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Chapter Thirty-Eight: Rehearsals, Weddings and All That Jazz
BPOV
"Oh, Jazzy," Alice moaned as she put her head on my chest. "I love you." Her hand snaked up my ribs and took purchase on my right boob. "Jasper? You need to go on a diet. You're getting man titties."
"Alice," I whispered. "I'm not Jasper."
"Holy fuck!" she shrieked as she jumped out of bed. "I'm so sorry, Bella. I didn't mean to grope you."
"No big deal, Alice. You did all night," I said with a wink.
"Bellini! Wake up, my sweet girl," Renee sang. She swept into the bedroom and put a tray over my legs. "Breakfast for the bride-to-be."
"Thanks, Mom," I smiled.
"I'm going to shower and then we're going to head out to the spa for a day of beauty. I'll put out your clothes," Alice said as she hopped out of bed.
"There's breakfast for the rest of you girls on the counter in the kitchen, Alice. Rose and Esme are already down there," Renee said with a smile.
"Thank you, Renee." Alice went to suitcase and pulled out a red velour track suit. She also took out a matching white one with a black tank top. She placed it on the bed before skipping out of the bedroom into the bathroom.
Renee sat down next to me and brushed my hair from my face. "My baby girl is getting married tomorrow. I can't believe it."
"Believe it, Mom," I said as I tucked into my French toast. "Did you make this?"
"God, no. Esme did," Renee giggled. "She saw me struggling and took over. She's such a sweet lady, Bella. Much like your fiancé. I can see where he gets it from."
"His mom raised him right," I smiled. "So, do you regret it?"
"Regret what?"
"Mom, really? Your tattoo that you got," I laughed.
"I regretted it last night when I tried to go to bed," Renee grumbled. "I couldn't get comfortable. What prompted me to get the damn thing on my ankle, I'll have no clue."
"It's a pretty tattoo, Mom. Suits you," I said as I finished my breakfast.
"The two that you got yesterday are beautiful too. Not to mention the one on your ribs," Renee said. "What does it mean again?"
"I love you. Only you. For eternity," I replied, blushing slightly. "Edward has the same one on his hip."
"Yeah, that surprises me. Edward is so refined. I would never peg him as a tattoo guy," Renee tittered. "Though, I do have a question for you, Bellini."
"Shoot."
"Why the crest and the crown?"
"Edward's my prince charming. Or rather, my geek charming. Also, the crest is a combination of his mother's family crest and his father's," I said quietly. "I just hope he doesn't freak out with the new ink on my neck. With his initials and our wedding date on it."
"How are you wearing your hair for the wedding?" Renee asked.
"Up. I'm not afraid to show off what I did for him," I said, almost defiantly. Renee smiled softly and kissed my cheek. She picked up my tray. I got up and padded to the guest bathroom on the floor after I swiped the outfit that Alice left for me on the bed. After I showered, I slipped on my shoes and curled my hair. I went downstairs. All of the girls were there. Plus Alex. "Hey, Alex. Not hanging with the boys today?"
"Fuck no," he giggled. "They're doing male bonding shit. Golf. Batting cages. Crap I do not care about. I figured I'd join you in getting a spa day. I need a facial. This dry weather is killing my pores."
"Alex, you've been here less than a day," Rose said with a wry grin.
"I miss my humidity of Chicago," Alex said with a dismissive wave of the hand.
"Drama queen," Rose snickered.
"Damn right, sugar," he said, arching a sculpted brow.
"Okay, we need to go," Alice said, clapping her hands. "We have a beautiful bride to buff, polish and poof within an inch of her life."
"Alice, relax, sweetie," Esme giggled. "This is Bella's day. Not yours. So, chill out."
"Yes, Mom," Alice said. Her posture slumped and she was so defeated. We all chuckled at the 180 turn around that she had. I just shook it off and we got into the cars. I rode with Renee and Rose. Alice, Alex and Esme rode in Esme's rental car. We pulled up to the spa and all got out of the cars. Rose sauntered up to the receptionist and informed her that we were here for a spa day under the name of Hale. She smiled and led us to the locker room where we were able to leave our clothes. Inside the lockers were fluffy white robes. We changed into the robes and went back out into the spa.
"Okay, who's the bride?" asked a small woman.
"I am," I said, raising my hand.
"Okay, you're coming with me. The rest of you are getting massages," she explained. "I'm Maya, by the way."
"Isn't Bella going to get a massage?" asked Alex.
"She will. She's getting waxed first," Maya snickered. I swore under my breath but plastered on a smile. I followed Maya to a room and she tossed me a towel. I covered up my body and sat down on the edge of the table. "Lay back, Mrs. Cullen."
"How did you know?"
"Rose made the appointment," Maya smiled. I rolled my eyes and lay back. She put the hot wax along my girlie bits and let it harden slightly. I bit my lip as she ripped out all of my hair and the top layer of my skin.
Why do I do this?
Right, because Edward loves it.
Does he wax for you?
No. That would be…
Fucking weird.
"All done, Bella," Maya said as she put some cooling lotion on my burning skin. "I like your tattoo around your ankle. Is it new?"
"Yeah, just got it yesterday. Rose, Alice and I all got the same tattoos. My mom got one similar but with a mother quote," I blushed. "'Mommies are just big little girls.' It's perfect for my mom because she's my best friend."
