Bella Swan

"Why don't we take a nap?" I offered Edward, who looked absolutely wiped out after our trip to the store. I couldn't blame him. I would be too after the week he had. Between finals, surgery, new eyesight, and proposals I could probably nap for a day or two.

He nodded his head slowly and let me lead him to the bedroom after I put all the groceries away. He only looked briefly around the house. Edward seemed more interested in taking a break than anything else. He pulled off his glasses, shirt, and pants after he kicked off his flip-flops before he crawled into bed. Sweetly he patted the mattress next to him.

"Don't forget this," I offered him the shield for his eyes. He groaned but took it anyway, placing it on his face. He hated sleeping with it so much. It was uncomfortable.

I kicked off my shoes and pants before I crawled in next to him. He pulled the blanket around us carefully before Edward spooned my body, his nose nuzzled into my hair. He breathed in deeply.

"You always smell amazing," was the last thing he said before falling into a deep almost instant sleep.

I wanted to rest. My mind and body were tired, but there was so much to think about. The main thing that pressed in my mind was the wedding. Our wedding.

I had to make a list of reasons I didn't want to do it and the reasons I did. That seemed easy enough really. The pros and cons.

The pros were simple. Edward being the main one. I would have him by my side for the rest of my life. We would be tied together in the most wonderful of ways. And, everything that was his would be mine as well. Not the money. I didn't care about that. But his family would be mine. His family was wonderful, warm, and welcoming. We would be getting married anyway, so did the amount of time spent being engaged really matter? I meant it when I told him I was ready.

The cons were simple as well. My parent's reaction would not be the happiest, to say the least. We were young, of course. But, many people married young and had long happy marriages. Like Carlisle and Esme. But, what would people say about us?

Like at the hospital I noticed the problems with the cons... they involved other people's thoughts and feelings, not my own. I didn't feel like we were too young. We were both mature adults. What did I care what they assumed? It didn't matter. We were happy.

My father would understand and accept my decision. My mother, on the other hand, would have a royal fit. But, she was going to throw a tantrum no matter when we married. It didn't matter if it was the next day or in five years.

I wanted Edward. That was the bottom line. I would do everything I could to make him happy and I knew he would do the same. I knew that he wouldn't have brought it up so soon if he didn't truly want it. If he didn't truly want me.

I rolled over to see his peaceful sleeping face. It was beautiful. I adored him. He was my light and my reason for living. And, I was his. So, why did it matter when I signed the papers? Besides, the sooner we did it, the smaller the wedding would be.

I wonder if he would want to get married tomorrow, I thought jokingly to myself.

I touched the side of his face and grazed my fingers against his full lips. They began to twitch until he finally lifted up the shield. His sparkling green eyes focused on me and his lips turned into a full smile.

"I could get used to this," Edward said in a sleepy but flirty voice.

"I really do hope you get used to it..." I trailed off. I bit my lip, thinking of how I wanted to bring up my answer to him. I sucked in a deep breath. "When did you want to get married?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" His eyebrows knit together in confusion. He was still half asleep and a bit drugged up still. I smiled to myself.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his carefully. His eyes followed my mouth until it touched his and he slowly closed his eyes as he relaxed into the gentle kiss. I pulled away and rested my forehead on his.

"Edward, you pick out the date and I will be there in a white dress."

He chuckled against my mouth, the happiness glowing in his eyes. He pulled me to him tightly and nuzzled my neck. I held him to me, my fingers twisted into his lovely auburn hair.

"You mean it?"

"I do," I promised, his happiness infectious.

"Oh, those are beautiful words." His smile grew even wider.

I smiled at him sweetly as I played with his hair. I tugged it playfully in front of his eyes. He watched, fascinated.

"You had a date in mind?"

"I was thinking maybe mid-June."

"Before or after your birthday?" I asked. June twentieth wasn't that far away. It was just less than a month.

"Before. If that's alright?" Edward asked softly like if he said it too loudly it would make me angry.

"Do you think we can get everything done before then?" I said curiously.

"We don't want a huge wedding. You'll have my mother, Alice, and Rose to help. We can talk about ideas. All we'd need to do is find a place, a justice of the peace, and find some clothes. If it's a small enough group we can just go to a restaurant afterward," he spoke his thoughts out loud.

