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Chapter Thirty-Seven: Countdown
EPOV
"Jasper, I'm in hell," I groaned.
"Why, Edwina?" Jasper asked, his fingers clacking away on his keyboard.
"It's been two and half weeks since our sex embargo and I'm dying," I pouted. "I miss Bella."
"You miss Bella's pussy," Jasper said, arching a brow. "Dude, you're getting married in less than a week. You can fucking survive. Rose Palmer, baby. Have a date with her and her five sisters."
"It's not the same," I wailed. I stomped over to Jasper's couch and flopped down. "Seriously, I'm in hell. And Bella and I are constantly at each other's throats. Bickering over every little thing."
"You just need to fuck her," Jasper snickered. "Bend her over the kitchen island and pound her until she can't see straight."
"I did that after my trial," I mumbled. Then, I covered my mouth, blushing furiously. "You didn't need to hear that."
"Oh, but I did, Edwina. Spill it, Cullen," Jasper said.
"Well, you know that we won the civil suit. It was because James all but mounted me on the witness stand," I grumbled. "His tongue was down my throat, Jasper. It was the nastiest fucking thing. Ever. I seriously almost threw up in his face. I was traumatized."
"And you fucked your fiancée to erase that traumatic memory?" Jasper questioned.
"Yeah. On the kitchen island. Like a goddamned animal," I moaned as I covered my face with a pillow.
"Did you forget about the James trauma?"
"Yeah. But, I need more of her, Jas," I said, clutching the pillow to my chest. "All of her. I love kissing and caressing her. God, that's been great. But I miss…"
"Her slick pussy wrapped around your cock," Jasper cooed.
"Must you be so vulgar?"
"You're the one who's jonesing for your fiancée's snatch," Jasper chortled.
"Sexual deviant," I growled.
"No, that's you, Edwina," Jasper countered. "You have joined the ranks of all men. We're all sexual deviants. Enjoy it, boy. And I pity Bella on your wedding night. Her pussy is going to be so sore after the pounding your give her. Fuck. I'm jealous."
"You really are a sexual deviant. I plan on making love to my wife. Not fucking her. I'm not Trent Reznor, you prick," I said as I tossed the pillow at his head.
"Go to work, Edwina. Don't you have a meeting with the publicists for the tablet?"
"Already happened. I'm just biding my time," I said.
"Did you get Bella's wedding present? Christmas present?"
"Not yet," I said.
"Go shopping, Edwina. Get her stuff. Perhaps it'll help you get your mind off her tight little body."
"Unlikely, but I think I will. I'm out of the office for the rest of the afternoon, Jasmine," I said as I hopped up from the couch. "Call me if you need anything."
"Sure, Edwina," Jasper said with a wave of the hand. I jogged out of his office and into mine. I told Eric to take the afternoon off and go Christmas shopping. He grinned and thanked me as he left. I turned on my voicemail and sent a text to Bella saying I was running errands for the afternoon. Her response was short as she was in a meeting. She said that she'd see me at home. She also sent me her love. Of course I responded in kind as I slipped on my coat and tied my scarf around my neck.
I was walking out of the office when Alice hopped up into my arms. "Hi, Older."
"Yes, Mrs. Whitlock?" I asked as I put her on the ground.
"Jasper told me you're going shopping for Bella. It's been too long since I've hung out with my awesome older brother," Alice said with a sweet smile.
"I'm buying Bella's Christmas and wedding present," I said as I walked past her. I was still pretty pissed at my sister's behavior about her own wedding. Our relationship was slightly strained. We hadn't talked much since that nuclear bomb was dropped on our heads.
"What are you getting her?" Alice asked as she skipped next to me.
"I have no clue, Alice," I said curtly.
"Then, you need me," Alice chirped.
"Alice, I need to do this on my own," I sighed.
"You can't keep avoiding me, Edward," Alice said quietly. "I know you're pissed at me still, but you're my brother. My only brother. Please don't shut me out."
I turned and looked at my sister. Her head was down and her bottom lip was trembling. Aw, hell. I hate when she cries. Fuck me. I cupped her chin and raised her face to look at me. Her hazel eyes were glistening with tears. "Don't cry, Ali. Please?"
"You hate me, Edward," she sniffled.
"No, I don't hate you. I'm disappointed in you," I clarified. "Rather your decision you made."
"We apologized, Edward," she said as we got in the elevator.
