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Chapter Two

Going to the Chapel

Two years earlier

Today my sister, Angela, was getting married. She met her soon-to-be husband, Ben, while she was in college at LSU. They were both pursuing their teaching degrees in elementary education. Angela became a second grade English teacher and Ben teaches fourth grade science. They bonded over all things nerdy and were a perfect match. Ben took Angela to the zoo on their first date two years ago and asked her to marry him six months later.

I looked at myself in the mirror and smoothed down the front of my dress. Angela really planned a beautiful wedding. She had taken advantage of all that New Orleans had to offer. The ceremony was taking place in the courtyard of a beautiful bed and breakfast. She used the existing greenery and added deep purple accents on all the chairs and the archway. All of the bridesmaid dresses were the same deep plum color. They were strapless and embroidered along the bust with a silvery thread and beading. She picked out strappy heels and gave us all matching jewelry. The two other bridesmaids wore their hair up, while me, the maid-of-honor, wore my hair down in soft waves.

Angela really looked beautiful. She found a vintage lace wedding dress at a second hand store in town. It fit her personality and her body perfectly. She had her dark hair pulled back with a birdcage veil and curls framing her face. My eyes started to tear when she stepped out of the bedroom of her suite.

"Your boobs look really great in that dress, Ang." I said, desperately trying not to cry.

Angela snorted and said, "Well you know that's the only reason I got this dress."

"Mom and Dad would have really loved to see this. Mom would probably say something really embarrassing about your wedding night and Dad would be fighting back his emotions over how beautiful you look." I grabbed Angela into a tight hug and let the tears flow. "You really do look beautiful."

"I love you so much!" she hugged me fiercely. I knew she wished our parents could be here just as much as they would have wanted to be here. Our mom died of breast cancer when I was nineteen and we lost our dad to a heart attack eighteen months later. Angela was the only family I had left.

After sobbing a few minutes longer, I pushed back and surveyed the damage. "Wow, what the hell kind of makeup did they use on you? Not a thing out of place. Are you ready to become Mrs. Ben Chaney?"

"Absolutely." She said.

"Well let's get going." I grabbed her hand and walked out into the living area of the suite. The other bridesmaids began gushing over her dress and repeatedly telling her how beautiful she looked. I could see she the blush forming on her cheeks and her starting to fidget. "Alright ladies, you make her head any bigger, she won't fit through the door." I gave her a little wink and we walked out the door, heading to the courtyard.

The jazz band was playing softly as the first bridesmaid began walking down the aisle. I turned and gave my sister another hug before it was my turn to walk. "I love you sis."

"I love you too; now go because I can't wait to kiss my husband." She said with a huge smile on her face.

I began walking the short distance to the arch. I looked ahead to Ben and gave him a small smile and then my eyes connected with his best man. I tried to remember everything Angela told me about him. What was his name again? Ethan? Eric? Edward? Edward, that was it. She said that he was Ben's best friend from his hometown outside of Chicago. They had been friends since they were little and he was flying in for the wedding. She didn't tell me how gorgeous he was though. He had beautiful eyes and a strong jaw. His hair looked as if he just rolled out of bed, but it worked for him. And his lips, gah, completely kissable.

I finished my walk and took my place next to the other bridesmaids, but I still hadn't broken eye contact with Edward. He was smiling at me as his eyes quickly roamed over my body. The wedding march began and all the guests stood as Angela made her way down the aisle. Edward and I were still staring at each other and he slightly bent to whisper in Ben's ear. "She's beautiful."

When Ben nodded, it broke the trance I was in. I looked at Ben as he watched my sister walk towards him. There was nothing but pure love in his eyes. I then looked towards my sister and saw the same love present in her eyes. She didn't look around at any of the guests or check over the decorations in the courtyard. Her eyes were focused on Ben. Right then, I really hoped I could have what they have some day.