"Very cute," Maya smiled. "Come on. Let's get you massaged up and beautified."
"Good luck," I snickered. Maya rolled her eyes and led me to the room where everyone else was getting their massages. The rest of the morning was spent getting massaged, pampered and beautified. For the first time ever, I got a pedicure and a manicure. Rose wanted me to get fake nails put on but I abjectly refused. I just had my nails shaped and some neutral nail polish put on them.
After our day of beautification, we went back into the locker room. My velour track suit was not in my locker. Instead was a black and white dress. The dress itself was white and strapless. Over the top was a black overlay of lace. Alice smiled smugly as she helped me dress in my new clothes. I hadn't even realized how fast the day had flown by. When I checked my phone, it was nearly time to meet with Angela Weber's father who was going to perform our ceremony.
Angela was completely surprised at the fact that I was engaged and getting married by her father. I was over at Pastor Weber's home with Renee when I came out to make final payments the week after Thanksgiving. Angela was visiting, holding a baby. Her daughter, Reagan. Her and Ben got married right out of college. I hadn't even thought about inviting her since we hadn't talked since college graduation. After the meeting with her dad, we went out for coffee and reconnected. I invited her verbally and had Edward rush out an invitation. Angela and Ben would definitely be there and I was so excited.
The rest of our group got dressed and we loaded up into the cars, driving to the Botanic Gardens. I was a bundle of anxious nerves. My leg was bouncing uncontrollably in the front seat of the car.
"Bella, you are making me nervous," Rose giggled from the backseat of Renee's Lexus. "What's wrong?"
"I can't wait to see Edward," I said eagerly. "It's been nearly a day since I've seen him last and we're getting married tomorrow!"
"We know, sweetie," Renee giggled. "I've never seen you this excited."
"It's not every day that you marry your soul mate," I said, arching my newly sculpted brow. I ran my hand through my curled hair and glanced down at my beautiful engagement ring. Soon, I'd be Mrs. Edward Cullen. His wife.
"So, what did you get Edward for the wedding and for Christmas?" Rose asked, waggling her brows.
"This is part of it," I said, displaying my neck tattoo. "For Christmas, I got him season tickets to the Cubs. I also got him a 12-string guitar. Alice helped me with that. For our wedding, I got him a book. Or rather had a book made for us. You remember Victoria, right?"
"Yeah. She took those awesome photos that are in Glamour," Rose grinned. "Great article, by the way."
"Thanks," I smiled. "Anyhow, I had some photos taken in lingerie and um, naked. Victoria put them into a photo book with words about love, our relationship, and quotes from our favorite books and artists. I compiled the text and she made it one cohesive product. I was flipping through it before I wrapped it. Oh my god, it's gorgeous. She also included several photos from the foundation shoot and engagement photos."
"It's probably safe to say that it's not going to be on your coffee table," Renee snickered.
"Ah, no. I was perfectly covered but there are some shots that are pretty risqué. He'll get it after the ceremony. At the hotel," I blushed.
"My Bellini has turned on her inner sex goddess," Rose said proudly. I shot a look over my shoulder, staring at my best friend. Her hair was curled like a Vargas girl and her dress was a deep burgundy. Her makeup was smoky and she looked so striking.
"We're here," Renee smiled. "I can't believe you chose the botanic gardens, Bella."
"It's where we had our first date. Our first kiss. Where we said that we were exclusive," I blushed. "It won't be as beautiful as when we were here in May, but it's still important."
Renee parked the car and we grabbed our purses. It was a bit chilly. However, it was downright balmy compared to Chicago. I didn't want to put on a jacket to hide my dress so I just dealt with it. We walked toward the entrance of the botanic gardens and there standing like a Greek God was my Edward. He was in a black suit, white shirt and burgundy tie. His bronze hair was tamed. Well, for him. He was wearing his glasses and fussing with his watch. He was speaking with Pastor Weber, smiling nervously.
"Ah, there she is," Pastor Weber said when he noticed me. I picked up my pace and ran into Edward's arms. When I was enveloped by his strong body, I inhaled. His sweet scent of cologne, body wash and Edward invaded my senses.
I missed this.
I ran my hands along his back and he hissed quietly. I pulled away and he kissed my soft lips. "Hello, Mrs. Cullen," he smirked.
"Not yet, Mr. Cullen," I laughed. "How are you Pastor Weber?" We hugged and he kissed my cheek.
"I'm good. Excited to marry you and your handsome groom here," he smiled warmly. "Come. Let's go to the ceremony site. It's quite spectacular."
Edward offered me his arm and we walked through the botanic gardens to the Christmas display. The trees were lit up in a million twinkle lights. Around them were white chairs trimmed in red ribbon. There were also red floral arrangements set up around the ceremony site. There was a small raised platform with an arch. It was decorated with red and white chiffon and roses.
"Okay, here's where you're going to be standing. Exchanging your vows," Pastor Weber said. "Do you want me to have something prepared or are you going to say your own vows?"
"Our own," we replied simultaneously. Edward and I shared a look and giggled.
"Good lord, you're talking at the same time," Pastor Weber quipped. "Okay, so, who is going to walk you down the aisle, Bella?"
