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Here we go, yo! Oh, and just a disclaimer on another topic. Don't hate me, but Kristen Stewart bugs me, she needs to eat a sandwich and stop being… annoying. So Scarlett Johanssen is who is in my mind in this story. You can imagine whoever you want but Scarlett's the one for me. If I swung that way, it would so be on. This image will be needed later in this chapter. Just giving y'all a heads up.
Ch 26
BPOV
Aunt Sandee had outdone herself this time. She knows I have a secret obsession with china and glassware… then I guess it's not that secret. But whatever. Anywho, she had found six of grammy's deep red pressed glass plates and the goblets to match. When she unwrapped them in front of me, I gasped and reached out to run my fingers delicately across the texture of one of the goblets. They were beautiful and the idea of my grandmother having actually touched these left me speechless. I looked at her stunned.
"I want you to take these home with you and use them. I know she would want you to have them and I know that you would have been the apple of her eye had she known you. I have a feeling that's why you two are so alike. She couldn't bear to let you go through this world without her." We both started to silently cry. After we composed ourselves, Sandee handed me a stack of recipes she had found that she thought I would like. She knew me so well and I was excited to try them. I was excited that I was able to keep my family so close to me and couldn't imagine this vacation getting any better.
Just then, I saw Uncle Chuck come into the kitchen to grab two beers from the fridge. He and Edward were bonding, apparently, because Chuck didn't share his beer with just anyone. Sandee winked at me, knowing exactly what I was thinking. I took a deep breath and let out a contented sigh.
"Let's go out to the garage, Bella. It'll give them some man time. Besides I have to show you the progress on my Oldsmobile!" I had forgotten about that. My Aunt had always wanted a 1950's Olds growing up and, now that she had retired, she decided she'd get one. Which meant she'd have to restore it. And she did… all by herself. She had it shipped to San Jose from back east somewhere where she struck up a friendship with a commercial upholsterer. He taught her how to do it and let her use his machinery. Then she made friends with an auto detailer and pained the car herself. Like I had said before, this lady was amazing. Seeing it now, it sparkled. She had made so much progress on it since the last time I saw it. Fire engine red and white two-tone exterior and the same leather interior. Her eyes danced when she looked at it, she was so proud. She was still waiting for replacement tail lights but it was gorgeous.
"So Bella, this Edward." I couldn't hide the huge smile that lit up my face. "Well, I guess there's my answer! I was going to ask you if you two were serious but I take that as a 'Yes!'" We both laughed.
"Yeah. We are serious. He's so special to me, Sandee. Such a good man and no one has ever treated me better. Ever. He's it for me." Her eyes started to tear again and I grabbed her arms gently to steady her. "No! No crying! If you cry, then I cry, then I'm done for the night. Deep breaths!" She laughed at me and pulled me into a tight hug.
"Hun, I'm so happy for you. You can tell he cares for you deeply. You move, he moves. It's beautiful!" It was true, we did sort of function as one person, come to think about it. I guess I just wasn't conscious of it anymore.
"Thanks, that means a lot to me. I wasn't really worried but there are always butterflies with introducing the love of your life to your family. You guys not so much but Dad… holy crap!"
"That was going to be my next question! How is Charlie handling his only daughter being in love?" I decided not to burden her with the whole Victoria/James debacle and just went with the bare bones description.
"Well, Dad wasn't receptive at all in the beginning. It was the cop in him, I guess. But he's seen that Edward would do pretty much anything to keep me safe so he and Dad have become a united front. It's nice to see but weird at the same time. I just don't fight it, y'know? Enjoy the calm."
"Yeah, Charlie's always been in a rush to judge when it comes to strangers interfering with the ones he loves. But when he comes around, he's your strongest ally. Your Dad's a good man. Now, what do you say about breaking up that man party in there? We might have to rescue Edward right about now." I nodded and we walked back into the house through the side door holding each other close.
We found Uncle Chuck and Edward on the couch watching the game, enjoying some beer, and laughing quietly with each other. Something told me that the game might have been on but they weren't watching it. What were these two up to?
EPOV
Holy crap. Chuck certainly caught me off guard. I had no idea I was that transparent! Oh well. Even though I had only known this man for a couple of hours, it felt like we had known each other a heck of a lot longer. I didn't feel the need to keep anything from him.
"Actually, no. It's planned for our time here, though. I'm just waiting for the right time, I guess. And I have no idea when that'll be, to be honest." It felt good to talk to someone about this.
