We said our final goodbyes to our friends and family and rushed through the rice storm. Quil held the passenger door of the car open for me, I quickly climbed in and he shut the door behind me. He ran around the front of the car and climbed in the driver's side. I rolled down the window and waved as we speed off down the road.

The plane rides never seemed to end, it was exhausting. Get off one plane, run through airports to make it to the next. I spent most of the long flights sleeping on Quil in the roomy first class seats.

I knew we were almost there when we landed in Rio. We took a cab to some docks. We went to a small yet fast boat at the end of the line. We speed off to our final destination.

About an hour and a half later I began to see the slight outline of the island on the horizon. As we got closer I noticed how beautiful Isle Esme was. I gasped at it. "It's so beautiful" I told Quil.

"Yeah," He agreed quietly, "But not as beautiful as you"

I smiled and kissed him on the cheek. He pulled the boat up to the dock and helped me get out before grabbing the bags. We walked hand in hand through the jungle, he had to lead most of the way because it was so dark and he has better eyesight- wolf thing.

At last we reached the house. It was magnificent, but how could you expect any less knowing the Cullen's. Quil set the bags down just inside of the door and flipped on the light switch. The inside was even more amazing with all the pale colours just like the Cullen's main house. We went on a quick tour of the house, familiarizing our selves with the rooms. We brought our bags too the white room. It had a huge king sized bed with flowing gossamer all around it, and doors that lead straight out on to the beach.

"You hungry?" I asked Quil even though I already knew what his answer would be.

" Yes m'am," Quil said with a smile.

"Go put on a movie," I told him, "I'll make us something to eat." Quil nodded and headed off to the TV room. I thought a movie might be a good idea to relax and have fun together like we usually do, and besides its only 8:30 at night.

I made my way to the kitchen. I decided to make some popcorn, the usual movie snack. I pulled off the plastic and put the bag in the microwave. The easy popping sound filled the room.

When it was done I poured it into a large glass bowl and headed back to the TV room, where I found Quil lounging on the couch.

"What movie are we watching?" I asked plopping down next to him.

"Get Smart" He replied, putting his arm around me and grabbing a handful of popcorn with the other hand.

I smiled. He knew that was my favourite movie, it was hilarious and romantic at the same time. Two words that I would also use to describe Quil. I snuggled into Quil's side as the movie began.

We didn't end up watching much of the movie. About half an hour in, Quil and I started making out.

I groaned with pleasure as he kissed along my jaw line. This is it, I thought. It was going to happen tonight. Quil and I are going to have sex. I knew he was thinking the same thing since he was slipping his hands under my shirt. I pulled back from the kiss and pulled his shirt off. I ran my hands down his muscled chest as he began pulling mine off too. I went back to kissing him as soon as it was on the floor.

Without breaking the kiss he picked me up off the couch and carried me down the hallway to the white bedroom. We lay on the bed so that he was on top of me. I felt his hand move slowly up my leg, then stop when he reached the top of my jeans. He successfully undid them one handed and I kicked them off the rest of the way. While I was doing so I also unbuttoned his. He pulled them off all the way. He grabbed my hips and rolled us over so that I was now on top. I felt his fingers undue the back of my bra then continue to slip it off of me.

We rolled back over. I placed my hands at the top of his boxers before slowly sliding them down. This was it all that is left are my underwear, but just as I thought this Quil began to slide them off too. The night continued beautifully.

Now that was something I'll never forget. The entire experience was totally and completely blissful. The best part was knowing that Quil and I were really meant to be physically as well as emotionally and all that other stuff.

My eyes fluttered open to the feeling of Quil's hand rubbing soft circles on my back.

"Morning sunshine," Quil said softly. I looked up to see his smiling face above me. My upper body was on top of him while my lower body was pressed against his left side. His left arm was wrapped around my waist and was rubbing my back.

"Morning," I replied cuddling more into his side so just my head was resting on his bare chest. I sat up and sighed happily, "I love you."

He chuckled softly and sat up too so he could peck me lightly on the lips, "I love you too Claire."

I pecked him once more before climbing off the bed and heading for my suit case for clean clothes. I pulled out my favourite pair of denim shorts and a baby blue tank top and put them on over a clean pair of underwear and a bra. "I'll make us some breakfast," I said smiling at him before walking out of the room.

I dug through the refrigerator until I found the eggs, bacon and orange juice. I put eight eggs in one pan, six eggs for Quil and two for me. Then put an entire package of bacon in another huge pan. While that started to cook I poured to glasses of orange juice and put six pieces of bread in the large toaster. Once it was done I put it all on a tray and carried it back to the bedroom.

Quil was sitting there cross legged in just a pair of shorts. I placed the tray on the bed in front of him, "Bonne appetite," I said in my best French accent as I climbed on to the bed next to him. He did as he was told munching happily on his breakfast.

"Claire," He said softly almost nervously, "I want to talk about last night."

I immediately began to panic. Had I done something wrong? Did he not enjoy it as much as I did? Quil seemed to sense my worry and quickly reassured me.

"Don't worry Claire, it's not bad," He told me staring straight into my eyes, "I wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed myself, I never imagined that sex could be so absolutely wonderful. And maybe it was that great because you're so special to me and because of how much I love you. I don't know if it was that great for you but... Wow."

Tears pooled in the corners of my eyes and spilled over; I smiled at him as widely as I could. I through my arms around his neck and held myself to him. "Last night was the best night of my life," I sobbed into his shoulder, "The absolute best Quil! I love you so much; I married you for a reason."

He crushed me into his chest, "I love you too Claire."

I pulled back and kissed him. "Finish up your breakfast," I told him, "I want to spend the day on the beach."