"Um," I floundered. "Crap." I shot a look at Phil who was talking to Marcus and Demetri. I then looked at Charlie who was speaking quietly to Alice. I blew out a breath and stared blankly. "I don't know."
"If Charlie wasn't here, who would walk you down the aisle, Bella?" Edward asked quietly.
"Phil," I answered. "But, I feel so guilty."
"Can I make a suggestion?" Renee spoke up. "I think that Charlie and I can put aside our differences and both walk you down the aisle. Phil, you don't mind do you?"
"Nah," Phil said amiably. "I'm good."
"Okay. The string quartet will be to your left and will be playing quiet music until we get the go ahead from your wedding planner, Alice," Pastor Weber chuckled. Alice smiled from her spot next to Charlie. "Let me get things straight. Alex is your ring bearer and flower girl? I don't see a child."
"I'm Alex," he chirped, bouncing on his toes.
"He's a child at heart," Edward whispered conspiratorially. "Just go with it."
"Right," Pastor Weber laughed nervously. "Alice is being escorted by Demetri. And Rose is being escorted by Jasper." We nodded and laced our fingers together. "Let's practice the processional and we should be good to go."
Edward kissed my forehead and we scattered. Pastor Weber spoke quietly to Edward and Esme as we were preparing for our rehearsal. We ran through the processional and the ceremony twice before we decided to call it a night. It was getting colder as we were standing there and I was beginning to shiver. Edward, the consummate gentleman that he is, removed his suit jacket and slipped it over my shoulders.
"We have the rehearsal down. All we need to do is have the ceremony," Pastor Weber said with a friendly smile. "I'm planning on being here around one. The ceremony starts at two. Are you having a photographer?"
"A friend of ours from Chicago is doing our pictures," I explained. "Her assistant will be here with the guys and she'll be with me while I get ready for the big moment."
"Wonderful. If there isn't anything else, I'm going to head home and prepare my sermon for Christmas Day. I'll see you both tomorrow," Pastor Weber said. He bowed gallantly and left the botanic gardens.
"Okay, let's head back to our house for an early Christmas," Renee said. We all walked out to the parking lot of the botanic gardens. I slipped into the car with Edward. As soon as the door was closed, Edward leaned across the console, cupping my face. His lips moved ardently against mine as we made out for a good ten minutes in the rental car.
He pulled away and gave me my favorite smile. "Hi," he said adorably. "I missed you."
"We just spent an hour standing next to each other, dork," I giggled.
"You know what I mean," he said with a dramatic eye roll. "I missed sleeping with you. I almost went into Jasper's room so I could have a warm body next to me. But it's Jasper."
"He'd probably call you a pussy and ask for your man card," I snorted. I clapped my hands over my mouth and stared at Edward with a look of shock. "I'm sorry. That just slipped out."
"It was funny and very, very true," Edward chortled. "So I'm a pussy for wanting my gorgeous fiancée next to me. Shoot me."
"I'd rather not," I said, arching my brow. "I like you too much."
"Ready to have our Christmas?" Edward asked, his eyes dancing with mirth.
"Bring it, baby."
Edward smiled and laced his fingers with mine. He brought our twined hands up to his lips and kissed my knuckles. He put the car into drive. We sped along the highway to Renee's home. Edward parked the rental car in the driveway and we headed inside. Before we even got to the door, Alice whipped it open. "What took you so long? Get lost?"
"No, Younger," Edward said as he ruffled her hair. "We were talking."
"Sure you were. Explain why Bella's lipstick is all smeared?" Alice challenged.
"I had some mistletoe hanging on the rearview mirror," he said. "Sue me."
"Well, we've been waiting to eat dinner because of you two," Alice said, putting her hands on hips. She grabbed my elbow and we skipped to the massive dining room. Set up on the table was a traditional holiday meal.
"Mom, I know you did not cook this," I said.
"It's called a caterer, Isabella. Relax," Renee giggled. "Though, I do have some bananas. Where's the deep fryer?"
"Honey, no," Phil said as he caressed her cheek. "Just, no."
"Thank you, Phil," I sighed.
"Do I want to know?" Esme asked, quirking a brow at Renee.
"Bella's favorite dessert when she was a kid was deep fried bananas and tartar sauce," Renee said proudly.
"No, it wasn't. She deluded herself into believing that," I said, shooting my mother a glance.
"What? I thought you loved it," Renee said.
"I'd rather eat moldy, rotten cheese than that, Mom," I said dryly.
"That's really gross, Bellini," Rose said as she scrunched her nose.
"I know," I replied.
We ate our dinner and Renee shared stories of my clumsy moments as a child. I was permanently a shade of red as I listened to her tales. Edward traced his fingers up and down my leg as he laughed heartily at my travesties as a klutzy, sullen teenager. Esme then took the floor and shared some interesting stories about Edward. While he was a very suave and debonair man now, he had his own clumsy and ungainly moments. She explained that there was a time during his senior year of high school that showering was not popular. Edward blushed and he ducked his head. His eyes were slightly pained and I knew that it was because of what James did to him in the locker room.
"We're going to head out on the veranda, Mom," I said. I pulled on Edward's hand and we walked outside. I sat him down on the ledge of the ornate patio. "Talk to me, baby."
"You know why," he whispered.
