A/N: I'm sorry to say that this is a very short chapter. You can only make people making out together so long before it gets tedious. And when you're NOT writing a sex scene when they're 'on their honeymoon' then you get even more limited. So, yeah, I still hope you like it anyway. Read and review please!

Chapter 37 PPOV Hotels

He got us to Seattle in record time. I was impressed at the short amount of time, even considering how we vampires love to go fast. In a way, if you'd thought about it long enough, it was actually kind of disgusting…

He pulled up to this grand hotel. It looked incredible, and that was only the outside! It was huge, and perfectly neat; it even had the little bell hop boy to drive our car around out to the parking lot.

Somehow, we'd forgotten to bring any bags with us. That was kind of a drag, because that meant we'd have to go home a little earlier than had been planned.

Nathaniel practically dragged me into the hotel by the hand, and stopped abruptly in front of the desk clerk. She was looking over at her computer screen when we'd got there, and she didn't even look up as she started talking to us.

"Hello, do you have a reservation?" she asked, completely preoccupied with whatever was going on on that screen of hers.

"Yes, it's the honeymoon suite under the name 'Cullen'" Nate told her in his velvety voice. Right when she heard the beautiful noise that came from him, her head shot up in the general direction of our faces. Her mouth began to drop slightly and she stared unblinkingly at Nate. He smiled that perfect smile of his at her and she seemed to snap back to the present with a few blinks.

"Right, let me check that for you," she said softly, hurrying her eyes to look away from him.

She started scrolling around on her computer again, trying to find our name listed. Then her eyes lit up as she clicked on something. She turned to us, grinning with triumph.

"Oh yes, here it is! Cullen you say? Room 406. Let me go get your key for you."

Nate turned away from her and looked down at me smiling. "Was that too dazzling for her?"

I chuckled and nodded my head. "I think she was about to drool that first moment she saw you."

His eyes went wide and his eyebrows rose as he put on a mock face of shock. "Me?" he asked, pointing to himself. "Surely not. After all, I'm deadly."

I smiled up at him. "Very. However, that doesn't take away from your incredible good looks. And don't let that get your head to big okay darling?"

A smile played upon his perfect features and he bent down to kiss me. I pushed myself on my toes to meet him and we shared a brief moment until the girl came back, jingling the key all along the way.

"Here you two go. Have a good evening, and call down to the front desk if you need anything. Anything at all," she said smiling far too widely.

Nate and I quickly turned on our heels away from her. I looked at him with a strained expression. "Eww," I mouthed to him as we walked away. He tried to smother his laughter at first, but ended up failing miserably. I noticed that people were now starting to stare at us from all around.

"I'm surprised she had the guts to say that," he said as we got farther and farther away from the front desk. "After all, she had to have realized what today was," he continued talking, his lips finding their way to my neck. I smiled slightly, but saw that there were still people watching us closely, some of them in disgust, while other envious or happy for us. I think I even heard someone say "Aww," softly as we walked by.

"And how would she know?" I wondered aloud as we stepped onto the nearest elevator. There were no people outside of the Cullen family that was even at the wedding. Surely there was no way that she could have known. Quite frankly, no one should even know other than us. Besides that, we weren't even in the same town anymore. Not only that, I didn't even know anyone who lived in Seattle.

He slowly brought his eyes back up from my neck and looked at me intently. He jangled the keys up and down at me and then held up the key chain to my eyes. "Does honeymoon suite mean anything to you?" he asked me as if I was incompetent. I could feel myself blush as we stepped out of the elevator and began strolling down the hall. How could I forget about that? He told her that it was a honeymoon sweet. Who wouldn't know that we had just been married if they had heard that?

I smiled at him shyly up at him. "I kind of forgot," I said weakly, standing in front of our room. He grabbed me up in his arms bridal style and kissed me. Next thing I knew we were on the other side of the room, my back pressed up against the door.

He pulled away slightly, breathing heavy, and looked into my eyes again. "I'll make sure you never forget it again," he told me huskily, crashing his lips to mine yet again, but this time more forcefully.

I could feel myself heating up inside. Not that my temperature could go any higher than about a 45 degree coolness, but I started to get caught up in the moment; our moment.

