A/N: This chapter covers the honeymoon, and by popular demand, it will be split POV. Hope you like =D
DISCLAIMER: Yeah..um...still don't own Twilight.
BPOV
Edward and I danced together for a few songs before Alice called us over to cut the cake. He was a gentleman and gently fed me my piece, but I just can't say the same about myself. I shoved his cake in his face, smearing the icing around a little, and he stared at me in shock while all of our guests laughed hysterically. I smiled apologetically and grabbed some napkins to help clean him off, and he warned me that he would find some way to get back at me.
He kept his promise a few minutes later when I was talking to my parents. He grabbed my hand and pulled, leading me over to a chair in the center of the dance floor. He leaned down and grabbed my ankle, and I gripped his shoulders tightly as he lifted my foot up to the seat of the chair. My eyes widened as Edward knelt in front of me, grinning wickedly. I gasped at the glint in his eyes and he jerked my dress upwards, latching his teeth onto the garter high on my thigh.
My face flushed in a mixture of embarrassment and lust while he pulled the garter down to my ankle, painfully slow. Our guests whooped and hollered as Edward stood up and launched the garter into a group of men, only to land in Emmett's hands. Emmett stared at us in shock while all of the guys elbowed him in the ribs and Rosalie winked from across the dance floor. I glared at Edward and he pulled me into his chest, crushing his lips to mine.
"We're even," he whispered, a smile evident in his voice. I glared at him playfully then returned his kiss, both of us becoming absorbed in the moment until Alice voice rang in our ears. I followed her over to the edge of the dance floor where all of the single women were anxiously awaiting the bouquet toss. I threw it quickly in a hurry to divert the attention to someone besides myself, and I turned to see Alice beaming at Jasper, my bouquet clutched tightly in her tiny hands. We all laughed at his nervous smile, and slowly split into pairs as the music began again.
I spent the next three hours during my reception being passed from person to person on the dance floor, and my feet were killing me. The song finally ended and I smiled at Jasper, my current dance partner, who kissed my hand lightly before placing it in someone else's. I groaned internally and plastered on a fake smile before spinning around to greet my new partner. I grinned widely when my eyes met a pair of emeralds, and I melted into Edward's arms.
"Ungh...You have no idea how glad I am to see you," I sighed into his chest. He chuckled softly and rested his cheek on the top of my head, enveloping me in his arms. We swayed gently to the music, enjoying this moment of peace, before a tiny hand wrapped around my upper arm and tugged roughly.
"Bella, let's go! You need to get changed so you guys can leave, and I did not spend weeks searching for the perfect dress just so you could leave for your honeymoon in your wedding dress!" Alice shouted. I gripped Edward tighter before sighing and dropping my arms, knowing that I would never be able to win against Alice.
"I love you, Mr. Cullen," I whispered. I stretched up on my tiptoes and pressed my lips to Edward's one last time.
"I love you, Mrs. Cullen," he whispered back. A grin spread across his face at my new name, and I smiled back as Alice pulled me into the house. She dragged me upstairs and pushed me into her room, slamming the door shut behind us.
"Strip," she demanded. I stared at her blankly for a moment, but quickly complied when she narrowed her eyes and started towards me. I slipped off my dress and carefully laid it across the bed before starting on my undergarments.
Once everything had been removed, Alice started throwing more clothes at me. I put on the navy blue lace bra and thong sent first, then stepped into the dress she was holding open for me. It was a simple cotton sundress also in navy blue; it had a halter neck and a tie around my ribcage, the hem ending just above my knees. I slipped my feet into the gold beaded sandals she handed me while she pulled my hair out of the clip, letting it hang loose down my shoulders.
"Perfect," she chirped. I laughed quietly and pulled her into a tight hug, kissing her spiky black hair before pulling away.
"Thank you, Alice. For everything. I really don't know what I would do without you. Today was just...perfect," I sighed. Alice smiled brightly as tears filled her eyes, and she jumped forward to pull me into another hug.
"I love you, Bells," she mumbled into my shoulder.
"I love you too, Alice," I whispered back, my own tears threatening to spill onto my cheeks. We both sniffled loudly and chuckled, pulling back slightly.
"Come on. Let's get you downstairs. I'm sure Edward's ready to go by now." She smiled again as she wiped the tears from her face and turned towards the door.
"So, any chance you're going to tell me where we're going?" I asked hopefully. Alice had helped Edward plan our honeymoon as a surprise for me. The two of them had kept it a secret from everyone, refusing to divulge even the tiniest detail. It was killing me.
