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Edward was grinning at me from the seat directly next to mine. And to say I wasn't happy about that would be just about the understatement of the century. I didn't particularly care for him to be next to me, but I guess I gave up my choice in the matter when I drunkenly married the guy.

"Am I ever going to convince you to let up?" I asked him point blank.

"Nope," Edward replied, popping his 'p'.

I sighed. I turned my head to Alice. "So ..." I started.

"Don't you dare use me as an excuse to ignore the man sitting next to you. I am going to sleep since I didn't get much last night. Rose and I stayed up pretty much the whole night. So, unfortunately, you will have to entertain yourself. Once we land we will talk to you again," Alice informed me.

I glared at her and crossed my arms, looking straight ahead. I didn't want to have to face the fact that I had married the guy that I was sitting next to. Sure, he was gorgeous, which I know I've said thousands of times now, but I didn't want to be married at twenty five, I wanted to wait until at least … damn it. I can't find it in me to care right now. What has Edward one to me?
"Well, it looks like you're going to have to spend your time talking to me, then, yeah?" he said.

I shook my head for a second. Wait, he had an English accent? How did I not notice that before? Damn it once more, he was just making himself look better and better by the second. Which meant that I was starting to lose my resolve. Well, at least in the physical attraction part of the relationship that wasn't there. I wasn't going to give in so easily emotionally. He was still acting like an arrogant jerk.

"Not necessarily," I replied shortly. I got an idea in my head, I will answer everything his says with just one word. That would drive him completely crazy.

"Of course you do, Alice and Rose are going to talk to you, so, who does that leave? Me," he stated proudly.

"Whatever."

"Don't pretend to be so indifferent, I know you're not," he said, looking at me intently.

"Sure."

"So you've decided to be agreeable, then?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No."

"Then what are you doing?" I shrugged. "I see," he answered. We sat in silence as the plane took off and as my two so called friends stole the ipods and used them. I was now stuck without a form of entertainment. I had finished my book on the way here, and I didn't have any music, and now I had an annoying person sitting beside me. The only other thing I could do was sleep, and I snore. And talk in my sleep. So, I didn't particularly care to be asleep while on a plane.

"What are you thinking about?" Edward asked me after awhile.

"Sleep."

"Why."
"Because."

"That's really not much of an answer, you know," Edward pointed out.

"Okay."

"Are you going to give me any real answers? Or am I just wasting my time?" Edward asked me.

"Maybe." I started smiling on the inside.

"Well, you're not being much fun. I'm just trying to get to know my wife. After all, we will be living together. I was surprised you invited Alice and Rose over to our house without consulting me," I shot a glare his way, "I just mean that you didn't give me any warning."

"Tough."

"That's all you've got to say? 'Tough'?" he asked.

"No."
"Then what else?"

I sighed. I needed to use more than one word if I was going to give him any sort of verbal beating that I really wanted to do. Besides, it was hard to come up with one word ways to respond to questions. Seriously, it's tough.

"You're not moving in with me. You're going to have to get a hotel room," I informed him.

"Aw, come on. You know you love me," he said.

"I don't even know you. Nor do I care to," I informed him.

"Whatever you say, pumpkin."

"Don't call me that again or else I will remove your favorite appendage," I told him.

Edward held up his hands in surrender. "I didn't know you were so violent or I wouldn't have been picking on you so much. I'd rather like to keep all of my limbs, thank you very much."

I snorted, in a very lady-like manner, might I add. I laid my head on the head rest of my seat and stared at the boring ceiling of the plane. What on earth was I going to do for the rest of the trip? I couldn't talk to Edward or I just might end up murdering him unintentionally. Wait, I take that back, I would definitely kill him on purpose. But I didn't really want to go to jail, I've visited one before and it's not somewhere I'd like to be.

"You know I'm going to wear you done," Edward whispered in my ear, causing me to jump.

"Don't do that! And no, you're not. By the way, if you don't mind me asking, why the are you so insistent on staying married to me?" I asked him.

"Isn't it obvious? Because I'm crazy about you! You're beautiful, smart, funny, and an adorable drunk," he smirked at me.

"You can't like me just from one night meeting me while I was completely intoxicated and unable to think straight! Honestly, what does that say about your character!" I exclaimed.

"Bella, I've know who you are a hell of a lot longer than just a few hours," he said, looking me right in the eyes.

"So you are a stalker!" I said, only half joking.

He rolled his eyes. "No, but I've been to events that you've been at, too. You didn't notice me because you were so intent on the clock or in your conversations. And I was always to scared to come up and talk to you. But now, you're sitting next to me with a ring on your finger and I'm not going to give you up," he told me.

"You're really creeping me out," I stated.

Edward chuckled. "At least you're talking to me, it's a good start. I know you Bella, but not everything about you. And I want to know everything about you. I mean it. So, are you going to keep on fighting this? Or are you going to just go with the flow?" he asked me.

All of a sudden a sure sign of me being crazy popped up: a devil and an angel me were sitting on my shoulders.

Go with it … he's a good fuck and it can't hurt, the devil whispered.

Don't do it, you don't know anything about this man. He could be dangerous, the angel said.

You'll have fun if you let go, you know, the devil said.

You could get hurt if you're not careful, the angel noted.

Shut up angel, stop being a goody two shoes and let her do something stupid for once, the devil sneered.

Ha. You just admitted that what you're advocating is stupid. I think Bella's choice is pretty clear. Don't give in. Get to know him first, the angel informed me. I was going with the angel on this one.