Angela stopped in front of Ben and he grabbed her hands. He gave a light kiss to each one and said, "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." The minister smiled at the couple and looked out towards the guests. He began the ceremony and my eyes were drawn to Edward again. Our eyes re-connected and remained that way until the minister announced, "You may now kiss your bride."

Ben grabbed Angela and kissed her deeply as he dipped her a little. Everyone stood and clapped for the new husband and wife. The newlyweds made their way back down the aisle, hand in hand. Edward put his arm out to me to hold and we walked back into the bed and breakfast. "Edward Cullen," he whispered in my ear. I responded with my name and he said, "Beautiful." I smiled up at him as we made our way over to Ben and Angela.

I slipped away from Edward to hug my sister and new brother-in-law. The photographer ushered us over to the large staircase and started snapping pictures. I was standing on the side of my sister and Edward was next to Ben. I would try to sneak glances at him in-between shots and directions from the photographer. Every time I looked at him, he was looking back at me. This will be an interesting night.

Once we had taken pictures in every possible pose, everyone in attendance was given beautifully decorated umbrellas to begin the second line parade down Bourbon Street. The second line is a New Orleans tradition where the party dances behind the brass band as they parade down the street. As we made our way down the busy road past numerous bars and street vendors, Edward grabbed my hand and gave me a twirl. "So Bella, tell me about yourself."

"What do you want to know?"

"Anything, everything. I can tell you're an interesting person. I'd definitely like to get to know you." He gave me a smirk and wiggled his eyebrows.

"Is that so? How can you tell I'm interesting?" I asked suspiciously.

"Your eyes. They are very…expressive." He looked directly into my eyes.

"Wow." I said dreamily. A huge grin appeared on his face, as if he just won a prize. "That…was the biggest load of crap I've ever heard." I replied. His face fell and he cocked his head to the side, like a confused dog. "Tell me Edward, does all that bullshit that just poured out of your mouth actually work for you?"

His smile returned as he said, "Yes it does, quite frequently actually."

"Well those northern girls must be pretty light in the head." I laughed.

He laughed along with me as we finished the short walk to the jazz club where the reception was being held. Again, Angela did a magnificent job decorating the area. The club was illuminated with hundreds of candles and soft lighting. The small centerpieces were made up of magnolias and bunches of purple hydrangea.

Edward finally released my hand as I made my way to the bar. I stood for a few minutes trying to get one of the bartender's attention. Someone approached me from behind and pressed themselves firmly against my back. A hand wrapped around my waist and set a drink in front of me. "I thought you might enjoy a screaming orgasm." He whispered in my ear.

I rolled my eyes and turned around. Edward was looking at me with one eyebrow quirked. "You can't be serious. Where did you get all these lame pick-up lines?"

"From a book called How to be Dazzling."

I let out a deep belly laughand nudged him with my shoulder. I picked up the cream colored drink and took a sip. It was actually very good so I downed the rest of it. I licked my lips to clear any remnants of the drink and looked up at Edward. His eyes were focused on my lips and he licked his in response. I suddenly had an urge to grab the back of his head and pull his face to mine so I could nibble on his bottom lip. Whoa, what the hell was in that drink?

A dark haired bartender broke the orgasm induced trance I was in when he asked Edward if he would like another. I nodded slightly and the bartender started on our refills. He placed two drinks in front us and gave a sly smile and wink in Edward's direction.

"Well you certainly dazzled him," I teased. He scrunched his face and picked up his drink. "Let's go find our table Stud." I grabbed his tie and pulled him behind me.

As we were sitting down, the band leader announced the newlyweds and Ben and Angela walked to the dance floor. The band started a slow jazzy version of Beautiful Day and Ben nervously pulled Angela to him.

"He was really worried about the dancing." Edward said nodding towards the couple. Anyone in the room could see the nerves present on Ben's face. Angela looked up at her new husband and gently stroked his cheek. Ben visibly calmed and tightened his grip on her. He looked only into her eyes, as they finished the song. Everyone clapped as the couple took their seats at our table. Edward leaned over and gave Ben a pat on the back. "You did great, man."

