I knoooooow, I shouldn't have said SOON. It has SO NOT been soon. I suck. Forgive me?

for those of you that remember, there WAS a part 1 to this and I promised a part 2. Since it's been a million years since my last update, I posted the last bit of part 1 of Bella's pov as a refresher before moving onto Edward.

Stephenie Meyer still owns Twilight.


"Pssst. Excuse me, miss?"

"Yeah? What can I get you?" I say unflinchingly with a wet towel draped over my shoulder. The night has gotten extremely busy and I'm having way loads of fun treating Edward like a regular customer. It's driving him insane, which will make our sexcapades when we back home tonight even insaner.

"I'll ignore that distracting line of questioning." He leans his elbows on the bar and moves in closer. I'm attracted to him like a moth to a flame and in seconds we're nose to nose.

"I want to take you away somewhere for a few days," he says throatily over the music pounding from the speakers.

"Oh yeah? Like a...vacation?" I gulp.

"Sorta. You think Emmett will let you?"

"He will if you ask him. He's got a raging guy-boner for you."

"Shut up."

"I'm serious. After you went all superhero on me and were all nearly killed defending my honor and then when you were all brave and strong in the hospital, Em's been showing a side I've never seen before. A side that screams, I want to go gay for Edward Cullen. I bet he's soft and warm and would be really gentle the first time."

"You're certifiable."

"I'm telling you. He's like, all about your happiness and well-being and shit. It's annoying. ...And adorable."

Edward suppressed a chuckle and took a cleansing breath. "Fine. I'll ask him for permission to take you away for a few days."

"Don't tell him where. And don't let him invite himself along either. Next thing you know he'll be sleeping in between us wearing dinosaur pajamas, then he'll be spooning you and somewhere along the way I'll end up demoted to the couch while you two have quiet alone cuddle time." The mental picture is enough to send us both into a laugh out loud giggle fit.

"Isabella Swan," he says as soon as he's able to catch his breath. "You are, without a doubt, the most fascinating creature I have ever met."

EPOV

It was a hot summer day in Tompkins Square Park. A year to the day that I stumbled upon the beautiful Bella Swan crouched down on the sidewalk outside the poetry cafe. Little did I know how that tiny misstep would redirect my entire life in the space of half a second. I could have moved to the right. If the sun hadn't been in my eyes I never would have collided with the most spectacular creature ever to walk the earth. I would have missed her completely. And her funky attitude. The thought scared the fucking shit out of me so this is where I'd usually stop the train of thought and move on to better things; like how we fit together even when we're walking side by side.

I held her hand, damp and small in mine, and brought it to my lips to kiss her knuckles as we strolled under the trees finishing each others sentence fragments.

Remember the time I chased after you and nearly got creamed by a cab running through the intersection?

Yeah. You looked hot when you caught me, all pissed off and sweaty.

I couldn't believe it had been a year since Bella entered my life. We'd been through so much; more than most couples go through in a lifetime.

And I've never been so in love with anything the way I'm in love with Bella. No love has ever felt like this. She's the absolute reason for my existence; my dream realized. I'm the luckiest man on the face of the earth to get to spend each one of my days with her in it. And soon, very soon, I will make her mine officially and permanently.

I just have to fucking ask her.

She rested her head on my chest as we meandered through the park and I thought through all the styles her strawberry-scented hair has gone through in response to a chapter in our life together; the way she chopped it off when I left her, the way it framed her face as we watched Shakespeare in the Park - two strangers falling in love under the stars - how soft it felt as I held it back from her face that same night she got sick in my toilet.

"You ready to go back?" I asked, kissing her temple and squeezing her hip.

"Only if you plan on taking me back to bed and fucking me," she said seriously, slipping her hand under my thin white tee and fingering my belly hair.

"Sex addict," I teased, pulling her flush to my side so she could kiss my neck.

"Mmmm, it's your fault," she kitten-moaned, licking her way to my jaw.

"Keep it up and we're going to be late meeting Jasper," I tried to reason with her, but she obviously wasn't listening. "Bellaaa, we're in public," I scolded, removing her hand that was finding its way under the waistband of my boxerbriefs.

"Then take me home," she whispered breathlessly into my ear with a flick of her tongue. "So I can take these off." And her hand was back in my waistband, her nails scratching the skin of my pubes. "What are we meeting Jasper for anyway? Why won't you tell me?"

I pinched my fingers to my lips and pressed them together to let her know that she was not winning this one. For once, I would be able to keep a secret from her from start to finish. And maaaaaaaan did it drive her butt-fucking-nuts! She stomped her foot and crossed her arms at her chest. I whimpered at the loss of contact with my balls but it was for the greater good. She turned her back to me and huffed in annoyance and I did my best to suppress the giggles. I fucking loved it when she pouted.

"Aww, baby don't be mad." I took hold of her hips and pressed my growing erection into her ass. "Come on, the quicker we meet Jazz, the quicker we get home, the quicker we take care of this." I pushed the hardness into her again and she rolled her head back to my shoulder.

