got me down...
mind you it is the first chappy so i forgive you guys!! lol.
Hope you Like it
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Lily-Ride-Cullen
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The clear blue water shimmered in the mid-day sun. So did the creature beside me. We stood still as only vampires and statues could, breathing lightly and quietly.
I turned to my side to wrap both my arms around his sparkling waist. The muscles on his chest looked deadly as I ran my hand across them. A slight shudder ran through him. I looked up into his golden butterscotch eyes, amazed that I could get that kind of reaction from his body. Just by touching him. Edward stared down at my golden amber eyes, looking at me in wonder, rainbows dancing off each others skin. My eyes had still not fully turned to the normal, vegetarian-vampire eyes, my human blood slowly draining away but not gone yet. It was taking a lot longer than usual. Whereas Edward had said a few months, seven months later they were still an amber-y scarlet colour. Of course, Edward just had to have a theory on that, which was that my human blood had been so potent and strong that it would take longer. I always had to be something other than normal.
If the moment had not been so perfect I would have sighed in frustration. Along with my human blood and the red tint of my eyes, my strength was also slowly going. Not completely, just a little less than I was used to. I could still lift and crush things without even thinking about it. I could still beat Emmet at an arm-wrestling match. And I still needed to be careful so as not to break Edward in half, as I would hold him down to kiss him. (I was glad I could still do that!) It just took a little more effort and concentration.
Edward lifted a hand and stroked my face gently, his golden eyes melting. But I didn't want gentle. I grabbed his face roughly, struggling to remember that I had to be careful with my strength. He put his hand on the small of my back, not at all gently this time, and pulled me towards him. His lips met my lips with an intense passion, his cool tongue running over mine. I pulled my face down so I could kiss his throat. I could feel his lips pressing into my hair.
"After seven months, you'd think I would not expect your human reactions, but I still do, time and time again." Edward whispered against my hair.
"Would you rather I still had them?" I murmured softly, around kissing his throat.
"Not if the scent came with it," he laughed. "Because then I wouldn't be able to do this"
He shoved his face back up against mine, our lips synchronised in a compilcated dance. They made rhythmic patterns with each other, our faces fitting together like puzzle pieces
We broke apart, breathing raggedly, our foreheads pressed together. Our breathing slowed, concentrating on each of the others breath. A cough came from behind us.
"Not interrupting something, are we?" A voice said from behind us, stifling laughter.
we looked up to see Jacob and Renesmee, hand in hand, both grinning cheekily. I detangled myself regretfully from Edward, a little embarrassed of my daughter seeing this.
"Mommy, let me show you something!" Renesmee sang. She bounded right up into my arms and pressed her soft warm hand to my cheek. My head filled with vivid colours, patterns and shapes; a bright blue eel, an orange crab with big black pincers, a rainbow variety of fish, a speckled green plant, an aquarium the size of a bird bath.
"I see Jacob showed you the rock pools" I said smiling.
"Yes, they are all so pretty! Some of the fish came right up to me!"
She turned her head towards Edward and leapt into his open arms. She placed her hand on his face to show him what she had just showed me, event though he had just seen it in her head. I looked at them together. Renesmee's beautiful bronze curls were now down past her waist, and her cheeks were flushed with excitement. Her chocolate brown eyes were staring into Edwards golden ones. Her face was concentrated as she picked out the images to show him. She was taller now, and could easily pass for a 4 year old, even though she was only 8 months old.
(A/N: Sorry, going for a rough guess about her age)
I looked at Edward in all his glory. His faultless face was porcelain white with a slight colour of pink in his cheeks from the hunt yesterday. His shirt was open, revealing his glistening chest, toned and perfected. The casual disarray of his tousled bronze hair was blowing in the wind, hanging slightly over his face. His startlingly gorgeous lips had a hint of a smile as he saw what Renesmee had done for the day. She took her slender hand away, stopping me in my marvelling.
"Do you want to look at more rock pools Nessie?" Jacob asked tenderly. I may have grown to be okay with Jacobs imprinting, but I still wasn't entirely happy with it. I was even less happy that she didn't really have a choice in this. Maybe less happy is a bit of an understatement. Okay, a lot of an understatement. But it wasn't as if I could do anything about it.
"Momma, Daddy, can you come too?" Renesmee asked expectantly, bringing me out of my little rant in my head.
"Sure," I said, wrapping my hand around hers. "Let's go"
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