A waiter walked over to our table and refilled our drinks. Ben and Angela went to speak to the other guests while we were waiting for the food to be served. "So, are you giving a speech?" I asked Edward.

"Yea, I actually need to stop drinking until it's over. I don't want to screw that up," he responded.

"I know…I hate speaking in front of a crowd." I sympathized, taking another sip of my drink.

"Are you originally from New Orleans?" Edward asked.

"Born and raised."

"You don't sound like it. Your accent isn't as thick as some of the other natives I've met."

"It comes out every now and then. Is this your first time visiting?" I asked. He was much easier to talk to when he dropped the playboy act.

He shook his head at my question. "No, I've visited Ben a few times since he moved here. It's been a while though. It really is a totally different world. So many cultures and traditions. I wouldn't mind moving here someday."

"Uh-oh. I should warn the women of New Orleans now. Prepare them to be dazzled and such. You may never get laid again."

"Ha, ha, are you always this charming or is this special for me?"

Ben and Angela returned to the table and shortly after, the food was served. I sat and listened as Ben told Edward about the cruise they were taking for the honeymoon. Angela scooted her chair closer to mine and whispered, "He's cute right?"

"Angela, how many times do I have to tell you? Ben is adorable." I joked with her. She playfully slapped my arm.

"You know who I'm talking about. He has been checking you out all night."

"Yea, he's alright. If you like that pretty boy, sex on a stick kind of guy. Which to hear him talk, there are plenty of women who do."

"Oh, hunny, I'm sure he's not really like that. I mean, his best friend is Ben. Ben wasn't exactly a ladies' man." She gave me a squeeze and re-joined the conversation with the guys. I thought about what she said for a few minutes as I quietly finished my meal. It wouldn't matter if he isn't really like that, he lives in Chicago. It would do me no good to get involved with him. But that doesn't mean I can't imagine what it would be like.

During my very explicit daydream, Edward stood from the table and called everyone to attention. "Hello everyone, I'm Edward Cullen. Ben is my best friend and it was an honor today to be his best man. I have known Ben all of my life and I have never seen him more happy than he is when he is with Angela." He looked down at Angela and smiled. "Ben told me the first day he met you, that he knew you were the one for him. I know that what you guys have will last forever. Angela, you look absolutely beautiful. Ben is lucky he found such an extraordinary person to share his life with. I love you both and wish you nothing but happiness in your new life."

Everyone raised their glasses to the bride and groom and Edward passed the microphone to me. He gave me a pat on the back and a quick smile. "Good luck, Bella." My hands started to shake as I grabbed the mic from his hand. Our fingers touched briefly and my thoughts immediately returned to the dirty things his fingers were doing to me in my fantasy. A soft moan fell from my lips and was amplified through the room from the microphone. I felt my neck and face heat up and I took a quick glance around the room. Everyone was looking at me expectantly and Angela gently nudged me. "Oh right! Umm…I guess those screaming orgasms really sneak up on you." There was a gasp heard all around the room. "Oh no, it's a drink…I was talking about a drink. That's the name of the drink…a stupid name…I didn't order it. Umm…I'm supposed to be giving a speech. Okay, so I'm just going to do that." I looked around our table for some support, but Angela had her head buried in Ben's shoulder trying to hide her laughter. Ben's lips were squeezed tightly together and Edward was outright laughing at me. I glared at him and began my speech.

"For those that don't know me, I'm Bella, Angela's sister. After this horrible attempt at a speech, I'm sure none of you will forget me. Angela has always been a great sister. She took care of me after our parent's passed and is always there when I need her. I am so glad she has found someone as wonderful as Ben, to take care of her. I want to thank Angela for being such an important person in my life and also for bringing Ben into my life as well. So before we toast the newlyweds, I'd like to give Ben some sisterly advice. When you're wrong, admit it. When you're right, just be quiet. Yes, women do need a different pair of shoes for every outfit. Always remember those three special words…Okay, buy it. And remember Ben, a happy wife, makes for a happy life. Now, if everyone would raise their glasses to my sister and her husband. Separately, you are two remarkable people, but together you are complete. I wish you the very best. My love to you both." I approached Ben and Angela and gave each of them a hug and a kiss.