"Have you talked to Charlie? In my eyes, that would be the biggest hurdle. Everything else is cake. Everyone in that restaurant tonight could tell you guys are ridiculously in love."
"Yeah, I've talked to Charlie and we have his blessing. Deputy Brian too, for that matter." Chuck nearly spit out his beer.
"Deputy Brian? Wilson's boy? I think that kid was dropped as a child, seriously."
"I agree. He's unique."
"Would you like my opinion about the proposal thing?" Yup!
"Yes, please! Any ideas you have would be a tremendous help."
"Ok, well if I know Bella at all, and I'm sure you do as well, she's a relatively private person when it comes to these things. It'll mean more if it's just you two. Don't you think?" Light bulb. All of a sudden, everything was crystal clear. He was right. I knew I had heard it before, I think Dad had said it. But for some reason, the way Chuck said it made it click in my head and the plan was set out in my head immediately. It was going to be perfect.
"Yes, I do. I think you're absolutely right." He started to laugh quietly.
"I think you might want to save that 'I do' for the big day, Edward." I laughed along with him just as Bella and Sandee entered the living room. Thank goodness they missed that conversation. Suddenly I wanted to have Bella all to myself and as soon as possible.
Chuck and I stood from the couch to greet the girls, I shook his hand and he pulled me into a hug and whispered.
"Good luck, kiddo." I smiled and mouthed the word, "tomorrow." He nodded and smiled widely.
"Goodnight, Sandee it was great to finally meet you. Thanks for helping me with this caper tonight!" She pulled me into a hug now and squeezed me tightly, whispering in my ear.
"Good luck, sweatheart." I pulled back and looked at her in amazement. Seriously? The entire family must have psychic powers. I turned to look at Chuck as he hugged Bella and he winked at me. Thank goodness Bella was still out of the loop on this one. She moved on to hug her Aunt and spoke tearfully.
"So when can we see you guys again?" I looked to Chuck for back-up and he didn't disappoint.
"We have Millie tomorrow, remember sweet pea?" He looked at Sandee knowingly and she played right along.
"Oh yes, Bella. We help Millie from up the road when her daughter can't make it into town. She has a doctor's appointment and we really should go to the grocery store for her too, cook up some dishes for the week." Wow, they were good. But I'm sure there really was a Millie up the road who they helped like that.
"How about the day after tomorrow? Then you both can fill us in on what's new… down in Mendocino. We haven't been down in a couple weeks. Maybe we'll meet you guys down there." Chuck was a master. Give it time, grasshopper.
"Ok guys, we'll be in touch! Bella, shall we?" I escorted her out of the house with my hand on the small of her back and we slipped back into the car to start heading back into town. I looked over at Bella and found her smiling and looking dreamily out the window.
"Bella?" She snapped out of her haze and looked at me, smiling lazily. She leaned over to me and kissed my lips. Driving! I smiled and turned back to keep my eyes on the road. She stayed close though, nestling my arm between her breasts, trailing soft kisses on my neck, and moving her hand slowly over my chest. Concentrate! Focus, focus, focus…
"Thank you so much, Edward. What you did tonight meant so much to me, I can't even tell you. You're so good to me." She then rested her head on my shoulder but continued to trail her hand over my chest but moving lower slowly. Oh man, not in the car. I had other plans for tonight! Wait, you're arguing with this? Have you gone insane?
"Bella, I'm driving here. You're precious cargo, my love." She readjusted her breasts against my arm and leaned in to trace my earlobe with her tongue, her hand continuing to drift south. Shit, do I pull over? I don't know, this is really hot. She seemed to read my mind and whispered into my ear.
"Just keep driving, Edward. I trust you." She then sucked my earlobe into her mouth and gently pulled on it with her teeth. SHIT! Her fingers traced my belt then slid just underneath the waist band of my pants. Fuck! Keep driving. She was now licking the side of my neck and sucking my skin between her teeth while her thumb brushed against my already hard as a rock cock and her hand drifted to my inner thigh. Hell, if this is the way she's going to react every time I surprise her, I'm gonna pop that shit everyday! Her tongue glided behind my ear and whispered as her hand drifted firmly over my cock, making it almost jump out of my pants.
"Mmm, so hard, Edward. Is that for me?" My eyes rolled back in my head, all of my senses working overtime. She made quick work of my belt and the button to my pants, pausing before undoing my zipper.