"I like that idea," I told him honestly. "We'd also have to get a cake."

"Bella, are you sure about this?" He asked me seriously. I nodded slowly and leaned in to kiss his soft lips again. His fingers ran through my hair carefully, twisting the strands between his fingertips again. "I was thinking about something else..." Edward trailed off.

"What's that?"

"The first time we... I mean, it won't be the first first time, but I was thinking..." He blushed a soft pink color. It was so cute on him. I realized what he meant right away. No wonder he didn't want to wait that long.

"You want the first time we make love after the surgery to be on our wedding night?" I finished for him. He nodded his head slowly, biting his lip nervously. It was so sweet.

"If you don't want to, I understand. I just want it to be perfect."

"Edward, that's fine. We're going to be so busy and you should be careful for a while anyway. But, do you think you can keep your hands off of me?" I teased him. I poked his chest playfully and his grin grew.

"Oh, I won't be able to keep my hands to myself." Edward gripped my waist tightly and rolled over on top of me, his knees on either side of my thighs. "I'll never be able to keep from touching you." It was the first time we had been in this position and he was studying my every feature at the new angle.

"If you don't stop it we're not going to make it a day," I said with a sigh after he pulled away from a quick kiss. He smirked a little bit as he played with the collar of my shirt. I leaned up quickly and kissed his lips very lightly. "How do you want to go about asking your mother for help? It's a lot to ask so quickly."

Edward Cullen

"I think we should agree on a date first," I watched as she nibbled her lip. It was such an erotic sight for some reason. I felt instantly stupid for wanting to wait as I gazed down upon her. Bella was being sweet and innocent and all I could think was dirty thoughts.

I had good reasons for waiting though. I wanted it to be a romantic evening and what would be more romantic than the first night of our honeymoon? Plus, I wanted to give myself time to heal. I knew the doctor said it was fine, but I was still worried. Her body was such a temptation though.

"The thirteenth is a Saturday," she shrugged her shoulders finally.

"That may be a bit too soon. Also, do you want our anniversary to be on Friday the thirteenth?" I teased. Bella giggled softly.

"I guess you're right. It doesn't really matter if it's a weekend or not. Would the nineteenth be okay? Or, is that too close to your birthday?"

"That would be perfect," I said with a grin. I liked the idea of getting a birthday a gift a day early.

"Oh, I told them that I would call when we woke up. I almost forgot about your parents coming over tonight. You distracted me." She moved to sit up a bit. I moved beside her so that I was sitting on my knees. "We can tell them then."

"Whenever you'd like."

I watched as Bella reached for the slim phone on the nightstand. She hit two buttons and the phone was dialing loudly.

"Hey, Esme. I just wanted to let you know that whenever you want to come over you can. We're awake now. I'm making chicken salads and fruit salad for dinner. Just something light and healthy."

I could hear my mother speaking to her on the other end. I couldn't hear the words clearly though. I was too busy watching Bella's face as she spoke. It was mesmerizing.

"Okay, love you, too. See you in a bit." Bella clicked another button and dialed another. Alice picked up on the second ring. "Hey Ali, when are you coming over tonight?"

Her I could hear clearly. "Whenever you want. Anything you want me to bring?"

"Just your sexy self," Bella teased. "Could you call everyone else for me? I need to start dinner."

"Sure thing. We'll be there in thirty minutes to help," Alice said cheerfully before she hung up on Bella without saying goodbye.

"Come on, handsome. Let's get cleaned up." Bella tugged at my hand, pulling me off of the bed.

It was amazing to watch her in the kitchen. Most of the things Bella had to tell me what they were, but some I figured out by the sounds. Like her knife slicing against the plastic bright blue cutting board. She seasoned the chicken and put it in the oven to roast. She moved so quickly. I wondered if everyone could do that or if it was just Bella.

My friends and family didn't even bother to knock anymore. My mother came into the kitchen and gave me a quick hug.

"Go put some music on," she commanded. I think she just wanted me to vacate the stool by the island.

I could hear the laughing and chatting. Alice and the gang came in as I was walking into the living room. They surprised me, making me jump.