"James is a moron who shouldn't have touched you without your permission. Edward, I don't care that you had a time in your life where you were icky. I love you. We all have those times," I said, brushing his hair off his face. "We just cope with them in different ways."
"I know," he said as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "I love you, Bella."
"I love you more, Edward," I said as kissed his earlobe.
"While we're out here, I want to give you one of my Christmas presents for you," Edward said as he pulled away.
"Edward, we're getting married tomorrow. I don't need Christmas presents. I have you and that's all that matters," I said.
"Did you get me something?" he countered.
"Yeah," I said exasperatingly.
"Then shut it and except this," Edward said as he placed a small box in my hand. I tore into the wrapping and opened up the tiny black velvet box. Inside was a beautiful diamond heart pendant. In the center was a small keyhole.
"It's beautiful, Edward," I cooed. I looked up at him. I noticed that he had removed his tie and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. "You're not getting any, baby."
"I know. It's part of a set, Bella," he said, rolling his eyes. He pulled out a chain from his shirt and in his palm was a tiny, masculine looking key. "I hold the key to your heart, love. For as long as we're together, I'll be wearing this. Hopefully until we die."
I closed my eyes and I felt tears fall down my cheeks. Edward plucked the box from my hands and wiped the tears away with the pads of his thumbs. I smiled at him. "That is so beautiful, Edward."
"You are beautiful, Isabella," he whispered. I leaned forward and brushed my lips against his. Edward's tongue traced along my bottom lip and begged for entrance. I eagerly opened my mouth and his velvety tongue slid between my lips. My fingers tangled into his soft hair. I angled my head so I could deepen the kiss. Our tongues fought for dominance. Edward growled lowly and pulled me between his legs. I could feel his arousal poking me in the hip. His fingers glided down my ribs and took purchase on the top part of my ass. We broke apart, struggling for our breath. Edward's lips stayed on my skin as he kissed down my neck. I moaned and rolled my hips against his erection, eliciting another low rumble from Edward's chest.
"Edward? Bella?" called Jasper. We pulled apart, looking incredibly guilty. "Oh, shit. I'm sorry."
"No, it's not a big deal," Edward said huskily. "If you hadn't come out, things might have gotten out of control."
"Right," Jasper smirked. "We're doing the gift exchange. And Edward, your mom wants to talk to you."
"We'll be right in," I said. Jasper gave us a smile and slipped back into the house.
Edward reached for the pendant he gave me and went to put it on. "I can do it," I said, blushing. Edward arched a brow over his glasses but acquiesced. I put on the pendant and ran my fingers over the glittering diamonds. "It's so beautiful, Edward."
"It pales in comparison to you, gorgeous," he said with a crooked smirk.
"Yeah. That was cheesy, Edward," I snickered.
He wrinkled his nose and looked at me. "It was. Thank you for…well, helping me in there. And getting me out of an uncomfortable situation."
"I'd do anything for you, Edward," I said, caressing his cheeks. He kissed me five times, quickly in succession before heading back inside to our family. Esme took Edward's hand and led him into Renee's study. I went into the living room. Everyone was gathered around the large Christmas tree located there. The living room was decked out in red and gold decorations. The fireplace was blazing and it looked so homey.
"Since we don't have a traditional Christmas, we're going to play a game," Renee said cheerfully. "Each of you is going to get a number. That number is going to tell you when you can get your present. The presents are in the basket under the tree. I got some random things from some shops around Phoenix. If you like your present after you open it, you keep it. If you don't want to risk opening a present you might not like, you can steal a present that already has been opened. The person you stole from gets to choose from the basket. Now, keep in mind, the presents are pretty random and not gender specific. Meaning, if you pick a blue present, it won't be a man's gift."
"Renee, you didn't need to do this," Esme said. Edward sat down next to me and laced his fingers with mine. I kissed his cheek and cuddled next to him.
"Nonsense. It's a Dwyer family tradition. However, it's a lot more fun with a ton of people like this. After we finish the game, then Bella and Edward can do their rehearsal gifts for their bridesmaids and groomsmen." Renee handed out cards with numbers on them and the game ensued. Marcus was first and he picked up a gift. When he opened it up, it was a women's pedicure kit. He scowled but settled into his seat. Rose was next and she plucked the pedicure kit from Marcus. He smiled gratefully and grabbed another gift. The next present was Diamondbacks baseball hat.
The game lasted for an hour or so. The biggest present was a spa gift basket with a back scratcher. That gift was passed back and forth so many times. Edward was the last one to open a present and he snatched the gift basket from Alex with a maniacal laugh. Alex grumbled and picked up the final present from under the tree. "Fruit of the month? Give me back my spa basket, Cullen."
"Nope," Edward smirked as he hugged the basket to his chest. "Mine."
"No, you're probably going to give it to Bella," Alex said.
"I've always wanted a," Edward pulled out a jar, "Walnut shell mask to cleanse my pores. Makes the skin silky smooth."
"Right, Cullen," Demetri snorted.
Edward rolled his eyes and grabbed my hand. He picked up a large bag that we carried in from his rental car. In that bag was the presents for our parents and attendants. Edward carried the bag and we distributed our presents. Edward got the guys a wine opening set and a black leather flask with their initials on it. I got the girls their jewelry and purse for the evening. For our parents, Edward and I got a personalized engagement photo book. We both wrote our families notes on the inner binding of the book, thanking them for their love and support.