"Careful, here comes the zipper." That zipper came down so slow, I almost ripped my pants off to have done with it. My boxer-briefs were the only thing between me and my Bella. Damn, another obstacle. She moved to put one hand on either side of my hips gripping my pants and underwear.
"Lift up, baby." Shit, she had to be kidding. I whimpered at the idea and she shamelessly pressed her breasts into my arm again. I couldn't believe I was about to do this. It had always been a dream of mine. You know, one of those dirty wet dreams that you have when you're a teenager and you think no one else ever thinks about. Yeah, it was coming true at this very moment. I took my foot off the gas and lifted my hips off the seat slightly as she shoved my pants down allowing better access for her. She immediately freed my desperate cock from my underwear and caressed the length of it, palming my balls, and coming back up to slide her thumb over the tip.
"Holy shit, Bella! Fuck!" That was the only thing my brain could come up with. A string of expletives. Because they didn't require thought. And I was certainly not capable of rational thought at this point. All I knew was that Bella smelled good, her soft breasts were pressed against me, I felt her breath on the skin of my neck, I heard her whispers in my ear, and her heaven's gift of a hand was stroking my cock as I drove through the dark woods toward Mendocino. And that was good enough for me. She whispered in my ear again.
"Do you like that? Does that feel good, Edward?" Hell's horses, just hearing her say my name like that almost made me cum. But I felt selfish, like I should be reciprocating. I didn't like the idea of taking from Bella without being able to give back. I wished I was positioned better so I could reach her but all I could do was squeeze her knee and thigh. She pretty much pinned me there with her chest.
"Bella, I can't reach you, baby. I need to touch you." She chuckled softly, squeezing my cock harder as she stroked it.
"You don't need to, Edward. This is for you." And with that her head started to sink down toward my lap as she placed my hand on her breast. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! We're almost back to the house. We're almost back to the house. First, I felt her hot breath on my center. Then the tip of her tongue traced my length from the base to the tip, circled the tip, then she took my whole cock into her mouth. I could feel the back of her throat at the tip of my cock and it felt amazing. My gentle caressing and manipulation of her breast and nipple became a full on vice grip, unintentionally of course. I just couldn't help it. I didn't expect that, to be honest. She seemed encouraged by this, though, and let her tongue spiral around my cock and came to suck at the tip. She let her saliva drip over it before she took my cock into her mouth again and again. And Bella Swan takes gold in the Giving Head Olympics! I cried out at that not only because it felt phenomenal, but because that was so hot! The combination of her skill, the forbidden aspect of doing it in the car while driving, and having her heavenly flesh in my hand made me start barreling toward release quicker than usual.
"Bella… oh my God… you're so… shit, Bella, I'm gonna cum… Sweetheart, watch out…" I so didn't want to cum in her mouth. It just didn't seem very respectful to me but she didn't move away. She only sped up her pace, sucked harder, and moaned in pleasure around my cock. The vibration from her voice sent me over the edge and I exploded into her mouth. She swallowed and continued to suck me dry as I gripped the wheel with one hand and banged on it with the other trying desperately to keep it on the road and going in the right direction. Holy. Shit. She began to sit up while running her hand up and down my thigh, reached for the bottle of water in the back seat, and took a few sips. Bella resumed her place of nestling my arm between her breasts and was now playing with my hair as we pulled into the drive of the house.
"Mmm, you taste good, lover." That was it. I threw the car into park, undid my seat belt, took her face between my hands, and crashed my lips against hers moaning loudly and hungrily into her mouth. Her fingers clawed at me through my shirt trying desperately to pull me closer. We finally broke apart to catch our breath, she looked at me as though she were a huntress stalking her prey. Challenging me. I spoke in a gravelly voice.
"You. House. Now." A mischievous smile slowly crept across her face, one eyebrow cocked, and she dashed out of the car while squealing in delight.
We made it inside in record time, leaving a trail of clothes and destruction behind us. Chairs were knocked over, furniture was bumped out of place, and a ceramic vase fell crashing to the hardwood floor. Bella gasped in guilt but I couldn't care less.
"We'll buy them a new one. Take this… bra… off!" I'd never seen this one before. It was beautiful, but getting it off was like breaking into the Pentagon. Who made this thing? Remind me to punch him/her in the throat.