"That was beautiful, sis." Angela said.

"Yeah, once I finished talking about orgasms. God, I hope we can edit that out of the video."

"Never, we need that moment preserved in history." Ben laughed.

The band picked up again, and the couples made their way to the dance floor. Edward walked around to me and extended his hand. "You want to dance?" I slammed back the rest of my drink and grabbed his hand.

"What the hell."

Edward and I danced to several songs as we drank several more drinks. We talked about his life back in Chicago. He was currently working as a manager in nightclub, but hoped to open his own bar someday. He had one sister that just got married last year. I told him about my job and my plans to expand my business. I made him promise that if he ever moved to New Orleans and opened a club, he would let me help him design it.

After the cake was cut and the bouquet was thrown, Ben and Angela came over to let us know they were heading back to the hotel. "Bye, sweetie, call me tomorrow before you get on the boat. I love you!" She agreed and gave me a hug. I overheard Ben asking Edward to make sure I returned to the hotel safely. He responded saying that he would. Aww, that was sweet. Ben was such a good guy.

We continued dancing, moving closer and closer with each song. The band started a slow song, and Edward pulled me closely to him. His arm wrapped tightly around my waist and my hand played with the hair at the back of his neck. We swayed back and forth before he slowly spun me away from him. He pulled me back in and gently pushed the hair out of my face. The drinks and his smell were really having an effect on me. It was becoming increasingly difficult to resist the lust I saw in those deep green eyes. I desperately wanted to push him against the wall and have my way with him. The song ended, but Edward didn't release his grip on my waist. "Are you staying at the same hotel as Ben and Angela?" he asked, his lips barely touching my ear. I nodded. "You ready to head back?" I again nodded.

He pulled my hand from around his neck and started leading the way to the door. Once we exited the club, Edward pushed me against the wall and held my face in his hands. His lips gently met mine, and then he pulled away. He searched my face for approval; I smiled slightly and he kissed me again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and moaned when his tongue touched my lips. I opened my mouth and our tongues met. He tasted amazing, spicy and sweet. Absolutely delicious. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me against his body. We both groaned when I ground my hips into his. We pulled away from each other when we heard someone clearing their throat.

I looked behind Edward at the police officer peering down at us from his horse. "I think you guys should move along, you're drawing an audience." He smiled and commanded his horse to start walking. There was a crowd of about twenty people, just watching Edward and me. We looked at each other and started laughing. The small crowd started applauding our performance as we walked away. Only in New Orleans.

Once we made it back to the hotel, Edward rushed me up the staircase and pulled me into his room. As soon as the door was shut and locked, Edward resumed the position we had taken on the street. I was pressed firmly against the door, as Edward ran his hands up and down my back. My hands found their way to his soft hair and tugged slightly. He growled and bit my bottom lip. His hands firmly gripped my ass and pulled my body up level with his. I wrapped my legs around his waist and moaned as I felt his hardness rub against me. He pulled his mouth away from mine, kissing and sucking on my neck.

"I want to fuck you Bella." He whispered seductively in my ear. He was grinding himself against me. I only had on a pair of silk panties underneath my dress and I know they were soaked. He would probably have a huge wet spot on his suit pants, but I couldn't find it in me to give a damn.

"Oh god," I moaned loudly. If he kept saying things like that, he wouldn't even need to fuck me. I was about to cum just from the friction he was creating from grinding against me. He pressed himself against me again and my eyes rolled back and my head hit the door. I grabbed his hair and pulled his lips to mine. I wanted to taste him again. He indulged me for a few moments before pulling back again.

"Tell me what you want Bella."