Edward and I shared a look and stood in front of the Christmas tree. "First off, we want to thank you for being here and sharing in our special day," I began. "God, that sounded so contrived."
"It's all good, Bellini," Rose bellowed from Tim's lap.
"We do appreciate your willingness to be come out to Phoenix and celebrate our marriage," Edward said smoothly. "And on Christmas Eve, no less. I just can't believe that it's actually here. We're getting married tomorrow. Our families are here and life couldn't be more perfect. Anyhow, these gifts are a small token of our appreciation. It means more to us than you can possibly imagine that you are here and we love you all."
"Can we open them now?" Alice chirped.
"Yes, Younger," Edward sighed. "God, we're 31. You'd figure she'd relax with the presents."
"I love getting presents. Especially from my new sister," Alice giggled. She grinned and tore into the box that I handed to her. "Oh my GOD! Bella, this is so pretty!" She took out the black diamond and white diamond necklace that I had got her and Rosalie. There was also a matching pair of earrings. I found something similar on a website but Edward insisted that I get them the real thing. I nearly had a heart attack when I saw the total at the jewelers. Edward just kissed my temple and said 'What's mine is yours, baby.'
I love it when he calls me 'baby.'
The guys opened up their presents and they were absolutely thrilled. Renee, Esme and Charlie all tore into their packages and promptly began crying. Or rather, Esme and Renee did. Charlie just smiled softly as he flipped through the book.
Edward pulled me into his lap and handed me two boxes. "These are for you. The larger one, wait to open until you're alone. The smaller one you can open up now," he said softly.
"Hold on," I said. I hopped off his lap and grabbed Edward's presents and handed them to him. "I got you something, too. You go first."
Edward smiled and tore into the envelope first. He grinned widely when he saw what I got him. "Season tickets to the Cubs? How?"
"Demetri helped me with that one. It's right behind their dugout," I said as I pointed on the map of Wrigley Field. "Open the next one."
He arched a brow and tore into the tiny box. He took out the small guitar ornament and smiled. "A guitar ornament. Very cute."
"Well, I couldn't bring your present with us. It's at Alice and Jasper's. I got you a twelve string guitar, case and the picks you like," I blushed.
"Shut the fuck up," he said, his jaw scraping the floor. "A twelve string guitar? Bella! Oh my God! That is so awesome. Thank you, baby. I love you." He cupped my face with his hands and kissed me sweetly. "What did I do to deserve you?"
"The same thing I did to deserve you," I said against his mouth.
"Okay, your turn," he said putting two boxes on my lap.
"Open the bigger one by myself?"
"You can open it now, but I wrote something in there for you. Read that on your own," Edward said quietly as he caressed my back. I nodded and tore into the smaller box. Inside there was a frame.
With a picture of a car?
"Um, honey, this is great. But why would I want a picture of a car?" I snickered.
"Well, it's not just any picture. That's your car," Edward said smugly. "It's at Mom's."
"You bought me a car. For Christmas?" I squeaked.
"You hate driving in the snow and this beast has the highest safety rating," Edward said as he pointed to the silver SUV. "Like the guitar you got me, though, I couldn't bring it with us."
"I should be pissed," I said. "But I know you miss your Volvo."
"Bella, I'd gladly give you my Volvo if it means you're safe. However, I'd figure you'd want your own car to drive around in the snowy weather," Edward snickered. "Do you like it?"
"I do. Thank you," I said as I kissed his pouty lips. Edward pulled away and pushed the larger box in my lap. I smiled as I tore into it. I placed the elegant wrapping paper on the floor. "Did you wrap this?"
"I did," he said proudly.
"Your talents are endless, Mr. Cullen," I said as I tweaked his nose. He rolled his eyes. I lifted the lid to the box and nestled inside the tissue paper were two books. My new initials were embossed on the covers. "These are beautiful, Edward."
"They're journals," Edward murmured. "A place to write your thoughts, your dreams, your nonsense, anything you want. I took the liberty to write the first entry, but where you go from there is up to you, Bella."
"I'll treasure them. Always," I said as I hugged the black books to my chest.
"As much as I hate to separate you two, Edward, it's time to head back to the hotel," Jasper said with a slight grimace.
"Crap," he grumbled.
"Edward, just think. The next time I see you, it'll be when I walk down the aisle. I'll be the one in white," I said, twining my hands in this soft, silken tresses.
"I'll be in the monkey suit," he snorted. "Mrs. Cullen. I love you."
"I love you more, Edward," I murmured as I threw my arms around his neck. He kissed the sensitive spot behind my ear and tightened his hold on me. Jasper gently tugged on Edward's sleeve. Edward mumbled that he didn't want to let me go but did. He kissed me passionately before all of the guys left the house.
"Bella, why don't you shower and get ready for bed," Renee said quietly. "I know you're itching to read what Edward wrote you."
"Thanks, Mom," I said. "What time do I need to be up?"
"The makeup artist and hair stylists will be here at nine," Rose said. "So, you can sleep in a little bit."
"Like I'll be able to sleep tonight," I joked.
"Bella, makeup artists can only do so much," Alice chided. "You need to get a good night's sleep. Do I need to give you a Tylenol PM?"