Alice giggled and hopped over to me. "Jumpy, jumpy. So, where is the blushing bride?"

"Kitchen."

"Thanks!" She skipped off, pulling Rosalie along with her. Emmett plopped himself on the couch, along with Jasper.

"Edward, would you be offended if I brought my Playstation in here to play?" Emmett asked. "Please?" He said it like a little kid asking a parent to play with a toy.

"Go ahead. I'd love to watch." I shrugged my shoulders. I went over to my music collection and felt my fingers along the spine to read the braille but I decided against putting something on since Emmett was going to play. He was already out the door and heading to his jeep when I said it was alright. I had always been curious.

I sat next to Jasper carefully. "How's it going?" He asked.

"Great, actually. Bella and I set a date for the wedding..."

"Already?" He turned to me, his snow blue eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Yeah, June nineteenth."

"Of next year? That'll give you plenty of time to-" I cut him off with a raise of my hand.

"No, this year."

I heard my mother squeal from the dining room. It was a high pitched sound of excitement. She must have heard me. I turned to watch them through the opened door. "Oh! That's wonderful. You don't have to step it up just because we'll be in town. Oh, but I'd love to help. Bella, would that be okay?"

"I was hoping for it," Bella said as she placed something on the island. She walked over to my mother. "You don't think it's too soon?" She inquired.

"Carlisle and I barely waited a month to get married. I think this is wonderful! So many things to do!" She bounced in place. I smiled at my mother excited sounds.

"You've created a monster," my father mumbled under his breath. She shot him an evil look that even I got right away.

Bella Swan

The night had been fun. The girls only seem to talk about the wedding while the guys, including Carlisle, were playing video games. Edward watched with a curious expression the entire time, asking a lot of questions about what he saw. The game was surprisingly realistic looking and grossly graphic. He kept cocking his head to the side in confusion and curiosity.

I crawled into bed with him, yawning as I did. He was watching me with the same quiet perplexed expression he had when he was watching Emmett play Grand theft Auto like a maniac.

"What?" I asked.

"You're so beautiful," he smiled sweetly. Edward took my face into his hands and brought my lips to his very carefully. The kiss was gentle, tender. I knew he was afraid to make it anymore passionate because of the surgery. "You promise you don't mind waiting?" He asked with his forehead resting against mine.

I bit my lip before I answered, thinking it over for a second as I did. "No, I don't," and the truth was, I didn't mind. I was afraid though that he would not be attracted to me the more time passed. What if he saw something he didn't like before the wedding? Or worse, after?

"What's the matter?" He pressed softly. It was always amazing to me that he could tell by the tone of my voice or the tension in my body my mood. I wondered if he was already starting to understand my expressions as well. I would have to learn to control them better. I didn't want to confuse or hurt him.

"Nothing," I lied poorly. He sighed heavily and traced his fingers over my cheek.

"Tell me," he commanded firmly, his sparkling green eyes boring into mine. It was like he put me under a spell.

"I'm worried you'll find me repulsive," I whispered softly.

"Repulsive? Isabella, don't be silly. By what I've seen of you already," as he spoke he ran his hands up the outside of my thighs, "you are too tempting for words."

"You're just saying that," I mumbled, turning my face away.

"I never ever just say anything. Do you understand me?" He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him again. His eyes were almost worse than his pouting. He could win anything with that intense stare. "I want you so badly that it hurts, but I want to make sure everything is perfect for the both of us."

I opened my mouth to say something but he moved so that he was on top of me. With one of his hands, he grazed my stomach underneath my shirt. "If you look a quarter as good as you feel, I'm going to die of pleasure the first time I see you completely undressed. All the blood is going to flow out of my brain and into-"

I cut him off with a giggle. He smiled brightly and I could tell this was the reaction he wanted.

"Edward Cullen, you are too much."

He leaned down and captured my lips in a slow, sensual kiss, which surprised me greatly with its intensity. Edward pressed down carefully against me, his weight pleasant. I couldn't help but wrap my arms and legs around him. My fingers twisted into his hair, bringing him closer to me. After a few minutes, he finally released my lips with a happy smile.

"As long as I'm enough for you, that's all that matters."

The date has been set!

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