"I want you inside me, please." He crashed his lips against mine and began walking us through the living area to the bedroom. He was fumbling with the back of my dress, trying to unzip it. I loosened his tie and pushed his jacket off his shoulders. Once we entered the bedroom, he set me on the floor. He kicked his shoes off as I reached for the zipper on my dress. His shirt was nearly off, when I let my dress fall to the floor. I stood before him, dressed only in my panties. He stopped what he was doing and let his eyes roam my body.

"You're perfect." He mumbled quietly. Edward took a step to where I was standing. He placed his hands underneath my arms, picked me up and gently placed me on the bed. He kissed me passionately, before slowly moving down my body. He placed kisses down my neck, until he reached my breasts. He grabbed one in each hand and gently massaged them. I felt his tongue circle my nipple and then suck it into his mouth. My back arched off the bed and I rubbed my thighs together in anticipation of him being between them. He lavished my other nipple with the same attention and again began placing kisses down my body.

He ran his tongue down over my ribs and across my stomach. His tongue dipped just below the waist of my underwear. My body quivered with my need for release. "Please Edward, I can't take much more. I want you." I looked down at him and pleaded for him to stop teasing me. I was seriously about to fall over the edge and neither of us had even removed all our clothes. A satisfied grin appeared on his face as he reached down and unbuttoned his pants. He pushed his pants down his legs and reached for my panties. He eased them down my hips and I rose slightly to allow him to remove them. He ran his hands up my legs and pushed them apart.

"I want to taste you, can I taste you?" He didn't wait for an answer. He slid his tongue between my folds and hummed his pleasure. "You taste so fucking good." He slid a finger into me and I couldn't hold off any longer.

"Oh shit, Edward. I'm cu- ungh." He slid another finger in me and pumped them faster. My body lifted off the bed, my legs were shaking and I was speaking in some kind of tongue. I've had sex before, good sex with fantastic orgasms, but nothing like this. I felt tingles all over my body and my legs wouldn't stop twitching. I opened my eyes and saw Edward kneeling above me. He stroked himself a few times, then rolled a condom on. He positioned himself between my legs and leaned down to kiss me. When his tongue touched mine, he pushed himself into me.

"Oh fuck, baby you feel so good around me. Does it feel good Bella?" I only nodded because I was afraid if I spoke I would profess my undying love to his cock or something equally embarrassing. He slowly pulled out and slammed back into me. My mouth fell open and I swear I saw fireworks and lightning crashing and all kinds of other clichéd shit. Edward continued to pump into me, placing open mouth kisses on my neck. I ran my nails down his back and softly bit his shoulder.

He leaned back onto his knees and pulled me into his lap. His hands were on my hips helping me to grind on top of him. The only sounds I could hear were the combination of our heaving breathing and our bodies, slick with sweat, moving against each other. I could feel my body starting to tense and my stomach tightening in anticipation for my release. Edward placed his hands on top of my shoulders and pushed me on him forcefully. I felt myself tighten around him and my eyes rolled back. He kissed me passionately and swallowed my moans. His mouth latched onto my neck as his body stiffened.

We stopped moving and Edward lifted his head from my shoulder. "That was amazing." I nodded my agreement, still unable to form words. Edward gently laid me back on the bed and climbed off, headed for the bathroom. I laid there and thought about what happens now. I've never done the one night stand thing before. Am I supposed to just leave while he is in the bathroom or wait until he gets out, thank him for the multiple orgasms and then leave? I was deep in thought about proper etiquette, when Edward emerged from the bathroom in all his naked glory. He plopped down on the bed and rested his head in his hand. "What are you thinking about?"

"Um, heading back to my room. I really need to get to bed. I'm exhausted; I've been up since about six this morning. You know with all the wedding stuff." I knew I was rambling, but I couldn't stop the words coming from my mouth. He placed his fingers against my lips, effectively shutting me up.

"You could stay in my room tonight, if you want."

