BPOV
I felt as if I had barely fallen asleep when I was jostled awake by Edward. Struggling to open my eyes, I was beyond groggy as he pulled me through the terminals in Houston. We had only a fifteen minute layover before our flight to Rio. I had only started to catch up on what was going on when we were checking in for our next flight at the international counter.
It was a long but comfortable flight, as I sat in the wide first-class seat with Edward's arms wrapped snugly around me, I glanced out the window at the light of the setting sun in South America. We circled the airport for a few minutes before landing quickly and soundly.
As soon as we were off the plane Edward guided me through the doors of the airport and into the first taxi spotted. We drove swiftly through the teeming and booming streets deafened by the sound of music, and blinded by the colours of the world sized party. Edward stopped his Portuguese rambling to the driver just long enough to tell me that Brazil was like this practically every day.
I'm positive my face contorted into a mixture of shock and awe.
It was amazing, but I don't think I could ever live with this amount of energy and craziness constantly throughout my life. But then again I live in Forks of all places and the people who live here were probably raised and accustomed to she sheer gigantism of the of the music, dancing and bright colours of this lifestyle.
After finally clearing through the last of the swarming crowds, we pulled up to a dock. For a brief moment there I had thought we would be going to a hotel for the night but no, we were going non-stop this this island I had been briefly told about.
Once on a sleek, fast looking boat, Edward skilfully started the engine and drove due east out into the open ocean.
After a half an hour of being showered by sea spray, and sore knuckles from grabbing at the plush seat under me, Edward looked my way.
He had and exhilarating smile on his face only found when he gets fast, wind in your hair forms of travel. "Bella, look over there." He pointed straight ahead in the distance.
I had to seriously squint my eyes to see anything. The moonlight shone across the choppy waves of the water, slowly revealing a black shape. The black silhouette became slowly more detailed and grew into and irregular triangle. One side clearly longer than the other and an outline of feathery palm trees, blowing in the gentle breeze. It was mesmerizing, looking at the rising island. Just Beautiful to see the beach glittering in the light of the moon.
I gasped at the exquisiteness before my eyes. By the smile spread on his face I knew he heard me.
"This is Isle Esme."
Bit by bit the boat slowed down as Edward guided it with precision to the short wooden dock at the end of the beach. He cut the engine and placed the bags on the dock quickly. With the engine off, I found myself immersed in a serene silence. In complete contrast to the loud tempo music and thumping beats of the crowds back on the mainland, I was surrounded by the sound of waves lapping against the sand and the rustle of the palm trees.
Edward took me in his arms and jumped lithely onto the bleached wooden panels by the bags. "I'll be right back." With that he disappeared into the thick vegetation with our belongings. I stepped off the dock and onto the beach deciding to wait there for Edward. I quickly came to realise that wearing shoes is going to be an impossibility, if I'm on this beach, when I felt the rubbing of the sand against my feet.
In an effort to relieve myself I removed my shoes and dipped my bare feet into the warm, fluffy grains of sand. It felt amazing. I sat down wiggling my toes, burrowing them deeper. The view was breathtaking. The moon sent out beams of light casting a light glow on the gentle flow of the water and the sand.
I was so caught up in the view that I hadn't notice Edward sitting beside me until I felt him lace his fingers through mine. "You look truly beautiful out here." He looked even paler in the moonlight if that was even possible. Even though his words were sweet they were nothing compared to his radiance. He lifted up his other hand and gently brushed my cheek.
It was a perfect moment in which a perfect kiss would have been loved. However, we were rudely interrupted by the unreasonably loud roar of my stomach. Edward decided that the best type of reaction was to laugh. It was mortifying and I'm pretty sure that my face had turned beyond red. Luckily he didn't let me fret for too long as he stood up and pulled my up into his arms bridal-style. "Lets get the human fed."