"You're the devil." She smacked her lips and tightened her side ponytail. "Ok let's go."

...

The lunch rush was in full swing at Jasper's restaurant, the line was almost out the door, but what we had come for would only take seconds to collect. I took Bella by the hand and led her through the crowd to the counter.

"Hey Edward!" Valerie was at the register and her face lit up when she saw me. She's always had a small crush on me and gets all red and nervous when I'm around. It's cute, even though Bella's convinced that all she's thinking about every second is what it's like to fuck me.

"Hi, Valerie," I smiled politely. Out of my periphery I caught Bella's amused stare. Alright fine. She was right. Valerie's thinking about fucking me.

I shot Bella a sideways grin and pulled her to my side.

"Is Jasper available for a second? He has something for me."

"He's in the back. I'll go get him right now." Valerie practically threw the customer his change and dashed behind the curtain into the kitchen.

"You should have asked her for a blow job," Bella snorted. "She would have dropped to her knees in a heartbeat and serviced you in front of the entire dining room."

"Jealous?" I smirked.

"Should I be?"

"Why would you even ask a stupid question like that?" I knew she was kidding but I lifted her chin anyway and placed a soft kiss on her beautiful mouth.

"Hey hey get a room you two," Jasper teased, pushing through the curtain. He came around the counter and scooped Bella in a hug. They exchanged words I couldn't hear and Bella blushed and slapped at Jazz playfully.

"Here ya go, man," he said, holding out his hand. "Be good to her," he winked. I held out my hand and he dropped a shiny set of keys in my palm. "I hope you can drive standard."

I nodded. No problem.

"Good. I got her out of the garage this morning. She's parked at a meter on Houston. She's filled up and ready to go."

"Thanks, Jazz. I mean it."

"I know you do, Edward. That's why I offered." He put his arm around me and led me a few steps out of Bella's earshot.

"Listen, you need anything else, you call me. I have a friend who lives in the area and Emmett - well, he would never admit to it, but I know he'll want to hear from you...y'know, after."

"We'll call you, I promise. I have your all your numbers programmed into my phone. ...Oh and thank you for getting Alice to keep her mouth shut."

Jasper laughed and shrugged his shoulders. "It was easy. I just threatened to withhold sex from her for a month."

"Nice."

"Ok, get out of here. And good luck."

...

"You should get packed," I murmured, lazily kissing my way up Bella's naked spine. She was sprawled out on her belly and taking up most of the bed but after what we just did, I could give a shit.

"Mmuhmm," she mumbled into the pillow. "Don't wanna get up. What more of you." She rolled over and spooned against me, her bare flesh as damp and heated as mine. She writhed against me and trailed her fingers across my chest and down my stomach. She took my erection in her hand and stroked it slowly. I propped my head up on my arms so I could watch her work me.

"You have all of me," I said in a strangled voice. "God what you do to me...you have no idea." She kept going, rhythmically working my shaft. I figured she must be sore since I was about to come and she hadn't moved to put me inside her. I thought too soon because suddenly she pulled me on top of her and I nestled in between her spread legs.

"I want to feel you inside me again," she was pleading with me with her eyes, like I would ever turn her down.

"You sure you're ok?" I whispered. "I don't want to hurt you."

"I want you, Edward. I don't care if it hurts." With that she grabbed my ass cheeks and slammed me inside her with a moan. The friction between our bodies was intense as I pushed inside her and out again over and over. She clasped her ankles at the small of my back and rode me, pulling me in and stilling my movements when she wanted to savor the sensation of fullness. I didn't want to hurry her, I loved having sex with Bella, and making love to her, and fucking her, depending on our mood, but I reeeeally wanted her to get packed. She had no idea but I had a timeline planned out and we were already grossly behind schedule.

But she was in control and I was powerless against her. The way she made me feel owned me, but I knew her body better than she did and she was seconds away from cumming all over me. I toyed with her, pulling out and staying there with my dick bobbing against her upper thigh until she whined and cried and I pushed back in and did it a second time and then a third and on the fourth pass over her clit she bucked and moaned and we rode the wave of pleasure together. She came down kissing me hungrily and lipping I love you I love you I love you into my mouth.

After a shower and some coffee, I hailed a cab outside the building and loaded our bags into the trunk. I had been packed for days; little by little I'd put stuff in my track bag so Bella wouldn't notice. It's better for Bella not to have too much time to think about packing which is why I waited til the last minute to tell her we were going somewhere. She's the Queen of Procrastination and I didn't want to give her extra days to grill me on what she should be bringing or trick me into telling her where we were going.

"Move your ass, darling!" I yelled up the stairs and into the apartment. "The cactus will be fine by himself for a couple of days."

"HERself!" Bella called out and I finally heard her locking up and closing the door.

"Whatever you say, now let's go!" I held the front door open for her as she clomped down the stairs in her Rocketdog flip flops and cut-off jean capri's. Her ripped Blondie tank-top that she found in the Salvation Army bargain bin held on to her slender shoulders with safety pins.