"I know, Alice."
"Let me help you with Bella's presents," Alice muttered. "Please?"
"Okay. I am kind of clueless on what to get her. I have her wedding ring, but other than that, I have no fucking clue," I sighed.
"What does her wedding ring look like?" Alice asked.
"It's a set of three platinum eternity bands. It matches her engagement ring perfectly. Soft and delicate just like her," I smiled softly.
"Do you have any ideas for presents?" Alice questioned.
"Well, I already got her one. I'm going to use it as a Christmas present," I answered. "She's going to be so pissed but Bella hates driving in the snowy weather. Especially in her Audi. So, I got her an SUV. A Range Rover Supercharged in silver. But I can't exactly give that to her on our wedding day."
"Where are you storing it?" Alice asked.
"At Mom's," I replied. "It's a sweet car. I want one."
"Then, get one," Alice giggled.
"Nah. I'll just drive my wife's," I said with a wink. "I do want to get her something romantic for Christmas. Sentimental. Poignant."
"What about the wedding?"
"Fuck. I have no brain cells. Give me a code problem and I can fix it. However, ask me to get a romantic gift for my future wife, and I'm a mess," I grumbled as we walked out into the lobby of the Hancock.
"Bella's a writer. Get her a journal. A leather bound personalized journal," Alice suggested. "For Christmas. Come on, there's this cool store near Macys."
I nodded and followed Alice to Macy's. It was a handmade paper store that specialized in personalized journals and scrapbooks. I ended up ordering two of them for Bella. The owner kind of panicked when I said I needed them by December 22nd, but when I said that money was not an issue, she promised that the journals would be ready tomorrow. I also picked up a pen and pencil set with Bella's monogram on it. Rather, her new monogram. With my last name. I was so giddy to see that.
God, I'm such a nerd.
"So, wedding present," Alice prompted.
"I want to get her something that she could possibly wear on our wedding day. I know you can't tell me about the dress, but how about some jewelry to match that," I suggested.
"I'll let you in a little secret. Her dress has touches of red in it. It matches the bridesmaids gowns," Alice said.
"Diamond and rubies. Come on! Let's go to our jeweler," I said as I hailed a cab. We drove to the jewelry store and I told our jeweler, Stanley, what I wanted. He pulled out an exquisite diamond and ruby necklace, earrings, bracelet and ring. Without batting an eye, I handed over my credit card. As Stanley was finishing up my transaction, I noticed a pendant. A diamond pave heart pendant with a keyhole. Next to it was a key pendant. "Stanley, I want these two as well."
Stanley nodded and took out the two pendants, wrapping them up for me.
"You did good, Older. What else did you get?"
"A heart and key pendant. I'm going to wear the key while Bella will get the heart," I blushed. "She holds my heart. She owns it. And…yeah."
"Or you should say, you hold the key to her heart," Alice said, linking her arm with mine. "She'll eat that up."
"Right, Younger," I said. Stanley handed me the credit slip and I glanced at the total. Gah! Too many zeros. I smiled tightly and signed my name. Stanley gave me the bag with my purchases and we walked back to the Hancock.
"So, we're leaving on the 22nd, right?" Alice asked.
"Alice you know this," I sighed. "Your hubby arranged the flights."
"Just verifying. Oh, Bella will need this," Alice said as she fished in her purse. She handed me an envelope. "I put a rush on a passport for Bella Cullen. She didn't have one. Since you are taking her to Brazil."
"Thanks, Alice," I blushed. "I probably should have checked that before I booked the hotel and shit."
"This is why you have me, Edward," Alice giggled.
"Sad but true."
xx ANSOL xx
"Edward, what do I need to pack for our honeymoon?" Bella asked from the bedroom.
"Oh, Alice already has that covered," I replied from the office. "It's part of her wedding present."
"She's buying us clothes?"
"Designing us clothes," I smiled. "All we need is an overnight bag. The rest of it is already at the undisclosed location."
"And you're not going to tell me," Bella smirked.
"Nope. The only thing I am going to tell you is that we're gone for two and half weeks. But you already know this since you requested the time off from work," I said with a lopsided grin.
"Yeah, okay, smartass," Bella said dryly. "What time is the limo picking us up tomorrow?"
