Yes, I am aware that last chapter was exceptionally short. Suck it.
Chapter three
Bella's POV:
Edward must not have woken me up after the plane ride because I woke beside him in a white room gently illuminated by the afternoon sun.
"Welcome home," he said, and I realized at once I was at home; more at home than I'd ever been in all my life. "Do you want the grand tour?" he said with a warm smile.
"Of course," I smiled back, and he put a hand under my back and lifted me to his face. He kissed me gently, well; it was gentle for the first thirty seconds until his lips began moving more rapidly. His hands tangled in my hair and I wanted nothing more than slip my tongue in his mouth to explore. He hesitated, but then let me. I could tell that he was being very careful not to let my tongue accidentally touch his teeth. He pulled me away softly, grinning.
"Thanks," I said,
"No problem."
He pulled me by the hand and led me through the door into a hallway. The first door on the right was a little bathroom; painted pink with floral stenciling by the ceiling, a little too girly for my likings, but it was cute. Next he led me into a small sitting area with a burgundy leather couch by the window, facing a 40-inch plasma screen TV hanging on the wall. The coffee table had a vase with twelve white roses. It was cozy. I loved it. We then turned the corner into the kitchen that was painted yellow with a black granite countertop. I sat at one of the barstools while he pointed out all the various gadgets. I got up and opened the stainless steel fridge to see that it was fully stocked with very human food. He must have gone shopping while I was asleep. He pulled me outside so I could look at the house. And there it was, a cute little townhouse with a brick front. It was so charming.
"Edward, this is amazing. Absolutely amazing,"
"I know, only the best for My Bella," and he took my face and swiftly touched his icy lips to mine.
Edward's POV:
I brought Bella around to the garage and showed her the cars I had bought for us. Finally replacing her ancient truck; I revealed her brand new BMW x5 in black. She didn't seem like the kind of girl that would be confined to a sedan, so an SUV only seemed right. I then showed her my very practical Volvo s60R. I was very sad when I had to leave mine at the house. I loved that car, I needed another one. Bella didn't seem to mind that I spent all this money on her. In fact, she seemed to enjoy it.
"Bella," I said, stealing her attention from that of her new BMW, "Carlisle and Esme are going to fly here next week. They'll spend a few days with us, is that alright?"
"Edward, of course! I love your family! I'd love for them to come visit!"
"Well, then, I guess that's settled," and I kissed her hair. I hurried to show her the rest of the house before we went out for dinner. We drove to a lovely Italian restaurant where Bella continued to thank me for everything I've done for us. I loved to make her happy.
As we drove home, Bella yawned. "I'm sorry," I said, "I'm keeping you from sleeping,"
"Edward Cullen, you are doing no such thing. I don't mind not sleeping; the longer I have to look at your beautiful face," she said lovingly. I snorted. "Actually, Edward, I wouldn't mind giving up sleep… forever…" she said,
"Bella, I will not change you!"
"But why, Edward, why?" she pleaded.
"Because I love you, that's why."
"Well, if you love me so much, wouldn't you want to spend the rest of your existence with me? Forever?"
I thought about that for a while, and then thought about how much easier things would be with her if I didn't have to be so careful all the time. I only had one choice. I wanted to make My Bella happy, but I didn't want to lose her soul in doing so.
Well, I could have thought of better ways to drop this bomb, but Bella didn't seem like the kind of girl who appreciated big surprises. "Bella," I said, carefully, "I'll change you, on one condition," She looked at me, bright eyed, "Marry me."
She was speechless for a moment. I could tell she would say yes, she just didn't know how to word it without sounding mentally incompetent.
"Yes! Yes, Edward! I do! I do!"
"Okay, then. Let's wait until Carlisle comes though, I'll want him to be there to stop me if I accidentally kill you," I said, jokingly, "And I want to talk this over with him first, I don't know if I could do it, but I swear, Bella, I'll try." And I kissed her. Harder and more passionately that I ever had before. And then I carried her to our room. "Sleep now, Bella," I said as I helped her into her pajamas and then tucked her into bed. "We'll talk more tomorrow, on our way to school."