"No, Alice," I sighed, glaring at my sister-in-law. Or rather, future sister-in-law. "I'm going. See you all tomorrow."
"Good night, Bellini," Rose said as she hugged me tightly. I returned her embrace and went to hug my mom, Alice and Esme. I smiled, grabbing my journals and went upstairs to my bedroom. I stripped out of my dress and took a quick shower. I slipped on a t-shirt of Edward's, inhaling his perfect scent. I crawled between the sheets and opened up the journal that Edward had gotten me for Christmas.
On the first page, in his perfectly tiny script was a letter written to me. I ran my fingers over the words and smiled.
December 23rd, 2011. The eve of our wedding…
My dearest Isabella,
Once upon a time, in a far away land, there lived a beautiful princess. Her name was Isabella. Her skin was the most alluring shade of alabaster that turned a lovely shade of rose when she blushed. Which was quite often. Her hair was as soft as a hundred feathers and the color of mahogany. Her smile was sweet and endearing. Her mind was brilliant. Her heart was compassionate. Her soul was loving. She was perfect.
In a distant kingdom lived a lonely prince. His name was Edward. He was sad and forlorn because he thought that he would never find his true love. His mother and twin sister were supportive, but his heart was incomplete. However, his feelings were his own fault. Due to his fear. Fear of failure. Fear of rejection. Fear of the unknown.
One night, the prince stumbled across the beautiful princess and they began talking. Their conversation was about music, love and beliefs. Surprisingly, their beliefs about love, music and life were the same. The princess, in her own way, had her own fears. That drew the prince in. He wanted more. Their relationship grew through conversations and letters. At one point, the prince offered to visit the princess in her kingdom and they did. They met and the fears that the prince had melted away when he stared into the chocolate depths of the princess. When he touched the princess, a shot of electricity traveled through his skin and his heart stammered against his ribs. He was in love. In love with the princess. He wanted nothing more than to be with her forever.
Unfortunately, the visit was short lived. The prince needed to return to his own kingdom to attend to his own subjects. The prince and princess kept in contact with more letters and conversations. Their relationship grew. Their love was reciprocated. Never in all his life had the prince experienced such joy and exultation.
One day in August, the prince surprised the princess. He met her and asked for her hand. With tears in her beautiful eyes, she said yes and he put the ring on her finger, proclaiming: Ti amo. Solo lei. Per tutta di eternità. I love you. Only you. For all eternity. And he did. Loved her. Wanted to marry her.
And he will. On December 24th, the prince will marry his gorgeous princess. They will be together for all eternity, loving, living and enjoying each other. They will receive their happily ever after. The prince couldn't wait. But he will for he knows that he will marry his best friend. His first and only lover. His wife. His soul mate.
This is the end of this story. However, it's the beginning of a new chapter for the prince and princess. Together, they will tackle everything. With their love, anything is possible.
All my love. Forever,
Your Geek Charming
I closed the book and wiped the tears that gathered on my cheeks. "Can he be anymore perfect?" I hugged the book to my chest and curled under the covers, falling into a deep and restful sleep.
xx ANSOL xx
The next morning dawned sunny. Very sunny. Magically sunny. Perfect for a wedding. I smiled and stretched my body. I reached and picked up my phone. I had two new texts.
It's eight. Only six more hours until our wedding – E
Mrs. Cullen – E
I rolled my eyes and tapped out my response. Not like you're counting the seconds or anything, dork – B
Geek…get it right, baby. And I did figure out the seconds. As of right now, we have 19,120 seconds before our wedding – E
Did you read your journal? – E
Oh my god, yes! Edward, I was bawling. You are so perfect – B
No, I'm not. I just wrote our story. Very briefly. But I'm glad you liked it, gorgeous – E
I love you, angel – B
I love you more, gorgeous. See you in 18,854 seconds – E
I got up from the bed and grabbed my velour track suit which was left on the chair in my bedroom. I pulled it on and brushed my teeth. I picked up my journal along with a pen and padded downstairs to the dining room where there was a ton of food. In the kitchen, Alice and Rose were seated in makeup chairs getting their faces done up. "Morning everyone!"
"Good morning, Mrs. Cullen," Rose winked from her perch. "How did you sleep?"
"Very well," I said as I sat down, grabbing a bagel. "I dreamt about my groom."
"Saucy dreams?" Alice asked, waggling her brows.
"No, Alice," I sighed. "God, you have sex on the brain. You and Jasper are match made in the bedroom."
"I know," Alice giggled. "My Jazzy is a wildcat. So am I."
"What's your favorite position, Ali?" Rose asked.
"Doggie style," Alice replied, not batting an eyelash. "You?"
"Sixty-nine," Rose answered. "How about you, Bella? What's your favorite sexual position?"
"Um…"I blushed. "I'm going to get some coffee. Do you all want some?"
"Oh, no. Spill it, Dwyer," Alice said.
"Shit," I grumbled. I stared at my two friends and they looked at me expectantly. "I'm on my back and my legs are over Edward's shoulders."
"Nice," Rose said as she held out her hand. "But, I do suggest sixty-nine. You'll like it. Especially since you said that Edward has a magical tongue."