"Uh, okay. If you're sure. I mean, I don't want things to be awkward." I said, suddenly insecure. He laughed a little and shook his head.

"It won't be awkward." I nodded and moved off the bed.

"I'm just gonna…" I pointed towards the bathroom. I walked in and shut the door. I cleaned myself up a bit and hesitated before I walked back into the bedroom. Do I just sleep naked or should I go back to my room and get something to sleep in? Get a grip Bella; this isn't that big a deal. He just saw everything you have to see. My little pep talk gave the confidence to stop questioning myself. I walked out the bathroom to see Edward sitting on the bed. He had put boxers on and I wanted to cry a little that he was covering his body.

"There's a t-shirt you can wear. I didn't think you would want to sleep in your dress." He pointed to the end of the bed. I grabbed the white shirt and pulled it over my head. I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself next to him. He turned off the small bedside lamp and pulled the covers over us. "What's your favorite book?" Edward asked quietly.

"Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. My mom would read it to Angela and I when were kids. It was the first non-school related book I ever read. I usually read it every year around my mom's birthday." We asked each other questions until we both fell asleep.

I awoke to my phone ringing. I crawled out of bed and began searching the room. I finally found it underneath one of Edward's socks. I walked into the living area so I wouldn't wake Edward. "Hello," I whispered.

"Why are we whispering?" Angela asked.

"I'm whispering because I don't want to make a lot of noise, I have no idea why you're whispering." I laughed at her.

"Shut up. Why do you need to be quiet? Is there someone there that you don't want to wake?" she asked excitedly.

"Maybe…are you guys about to board the ship?"

"Yes, but stop trying to change the subject. Is it Edward? You guys were looking pretty cozy last night. I told you he wasn't a bad guy." She sounded so happy.

"Yes, you were right, he is a nice guy. But it doesn't matter; he is going back to Chicago tomorrow." I replied sadly.

"Well that doesn't mean it has to be the end, y'all could be pen pals." I laughed loudly, then covered my mouth with my hand.

"You are such a dork, Ang. Have fun on your honeymoon, don't come back knocked up and I love you. I need more sleep. Call me when you get somewhere beautiful."

"Sleep huh, that what you crazy kids calling it these days? I'll give you a call later, I love you too!" She hung up and I tiptoed back into the bedroom. The morning light was just starting to filter into the room. I stood in the doorway and watched Edward sleeping peacefully. He really was gorgeous. I thought briefly about taking a picture of him with my phone and sending it to Alice.

"Are you coming back to bed or are you just going to keep staring at me?" Edward said in a thick, sleepy voice.

"I wasn't staring and I thought you were still asleep." I walked back to the bed and sat on the edge. "I actually need to get going. I have some work stuff to do today." He reached his arm around my waist and pulled me down next to him.

"Have breakfast with me first," he said into my hair.

"Okay, do you want to order something here or go out somewhere?"

"Let's just order something here; I don't want to let you out of my room yet." He reached over and grabbed the small binder next to the bed. "Pick anything you want. I like everything. I'm just going to grab a quick shower."

I flipped through the book as he headed for the bathroom. I decided to just get some scrambled eggs, a side of grits and some toast. I called and placed the order and walked out into the living room. I turned the TV on and flipped through the channels. About ten minutes later, there was a knock at the door. I grabbed a robe out of the bedroom and walked to the door. The attendant rolled in the cart of food and placed it on the small table. I thanked her and handed her a tip. Before she left the room, she handed me a small stack of papers. She told me they were messages that had been left at the front desk for this room. I thanked her again and she walked out.

I placed the papers on the table next to the food. I wondered why Edward would have so many messages after just one night. I grabbed a piece of toast and stared at the papers. It's wrong. I shouldn't look. Curiosity won and I snatched them up. What can I say, I'm a nosy bitch. I sat crossed legged, like I was about to start a really good book. I'll only read one.

I flipped over the one on top, 'Your girlfriend is in labor. Call Chicago Memorial Hospital, ASAP.'

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