The arms of the sun had barely begun to touch the town of cadaques when I awoke. This meant I woke up early, a first for me.
I could smell Edwards's soft scent close to me. I could feel his warm skin on my bare back. It felt really nice, I let out a soft hum when his fingers lightly traced patterns on my back as he realised i was awake.
"How are you feeling?" he murmured.
"What do you mean?"
"Do you feel good, tired, sore-?"
"Sore" I said immediately. "Very sore…other than that I feel…amazing."
"You look amazing" he whispered. His voice sent Goosebumps throughout my skin and reddened my cheeks. "I know a perfect way to get rid of that soreness"
"do you?" my voice sounded breathless.
"oh yeah"
We didn't leave the room until around two hours later.
"Come on" I panted pushing him off of me. "If we don't get up now we'll never leave"
"I don't have a problem with that" he said, out of breath like me.
"Well I do" I sat up. "Were on a limited schedule you know"
"Okay…we have to shower first, you know" he smirked at me and cocked an eyebrow.
Oh how I loved my husband.
"April" he cried through the door.
I had to kick him out of the shower or else we wouldn't have finished.
I laughed when I heard him scratch at the door and whimper like a puppy.
"I'm almost done" I called.
"No! Don't finish just let me get in"
"After I'm done"
"Were getting a divorce if you don't let me in" he threatened.
"If you must" I called with a smile.
When I finished changing and I opened the door Edward was right there. He pushed me back and against the counter and began to attack my neck with kisses.
"You are not doing you're marital duties Mrs. Cullen" he said huskily.
"I have done them, you're just abusing them"
"You're not sleeping tonight" he said looking up at me.
"I don't mind" I grinned. "What I am going to mind is not being able to see this place"
"Fair enough" he said and let go of me. "Now get out of here"
"Not anymore"
"I'm going to shower"
"I want to watch"
"Okay" he began to turn on the shower.
"Okay never mind I'm going to go and get my things packed."
I kissed him and ran off before he could pull me back for more.
Ten minutes later he came out all changed and ready. I looked up at him from my notebook.
"I would have tried to cook something but it's such a nice kitchen that I would hate to burn it" i said, secretly telling him that i was hungry.
He laughed. "I'll be you're cooking teacher. You can't burn a thing with me as a teacher"
"Only if I get to call you Mr. Cullen"
"Ok…I would call you miss summers but you are neither a miss or a summers anymore"
"Dad's going to hate you when he finds out that you're the reason that I'm not a miss or a summers or a virgin for that fact"
"What do you think he's going to do?" he actually did sound nervous about that.
"I don't know" I said putting away my notebook. "I've never had a boyfriend let alone a husband"
"So should I be scared of him?"
"Hmm maybe a little"
"But were not planning on telling them…immediately anyway"
"Oh don't worry, he's going to dislike you just for the simple fact that you were with me this whole week. He probably thinks you're the reason I left"
"Which isn't true. You practically threatened me with coming with you"
"Same way I threatened you to marry me and sleep with me huh?" I raised an eyebrow.
He nodded. "Exactly"
"Come on my slave I'm hungry" I pulled him out of the room and to the kitchen.
We settled for omelets. It was innocent and safe enough for me, I thought.
"Okay now you break the egg"
"I'm not stupid Edward" I playfully scoffed. "I know I have to break the egg first"
"Well then what are you waiting for?"
i pulled my elbow back just enough to softly hit his stomach. Then I took the egg and gently hit it against the side of the bowl. When it cracked I put my thumbs on the crack to pull it apart. I applied a bit too much pressure apparently because the egg exploded and I got egg all over my shirt.
I let out a small yelp and Edward burst out laughing. Scowling I took the egg yolk and smashed it on his head. He stopped laughing immediately and his eyes narrowed.
"This is war."
Before we knew it there was egg and flour all over us and the kitchen. how the flour came into the picture i wasnt sure? but i was sure that edward was behind it.
Edward was sitting on a chair while I was lumped against the wall trying to regain my breath.
"I won" I panted.
"No you didn't" he said equally breathless.
"Shut up I won"
I looked around the messy kitchen. We made such a mess and there were still no omelets.
"I'm still hungry; you can't feed on fun you know"
"Right…take a shower and I'll make breakfast."
"Okay" I got up from the floor and began to head towards the bathroom.
"Oh and April"
"Yeah?" I turned to look at him.
"You stink; get that smell of egg off of your head"
"Whatever" I rolled my eyes and walked out. But not before hearing him chuckle.
I did as best as I could. I washed my head at least five times and I still managed to faintly smell of egg when I got out.
Edward had already showered in the other bathroom and was just setting two plates with omelets on the table. It was pretty much the only part of the kitchen that was still clean.
"Bon appétit" he said.
We both ate in silence. Boy did he know how to cook.
"Okay so is there something you're not good at?" I said when I finished.
"I got a c in history" he offered.