"Eight," I replied as I finished what I was working on. I put my final touches on my wedding vows. I was so nervous to say them, trying to get how I felt about Bella out in the right way. I had like fifty different versions saved on my laptop. Each of them sucking more than the other. I eventually just free wrote my feelings and went from there. I just hope that Bella understands and appreciates what I have to say.
"So, when we get to Phoenix, you're going to check into the hotel. I'm staying with my mom. We need to go to the county building and get our marriage license. You have a certified check, right?"
"Yep," I said as I pulled her into my lap. "Bella, everything is fine. We only get married once, love."
"I know," Bella murmured as she ran her fingers through my hair. "I'm just paranoid that I'm forgetting something. Like my mind."
"We're all good, gorgeous," I said as I ran my nose along the column of her neck, inhaling her sweet Bella scent.
Is that weird?
"Did you just smell me?" Bella giggled.
"Nope. Not at all," I blushed, kissing her neck.
"Edward, you are so weird," Bella laughed. She captured my chin and forced my eyes to look into hers. "But I love you. So much, angel."
"I love you, more, baby," I said as I held her closely. "Three days until you're Mrs. Cullen."
"What if I don't want to take your name?" Bella asked, arching a brow. "Edward Dwyer has a nice ring to it."
"Bella. Being the founder of the 'Cullen Children's Foundation' and having the last name of Dwyer would not bode well," I said.
"I'm kidding, dork."
"Geek. I'm a geek," I countered, tickling her ribs.
"Nerd."
"Oh, Bella…when will you learn, gorgeous. Bill Gates is a nerd. Steve Jobs is a dork. Edward Cullen is a geek. Do you understand?"
"No."
"Okay, hmmmm," I said as I patted my finger to my lips. "I have a nerdy, dorky façade, but secretly have a wild side. And that façade falls away when I'm around my gorgeous," kiss "intelligent," kiss "compassionate," kiss "and sexy," kiss "fiancée, soon to be wife. You bring out the confidence in me, baby."
"And you bring out the confidence, sexiness, and beauty in me, SGB," Bella said as she kissed my lips sweetly. Her tongue traced my lower lip as her arms wrapped around my neck. "And I look forward to being Mrs. Edward Cullen."
I tightened my hold on her and deepened our kiss. However, all too soon, Bella pulled away and reminded me of our sex embargo. I growled quietly and adjusted my neglected cock.
It's okay, buddy. Three days until you can sing the praises of your wife. Only three days more of me wanking off in the fucking shower.
"I'm going to shower and then head to bed. Don't take too long, Edward," Bella said as she kissed my cheek.
"I won't. Love you, Bella," I said as smiled crookedly.
"Love you more, angel," she blushed as she skipped out of the office.
As soon as she was out of the office, I opened my safe. I grabbed her wedding present and Christmas present from the small black box behind a large painting. I quickly stuffed them into my carryon and grabbed the wedding card I got for my fiancée, soon-to-be wife. Before I went upstairs, I pulled out Bella's journal that I purchased her and wrote her a note. I finished that and placed it into a box and wrapped it quickly.
I turned off the lights and went upstairs. Bella was putting lotion on the bed when I walked into the bedroom. I stripped off my clothes and slid between the sheets, picking up my book from the nightstand. Bella curled up next to me and sighed loudly.
"What's wrong, love?" I asked as I put my book on my lap.
"I feel guilty," she said.
"Why?"
"I should have invited Charlie," Bella mumbled. "As awkward as it may have been, he's still my father and should see me get married."
"Don't get mad, Bella," I said, biting my lip.
"Why? Did you do something wrong?"
"No. I kind of invited your biological father," I said.
"And? Is he coming?"
"He'll be on the plane tomorrow," I whispered, caressing her cheeks. Bella's chocolate depths filled with tears and they spilled onto her pink cheeks. "Don't cry, love."
"Happy tears. How did I deserve you?" she sniffled.
"The same way I deserve you, Bella," I said as I pulled her to my chest. She put her head on my torso, positioning her ear over my heart. Her hand moved to my hip and lightly grazed over the tattoo I had permanently etched into my flesh, proclaiming my love for her. My own fingers lazily grazed along her back over her pajamas. Eventually, Bella's breathing evened out and her body grew heavy on mine. I kissed her forehead and removed my glasses. I flipped off the light and snuggled next to my love.
