A/N - Happy, happy Thursday! I really am getting into the habit of posting early! Thank you all so much for your sweet words and I apologize for making some of you tear up last chapter! haha! I just love that boy! Enjoy!


Chapter 7 – Sexy Panda

"I like those," Edward said, pointing to a pair of shiny black patent leather shoes. They had a stylish, modern square toe and were slip-on, not the traditional tie up style.

"That is one sexy pair of shoes," I said, smiling up at Edward's face. "They're so you."

"Let's get the guy so I can try them on."

I squeezed his hand. "Stop trying to rush our date."

He winked at me and mouthed 'I want you.'

I giggled. "Shh."

"Hello, sir. Miss. Can I get you something to try on?"

"Yeah," Edward said, smiling at me. "Can I get an eleven in that shoe there?"

"For sure."

Edward and went to sit and wait and he leaned over to kiss my lips. "You're so pretty."

I smiled. "I'm not mad at you."

He laughed. "Okay?"

"You don't have to sweet talk me."

"I'm not." He stole another kiss. "You're pretty and I wanted you know that."

I smiled. "Thank you. I love you."

"I love you, too."

"The elevens, sir."

I giggled as Edward slipped on the huge shoes. I was the smart fiancée that had made him wear black dress socks in his running shoes. God, his feet were big. He stood up and walked around in them.

"How do they feel?" I asked. "You need to be comfy in them."

"Special event?" the salesman asked.

"I get to marry this beauty," Edward said, winking at me, again. "In thirty one days."

"Well, congratulations," he said, automatically touching his own wedding ring. "I'll have been married twenty years this October."

"Oh, wow," I said. "Congrats."

"They feel great, babe," Edward said.

"How is it possible for guys to be in and out of a shoe store in fifteen minutes?" I asked.

"We're efficient," he said. "So, you like them?"

"They look amazing on your feet, babe." I giggled, because it was moments like this that everything hit me. I was going to marry Edward while he wore these shoes." He smiled adorably, because I'd been in the habit of doing that these last few weeks.

"Okay. Sold," Edward said.

"Wait. Do you want to look at sandals for Hawaii?" I asked and he pulled the shoes off.

He laughed. "That was too fast for you, huh?"

"Yes."

He took my hand and we followed our salesman, Brandon, to the selection of sport sandals. And we found a great pair of water resistant, all terrain sandals that would be great for our vacation. Five hundred dollars later, we left the shoe store.

"Mission: accomplished," I said, smiling at Edward's face. "I think those are the sexiest shoes I've ever seen."

"You like looking at my toes in those sandals?"

"I meant the wedding shoes. But I'm going to give you a pedicure before the honeymoon."

"Are my feet that bad?"

"No. But, everyone could use a little polish."

"Nail polish?"

I giggled. "No. I meant a buffing."

"There's a spa right there," he said, pointing across the mall. "Let's do it now."

"Ooh. A couples' spa treatment?"

"Yeah," he said. "You deserve it."

"Aw. Thank you, Edward. You're the sweetest."

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my lips, right in the middle of the mall. "Well, you are buying me lunch, later, right?"

I giggled. "I am. This is a date."

"Do you have enough vacation clothes? Dresses and pretty things for Hawaii?"

"I was thinking I'd buy some clothes there. Tropical looking sundresses and touristy stuff."

"Oh, that's no fun," he said. "Plus, I wasn't planning on letting you out of the honeymoon suite."

"Really?" I asked, rubbing his back. "No shopping? That would be torture."

"Making love to your loving husband in a king sized bed for two weeks is torture?"

I giggled and kissed him, once more. "It sounds like heaven, actually. But, I need to take shopping breaks. You can't keep me away from a mall for two weeks, Edward. I would die."

He brushed his lips against mine, the most seductive thing he'd done all day in the most public place we'd been and then smiled at my desperate sigh. "I wouldn't want that, now would I?"

"Uh, uh."

He chuckled. "Come on. Let's go get matching sexy feet and then we'll pick you up a pretty skirt or something, strictly for my sake."

"You're so good to me."

"We're good to each other. We work. That's why we're getting married."

"And because I'm your other half?" I said, quoting his beautiful vows.

"You absolutely are, sexy girl." He squeezed me close before walking me to the little salon/spa. "Okay. Go sign us up. I'm going to run these shoes to the car."

"I'll miss you."

"I still want you."

"Shh." He winked and then jogged down the corridor. I turned and smiled at the young girl behind the counter. "Hi."

She smiled, obviously having heard Edward. "How can I help you?"

"We just wanted to get pedicures," I said. "Our honeymoon is one month away. Never too early, right? Do you think you can fit us in?"

"It's a Tuesday morning. We have room."

"Awesome. Thank you so much."

"Do you want me to give you a quick mani, clean up your cuticles while you wait for your fiancé?"

"That would be lovely, actually," I said. "We've been renovating. I'm sure my hands are a mess."

"They're not bad, considering," she said soaking one hand while rubbing lotion into the other. "So, where's this honeymoon?"

"Hawaii," I said, unable to stop smiling. "We've never been."

"The sunsets," she said, closing her eyes at the memory, "are divine."

"Oh, that sounds romantic," I said, already picturing Edward and I walking barefoot on the beach at dusk.

She laughed. "I wouldn't know. I was there with my overprotective big brother."

"Ah. Edward, my fiancé is one of those. His sister is only eight, but he's showing all the signs."

"It's sweet, though. Just not great for my social life."

My hands were softened, my nails trimmed and painted a pastel purple by the time Edward walked into the spa. "Get lost?" I asked. But, then I saw the little gift bag in his hands.

"No." He pulled out a little jewellery box and opened it, showing me a little black and white diamond panda pendant on a white gold chain. "For you, my sexy panda." He leaned in to kiss my smiling lips and then pressed his lips to my ear. "I'm sorry for overreacting in the car this morning. I love you."

I pressed my hand to my mouth trying to hold back the tears. I had a feeling I was going to use up the tissue supply in Washington State this month leading up to the wedding. Edward didn't have to buy me anything. I wasn't upset with him, nor were my feelings hurt.

But, I understood that he always felt that buying me something, or doing some kind of little gesture made him feel better after we'd had a misunderstanding, or if he was stressed. It was his way of dealing and I would never tell him to stop. I appreciated the effort. No one was perfect, but Edward Cullen expected himself to be. One day he was going to have to learn that I didn't want him to be.

"Thank you, baby. I love it. Put it on me?"

He stole a quick kiss as he slid my hair over my shoulder and then fastened my new panda around my neck. "That is so cute," our pedicurist said, smiling. "Are pandas special to you guys? Does it mean something?"

I smiled and Edward kissed me, again. "They are, now."