Hey everyone! Thank you so much for the amazing reviews! Be sure to check out my new chapter of A Night In Vegas, just posted tonight. Apparently I'm a sap, but I love it and I love the reviewer that said it (you know who you are) hehe. But anyway, enjoy!

Clare's POV:

Normally, I would be mad at Eli for pushing my parents away, but not last night. Last night Eli spent four hours trying to reason with my mom and came back shot down in tears. How could I be mad at his beautiful sad face? I guess when you love someone that happens.

Usually it's Eli comforting me, so in a way I felt good getting to comfort him. When he woke up, his face was tear stained, "Hey beautiful, I'm so sorry about last night." He says.

I wrap my arms around him and kiss his sweaty black hair, "It's okay babe. I told you, I forgive you. I love you too much to let this come between us."

He smiles and cups my face to kiss me, "You are the best. You know that?"

I giggle, "I hope so."

He looks at me and gives me that look. No, not the 'let's have sex' look, he gives, me the 'I have a good/ possibly dangerous idea' look, "What?" I ask.

He jumps out of bed and smirks, "I'm gonna make my beautiful fiancée breakfast."

As he runs into the kitchen, I follow him. He starts pulling ingredients out of the pantry. When he settles down to just mixing the ingredients, I wrap my arms around him from behind. He chuckles, turns around, and flips it so he has his arms around me from behind. I giggle as Eli reaches around me whisking the ingredients. I dip my hand in the batter for a taste.

Eli gets jealous, "Hey! Selfish much Edwards?"

I giggle, "I'm very sorry Elijah, would you like me to feed you?"

He pouts, "Maybe."

I dip my hand into the batter to fetch him a taste. I reach my hand back and he takes my small fingers in his mouth, licking all the batter off each one. It tickles, so I pull my hand away giggle, "Eli that tickles!"

He smirks and licks my neck. I gasp, "Really Eli! Are you five?"

He shakes his head, "Nope. You're just too damn cute when you giggle."

I turn around and look in his face, "Really?"

He nods, "Mmm hmm."

I playfully push him, "Get back to breakfast lover boy. I'm taking a shower."

Before I can walk away he grabs me around the waist and spins me around, "Do you have to torture me with that sexy mental image."

I hold back the satisfaction of a blush, and slap him upside his head, "Get that out of your head you pervert!"

He chuckles knowing I'm not serious, "You know you love it, don't play Saint Clare with me."

I walk over to him and whisper in his ear, "I'm only Saint Clare for a few more months before I'm all yours Elijah." And I walk away, leaving him breathless.

A/N: Just a filter chapter. Hope it was alright, I think I am going to write about their wedding venue next, Any ideas?