The next day, I was sitting with Edward on the black leather couch in his room. "How did it go last night?" I asked, snuggling up against his shoulder.
"Well, it was...different." He replied, chuckling slightly.
"Different..as in...good different? Bad different?"
"Different as in...different. I'm not entirely sure how to explain it." He said, grasping for words.
"Well...what did you do?"
"We went to Vegas." I raised an eyebrow at that. "Gambling." He said, grinning at the expression on my face.
"Sure, like I'm supposed to believe that that's all you did." I teased.
Edward looked shocked. "Bella, love, we didn't --"
I laughed. "I know silly, I'm kidding. I don't see why you still think I'm such a bad liar. Why was gambling so...different?" I was really starting to get sick of that word.
"Well, gambling with Emmett is always entertaining, since he's so bad at it."
"I heard that!" Came Emmett's voice from downstairs.
Edward chuckled slightly and continued. "Jasper's alright, and of course, with my talents I rarely ever lose." I waited for him to continue. "Ben was interesting. He was actually very good, very, very good. Did you girls have fun?"
"Yeah, it was tons of fun. We went to that Italian resteraunt that you and I went to that first day in Port Angeles, and we had the same waitress as you and I had that day. It was extremely funny to see her floundering around after Alice's charm." I laughed at the memory.
Edward grinned down at me, his expression changing from amused to mischevious. "The wedding is one week from today. Are you nervous?"
I glared up at him. "Why should I be nervous? Alice has me walking in death trap shoes, I'm fairly certain she's going to give me the worst makeover ever, I don't even want to know what the wedding cake looks like, or how many tiers it has. Seriously, this is probably going to be like prom times ten. Are you nervous?" I asked, making a supposed-to-be-seriously-inquisitive-but-of-course-looks-ridiculous-and-stupid face at him.
"Oh absolutely," He said, looking completely serious. "My fiance is walking down the aisle! She can barely walk in the first place, but in the shoes that my darling sister picked out for her, she'll probably end up breaking her neck. I can't have my bride injured. How would that look?" He made a ridiculously-inquisitive face back at me.
I laughed and he flashed the crooked grin that always took my breath away. I sat there, completely dazzled, until I started feeling dizzy and he reminded me to breathe. "You know, if you do that at the wedding I will most definately fall over." I threatned.
"If I do what?" He prodded.
"Edward, you know what I'm talking about."
"Fine, if you like I won't do that."
"Thank you." I giggled and he pulled me onto his lap. "What? I wasn't close enough before?"
"Absolutely not." He grinned again and there was a knock at the door. "Come in Alice." He sighed, rolling his eyes.
"Hey, hate to break up your lovefest here, but we need to talk about the dinner rehersal." She danced to the middle of the floor and sat down.
"Alice, the dinner rehersal isn't until Friday. We have an entire week. Why do we need to talk about it now?" I questioned.
"Because your mom is coming in on Tuesday, and you're going to want to spend as much time with her as possible." She replied.
I stiffened at being reminded of my mom. I know that I told her we'd go visit her after the honeymoon, but maybe it was a bad idea. The more I saw my mom the more reluctant I'd be to cut off all ties. "Bella?" Edward asked. I looked up at him. "Are you okay, love?"
"I'm fine." I half-smiled.
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely." I leaned up and kissed him lightly on the cheek. I turned to Alice. "What did you want to talk about?"
"The dress rehersal. We're going to dinner afterward of course, have you thought about speeches?"
"Speeches?"
"Yes, who you want to give them, specifically."
I thought about this for a minute. Weren't people supposed to give speeches at the actual wedding? When I asked this though, Alice just laughed at me. We finally settled on Angela and Ben, since Alice, Emmett, and Charlie would be speaking at the wedding, along with Carlisle. With that done, Alice skipped out the door.
"Bella." Edward sighed.
"What?"
"Something's bothering you. And you're going to tell me what it is."
I raised an eyebrow at that. "Oh really?"
"Yes."
I shook my head, but gave in anyway. "I was just thinking, I know we told my mom we'd visit her, but wouldn't it be the sooner we you know, 'die', the better? I just don't want to make cutting ties any harder than it has to be."
"If that's what you want to do Bella, that's fine." I nodded. "I'll talk to Carlisle about it." He promised, and I snuggled closer to his icy chest.
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