I felt the breeze gust past us as Edward ran us through the cluster of trees. When we broke through he came to a stop in front of a magnificent house. I could barely see it in the dark but it was obvious that the majority of it was made of glass. Apparently the Cullen's really love glass. He carried me through the house very quietly, flipping on each light as he went. The house felt very familiar with the pale-on-pale color scheme that resembled the house back in Forks. Our last stop in the house was the kitchen. He placed me on the cool metal seat at the table before turning around and rummaging in the fridge.
He placed his findings on the marble counter chopping up different vegetables and chicken quickly, then frying them in a cast iron pan. The aroma of the food wafting up to my nose was so delicious. I could feel my mouth pooling with saliva. Quickly I wiped my hand across my mouth making sure I hadn't drooled. He placed the plated of food in front of me and not only did the taste put top chefs to shame, he was thorough enough to place each piece of food perfectly on the plate too. "Edward, you don't eat. How do you know how to cook this?"
"Simple. Food network."
Sleep came easy that night. I don't know whether it was the fact that I was in a comfortable bed, that I was exhausted from all the travelling or that I was in Edwards arms. Although for some reason at the very back of my mind I had an tiny feeling that the reason I slept so well was because I knew on some level that, on this remote, vacant island there was nobody there to walk in and discover me and Edward in the same bed. Mainly Charlie.
I know it is terrible to admit, even to myself, that it felt great to have this kind freedom. I felt the tingle that independence gave. It was like an overly grown addiction, an addiction that I didn't want to give away. I only hope that it wouldn't slip from my grasp when we go home.
Edward's cool skin was the perfect antidote to the sweltering heat here. It was a perfect excuse to stay wrapped in his arms and sprawled across his unclothed chest. Even though it was for my own pleasure, I saw the hint of satisfaction in his eyes too. Beside him keeping me cool, I will admit that seeing him topless was also an added bonus for the viewing pleasure of my eyes. The man I call my Adonis is a masterpiece.
I felt a light tickle across my cheek, just a light brush of something. I reached up to rub my cheek as if to rub the sensation away. Then I felt that strange tickle brush against my ear. Fed up, I released an unlady like groan and open my eyes to see Edward with a slightly mischievous smirk playing on his features. "Good morning, beautiful."
"Edward?" My mind was so fogged up. Nothing was clear. This wasn't my bed. All of a sudden everything came rushing back to me in one big blur. Us being chased by James, Edward and I running around the whole United States and Edward and I hiding on the remote island, Isle Esme.
Quickly maybe too quickly, I stood from the be too look around. For proof that I was not dreaming. Instead of the graceful landing on my feet that I constantly beg for daily, I got a little dizzy. Embarrassingly I didn't land on my feet. Now I was left with a pain on my backside.
In a flash Edward was by my side, lifting me off the floor and gently placing me back on the bed. "Are you okay?" He said with a coy smirk and a humorous ring to his voice.
"This isn't funny, Edward." I jutted my chin out. I was kind of tired of being laughed at in-capabilities. I mean I know it's expected, even predictable but come on! Isn't it a little old by now? I mean it is for me. "I don't laugh at everybody else's short comings."
"I'm sorry you right, you being hurt is not funny." he had sobered up a little and took me seriously but I could still see the amusement in his eyes. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine I just got a little dizzy from trying to stand too quickly."
"If you sure." I nodded. Even my rear end was feeling better. Now I just wanted to look around and stretch my legs a bit. Wait. That can wait I just got the taste of my dragon like morning breath. Now that I think of it my legs are starting to feel prickly. A shower is definitely needed. "Edward were is my bag? I need to shower"
"It's by the door. You go have your human moment while I cook some breakfast for the very same human. Oh, the bathroom is through that door."
As soon as he left the room I went to my bag and rummaged for something fresh to wear. Considering the heat I can't wear jeans or most of the shirts I own. My clothes may be suitable for forks, but for here it seems like it could be a death sentence. Finally I found a plane blue tank top. I figured since we were the only people on this island that I could wear my pyjama shorts.