"It's still a passing grade."
"Okay uhm….I can't draw"
"Nothing"
He closed his eyes and shook his head in disappointment. "Not at all."
"Shame because I can" I laughed in his face. He playfully scowled at me.
"Well you can't eat drawings but you can eat food so I get the upper hand here"
"Fair enough"
I looked around the messy kitchen.
"What?" he said noticing my expression.
"It was such a clean kitchen" I sighed.
"Alright let's clean then"
It took us over an hour to get the kitchen clean. I guess that's another thing neither of us were good at, cleaning.
When we finished we looked back at our work and thought it was as good as it had been before we had touched it.
"Do we go out now?" i said enthusiastically.
"Yes, how do you feel about bike rides?"
His mom had apparently kept some old fashioned bikes from her parents. They were truly a beauty, all things vintage called out to me.
"I guess we came to the perfect town then" Edward said when I told him this.
"Yeah" I ran my hand along the bikes handle bars and admired it.
"April if you love it that much then you should have just married the bike"
"Are you jealous of a bike Edward?" I teased.
"Well I think that I have the right to be if you're looking at it like that"
"Tell me exactly how I am looking at it then"
"Like you want to make love to it"
"That would be kind of hard don't you think?"
"Yeah so that proves that I'm the better one here"
I laughed. "Look at you. Comparing yourself to a bike. I think you hit a new low"
"Only for you"
"Well I'll tell you a secret…I would pick you over a bike any day"
He gave me a Cheshire grin and a brief kiss.
"Onward" he said.
Cadaques was a beautiful old town with narrow streets and really traditional people. I loved every inch of it. There was certain magic about the place that I couldn't describe. It just called out to you. It was a white kingdom to me.
We arrived to cadaques famous church. I was never a religious person but that church took my breath away.
"Last summer I would always come here" Edward said quietly when we took a seat on a bench.
"To pray?"
"Not exactly…I'm not very religious. I loved to see the church though. Now and then I would pray but just out of courtesy."
"Do you believe in god?"
"I do. Do you?"
"I do believe in god."
"Have you prayed lately?"
I shook my head and looked up at the image of a tormented Jesus.
"I don't like to pray to god when there's something I need. It makes me feel bad?"
"What do you mean?" He turned to give me a questioning look.
"People tend to pray in times of need right?"
He nodded.
"I think that's really hypocritical of people. They only talk to god when they need him but what about when they don't? Most people just turn their backs on him. I don't like to pray when there's something I need because I know there's no way to repay him."
"I don't think he asks for anything other than loyalty." He said.
"How can one be loyal when we are so sinful? It's just that we can't be completely loyal because it's not in our nature. We can only try to be loyal. I know that some way I'm going to let him down and that's a really poor way to repay him for what he has done for me. When I pray I don't pray to ask him for things. I pray to thank him"
With that I bowed my head and prayed. I thanked him for all he had given me in life. But mostly I thanked him for giving me Edward and for puting him in my path. For Edward was the best gift I had ever received.
We walked out of the church feeling at complete peace. The sun would begin to set in an hour or so.
"Will you come to the beach with me?" he said.
"I'll go anywhere with you" I reached up to kiss him.
So we took the bikes to the beach. It was a beautiful deserted pebbled beach. We pedaled in complete peace along the road that was surrounded by large rocks. The wind blew my hair back I smiled in delight. I hadn't felt so free in a long time. I almost felt as if part of the wind.
We pedaled slowly. Edward didn't want me to get tired. He stayed behind me to watch out for me. Every now and then I looked behind me to see him looking at me with a big smile.
"Come here" I called "I feel too lonely"
He quickly catched up to me and together we looked around the beautiful natural scenery. We talked and teased and laughed and observed. Finally we arrived back to the white cottage and headed to the bay. Large rock pillars occupied it. Edward and I settled between them where we had a great view of the water and the sunset.
"Did you come here often?" I whispered. He leaned against a rock and I lay on the ground with my head rested on his lap. Slowly and gently he stroked my hair and tangled his fingers in the strands. The action was so gentle it made me sleepy as I watched the approaching sunset.
"Every day, just to watch the sunset. It's always so lonely that it always drew me in."
"It's lovely" I said closing my eyes at the feelling of his fingers on my hair. the sunset look even more beautiful than the painting of it in the cottage.
"It is" he murmured, I could feel his eyes on me. I moved my head slightly and kissed the side of his thigh.
"I'm going to miss this place as soon as we leave"
"We'll come back again"
"You promise?" I said looking up at him.
"I promise."
I grinned, happy with his promise then I looked back at the sunset. I couldn't believe it was already Friday. The week went by so fast, and on Sunday we would be heading back home. We were near the end of this journey and that saddened me. I thought back to the reason for this trip and was surprised to find that I had very nearly forgotten my condition.