The next morning, the alarm went off early and I shuffled out of bed. I took a quick shower and pulled on a pair of jeans and a sweater. As I was brushing my teeth, Bella padded into the bathroom, pulling her long brown hair into a ponytail. She kissed my bicep and grabbed her toothbrush to brush her own teeth. I put in my contact lenses and went to finish packing. I grabbed my toiletry bag and put it in the small suitcase we were bringing with us.
I made a quick breakfast of some eggs and bacon. I offered Bella a plate but she declined. She said she didn't want to eat right before flying on a miniature plane. I rolled my eyes and stuffed my face with her breakfast, too. At eight, the doorbell rang and we were greeted by a tall, balding man named Vlad. He was our limo driver. Our scary, Russian limo driver. He scowled as he took our bags and put them into the trunk of the long white limo. Bella shot me a furtive glance and I shrugged. We piled into the limo and drove the distance to Chicago Executive Airport. It was a relatively short drive. Only about a half hour. Vlad dropped us off and wished us a pleasant flight. In his creepy way, he skulked back to his limo and rode off.
"He's scary, Edward," Bella hissed.
"Tell me about it," I said, scratching my head.
"Older!" Alice shrieked as she ran toward me. I dropped my bag and managed to brace myself for the crazy, tiny person launching themselves at me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and legs around my waist. I stumbled a few steps but managed to stay upright. "You're getting married!"
"I know this, Alice," I said wryly, putting her on the floor. "I proposed. To the beautiful woman to my right. Perhaps you've met. Bella Dwyer this is Alice Cullen. Psycho."
"It's Alice Whitlock, brother mine," Alice corrected.
"You should know that, fucker!" Jasper snickered.
"Edward, be nice to your sister," Esme scolded. "Jasper, watch your mouth. I may not have pushed you out, but you are now one of my children and I will not hesitate to slap you."
"Sorry, Esme," Jasper grumbled.
"Yes, Mom," I said with a resigned sigh. Esme came up to me and kissed my cheek. She then turned to Bella and gave her a warm hug. "Where's Marcus?"
"He's coming," Esme said. "He had to pick something up. Demetri and Alex are bringing him to the airport."
"How about Rose? Anyone hear from her?" I asked.
"Just got a text from Tim. They're stuck in traffic. Huge accident on 90-94," Bella replied. "If they get past it, they should be here in fifteen to twenty minutes."
We sat down on the chairs. The flight crew checked us all in and loaded up our luggage. I noticed that Alice had several large suitcases. I arched a brow and she said that they were for our honeymoon. Marcus, Demetri and Alex breezed in. Hugs were issued all around. Shortly after they arrived, Tim and Rosalie came into the airport. They both appeared frazzled and pissed off. When I asked why, they explained that the police had them pull off the highway and take a detour. Tim ended up getting lost. They only managed to find the airport thanks to Rose's GPS. We were just waiting for Charlie. He sent me a text saying he was stuck in the same traffic as Rose and Tim. He promised he would be there shortly.
We all chattered on about the wedding and the early Christmas we were having after our rehearsal at Renee and Phil's. Charlie eventually ran into the airport and handed his bags to the flight crew.
"Sorry, I'm late. The traffic was brutal," he grumbled.
Bella looked at me and squeezed my hand. "Thank you, Edward," she murmured.
"I'd do anything for you, love," I smiled as I kissed her temple. She turned and kissed my lips sweetly. Charlie gave her a shy grin and Bella went to give him a hug. They spoke quietly until we were beckoned to board the plane.
We all got settled. Bella ended up sitting with her dad which I was okay with. Esme ended up sitting next to me and we talked about the foundation. Things were going well and it was booming. Esme even mentioned something about opening a location in the western suburbs. I suggested a few places but we didn't make a concrete decision. Esme eventually got up from her seat and Marcus took her spot.
"How are you doing, Edward?" Marcus asked quietly.
"Nervous. Excited. Happy," I gushed out. "Very fucking happy. I can't believe we're getting married. In two days."
"Your Bella is a beautiful girl. A loving soul. I see a lot of my Di in her," Marcus said with a sad grin. "But, it's time for joy. And Bella brings you great joy."
"She does," I replied. "Before I left, Eric gave me the current sales of the Cullen Verve Tablet. It's totally kicking the iPad's ass. You should be getting your investment back pretty quickly."
"I'm not worried about the money, my boy," Marcus said as he patted my neck. "It was a brilliant idea. From my brilliant son."