The bathroom was unreal. Something a girl would dream about. The large space was clearly three times the size of the one I have in Forks. It was warm with a glow to it. High ceilings, stone walls and floors. There was a long counter with an equally long mirror. A small comfy looking seat for a vanity area? I couldn't see a toilet but my only guess was that it was around that bend on the other side of the arch. What struck me though was the centre piece. The pristine bathtub literally had my jaw dropping to the floor. It was large enough for two - instant blush - in which you had steps leading up into it. I also noticed various bath scents, oils and even different bubble baths with fresh towels ready to be used. I walked to the side of the tub and noticed that the huge curved wall had a glass wall facing the bath. Curiously I went to investigate it and noticed some more steps which led up to an open, yet secluded shower.
I quickly stripped my clothes and turned the water on. Jets of water streamed out of every direction, already billowing steam out. It felt so good having the hot water spraying down my body as my muscles relaxed. I hope Esme wont mind that I used her Vanilla body wash.
It was nice to have legs that didn't feel like a cactus and squeaky clean hair. I dried off and dressed into my clothes and headed to the sink. I went ahead and brushed the disgusting cotton feeling out of my mouth and rid myself of my morning breath.
With myself being all fresh I discovered something else. The delicious smell of eggs. following my nose I found myself in the kitchen just as Edward laid an omelette on the table. Just in time for my stomach to rumble. Wasting no time I sat down and dug in. "Did you enjoy your shower?" He asked as he sat down opposite me.
"Edward, it was amazing. Did you see that bathroom?" I replied excitedly. He laughed at this.
"Once about thirty years ago but I'm sure it's a lot different now than it was then, knowing Esme with her need to decorate."
"True. You should see the bathtub though it looks really good. We should use it sometime." As soon as it left my mouth I knew how it sounded and the heat immediately rose covering my face. "I-I didn't m-mean it like th-that."
"Bella, I know what you meant." I was glad he didn't take it that way but every time I thought of that bath, I saw both Edward and I using that bath. Together.
Quickly as it came I dropped the subject of Edward and I bathing together.
"So what would you like to do today?"
"Well, I don't know what there is to do here."
"We could, watch a movie, read, hike around the island, go down to the beach -" Before I let him continue I decided what I wanted. "How about you show me around the house first and then we can find a movie to watch?"
"Alright. Come on." With that, he stood and grabbed my plate and put it in the sink before taking my hand and leading me from the kitchen.
Edward showed me around the house, revealing to me a few areas. I already know what the bathroom and bedroom are like so instead he showed me the outdoor conservatory sitting area. It was breathtaking. The room was tilled and painted a pale cream color and decked out with a couple of couches and tones of plants, palms, lilies' there was even some bamboo. There were several arches leading outside to a open balcony with a beautiful view. I could see right over the foliage and down to the sandy beach. Although it was not the beach we arrived on. This was on the left side of the island.
I remember from when we arrived that most of the island is situated to the right and behind the house. I can't wait to explore tomorrow.
Next he lead me into the last room which was obviously the living room. Walking in you couldn't tell that we were on an island except for the palm trees outside the window. There was two couches, One brown, one white, and a white armchair with a black woven frame. The sturdy coffee table held a dozen lilies' and a remote.
Edward sat me down on the white couch, which has proven itself to be really comfy. Whilst in my attempt to mooch into a good position, Edward turned toward the wooden press and opened the doors to hundreds of DVDs. Taking one out he popped it into the DVD player and came back to the couch.
He then lifted me up and tucked me into his side as the movie started. "Romeo and Juliet?"
"What? I thought you would like it. We can change it to something else if you want."
"No! I you know as well as I do how much I like the classics." With that, I snuggle into Edwards embrace and enjoyed the tragic, yet romantic movie.
A.N.
Sorry for the delay with this chapter. i can give loads of excuses but hopefully this chapter makes up for the wait. hopefully it was satisfying and i could always use the reviews.
oh and liks to images of the house, bedroom, living room, bathroom, kitchen and conservatory descrribed above are on my profile.
toodles for now x