She stepped back from me and removed the rest of her clothing. All except the shoes. Oh, heaven bless me. What did I ever deserve to be this fortunate? I got the voice of one of my favorite comedians, Mitch Fatel in my head, "Just so fortunate!" I walked toward her and back her up against the kitchen counter as she slid my pants down that were still undone from the car. Kicking my shoes off, I didn't bother unbuttoning my shirt and just pulled it over my head, then pulled her body against mine forcefully. She fit perfectly against me, it was insane. Bella brought her hands to my face as she kissed me, one hand then snaking into my hair, the other drifting down my chest and around my back digging her fingernails into me. Damn, she is dangerous! I broke the kiss and held her close, our chest heaving from the excitement, and I leaned my forehead against hers trying to catch my breath. My hands found their way to her breasts without my thinking about it, it seemed like, and she let her head fall back enjoying the sensations. I loved how much she like having her breasts and nipples played with. Her breasts were perfect for me and I would be happy just to massage, lick, nibble, squeeze them all day if I could. Speaking of that, they were a bit too far out of my reach for my liking despite the heels so I lifted her up to sit on the countertop. She immediately spread her thighs and pulled me closer to her by my hips, my cock now resting against her pussy and we both whimpered at that. Her legs wrapped around me and she dragged the point of her heel up the back of my leg. I almost fell over, that was awesome. She was so warm and wet already that I just let my cock rub against her whatever way it wanted as I worked on her nipples. Her hips rocked against me wanting more friction and her hands held my head to her chest by my hair. I had never known this kind of sensuality with anyone before Bella. No one ever came close. Like ever. I loved hearing the sounds she'd make when I touched her, when I tasted her with my mouth, when I entered her. Everything was just amazing. Let's see what I could get out of her tonight, shall we?
I brought my face up to look her in the eyes as I dipped my fingers down into her wet folds and explored every part of it. It was so velvety and slick, it was heavenly, and she closed her eyes taking in a short gasp.
"No, Bella, eyes on me. Don't take your eyes from mine, honey." She opened her eyes and looked me in the eyes but I could tell it would be difficult for her to focus eventually. I slid one finger into her opening and she shot me a determined look as if she was willing herself to keep her eyes on me. Sliding my finger out, I replaced it with two and began to slowly pump them in and out making sure to drag across that favorite spot of hers – the ever elusive G-spot. Her eyes rolled back in her head as I did that but they stayed open. I hummed at her.
"Bella, eyes." She growled at me and brought her eyes back to meet mine and I gave her a look that said "We're just getting started." Sliding the two fingers out, I replaced them this time with three fingers and started to circle her clit with my thumb. She slammed one hand down on the countertop and the other dug into the flesh of my shoulder as she leaned forward and rested her forehead on my other shoulder. I picked up my pace and force inside of her and she lifted up her face to mine again. Her expression was something I hope I will never forget for as long as I live. It was bewilderment mixed with an intense pleading for more. Her breaths were coming in a few deep breaths at a time followed by more slapping of the countertop with her hand and heavy whispers. It sounded like a strangled cry from someone who couldn't breathe.
"Breathe, Bella, breathe." She took in a large breath and practically screamed at me.
"Fuck, Edward, I need it, please! Fuck… uuuuuh, do it!" Ok. I scraped my thumb over her clit and pumped on it at the same pace as I did into her opening, curling my fingers up to really dig at that G-spot. I thought Bella was going to burst into a million pieces as a considerable amount of heavenly fluid leaked from her center. Shit, I loved that. And the sound that came from her was indescribable. Immediately after I slipped my hand away, she practically jumped onto me wrapping her thighs around my waist and her arms around my neck, her breathing labored and hot against my skin. Her hips started to rock against my cock as I held her. More? Already? This girl was a dynamo. She slid down to stand in front of me, her hands running up and down the sides of my hips, pressing her low belly against my cock which was throbbing almost painfully. She slowly turned around but kept eye contact with me the whole time, and leaned over the countertop, hopping up a bit so her hips were even with mine. She brought her fingers up to her mouth and took one of her fingers between her teeth.
"Please?" Aw hell. I wanted to clarify what she was asking for. Because it could be one of two things and if I picked the wrong one, that could be bad. Personally, the back door was an exit. Exit only. So I went with what I was comfortable with. If she wanted the other, I'd let her ask for it explicitly. You know what they say about assuming.