I would live, I could feel it. I knew that I would head back home and get grounded for a month for what I did. I knew that I would see Edward as much as possible and I would go back to my life. I didn't mind as long as Edward was part of it.
The sun slowly descended underneath the horizon and left us in the calming darkness of the sea.
When the moon came out its light hit the water in such a peculiar way that it gave it a greenish look that was mesmerizing. It reminded me of Edwards's eyes.
"I always wanted to be in a place like this" I said.
"Like what?"
"Sometimes when I felt too trapped I wished I could be in some place completely deserted. I imagined different places, in a garden. A beautiful forest, a beach at night. But it was always alone, there would always be only me there basking in its gentleness. Just the thought of it seemed to calm me. Having that wish come true and actually being here…it's just wonderful"
"But I'm still here so it's not completely perfect"
"But I wouldn't have it any other way. I love your company, it is perfect."
We left an hour later when it had become cold. we got hungry so we decided on pancakes.
"I love to see people cook" I said as I observed himfrom where I sat on a counter.
"why is that?" he said while he busily cracked two eggs into a bowl.
"I don't know. On Saturdays my parents work early. When my brother was old enough to cook he would always cook breakfast for him and me. I would always watched with fascination as he concentrated on what he did"
"Is he good at cooking?"
"He'd give you a run for your money" I laughed. "He loves to cook. Not many people know it and that's the way he likes it. On Saturdays he cooks and I watch. But you know I realized in time that I don't have the same fascination when mom cooks"
"Why is that?"
"I don't know. There's just something different about it. But as I see you cooking right now I feel the same fascination"
"So you like to see a guy cook?"
"Maybe. There's more to it though. I think it's so fascinating because it's so unusual to see a guy who cooks. Let alone to see one who actually likes to cook."
"Yeah that's not very common."
"Exactly. I mean my dad is like me. He can't cook for his life. Nor is he interested in learning and like him there's many others. But like you and bobby there's few"
With ease he turned the bowl and dropped some of the mixture onto the pan and created a perfect circle. Then he set down the bowl and turned to look at me.
"So is it safe to deduce that you like the strange and unusual"
"Yes, that's exactly what I like" I nodded.
"Why?"
"Because it's unpredictable. Things that are predictable are too boring."
"You're unpredictable" he smiled.
"Thanks. That's why I like myself so much" I said sarcastically.
He laughed. "Conceited" he said.
We ate our pancakes and talked at the same time.
"The thought just came to my head" I said as I observed my glass of milk.
"Yeah?"
"How the hell is there food that is still edible in this house if you guys haven't been in here since last summer?"
"His expression turned sheepish. "I made a few phone calls while you got ready to leave the hotel yesterday"
That Edward and his sneakiness.
"To who?"
"The lady that cleans the house. Which reminds me that tomorrow I have to stop by at her house and pay her for bringing the food. She can keep the rest of what there is in the fridge"
"Well you thought of everything didn't you" I said taking another bite of the pancake.
"Of course I didn't. You didn't think I would bring you here and starve you did you?"
"True that. I would kill you before I let you starve me" I joked.
When conversation stopped I looked for another topic.
"What's you're family like?" I asked.
And he enthusiastically went on telling me everything about his family. He told me stories of him growing up with his sister. I wished I could have known him for longer than a week. I would have liked to have known a younger Edward.
"Their really going to love you when they meet you" he said suddenly.
I rolled my eyes and said, "You really think so don't you?"
"I know so" he was sure of it, I could tell. I beamed at him.
"They sound like really nice people. I think I'm going to like them a lot too"
"You will. Especially my mother oh she's going to adore you"
"Edward don't go overboard"
"No I mean it. She has a good judgment, and I know that as soon as she sees and hears you she's going to like you. Besides how could someone not adore you?"
"You'd be surprised" I chuckled and shook my head as I remembered my math teacher and bobby's girlfriend.
"I don't believe it"
"That's because you haven't seen my brother's girlfriend when she looks at me. If looks could kill"
"Is your brother close to you?"
"Very close. One thing that bothers me is that he can't help but talk about me to his friends. When I meet any of them they all know my name but I don't know theirs. It's weird"
"Then that's why she doesn't like you"
"Why?"
"Because you're brother is so close to you that maybe she's jealous"
"He's my brother, Edward" I said incredulously.
"So?"
"That's unreasonable"
"If she feels like he pays more attention to you than her it's very reasonable"
I shook my head but vaguely wondered if that was somehow true.
When we were finished we cleaned up the kitchen and set off to bed with no intention of sleeping anytime soon. We were going to make the most out of the privacy we had for these last few days. After Sunday who knows when we would have time and privacy for our marital activities.
for all of you hardocore robert pattinson lovers out there i'm sure you're going to notice what inspired me for this chapter.
in other news
mexico vs. argentina today! i'm excited but i have a bad feeling about it. i hope mexico makes it.
i hope you liked this chapter.
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-airali