"You really have no idea how that makes me feel," I whispered. "All of my life all I wanted was to be loved. By my father. My brother. And now I have it. With Bella. With Demetri and Alex. With my mom and sister. And with you. I don't feel like a failure anymore."
"Edward the only failure in your life that you had was your father. And your brother. You are so much better than them. We may not be blood related but you are my son. I love you. And I'm so incredibly proud of you. Which brings me to why I'm chatting with you," Marcus blushed.
"You didn't want to talk about your investment?" I quipped.
"No. Though that news is quite exciting," Marcus smiled. "Anyhow, I know it seems fast but when you get to be my age, time is of the essence. I love your mother. Very much. Seeing as this impacts you and Alice as well, I wanted to ask your permission for your mother's hand in marriage."
"I'm pretty certain she'll say yes, so why should I deny her own joy," I smiled. "When are you planning on doing it? Proposing?"
"New Year's Eve," Marcus said with a wide grin. "After your wedding, we're going to Italy to spend time with my family and we're spending a few weeks there. Alice said she'd step in as administrator for the foundation while your mother was away. I think she's trying to get back into your good graces."
"She's getting there. Slowly," I smirked. "Alice helped me with Bella's presents."
"What did you get your beautiful bride?"
"Well, for Christmas, I got her an SUV. You should have seen her after that snow storm on Thanksgiving. She was freaking out driving in the snow," I chuckled.
"She never drove in it?"
"Nope. She lived in Forks, Washington until she was ten and then in Arizona after that. Neither place has a lot of snow. So, she's been driving my Volvo while we figured something out. I ended up getting her a Range Rover Supercharged with all the bells and whistles," I said.
"That's the new silver car in your mom's garage," Marcus mused. "Gorgeous vehicle."
"I know."
"But, I can tell. You got her more," Marcus teased.
"Of course I did. I plan on spoiling her for the rest of our lives," I said simply. "I also got her two leather bound journals and a pendant for Christmas." I reached into my shirt and pulled out my own pendant. "I hold the key to her heart."
"That's so romantic, Edward," Marcus said with a soft smile.
"I try," I shrugged as I stuffed my necklace into my sweater. "For the wedding, I got her the jewelry she's hopefully wearing for the ceremony. I also wrote a song for us that I'll be playing at the reception. I'm so nervous."
"Edward, it'll be magical. Trust me," Marcus said as he clapped my shoulder. I smiled crookedly and hearing him say that appeased my frayed nerves.
We spent the rest of the flight talking about how Marcus was going to propose to Esme. He even described the ring to me. It sounded absolutely gorgeous. Understated, elegant, beautiful…just like my mom. Before I knew it, the flight was descending into Phoenix and we were getting off the plane.
Rose and Alice took Bella's bags and got into the rental car, driving to Renee's. I was taking Bella to the county buildings so we could get our marriage license. Afterward, I'd be checking into a hotel for two days of not sleeping with my fiancée. Soon-to-be wife. I was dreading that and I didn't want to even think about it. I'd gotten so used to having her curled up next to me, her head resting on my chest.
Anyhow, Jasper and the boys pretty much told me that after dinner, I was having my bachelor party. I cringed inwardly at the prospect. I didn't want strippers. I didn't want debauchery. As much as I fought the whole idea of love and relationships, I was not sad to see my single days to end. Jasper, on the other hand, wanted me to have the bachelor party because he wanted to see me drunk.
Really?
No, not really. He just wanted me to have a bachelor party because he didn't get one the second time around.
Fucker.
Bella and I drove to the county buildings and waited in line for the marriage licenses. We filled out the paperwork and I paid them. As the clerk handed me the papers, I wanted to do this insane happy dance that it was actually happening. I wanted to shake my ass, scream from the rooftops, and spin my fiancée around. Once we got outside, I did scoop Bella up and spun her around like a fool. She giggled as she clung to my neck for dear life. I put her on her feet and dipped her into a passionate, loving embrace. "I love you, Mrs. Cullen."
"I love you more, Mr. Cullen," she cooed as she ran her fingers through my hair.
I righted us and we damn near skipped to the car. I drove us to Renee's, dropping Bella off. She wanted to drop the Charlie bomb without me there. Besides, I needed to shower and change for our dinner. I kissed her sweetly and drove the rental car back to the hotel where it all started.