I let my hands ghost over her beautiful shapely bottom. Damn, I loved her body. Not too skinny, curves in all the right places. She was what a real woman is supposed to look like. I slipped my hand between her thighs to gather her wetness and to see if she was ready for more. Bella moaned at my touch and grabbed onto the granite at my touch so I took that as a go. My cock slipped between her thighs, sliding all the way up her pussy to tease her clit and back. She gasped at the sensation and arched her back lifting her bottom up. Doing this exposed her opening to me and it was a beautiful thing. I teased her opening with the tip of my cock and she moaned louder. Not being able to take it anymore, I entered her slowly until I filled her entirely, drawing a loud whimper from both of us. Every time I made love to Bella, I was amazed at how perfect it felt to be inside of her. This time was no different except that now I saw different lines of her body. I let my hands drift over the soft skin of her back, up and down her sides, over her hips and her bottom. Oh, that bottom. She groaned louder every time I kneaded her flesh especially when I used it to hold her firmly against the countertop when I thrust into her. Having her at this angle felt so good and it was becoming difficult to last much longer. My thrusts came harder and faster and she brought her hand down to massage her own clit while I took her from behind. She bent her knees and I pushed her lower legs against the backs of her thighs to keep her in place. Oh my God, those shoes!
"Bella, I'm… shit, baby…" She nodded and worked her clit faster and harder.
"Cum for me, Edward. I've been ready since… I got up here… fuck! Hard, Edward. As hard… as you can… " I didn't hold back, I couldn't. I thrust into her as hard as my body needed to and she screamed like she was in pain.
"Baby?" She took in a sharp gasp and nodded.
"Perfect! Go… more!" My brain left the building and my low took over. The hand that she wasn't using to pleasure herself came around to grip my wrist tightly while she whimpered loudly with each thrust. Each time, the pitch lowered and I knew she was getting close. The hand that was on my wrist moved back to the countertop and used the lip of the sink to steady herself. A few more thrusts with me wrapping my arms around her hips and I came hard as I felt her muscles clamp down on my cock as she came with me. To the outsider, it probably sounded like we were being tortured with all the screaming and pleading moans. And we were, I guess. But it was a beautiful torture.
BPOV
We woke up the next afternoon around one o'clock. Edward's head was resting between my breasts, his arm was wrapped around my waist, and his thigh was draped over mine. Who needed a blanket when you had Edward? Yeah, he was warm and not exactly light, but it seemed perfect. The way he took me last night was mind-blowing. I remember him being embarrassed talking to me in the beginning about how he liked it harder, and I loved that he was able to let himself be free with me so quickly after that discussion. To be honest, there wasn't much I wouldn't do for him. There were a few exceptions, though. Y'know, nothing illegal and nothing that involved my exit. Not my thing, to be honest. But other than that, if it made my Edward happy and it brought about that expression on his face that I saw last night when he came, I'd do it in a heartbeat. I let my fingertips lightly trace over his back as I lay there thinking about how I didn't want to leave this place. I didn't want to go back to Forks, or back to work, or deal with those bad people who I won't name. I took a deep breath and drank in the fresh ocean air, the smell of fresh linens, and the sweetness of Edward. I loved his scent, it was so calming. I closed my eyes and tried to clear my mind of everything but this place and Edward, wanting to memorize it if I needed something to lift me up in the future. As I took in another deep breath, Edward did the same and skimmed my side with his hand to rest under my shoulder, pulling me to him and holding me close. I ran my fingers through his hair and he hummed softly into my chest. There was a perfect sense of peace at this moment and I knew he felt it too, neither of us wanting to break the spell.
Just then, Edward's cell rang. He groaned and waved his hand at it, refusing to answer it. Eventually, the ringing stopped, the call going to voicemail. A few seconds went by and the phone rang again. He growled and rolled over abruptly, seriously pissed.
"What the fuck! They know I'm out of town, what do they…" And he suddenly went silent and pale. He turned and looked at me as he answered the call.
"Felix?" His eyes darted around the room and I could hear Felix's voice speaking quickly. Edward got up from bed and walked over to the chair, put on a pair of jeans and walked out of the room to the kitchen. What the hell? I wanted in on this conversation too! I jumped out of bed and threw a shirt and a pair of undies on and followed Edward into the kitchen as well. He was pacing back and forth in front of the island, occasionally getting a few words in.
"All the charges?" Charges for what? Which charges?
"For both Victoria and James?" Grr, what's happening?
"The appeal?" Ooh, yeah, the appeal. What about the appeal? C'mon, c'mon, let me hear! Then I saw Edward exhale and bring his hand to cover his eyes then down to cover his mouth. He plopped down to sit on one of the island stools and faced away from me, nodding as if Felix could see him.