"Not a chance," she giggled. I sighed heavily and followed her downstairs, unable to stop the smile that stretched across my lips when I saw Edward. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs with our families, wearing blue jeans that fit snugly in all the right places and a white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hair was in its usual disarray, begging me to run my fingers through it. He turned around as we descended the stairs, and a stunning smile broke across his face.
"Ready to go, love," he asked. I walked to his side and he put an arm around my waist, pulling me close to him.
"Yep. Where is it that we're going, exactly?" I asked innocently. He chuckled and kissed my forehead, ignoring my question. We quickly said our goodbyes to our families and headed out the door to find a limo parked in the driveway. I looked at Edward questioningly and he simply shrugged and opened the door, gesturing for me to slide in.
I climbed inside and snuggled against Edward when he slid in beside me. We rode in silence for a minute, just enjoying the peace and quiet. When I finally couldn't take it anymore, I leaned back to look at him.
"So what's with the limo? Where are we going?" I asked anxiously. He pulled me back to him and I rested my head on his chest, waiting for his answer.
"Well, we are riding in a limo because I didn't want to drive my car, and I thought this would be appropriate. And I can't tell you where we are going. You will just have to find out when we get there," he answered. I sighed at his response, or lack thereof, and settled into his chest.
We rode in silence for what felt like hours, finally arriving at the airport. I was dying to ask Edward more questions, but I knew he wouldn't answer them so I stayed quiet. Our driver helped us out and handed Edward our bags, and we headed into the airport to the check-in kiosk. Edward printed out our tickets and checked in our luggage, refusing to let me see any of the papers, then led me through security and to our gate. Our plane was boarding when we arrived, and Edward handed over our boarding passes for first class, leading me through the walkway and toward our seats.
I looked at Edward in confusion when the pilot announced our destination as Los Angeles, California, but he simply grinned and grasped my hand in his, turning to look out the window. I rested my head on his chest and he put an arm around me, holding me close to him, and I was asleep in a matter of minutes. Edward woke me up only a few hours later to let me know we would be landing.
Once we arrived at LAX I started to walk through the terminal towards baggage claim, but Edward stopped me and led me in another direction. He stopped to speak quietly with a man who smiled at me warmly and led the both of us out a side door and down onto the tarmac. He escorted us to a private plane and a small staircase was let down to allow us to board.
I followed Edward quietly, in shock that he had gone to so much trouble and spent so much money. He kissed my temple lightly as we took our seats in the small cabin, trying to comfort me. I smiled at him uneasily, and he chuckled at my pained expression.
"This plane belongs to a friend of Carlisle's, and he has allowed us to use it free of charge as a wedding present," he explained. My anxiety vanished instantly, and I sighed in relief, relaxing back into the seat. The pilot announced our departure a few minutes later, and the small plane lifted into the air. This flight was much shorter, and we quickly touched down at a small airport with only two hangers off to one side.
I forced myself to sit still, but I was aching to rush to the door and discover where I had been taken. Our pilot walked into the cabin a moment later, and greeted us both warmly. We shook his hand and he led us off the plan. I gasped as I took in the sight around me. The small airport was surrounded my lush green grass and large palm trees on every side, and the sun was bright in the clear blue skies. The warm air hit my skin and I was thankful that Alice had chosen such comfortable clothes for me to travel in.
"Welcome to San Nicolas," the pilot announced, a wide smile lighting up his features. I turned to face Edward, and he was grinning proudly at me.
"This is the other part of our wedding present," he informed me. I looked at him expectantly, urging him to explain.
"Carlisle's college roommate, Aro Volturi, owns a few vineyards in Northern California. He also owns this island, and offered it to us as a destination for our honeymoon. There is a large resort-style home a few miles from here on the coast that we will be staying at," he finished. I stared at him in shock for a moment before throwing my arms around his neck and kissing him forcefully.
"Oh, Edward, it's perfect! This is so beautiful and wonderful and I can't believe we're here!" I exclaimed. He kissed me back gently and our pilot chuckled softly at my exuberance. We both thanked him profusely and Edward slid him a large tip as he headed back to the plane to head back to the mainland. We made our way over to the hanger where a black town car was waiting to take us to the house.
The drive was short, but beautiful. I was in awe at how perfect the island was. Aro would definitely be getting a handwritten thank you letter when we got home.
We pulled up to a large white home that would best be described as a tropical mansion. The entire front wall seemed to be made completely of glass, taking advantage on the beautiful view of the Pacific Ocean. The water was glistening beneath us, and I took a few minutes to just absorb the beauty of my surroundings while Edward spoke with the driver and pulled our luggage out of the trunk.