I felt his tongue graze my lips and find its way into my mouth. I noticed that now it didn't feel quite so chilly in there anymore. I wrestled him for a while until it ended when I gave up and let him search my mouth.

He stroked my tongue gently, then started searching everything in my mouth. He swept his tongue over my teeth, studying them. He continued all around my mouth until finally, softly brushed it to the roof of my mouth. I moaned softly into his mouth as I felt his hands rub up and down my back and he kissed me harder. My tongue started to work again and pushed back against his, wanting to study his mouth how he had mine.

I reciprocated the actions he did to me and I started to take off his tuxedo jacket. He let me, but continued to harass my mouth with his lips. He had been pushing me up close to the wall, and now it was my turn to push against him.

I slowly began to lead him backwards and started off toward the bed. He put his hands back and started to feel around, making sure he wouldn't hit us into anything. Finally he stopped and I knew we'd reached the bed. I pushed him slightly and his knees buckled with me tumbling down onto him. My face landed on his stomach and he placed his hands underneath my arms to pull me back up to his level.

I pulled on his tie gently and forced his lips to press mine harder. His hands came up and started to undo it quickly. He tore it away from his neck then placed his hands on my back again. I felt him start to unzip my dress as I started messing with his shirt buttons.

With my now nimble fingers I got his shirt off with ease. I laid their on top of him, kissing his collar bone and chest with butterfly kisses. I bit his chest softly and he moaned out. I grinned against his skin, and I noticed just then how I was affecting him.

Quickly, he flipped us over so that now I was the one beneath him, my head on the feathery pillows. He kissed my lips passionately, showing me how much he loved me, wanted me.

He started to slide the dress off my shoulders, his lips trailing wherever his hands went. He kissed his way up and down my neck repeatedly, his lips brushing ever so softly to my skin. When the sleeves were halfway down my arms he brought his lips to my ear.

"I love you so much," he whispered, then pulled my earlobe into his mouth.

The sensation that his tongue and lips brought to me were incredible. He rolled my ear around in his mouth, all over his tongue. I shivered when his teeth grazed my ear. I could hear myself breathing heavily, and then I just couldn't be the one enjoying this any longer.

I flipped us over again and started to venture my lips down his neck and chest. I continued down from his collar bone and brought my lips to his nipple. I started to do what he did to my ear, laving it in my mouth and sucking on hit gently.

"Peyton," he whispered as I softly bit it. I felt his hips buck upwards and I smiled on his skin. He was almost ready. I continued my trek down the planes of his perfectly toned chest, kissing, licking and biting softly at random. When I finally reached his little belly button, I licked around it, kissing it too. He moaned out again as I licked the top brim of his pants.

I smiled against his skin again. I lifted my eyes to his. "You want that?" I asked shyly. He nodded slowly, as though he were in agony.

"Please Peyton, you're torturing me," he said barely above a whisper.

I pulled myself up to lie on top of him again, his face leveled out with mine. I kissed him harder and deeper as I pressed my hips down against his. He moaned out again into my mouth and bit his lip.

I pulled away again and stared into his eyes. They were getting darker by the second from when they were a perfect amber at he beginning of the wedding. His eyes slipped closed as I kissed his forehead, followed by his cheeks. My lips placed a kiss on one eyelid and then the other, then made a trail down his face to his jaw line. I went from his chin to his ear then back, all the while, rubbing my hands up and down his chest and abs. Finally I kissed his soft lips again, softly, and gently.

"I guess I'll let you take the lead from here on out, love," I whispered to him against his lips. I could feel his lips turn upwards into a smile.

"My pleasure," he whispered huskily, and started to slide off the rest of my dress.

A/N: Alrighty. So, first off this is rated 'T' for a reason. It's staying that way, in which I am writing no further. And whether or not I've mentioned this before, I also don't like writing actual sex scenes, so I am not going to. So, that is as far as you are going to get for a 'honeymoon' out of them. Sorry to disappoint anyone, namely Belly :P Anyway, I hoped you liked it all the same. And if you wanted some sort of sex scene, read BellyGnomes story, Fresh Blood. It's Bella and Edward, but it should be good enough for you :) And just to let you all know, I'm pretty sure that the next chapter will be the last one. I've finally figured out a decently good way to end the story, so yeah. Just for the heads up. If you liked it, review, if not, review anyway. :)