I buried my head in my hands and groaned. As I was trying to will the Earth to open me up and swallow me whole, a stylist came up to me and began attacking my head. My hair was curled, twisted and pinned up into an elegant up-do. The stylist put on the tiara I chose for my hair and pinned it into my chestnut locks. Behind the tiara, my veil was placed in my hair. Once my hair was done, my makeup was applied by the same makeup artist as Alice. The makeup was soft and natural, enhancing my features.
"You look beautiful, Bella," Alice murmured.
"Thank you, Alice," I smiled, looking at her in the mirror.
"I have something from your groom. Your wedding present," Alice said. "You get one an hour until you walk down the aisle. So here's your first one."
Alice placed a bag in my lap and scampered away. I blushed and opened the bag. Inside there was a small box and a card. I ripped open the envelope. Inside on a plain card with a red heart was Edward's distinct script. I opened the card and read it.
Dearest Isabella,
In four short hours, you will be my wife. Mrs. Edward Cullen. I can't wait and I still can't believe that you said yes. Bella, I love you more than my own life. In these cards, I'm going to share my wishes and hopes for our lives together. So, here's my first wish.
For us to be happy. Forever.
I love you and I'll see you in 14,400 seconds.
SGB
"Only Edward," I chuckled. I picked up the ornate box and opened it. Inside were a pair of diamond and ruby earrings. "Oh my."
"Aren't they gorgeous?" Alice chirped. She placed the earrings into my ears. As she did, I heard a quiet click of a camera. I looked over and saw Victoria with her massive camera.
"Congratulations, Bella," she said with a wide grin. "Are you ready?"
"More than you can possibly imagine," I replied.
The next hour was spent having breakfast with my bridesmaids. They also gave several presents. Lingerie. Expensive, see-through, naughty lingerie. Even Victoria participated. Her present was the raunchiest. A black corset and crotchless panties, along with two sets of handcuffs and some kind of whip looking thing. I blushed a deep crimson with that.
Alice handed me another present from Edward after our naughty lingerie gift exchange. It was another card and a small box. I tore into the card and eagerly read his sweet note.
Dear Bella,
T-minus three hours and counting. I don't know about you but I'm chomping at the bit. I'm sitting in my tuxedo imagining what you will look like in your wedding gown. My guess is that you're going to look like an angel. The most beautiful angel in all of the world. I'm so blessed to say that you're mine, baby.
Anyhow, my second wish and hope for our marriage healthy children. Lots of them. Well, you know what I mean. You have no idea how ecstatic you made me in Maui when you said that you wanted to be the mother of my children. I can't wait until we start trying. (Tonight sounds really good, if you ask me.)
Your horny soon-to-be husband,
Edward
I chuckled and shook my head. I opened the box and inside on the velvet pillow was a matching bracelet to the earrings that were in my ears. Esme, dressed in her outfit, came and put my bracelet on my wrist. "He truly loves you, Bella. I couldn't ask for a more perfect match for my sweet boy. I love you and I'm so happy you came into our lives," she whispered as she hugged me.
"I love you, too, Esme," I said into her soft hair.
"Come. It's time to get you into your dress," Esme said with a soft smile. I nodded and went up to my mom's bedroom where my dress was being stored. Rose handed me a red and black gift bag. I arched a brow. Rose pushed me into the bathroom and I closed the door. Inside the bag was my lingerie. Or rather, my panties. Since my dress was kind of strapless and I didn't have much in the boob department, I wasn't wearing a bra. The panties were seriously dental floss. Crotchless dental floss. In white. I blew out a breath and slid up my legs. I also noticed my garter inside the bag. It was red and black, matching the theme of the wedding. I put on a robe and went out into my mom's bedroom.
Alice was holding my dress and with Rose and Renee's help, I stepped into it. I slid my arms through the chiffon straps and the dress was hoisted over my body. I held up my white gown as Alice laced me up in the back. My dress was an A-line gown with crystals and beading all along the bodice. The bottom of the dress and the laces were the same color as the bridesmaid dresses in a deep crimson red. There was also some other red crystals along the bodice as well. My shoes were also going to be a bright red color.
As Alice tied me into the dress. The beautiful dress that she designed, Victoria snapped pictures. As soon as I was locked and loaded into my gown, my mom handed me a small box. "This was Gran's." I opened the box and inside was a delicately crocheted handkerchief with blue and white thread. "She carried at her wedding. I carried it at mine and now you're carrying it at yours. It's your something old and blue."
"Oh, Mom," I sniffled as I hugged her. "It's so beautiful. Thank you."
"Your something new is your dress," Alice chirped.
"Your something borrowed is your purse," Rose said as she handed me a satin red clutch. "I love that purse and I want it back. Got it?"
"Yes ma'am," I said with a salute.
"And here's another present from Edward," Alice said.
"Holy hell," I said as I opened the envelope. "How many presents did he get me?"
"If he had his choice, he would have bought the whole store," Alice snorted. "Nothing but the best for my Bella."
"You imitate him perfectly," I laughed. Alice winked and led me to the bench while I read the third note.
My only love,
I asked Alice to give this to you after you put on your beautiful dress. You'll see why when you open it. You are probably the most beautiful woman in the entire room right now. And no, I'm not biased. I'm just speaking the truth. You are the most beautiful woman in the world. To me. And you always will be.
My third wish for our marriage I stole. From the esteemed Robbie Hart from The Wedding Singer. (I'm a geek, what can I say?)