"Ok, thanks for calling, Felix. Yeah, I'll be in touch when we get back." And he hung up. I stood there frozen in time, waiting to find out what happened. What did he find out? What's happening? He finally turned around to face me and had an amazed look on his face. He whispered.
"The appeal went through, Bella. All the charges have been filed and they've been arrested. The whole ring went down with them too. We got 'em. It's over, baby." I stood there shocked. All the drama, stress, and anger that those two brought into our lives automatically lifted within the span of about two minutes. He dropped the phone on the counter and walked slowly toward me, his eyes welling up with tears. Oh man, that was one thing I couldn't handle. I couldn't bear to see Edward cry, even if they were happy tears. I walked forward to meet him as my eyes were now tearing as well, and we held each other silently letting the tears fall. It was done. Edward pulled away from me just enough to kiss my forehead.
"We need to celebrate. Let's get cleaned up and head into town, what do you say?" That sounded like a good idea. I needed some fresh air after that bombshell and I also just needed to see other happy people. I wanted to walk up and down the sidewalks, look in the shops, talk to the people that actually lived there. I wanted to behave like a normal person. All that nonsense back home cast a dark cloud over us even though others never knew. We knew, though, and it affected every aspect of our lives.
Once we both bathed and prepared to brave the elements, we headed out with genuine smiles on our faces. We left the car at the house deciding to walk. I spotted a few things in some of the shops that I wanted to pick up before we left, not being in a hurry to get them now. I didn't want to be weighted down with bags for some reason. We picked up some fresh fruit, a half bottle of champagne, a sandwich to split, and headed back toward the house.
EPOV
Heading back to the house, Bella walked straight toward the side gate. We'd never been out there before today and I had no idea what would be out there. Once I made it through the gate, I saw Bella standing at a path that lead down to the beach. The sun was setting and it set off the color of her hair like it was on fire. The wind coming off the ocean was crisp and I saw her take in a deep breath, taking the whole scene in. She sat down in the tall grass and started to set out the food we had gotten in town. I opened the champagne as she split the sandwich in two, and started in on the fruit. We drank straight from the champagne bottle and giggled throughout our makeshift meal. She crawled to sit between my legs and leaned against my chest, nestling her head into the side of my neck.
"I don't want to ever forget this moment, Edward. This one right here." I nodded in agreement and kissed her temple, running my hands up and down her arms through her coat.
"Bella, this moment exists because of you. I can't imagine a life without you by my side." She hummed and turned to kiss my jaw, then sat back closing her eyes taking in another deep breath.
"Me either, Edward. Me either." The sun continued to make it's descent and it hit me like a baseball bat. Wow, they were right. I would know when the time was right.
"I promise I'll always protect you, and I'll do everything in my power to make you happy." I reached into my pocket and fished out the ring I had been carrying around all day.
"You do make me happy, Edward. You make every moment special to me because you're part of it. I hope you know that." Band-aid.
"I do. Bella…" Where did all the spit in my mouth go?
"Hmm?" Seriously, dude, BAND-AID!
"Bella, will you marry me?" I slowly held the ring up in front of her and she froze. Turning to look me square in the eye, her eyes welled up with tears, and she ran her fingertips gently down my cheek and then rested her hand over my heart. I'm pretty sure she could feel it through my chest because it felt like it was going to self-destruct at any second. A smile exploded across her face and she laughed lightly pushing me over to lay on top of me, her hands framing my face as she crushed her lips against mine. It was a firm kiss but soft and sensual at the same time, our tongues slowly stroking the other and not rushing through this moment. She finally broke from the kiss and hovered over me smiling and planting small kisses all over my face and neck. I started to laugh as well, my hands running up and down her sides and down to her hips pulling her into me. She took in a short gasp at our contact and I rolled us over so I was on top of her. She looked deeply into my eyes and ran her fingers along my jaw.
"So? You didn't give me an answer, Bella." She then seemed to snap out of her haze.
"Yes!" Yes! I pulled her up to sitting and slipped the engagement ring up to the knuckle of her fourth finger, letting her slide it on the rest of the way. She looked at it in awe, then wrapped her arms around my neck kissing me deeply again.
"I love you so much, Mrs. Cullen." She squealed and pushed me over again wrapping me in a classic Bella hug.
"I love you too, Mr. Cullen. So much!" The sun set into the ocean as Bella and I lay there in the cool tall grass, happy in our own little world. Sigh. I was so going to sleep like a dead person tonight. Just me and my bride-to-be.