Everything had been so hectic. Finals were finally over, and then I was planning a wedding. Edward and I had talked about marriage a lot, but I was stunned when he proposed. I was more than happy to accept, obviously. Edward was perfect for me. Nothing could ever tear us apart. It had been two weeks since Edward proposed and it was so hard not to tell anyone. But we were having a party to announce it. I wanted everyone to hear it from us.

Alice would probably feel betrayed, but she would be so happy for me that in the end it wouldn't matter. I wished more than anything I could tell her, because I was shopping for a dress for the party and I seriously needed her help. I subconsciously looked at my left hand to make sure my ring was still there. I didn't even want to think about how much money he had spent on it. I knew giving me things made him happy, and I couldn't deny it, when Edward was happy, so was I.

I scanned the racks of dresses and my eyes finally landed on a champagne colored dress. It looked like it was made of the finest silk. The beading was perfect. It was a good length; it hit me just at the knee. I grabbed the dress and went to try it on. It was magnificent.

After I found the perfect dress I, unfortunately, had to get some perfect shoes. They would probably kill me, but when everyone remembers the day I told them that I was going to marry the love of my life, I wanted to look at least half as beautiful as he always did.

I found myself daydreaming just outside of the shoe store. I could see the rest of my life play out just behind my eyelids. I would marry Edward, we would finish school, I would have his children. They would grow old, and so would we. And I would know that no matter what, I had lived a good life.

A rude woman bumped into my arm and then gave me a dirty look bringing me back to reality, which was just as sweet. I went into the shoe store and walked straight past all of the four-inch heels. I had become better at walking in heels, but not that good. I went over to a row of shoes that would be more suited for my clumsiness. There were some adorable pumps that matched my dress perfectly. I quickly tried them on, paid for them, and headed out.

I couldn't wait to get home. Edward was at the grocery store picking up everything I needed for the big dinner. I assumed he would be home before me, so I was anxious to get back to him. I walked out to my car, which Edward had insisted buying for me a few years before. I did what I could to make the payments, though. It was a black Audi. And I had to admit after a while, I appreciated the power. I had even indulged in going a few miles an hour over the speed limit a few times. I never let Edward know this, though. I couldn't imagine how smug he would be if he knew that law abiding Bella Swan, soon to be Cullen, actually sped.

I put my bags in the back of the car and climbed into the comfortable driver's seat. I put the car in reverse and started the 15-mile journey back to our condo. I couldn't wait for Edward to see my dress and shoes. Every time I picked something out without Alice's help I always felt the need to brag. It was an accomplishment, for me, anyway. The road effortlessly whipped beneath my car all the way back to the condo. I saw Edward's car in the garage, so I knew he was home. I pulled in next to his Volvo and took a moment to remember the time I had snuck out of my house, when Alice was sleeping over, to sleep with Edward in that very car. I took in a deep sigh as I let it hit me one more time that I actually got to spend forever with him.

I grabbed my bags and made my way into the house. He was in the kitchen looking at several bags of groceries on the floor. His hair was a mess, which meant he was frustrated. He always ran his hands through it when he was stressed out. He was staring at the grocery bags like they were the devil. I let out a little giggle. "Might I help you with something?" I asked innocently.

"Sweetheart, how do you do it?" He asked, still never taking his eyes off of the bags. Like if he looked away they would attack.

"Do what?" I asked, truly curious. I couldn't imagine what Edward Cullen, the epitome of all that is perfect, was having such a hard time with. He finally dared to look away from the grocery bags to meet my eyes. His green eyes still burned into my soul in the most pleasant way imaginable. I had stared at those eyes time and time again, and I would never get over how beautiful they were. His face softened a bit as he began taking slow steps toward me.

"I have no idea where any of this stuff goes. I wanted to put it away for you." He sighed. I couldn't help but laugh at how truly helpless he looked. His brow was furrowed, and his eyes confused. It was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. I closed the distance between up and embraced him, still laughing. He began to join in, too. "I'm glad someone thinks it's funny." He teased.

"It is funny. And don't worry; I will put it all away. We're cooking most of it, anyway." I said before kissing his cheek and making my way over to the harmless bags and sorting through them.

"We're cooking?" He said. Edward was a lot of good things, but a cook was not one of them.

"I'm cooking, you're…watching." I suggested. He nodded in agreement.

"But before all of that excitement happens, I need to go clean up the house." He said. I smiled at him. Cooter was a bit of a mess maker, and it took a lot of stress off of me when Edward would clean instead of making me do everything, which he would never do.