I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches I'll miss you Need you So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
All I wanna do is grow old with you
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you
Kiss you
Give you my coat when you are cold
Feed you
Even let ya hold the remote control
Put you to bed if you've had too much to drink
I could be the man who grows old with you
I wanna grow old with you
I love you, my Bella. It's less than an hour before I see you and you'll be my wife.
Your Edward
"My brother is a total cheeseball," Alice giggled as I handed her the card. "Only he would quote The Wedding Singer."
"I think it's cute," I said. I opened the large box and gasped at what lay inside. "Holy fuck."
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Alice asked as she lifted the necklace from the pillow. She placed the diamond and ruby necklace around my neck and clasped it. "Almost done, Bella."
I ran my fingers over the gems and sniffled quietly. "Don't cry, Bellini," Rose said as she sat down next to me.
"Happy tears," I said, wiping my cheeks. Alice knelt in front of me and gently patted down my skin. I looked at my two bridesmaids. They were so different but I considered both of them to be my best friends. Rose was tall and blonde. Alice was petite and had black hair. "You guys look beautiful. I really like the dresses."
"Me too. I may venture into bridal now," Alice said as she finished adjusting my face. "Your dress is so unique. Different. But elegant."
"You're supposed to say that, Alice. You designed it," I joked.
Alice waved her hand and we went downstairs. We took pictures outside in the backyard with all of the women. About 1:30, Alice handed me the final box as we were getting into the stretch limo. There was no card. Just a box. I opened it and inside was a ruby and diamond ring. I picked it up and looked at it. Alice pointed to the band. Inside, inscribed on the metal was a message.
My love. My wife. My soul mate. 12/24/11
"He couldn't get the wedding ring inscribed so he had this inscribed," Alice explained. I took the ring out and slid it on my right hand. I blushed at the new bling I had on my body. I was probably wearing more than I made in the past five years at Twilight and Eclipsed Sun. However, I didn't want to think about that. I wanted to focus my thoughts on my husband.
My Edward.
We were committing ourselves to each other in front of our families, friends and God. We loved each other and wanted to be with each other forever. I was vibrating inside, anxious to see my groom.
We pulled up to the botanic gardens and went toward the small building near the ceremony site. Renee and Charlie were waiting inside. They were talking quietly. They were not as tense around each other but there was a level of discomfort between the two. Renee was wearing a muted red dress with silver accents. Her short brown hair was curled and had rhinestone clips attached to it. Charlie was wearing a black tuxedo with a black vest.
"You both look perfect," I said as I walked up to my parents.
"Thanks, baby girl," Renee said as she kissed my cheek. "You are so lovely."
I blushed and ducked my head. Charlie hugged me awkwardly, kissing my temple. "I got you something, Bells. It's not a lot but is a representation from my side of the family," he mumbled. He handed me a small box. I opened it up and inside was a brooch in the shape of a swan. "It was my grandmother's. I was going to give it to your mom. I wanted to marry her, but obviously that didn't work out. Anyhow, I wanted you to have it."
"Thank you, Charlie," I said, tears flowing down my cheeks. "It's beautiful."
Alice took the brooch and attached on my left hip, next to the ruching on my dress. Rose handed me my red bouquet and they each clasped their white ones. We took some pictures and then headed out to the ceremony site. I was dancing on my toes, wanting to run up to the altar. As soon as the string quartet finished their song, a new one wafted through the breeze. Demetri appeared out of nowhere and offered his arm to Alice. Jasper did the same to Rose and Alex was bouncing on his toes so he could do his thing.
"You ready, Bella?" Renee asked.
"I've never been more ready," I said confidently. Alice tugged on Alex's suit coat and he grinned widely. He sashayed down the aisle, spreading red flower petals on the ground. The crowd snickered quietly as he danced to the front of the altar. Next, Alice and Demetri walked up to the altar. He was wearing a tailored tuxedo like all of them guys. He and Jasper wore red tuxedo vests and ties. Charlie, Phil and Marcus wore black and Edward was wearing white.
Once Demetri and Alice got to the front, Jasper and Rose went down the aisle. As they moved away, my heart pounded in chest, slamming against my ribs. I gripped onto Charlie. He laid his hand over mine and cooed quietly in my ear. "Don't let me fall," I whispered.
"We won't," Charlie murmured back. "I love you, Bells."
"I love you, too, Charlie," I said, blinking away tears. He wiped them away and kissed my cheek.
As I said that, the musicians played a new tune. It was the lullaby that Edward had written for me. I smiled and took a deep breath. Renee kissed my cheek and Charlie led me to the end of the aisle. I gripped my bouquet as we slowly walked up to the altar. I kept my eyes trained on the ground so I wouldn't fall over the flowers. My grasp on Charlie's arm was tight and almost painful. He didn't complain.
We got to the altar and I took a deep breath. I looked up and into the golden eyes of my love. And it took my breath away…
A/N: Please don't hate me. Please! It's a good cliffie. I'll finish the wedding and wedding night in Edward's point of view. He's an emotional wreck. Just like Bella. Anyhow, if you want some sneak peaks, check out my blog (link in my profile) or check out my tumblr (again link in my profile). Pictures of the dresses, presents, and other wedding goodies are posted there. Leave me love. Por favor!