He carried our things inside while I waited out on the porch for a few minutes. I felt him come up behind me moments later and scoop me into his arms before walking to the front door.
"I know I'm technically supposed to do this at our own home, but I couldn't wait," he admitted. I giggled quietly and he walked across the threshold with me in his arms, before placing me gently on my feet. We walked hand in hand into the large home, and Edward gave me a quick tour through our private resort. There was a large living area with a fully-stocked kitchen and a massive flat screen TV, as well as every DVD you could possible think of.
The suite we were staying in was just off the main room on the first level. The walls were an off-white, and a large mahogany canopy bed sat on the far wall facing the windows, with a white gauzy fabric draped around the top. The bathroom had a jacuzzi tub and two person shower stall, and double-sided fireplace that was shared with the bedroom.
"Edward, it's beautiful," I whispered. He stood behind me, his arms around my waist and his chin resting on my shoulder.
"I'm glad you like it, angel," he said softly. I turned in his arms to face him and pressed my lips gently to his. He kissed me back softly before deepening the kiss, running his tongue gently across my bottom lip. I moaned into his mouth and he pulled me tighter into him, pressing my belly up against his own. I reached my hands up to tangle them in his hair, and gasped loudly, pulling away from him quickly.
Edward looked at me in confusion and held my face in his hands, begging me to tell him what was wrong. But I was too engrossed in my own world to answer him. I had suspected that my babies were moving inside of me for a few weeks now, but had been afraid to mention it at the chance that it was just a normal sensation like gas or the butterflies. But this was different; this time, I knew.
I placed my hands on my abdomen and stood completely still, waiting for another movement. When I felt a light thump against my palms, tears spilled onto my cheeks and I grabbed Edward's hands to place them on my belly.
"Bella, what is it? What's wr--?" Edward's question was cut off by another quick nudge. He sucked in a lungful of air and held completely still, his hands pressed firmly to my stomach.
"Did I just feel...?" he started, staring intently at my face. I nodded silently, and Edward's tears joined my own. He laughed excitedly and pulled his phone out of his pocket, quickly calling his father.
He filled Carlisle in on what was happening and put him on speakerphone as our friends and Esme joined Carlisle, all shouting at once. We talked to them for a few minutes before saying our goodbyes and settling down onto the edge of the bed.
"I felt them," Edward murmured to himself after a few minutes of silence. I leaned over and kissed him softly, pulling back to rest my forehead against his.
"Baby, I know it's our honeymoon, but..." I started, unsure of how to finish the sentence.
"I'm not in the mood anymore either," Edward finished for me. We both laughed quietly together for a few minutes, then decided to settle down with a movie for the night. Somehow it just didn't seem right for us to have sex after just feeling physical proof of our children's presence. It just seemed a little...creepy.
Edward stretched out on the couch a few minutes later and I settled in between his legs, my back resting against his chest. We were silent for almost an hour, just watching the movie and enjoying one another's company. Edward pressed his lips softly to my hair and I sighed, relaxing further into his body.
"I love you, Isabella Marie Cullen," he murmured huskily. My skin flushed and my breathing became heavy, moisture pooling between my legs instantly.
"Mmm, I like the sound of that," I replied, my voice deeper than usual. His lips pressed softly to the sensitive skin just behind my ear, and a quiet moan escaped my lips. I sat up quickly and stood from the couch, walking quickly to our room. I turned around to see Edward still sitting on the couch, confused by my hasty retreat.
"Come on, Mr. Cullen. You have a job to do," I said in an attempt to be seductive. It must have been successful, because the next thing I knew, Edward had launched himself over the bag of the couch and crossed the room in two long strides, scooping me up and carrying me into the room. I giggled loudly and Edward laid me on the bed, his eyes black with desire.
"Yes, ma'am," he replied before capturing my lips with his own. I smiled against his lips and sank my fingers into his hair, pulling him down onto the bed. I think I just might stay on this island forever.
A/N: Well, I think that might be the gist of the honeymoon scene. I don't really want to describe all in detail all of their time on the island, so I probably will just have a quick review from Bella at the beginning of the next chapter. And I opted to just insinuate a lemon, cuz I don't really want my story to be more about the smut than the characters themselves. Hope you guys like =D
BTW...San Nicolas is a real island off the coast of Southern California, but it is owned by the US Navy. I just used it for my story because it was the right size and location for my needs =D