Hello
I know, it's late but I said over on my drabble that I wanted to post this chapter and the next right after the other... or at least, without a week between the updates.
No, before you wonder/ask, this chapter is not THE chapter. It is the ride on boat over/pre-nerves/arrival chapter.
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Hope you like it... and the next chapter will be up in the next two hours.
The boat ride to the island was one that I paid no attention to. I was too nervous to pay attention to anything, really; my mind was consumed by the thoughts of what was to come.
I knew I had no reason to be nervous; I was, after, all only half-human, which meant that Edward would not be able to hurt me. There'd be no bruises, and whilst Edward would have to hold back somewhat, it wouldn't be nearly as much as it would have been if I was fully human. I wasn't as fragile as that… a fact I was glad about.
I also knew that Edward loved me completely and utterly and we were meant for each other. We were now married, husband and wife, and all we had to do was consummate that bond. The nervous butterflies within my stomach held no real, valid reason and yet… there were there.
And I knew exactly why, though logically, it was a moot point.
Edward loved me. Edward would never hurt me. Edward had already seen me with more than half of my clothes of and I him. So why then was I nervous about his reaction to my body? Why did I feel as if some part of me was inadequate? I'd always felt as if I wasn't enough for him, only to be proven wrong at every turn.
I breathed in and out, inhaling through my nose and exhaling through my mouth. Every time I inhaled Edward's scent I felt my body and mind relax as I leaned against him. I felt his muscles as he worked the boat, driving it with the precision of a practiced, experienced man. It all made my want for him more apparent and I smiled when I vaguely – because of how deep in thought I was – heard him growl under his breath.
The amount of time that we spent on that boat was immeasurable. I had no way of knowing how long the journey had taken, but suddenly, the boat was slowing. Of course, the only way I actually knew this was because I could feel the wind blowing my hair weakening with each second, the wind growing faint against my skin.
"I love you, Mr Cullen," I whispered, unable to stop myself. It seemed as though since we'd gotten on this boat, I had no verbal filter; everything I said came out of instinct.
Edward's lips pressed against my hair and I felt him breathe in my scent in deep, slow pulls. "I love you, too, Mrs Cullen. More than you'll ever know," that last part was whispered so quietly I wasn't sure if I was supposed to hear it and I turned to him, looking up at his beautiful face.
I gasped; he looked even more handsome than I'd expected. I hadn't looked up at him since we'd left the port, but looking at him now, pure Edward, with just the moonlight reflected against him… it was surreal. There was literally no one word to describe how he looked.
He smiled down at me, as if he knew what I was thinking but said nothing. After a few moments of simply looking at the enigma that was my beautiful husband and mate, I remembered why I'd looked at him in the first place.
"Why do you say that, Edward?" I whispered and his eyebrows quirked in both confusion and curiosity. I smiled, quickly clarifying. "Why do you say that you love me more than I could ever fathom? I feel it, see it and live it every day."
He smiled at me, saying nothing as he kissed my forehead and I knew that whilst he was happy with what I was saying, he wouldn't answer my questions. Rather than press for information, I simply hugged his bicep and leaned against him again.
Seconds later, the slowing boat finally stopped and I opened my eyes again. I could hardly see anything but lights and if anything, my heart beat faster as I thought of what was to come. Edward chuckled as he heard it and took my hand, quickly helping me out of the boat. He grabbed our luggage and put them down quickly and wordlessly before turning to me.
We looked at each other, studying each other. On his face was his classic, crooked grin; my favourite on his gorgeous face. His eyes, whilst nervous, were filled with love and want. He was beautiful and he was mine, a fact that made me so fucking proud I could hardly speak.
I knew that I probably looked the same but then, the look in his eyes changed slightly and a mischievous glint shined in them. He took my hand and pulled me to him, making me gasp as my hands came up to press against his lower chest.
We swallowed as we looked into each other's eyes for a moment. Unblinking, we seemed to read each other and we smiled, relaxing as we read exactly the same thing from each other.
But then, that cheeky look in Edward's eyes took precedence and all of the sudden, Edward's arm was wrapped around my waist and he'd knocked my feet from under me. Of course, he caught me before I could hit the floor and my arms instantly and instinctually wrapped around his neck as I squealed. He looked into my eyes, our faces inches from each other and he rubbed the tip of his nose against mine, eskimo kissing me.
Slowly, silently, he walked forward and I leaned my head against his chest, perfectly content. Yes, I was nervous but I knew that tonight, we'd become one; tonight… we'd finally become fully and completely each other's.
I love this chapter; it is seriously one of my favourites... what do you guys think?
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