I began cutting up tomatoes, cucumbers, lettuce, and capers for an Italian salad. I was going to make shrimp pasta for everyone, but we needed something to start out with, especially Emmett. He would most likely engulf half of the food, which was fine. Edward and I always made sure we had enough. I was also serving cheesecake for dessert, and wine, for the big toast that Edward would make, announcing our engagement. I felt a warm feeling in the pit of my stomach as I realized that we were going through with it.

I had just finished the salad when Edward walked up and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Okay I'm ready to watch now." He whispered into my ear. He hopped up on the counter like a small child and just looked at me like a hawk. He was doing it just to make me uncomfortable, which was kind of funny.

"Would you quit looking at me like I'm something to eat?" I asked. His crooked grin slowly spread across his face. He got off of the counter and slowly walked toward me. He pinned me up against the counter and wrapped his arms tightly around me before giving me a deep kiss. I loved it when he did that. There was no build up, no sweetness, just Edward showing me how much he wanted me. Our tongues danced together for a few moments before he pulled away just so that he was a centimeter from my lips.

"You kind of are, love." He said huskily before capturing my bottom lip lightly between his teeth. He knew exactly what to do to please me; he was extremely dangerous when I had a time limit. "I'm going to go walk the dog. I love you." He said as innocently as he could before walking out of the kitchen leaving me shocked, and panting up against the counter. Damn him.

A heard him and Cooter walk out of the front door a few minutes later. I began to boil the water for the noodles. It was a little hard to concentrate. I could still taste Edward on my tongue. I hoped idly that he would always have the effect on me. After the water was on the stove I started making the sauce. It was fairly simple: Garlic, flour, butter, milk, and shrimp. I got the sauce back down to a simmer when Edward walked back through the door.

"How are things going? Everyone's going to be here in half an hour." He said as he looked at his watch. I felt a sense of nervousness in my stomach "Are you ready to tell them?" He asked as he studied my face.

"Of course. It's been killing me not telling them!" I said. He smiled brightly at me. "But do you think you can just keep an eye on the food while I go get ready?" I asked him, I knew he wouldn't say no.

"Yes, love." He said. He caught me as I was walking out to give me a quick kiss on the forehead. I grabbed the bags from the mall and headed upstairs to our bedroom. I pinned my hair up and got in the shower making sure that no water touched my hair. I had already showered that morning, but I didn't want to smell like garlic. I quickly lathered my freesia scented body wash on myself and then rinsed it off. I jumped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. I secured it around me, and did my make up. I didn't want to get any of my dress, and I was, as you know, clumsy. I looked decent, so I pulled on my dress, put just a few subtle curls in my hair, and slid on my shoes. Everyone was going to arrive in about ten minutes. I made my way downstairs to see Edward, who at some point while I was in the shower put on a very sexy black button up shirt, and some nice slacks. He also fixed his hair just a little bit.

"You look beautiful, Bella." He said to me. It was kind of rare that he ever saw me get dressed up. He leaned in to kiss me just as the door busted open and Jasper, Alice, Emmett, and Rose all walked in at once. I rolled my eyes in annoyance as they all four pranced into the living room.

"Something smells good!" Emmett boomed while rubbing his stomach. He was kind of adorable. Alice just looked at me questioningly. I just shrugged. I could feel the blush on my cheeks. I knew I was caught, Alice knew something was up. And in about an hour, I would have a lot of explaining to do.

"Calm down, Emmett, dinner is just about ready." Edward joked. I walked into the kitchen and saw that Edward had already drained the noodles and tossed it with the sauce. Now all we had to do was set it on the dining room table and we were good.

"You're the best man ever. Thanks." I said as I carried the salad out of the refrigerator. He gave me his crooked smile and grabbed the pasta and something to serve it with. We walked together to set the things on the table as we heard some small talk coming from the living room.

"And you're positive that you're ready for this?" He asked.

"Yes, I'm sure. I love you more than anything, Edward. I honestly just feel a little guilty not telling them sooner, you know. I tell Alice everything." I began to rant. He came over and placed a gentle kiss on my lips.

"Go in there and get them." He smiled. I made my way into the living room interrupting the banter just long enough to get their attention.

"Hey everyone it's time to eat." I called out as they filed into my dining to eat. They all took their seats. It was going to be very interesting, indeed.


A/N: I'm not Stephenie Meyer. HAPPY HALLOWEEN for all who are in countries who celebrate it. I'm really thinking about writing a lemon, so I really want your guys' input. New chapter out Sunday. Review?