GRADUATION & PROPOSAL

The school year was finally over, and it was time for Bella and Edward to graduate from Forks. The ceremony took place on a Wednesday night, with the usual tears, hugs, and congratulations from friends and family. The Cullens accepted their diplomas with wry expressions. Bella's mom and dad cheered as she got hers. Jacob and Liana even came to watch. Bella was glad to meet Liana, and was pleased to see that she was a kind person. She and Jake would be very happy together. Jacob's smile was brighter than ever, with Liana on his arm.

The next day, Edward asked Bella to go out for dinner. His ultimate purpose was to give Bella a proper proposal, and get his mother's ring on her finger. Alice knew all about his plan, so she deposited herself at Bella's house early in the afternoon, fixing Bella's hair, and forcing her to wear a new peacock blue dress she had found for her.

"Yes, you WILL wear this. Trust me...Edward will love it!" Alice insisted.

Bella grumbled, as Alice sat her down at her desk, applying makeup, then painting her nails. The finishing touch was a pair of sexy high heeled shoes, the same shade as her new dress. As Bella stood to see the final results in her full length mirror, she had to agree that Alice had done a good job.

When the doorbell rang, Alice gave her a hug, spouting, "Have a good time, and walk carefully in those heels!" She then hopped out the window, and skipped home.

Charlie answered the front door, surprised to see Edward in a classy modern cut suit, carrying a large bouquet of flowers. "Well, hello there Edward. You look very nice tonight." You'd better not be trying to charm the pants off my daughter...

"Thank you, sir. Is Bella ready for our date?" Edward asked.

"Yes, I am," answered Bella, as she carefully made her way down the stairs.

Both Charlie and Edward were speechless, with their mouths hanging open. Bella's new dress, shoes, hair, and makeup were perfect. Edward blinked, then his cheeks spread in a wide grin. He was smitten. "Bella, you look amazing!"

Bella smiled, then walked to the door. "Are those flowers for me?"

Edward shook his head, to clear his thoughts, looking for all the world like a young teenager on his first date. "Uh, Y-yes, they are." Awkwardly, he handed them over to her.

"Oh, Edward. These are beautiful roses! I've never seen any this lovely before."

Edward beamed, remembering the little speech he had prepared earlier, "Their fragrance pales in comparison to your intoxicating scent. Their beauty diminishes in light of your glorious countenance." He sighed - slowly squeezing his eyes shut, then opening them to feast on her.

"Thank you, Edward. I'll go put them in water, and be right back." She carefully turned to carry them to the kitchen, leaving both men watching her walk away. Edward, with apparent fascination and arousal. Charlie, with concern and possessiveness. Hands off my little girl, lover boy!

"I expect her home before 11, Edward. Behave yourselves." Charlie admonished.

"Y-yes sir. I'll be sure to get her home on time." Edward agreed. As for behaving, he wasn't going to make any promises about that.

Bella was soon back at the door, ready to leave. "Bye Dad. See you later."

Edward offered his arm, and Bella graciously placed her hand there, playing the part of a lady with style. They were both having fun with this. As they walked to the car, they giggled nervously. Suddenly, Bella's eyes widened, and she cried, "Edward, what kind of car is this?"

"It's my Aston Martin Vanquish. It's for special occasions," he glowed. Charlie walked out to the car, whistling his admiration. "Now, that's a fine piece of machinery, son." How in the heck can this kid afford a car like this?

"Thanks, Charlie. I kinda like it, too," Edward strutted, as he took Bella around to the passenger side, helping her get in her seat, then carefully pushing the door closed. As he walked to his side of the car, he said, "Let me know if you want to take it for a spin sometime."

"I will!" Charlie replied, before his eyes eventually came together in a serious expression. "You'd better keep it under the speed limit, with my girl in there!"

"No worries, Charlie. I know how to handle her." Let him figure out THAT double meaning. Ha!

As they drove to dinner (well OVER the limit), Edward kept his right hand incredibly busy, changing gears and lightly caressing Bella's left knee. She was wearing silk stockings, which allowed her dress to easily slip higher up her leg, rewarding him with an enticing view of her lacy garter belt. The blue dress made her skin glow, creamy and smooth. Her high heels made the muscles of her calves and thighs shape beautifully.

He imagined her wearing this dress, sitting on the hood of his Vanquish, straddling him, his hands wrapped around her thighs, sliding up to caress her bottom, feeling her silky panties, teasing one finger inside her, to bring her to climax, then ripping off her panties to find sweet release for himself. Ah!

"What are you thinking about, Edward?" Bella inquired.

"That's a very dangerous question, love," he answered. "I'd better keep my thoughts to myself tonight, to protect your virtue."

"What if I don't want to protect my virtue?" Bella offered seductively.

Edward sighed in frustration. "Let's just save it for a little while longer, Bella love."

"Edward, you spoiled me the other day, with that demonstration about vampire mating. I owe you some pleasure in return. It's only fair."

In less than a second, the car was stopped at the side of the road, and his hands were all over her. "Oh God...Bella...you're so sexy. What am I going to do with you?" Edward groaned.

"Take me to a hotel, so we can try a few things," she swooned.

Edward took some deep breaths to calm himself, then forced himself to pull away from Bella's enticing seduction.

"I've created a monster, haven't I? And I never even bit you," he laughed.

"I like being your little monster, honey," she purred.

Edward groaned, then adjusted his pants for comfort. Bella giggled as he started the engine to continue their drive.

They arrived at a nice restaurant, parked the car, then Edward came around to open Bella's door, proudly escorting her inside. Several people turned to watch them as they entered, and Bella blushed from the attention. Edward leaned into her, gently kissing her forehead, "Bella dear, don't be shy. You look beautiful tonight. Be proud."

He ignored the vulgar thoughts of the hostess and the waitress, and kept his eyes (and hands) planted on Bella. Since Bella looked so amazing tonight, he also had to ignore the thoughts of every man in the place as well. Oh yeah...that looks good enough to eat. Come over here, baby girl, and let Papa show you how to be naughty.

Edward's eyes darkened with frustration and jealousy. Mine! Hands off!

He was itching to consummate their union, marking her as his mate.

When Bella's meal arrived, she slowly ate each bite, using her tongue and teeth provocatively, while staring into Edward's eyes. Across the small table, Edward hovered close, watching every motion, licking his own lips in anticipation of her promised attention.

When she finished eating, and the table was cleared, he stood up, walked to her side, then got down on one knee. Bella gasped, placing one hand over her heart. Edward then pulled out the ring, clicked open the case, and placed it in her lap. Dazzling her with his amber gaze, he intoned, "Bella Swan, I only have one life to give you. One heart to love you. One body to worship you. Will you accept me as your own? Will you be my wife forever?"

"Yes," Bella answered. Edward then placed the ring on her finger, kissing the back of her hand, then stood up, pulling her into his arms. Awww...how sweet! Look, he just proposed! Wow, they just got engaged! How lovely! What a beautiful couple!Edward basked in the love and joy of the moment, grinning like a cheshire cat. They embraced and kissed in celebration.