I checked in and went up to my room. I knocked on Jasper's door and he handed me my bags and followed me back to the hotel room. We flopped down on the bed and watched some sports. I was surprised that Jasper was being so quiet.
So normal…
"What the hell, Jasmine?" I grumbled. "You're like quiet and shit."
"So?"
"Don't you have some snarky comment about how lovey-dovey I'm being? Or explaining in graphic detail about the bachelor party that I'm not going to enjoy tonight?"
"Nope. And you will enjoy your bachelor party, Edwina," Jasper said, arching his brow. "We're bonding as brothers. All of us. Or rather some of us."
"Spill," I said, sitting up on the bed.
Jasper sighed and darted across to his room. He returned a few minutes later with a sheet of paper. He put it on the bed between us. It was a sketch for a tattoo with a quote: "All for one and one for all/My brother and my friend/What fun we have/The time we share/Brothers 'til the end."
"Edward, you're my brother. I've always loved you like one and now we are. You, me, Demetri and Alex are all getting this tattooed on our bodies. Where it's up to you, but this is important to me," Jasper said. "The girls are doing something similar. It's part of Alice and my wedding present to you and Bella."
"Where are you getting it?" I asked.
"My hip," Jasper replied. "I'd probably suggest your back or ribs. If you get another tat on your hip, it'll make having sex a little difficult."
"What is the quote the they're getting?"
"'A true sister is a friend who listens with her heart,'" Jasper answered. "So, where do you want it?"
"Center of my back," I replied. "It's going to hurt, isn't it?"
"On your spine? Fuck yeah," Jasper snickered. I groaned and fell back on the bed. We lounged for a few more hours before changing to get ready for dinner. It was a pretty laid back affair. The only point of contention was Renee and Charlie. I could tell that Renee was not pleased that Charlie was here. Bella and I sat them as far away as possible to try and keep things quiet with the natives.
Once the bill was paid, Rose took the girls for the bachelorette party. I was surprised to see Esme and Renee go with them. Charlie told us he was going back to the hotel. Phil and Marcus were hemming and hawing about coming with us. After some convincing, they decided to join us while we got our tattoos. It was actually Phil who told us about an awesome tattoo parlor that we ended up going to.
We got to the tattoo parlor and Jasper explained our intent and handed over the sketch that presumably Alice drew up. The shop manager got four artists and we all explained where we wanted it. The tattoo artist that was assigned to me was the owner. Before we got started, I pulled him aside. "In addition to this quote, can you put a small angel on the back of my neck?"
"How big?" he asked.
"Two or three inches," I said. "Can you also add the initials IMC and the date 12-24-11?"
"Sure man," he smiled.
I removed my shirt and lay down on the table. He did the angel first. I told him to do what he thought was appropriate. I sat there for a half hour as he worked on my neck, adding the initials and the date. Soon after, he began working on my quote, situated between my shoulder blades. As I lay there, I felt the rest of the guys surround me as I had the ink pushed into my pale skin. An hour and half later, I was done. I heaved my body off the table. I was handed a mirror and I looked at the newest ink on my body.
So much for just getting one. I'm such a pushover.
The quote was in heavy script, similar to the script on my hip. However, my eyes were drawn to the angel at the base of my neck. I smiled and gently touched it. "Perfect." I reached into my pocket and pulled out two hundred dollars in cash. I handed it to my artist and he thanked me profusely.
We loaded up into the rental cars and drove back to the hotel. Jasper told me he'd help with putting on lotion on my back tomorrow and I nodded. I stripped out of my clothes and slid between the sheets. I lay on the bed, staring longingly at the Bella's side. Wishing she was next to me. I whipped out my phone and snapped a picture of the empty side of the bed and another of my face frowning.
The bed is so big and lonely without you, Bella. I miss you. – E
My bed is as big but not so lonely. Your sister is groping my ass. I'd rather it be you, angel – B
I never thought I'd say this, but I wish I was my sister right now – E
We'll be together soon, Edward. I love you – B
I love you so much more, Bella. Sleep well and if Alice tries to get some action, I will personally kick her ass – E
Get in line, Cullen – B xx
A/N: Up next will be the rehearsal and early Christmas. Check out my blog for any extra teasers and pictures. Also, I need some opinions about Bella's dress. Once again, check out my blog for the choices that I'm thinking about it. Link is in my profile. Thanks so much for reading!