"I'm not giving in," I said to Edward.

"You won't be able to resist me long. I give it six months before you're hopelessly in love with me," he said to me, quite cockily.

"I see," I said, "Now, leave me alone to wallow in self pity and dream of delicious bowls of ice cream." Edward rolled his eyes at me, but didn't say anything. I closed my eyes and relaxed, but I knew I wasn't going to be able to fall asleep since Edwards eyes were most surely glued to me.

After a little while I felt his hands move to play with my hair. I didn't respond. I knew it was Edward that was doing it, and that I should be annoyed, but it just felt soooo nice. I loved it when people played with my hair. But I couldn't enjoy it much, otherwise I just might end up falling asleep and I didn't want to be caught saying something ridiculous and incriminating in my sleep. I hated it when I let secrets slip because I was asleep. I have no control over my dreams. Plain and simple.

"What are you thinking about?" I heard Edward ask me. I didn't respond. "I know you're not asleep, Bella."

"I'm thinking about nothing," I responded honestly. My mind had gone blank for the past few minutes and I really wasn't all that inclined to have thoughts invade it once more because that would mean I'd start thinking about my huge mistake made when I went to Vegas. Maybe, if I had remembered anything before I woke up with Edward by my side, I wouldn't have so much trouble. But then again … I was already having a hard time disregarding the intense pull I felt towards Edward and his body. Mostly his body.

"Not anymore, you aren't," he said, twirling a strand of my hair around his finger.

"I'm thinking about how I'm going to keep you out of the house," I said. And then I was thinking about it. My mind was whirring through interesting ideas on how to keep Edward out of my house. My brother, Emmett, would be coming around sooner rather than later. Maybe I'll call him down early so he can help me Edward-proof my house. And, I could set him up with Rosalie, just like I've been meaning to for the past year when I realized that the two of them would most likely end up a dysfunctionally perfect couple.

"And how are you going to do that?" he asked me.

"I'm going to call my not-so-little-little-brother to Edward-proof my house," I told him. I fought back the blush that wanted to over take my features.

"Edward-proof, huh? You really think you want to do that?" he said. I could feel his breath on the side of my neck now, I kept my head back, my eyes closed and my body still. I didn't want to give him any satisfaction in my giving into anything that he was doing.

"Yup. I'm sure," I said to him. Then another idea came to mind, "Or maybe I'll just have my dad set up a perimeter around my house and have him order the others to shoot on sight if they see you."

"Why would he do that?" he asked, his breath still tickling my neck.

"Because he's the chief of police in Forks. You sure you want to follow me home like a puppy dog that won't leave me alone?" I asked.

"You just compared me to a puppy, yeah?" Edward paused, taking my silence as a yes, "Which means that you think I'm cute, just like a puppy, yeah?" I stayed silent. Edward chuckled and placed a kiss on my neck. Goosebumps intermediately took over my flesh. I really hoped he didn't notice. But I'm sure he notice, and he was just being nice by not saying anything to me about it.

"Bella, the plane is landing," Edward said to me, poking my side, causing me to sit upright so quickly it practically gave me whiplash. I was a bit over-eager to get off of this plane.

"Hey, Alice, Rose, wake up," I said, poking each of them.

"Go away you dumb bitch and let me sleep," Rose grumbled.

"Hey, hoe bag, wake your ass up, the plane is landing," I told her. She muttered profanities under her breath but still woke herself up. She helped me wake Alice up who was, of course, all ridiculously happy and full of energy when she woke up. It was weird. Weren't people supposed to be fighting to stay awake for at least an hour after they wake up? Alice is seriously one freak of nature.

We got off of the plane and gathered our luggage, Edward trailing behind us the entire time. We dodged people as we made our way out to my beat up old truck. There was barely enough room for me, Alice, and Rose, which meant that Edward was just going to have to find his own way around this place. Heh. I would be Edward free for a few hours. We shoved everything into my truck and headed off – a girls night planned.

Edward didn't follow us, which gave us a night to relax, joke, and watch Mean Girls with ice cream just like you would when you were a pre-teen girl. Then, of course, they had to bring up Edward right before we fell asleep. And I, obviously, did not feel like talking about him.

"So, Bella, how was your plane ride," Alice said, fishing for answers.

"Not torturous. I threatened Edward's balls."

Rose cracked up. "I didn't think you would ever be able to do something like that without cracking a smile while doing it."

"Ha ha, very funny Rose. Beyond that, he just played with my hair while I faked being asleep and I told him that I was going to Edward-proof my house. I know it's going to be difficult, but I think I'm up to the challenge," I told them, "It'll give me something to do when I'm not working."

"I'm glad. You'll be doing more active things. Seriously, you need to do more than just sit at home and work, Bella. Which is one of the reasons that we brought you to Vegas. We're sorry you got drunkenly married. I hope you know that. We were just hoping that you would get some steamy sex and would be able to forget about that jackass you had been dating awhile back."

"Hey, I've been over him for a long time," I told the two of them.

They gave me 'the look'. "Bella, we know you better than you know yourself. And you weren't over him, and now you're only partially over him. Bella, we just want you get more out of life," Alice said to me.

"I know. But really, Vegas? We could have gone so many other places where I wouldn't have to risk getting drunkenly married. Honestly, what were you two thinking when you brought me to Vegas?" I asked them, playfully teasing them. Laughter filled the air for a few minutes.

"Bella, it'll all work out for the best. I promise," Alice told me. And then the three of us fell asleep.


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