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Ch. 7
"Shark!" I pulled her further from the edge.
She smirked and let out a small laugh. "That's just Jacob; he's my friend. He won't harm us."
"You're friends with a shark?" I asked incredulously.
"I am. He's an excellent protector; you could say he is to me what a dog is to most humans." She knelt down at the edge and stroked Jacob's back as he went by.
I fought my urge to yank her away. "I guess when you put it that way it makes sense."
She pushed her hair over her shoulder and glanced up at me with an amused smile. "Sharks just have a bad reputation. True, they can kill but usually only when provoked."
"I guess I've seen Jaws too many times." I shrugged.
"What's Jaws?" she asked, standing.
"A movie about a shark that attacked people at the beach. I think there was three or maybe even four in all," I answered.
"Hmph. Well, Jacob here wouldn't hurt anyone. He just came looking for me since I haven't been around. He was worried," she defended her friend.
"I believe you." I nodded. "Can you communicate with him?"
"A bit. Not as well as I can with you. However, Jacob has been around a very long time so I can read him. Now for that food."
She concentrated on the boat, and suddenly the cooler rose up into the air and flew toward us, landing with a soft thud on the table. She opened the lid and took out some pre-made sandwiches and bottles of water. She offered me one and then took a tentative bite out of hers.
I sat back down in the rocking chair. "So this was your home? It seems peaceful."
"It can be, but it has also been very lonely." She smiled halfheartedly.
I pulled her into my lap, and she snuggled into me. "Tell me about him, or should I say, me?"
"You are both very much alike in many ways. You even share some of the same mannerisms. Edward was intelligent and was studying to be a lawyer in his father's firm. He enjoyed reading and playing the piano. My father was a merchant sailor that used the Masen law firm. We met when you came to dinner one night. You started calling a couple of time a week and took me walking on Sunday afternoon. You may even have stolen a kiss or two. Back then, it would've been improper to do so before we were engaged." She had a soft look on her face.
I felt a swell of jealousy about another man kissing her; even though we were supposedly the same person. I wish I had the memories that she did. Her fingers brushed my cheek lightly, regaining my attention.
"Did I say something wrong?" She looked concerned.
"I'll admit, I'm a bit jealous. Is there any way you can use your magic to return the memories?" I asked.
"I can return the ones that I took. However, I can't return the ones from a past life," she explained. "Would you like me to do that?"
"Please." I nodded.
Her fingers brushed over my forehead, and she whispered a small phrase under her breath. My mind flooded with images and memories of a beautiful young mermaid that I had forgotten. I had been so enamored with her, and couldn't keep her to myself. I felt a bit ashamed by my young self, putting Bella in such danger after she had saved me.
"I owe you an apology for not being able to keep your secret. I was a stupid kid," I lamented.
She shook her head adamantly. "You were a very sweet child; I knew you meant no harm. It gave me a glimpse of what our children would be like one day." Her smile was soft.
"We can have kids…uh…shhi…are you pregnant?" I asked in alarm.
I hadn't even thought about protection, and we had been intimate several times since we met. We could already have a baby on the way.
"We can. And no, I'm not with child." She looked crestfallen. "Would that be a horrible thing if I was? You don't want to have babies?"
I cringed as I realized my error immediately. The truth was, I never gave much thought to children. Tanya was a career woman who often stated how annoying kids were. However, with Bella, I could see a family.
"Of course not." I corrected myself when I realized it came out wrong by the expression on her face. "I mean, babies would be a wonderful thing not horrible."
"You realize our daughters would be witches like their mother." She still looked unsure.
"And I would love them as I love their mother," I promised.
"But you looked upset about the possibility," she pressed.
"I was upset at the timing—it just seems to fast. I thought we'd have a chance to get to know each other better and get married first," I explained.
Her face brightened. "We are to be married?"
"Well…I would like to. But this was a terrible way to ask." I felt the tips of my ears burn.
Bella deserved a better proposal; something romantic that I had put thought into planning. Not as an assumption, and I should at least have a ring.
"How can asking someone that you love to marry you be a terrible thing?" Bella seemed confused.
"You deserved to be asked in a better way. Like under the full moon on the beach. I should at least have a ring for you," I answered.
She bit her lip, looking thoughtful. She jumped off my lap and went back to her trunk. She shifted through it for a moment before her hand emerged, grasping something small. She came back to me and dropped a gold item into my palm. It was an antique ring; an emerald, round in shape and surrounded by diamonds.
"You proposed with this ring to me years ago—I have always treasured it. The emerald reminds me of your eyes," Bella said softly.
I twisted the ring around to examine it closely, making it sparkle in the light of the cave. I glanced back up at my angel who had a hopeful expression. The ring may be old and out of date— yet it was perfect.
I slid off the chair and went down on one knee, taking her left hand in mine.
"Isabella Marie Swan, you came into my life like a bright moon in the dark night sky. I never knew I was missing anything until I met you. Now that I have, I can't imagine my life without you. I love you; will you marry me, Angel?" I asked.
Her eyes radiated joy as a smile lit her face. "Yes, Edward, I will."
Standing I slid the ring up her finger before kissing her. She kissed me back eagerly, jumping up to wrap her legs around me. Our bodies pressed together, and the urge to be inside her pulsated through me.
"Please," she whispered huskily.
The table behind us morphed into a large bed, and I wasted no time, moving us over to it. In the next instance, I realized that we were both naked as I hovered over her.
"What…?" My brows furrowed.
Bella giggled impishly and winked at me. Her eyes, darkened with lust, beckoned me.
"That's useful." My voice was thick.
She wiggled against me, causing my tip to brush her entrance. Her eyes closed blissfully as I joined with her.
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"We should get back." I kissed her bare shoulder.
It had been hours, and we had made love several times. I didn't think it was possible to have such stamina.
"Must we?" She pouted.
She rolled on top of me and straddled my torso. She looked like a Grecian statue of a goddess over me—powerful and sexy.
"Yes, Angel. They'll send out a search party. You'll be the death of me if we keep this up." I chuckled.
Her eyes widened in fear. "Don't say things like that. I already lost you once."
I sat up quickly and held her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that." I kissed her forehead.
"You won't lose me, I promise. What about that binding spell so I can become immortal like you?" I asked.
"Are you sure?" I could see that while she asked, she wanted the answer to be yes.
"Yes. I'm sure," I answered. "I don't want you to be alone again ever."
She threw her arms around me and started kissing me; I reluctantly pulled back.
"We really do need to go. Are you sure there is no baby on the way, because we certainly have had plenty of opportunities," I teased.
"We would need the full moon to conceive." She smiled.
"Well, that's good to know." I climbed out of bed then offered my hand to her. "That's surprisingly comfortable for once being a table."
Bella laughed then changed it back. I watched as it and the rocking chair shrunk to the size of dollhouse furniture. She placed them both in her trunk, and it then became the size of a shoe box. She picked it up as if it weighed nothing.
"I'm ready," she announced, now fully dressed.
I took the trunk from her. "This will come in handy when I have to move from New York."
I started to follow her to the boat when I felt the draft.
"Ahh…Angel, my clothes, please." I glanced down at myself.
She looked over her shoulder mischievously at me then winked.
A few seconds later, I was fully dressed.
A/N:
So many theories about the shark. But Jake is harmless and isn't any threat to them. Even if he was, Bella is a witch and could have handled it.
Fast engagement, but remember they are soulmates and were technically before. I know there are few questions like about the pictures, they will be answered soon.
Wouldn't you love to be able to move like Bella?
Thank for all the love and reviews you have given my story.