"You better not be taking me out for a fancy dinner cuz I brought nothing but slut clothes," she snipped. It was hilarious. She was still annoyed that I wasn't divulging a single detail.

"No you didn't. I saw you pack your light blue mini dress, the one you bought with the gift card Renee sent you, the one I told you gave me an erection when you tried it on at Bloomingdales."

She opened her mouth to argue with me and then closed it. Ha. I win.

"You're mean," she pouted, crossing her arms and staring out the window of the cab.

"No I'm not," I said with a sly grin.

"If you loved me you'd tell me what I want to know."

"I do love you, which is why I'm going to show you instead. Don't you trust me?"

She was silent and then turned to me, her eyes glistening. "Yes."

"Oh baby, don't be sad. Hey, c'mere." I pulled her close to me. "This is all good stuff. You know I wouldn't take you anywhere that I didn't think you'd like, right?" She nodded and nuzzled into my neck. "I love you so much. I just want to show you, that's all. I'll never surprise you again after this, how about that?"

"Ok," she said softly and I laughed because I could feel her starting to laugh.

The cab stopped on Houston St right next to the vintage 1962 Jaguar that I had the keys to. We loaded it up with our stuff and I opened Bella's door.

"This is Jazz's car? But he's broke. Why doesn't he sell it?"

"You don't just sell a car like this, Bella. It's been in his family for years."

"How do you know?"

"I just do. Now no more questions."

She opened her mouth to protest but I gave her a classic Cullen eyebrow raise and she shut up quick.

...

We zoomed up the New York State Thruway heading north. Much to my surprise, Jasper had the Jag decked out with some pretty sweet options including a stereo with iPod hook up and a GPS nav. Some things are worth being behind on your rent for, he told me the day we went to the garage in Chinatown where he keeps the car for cheap. He'd taken Alice on some day trips and weekend getaways upstate a few times and said she rode like a dream. He also recommended the place where Bella and I were currently headed.

A little over two hours after we left the city - alright so I was speeding a bit - we arrived at our destination.

Mohonk Mountain House.

Bella had been relatively quiet for the second half of the drive, saying things to herself but out loud like, "I didn't know New York could look like this." Mostly she just stared wide-eyed out the passenger window. I had to admit I was in awe myself. Coming from the Pacific Northwest I knew the beauty of nature, I had it all around me every day, but there was something different about these surroundings. Maybe because it was so unexpected; in my naivety of the state I figured it didn't get much better than Central Park. I was going to have to eat my words, and then some. I'd thank Jasper later. The boy knew his stuff. This place had the market on secluded romance.

We checked into our room quickly and easily by the friendliest of staff. And they should be. We were staying in the most expensive room in the entire hotel. The Mountain View Tower Suite. It was the only room that would do, the only room that could match the beauty and enormity of the purpose for our stay.

"Edward, we can't stay here," Bella said softy after I'd tipped the bellboy.

"Why not?"

She looked like she was going to cry. Her face was crunching up, her chin was trembling, her eyes were shaking as she stood in the center of the room.

"Baby, what is it? What's wrong?"

Completely overwhelmed by her surroundings, she just shook her head and the tears poured down her face.

"Bella, talk to me." I was getting scared now.

"I don't belong here. Edward. This is too good for me. You're too good for me." She hugged her arms around herself and rocked in place. I rushed to her side, pulled her arms apart and reattached them around my waist. I hugged her close so I could smell her and so she would understand.

"Are you crazy? Of course you belong here. You belong with me. You belong anywhere that's as beautiful as you are, and believe me there aren't many places that stand up to the challenge. Why do you think we had to come so far?" I kissed the top of her head and then lifted her chin. "Oh Bella don't cry." I wiped her tears with the pad of my thumb. "I love you so much. I want to find all the different ways to show you just how much you mean to me."

"You show me every day just by breathing. You didn't have to do this-"

I put my finger to her soft lips. "Stoppit. I wanted to. But if you're unhappy here-"

"I'm not unhappy. It's gorgeous here. It looks like all the places I've seen in my dreams."

"Except this time it's real."

She finally smiled and I leaned down to kiss her sweetly.

"I'm sorry for making you think I didn't like it here," she said after we'd pulled away breathlessly. "I'm just a little - well, look at me." She wanded her arm over her appearance.

"Well, you do look a bit like a raccoon right now," I grinned and brushed my thumb under her eyes. "But I doubt you're the only one here with tattoos and piercings."

"God when are you going to start being ashamed of me?" she asked sarcastically. "It's what I keep waiting for."

"You're going to have a long wait I'm afraid." I kissed her again, deeply and with more passion this time, until she was weak in the knees and trembling in my arms.

"I also keep waiting for that not to happen anymore," she mumbled, dizzily swaying in place.

"I'm in trouble if it does," I joked. "It's what's been keeping my ego afloat since we met."

...

After we unpacked and freshened up, we strolled the breathtaking grounds hand in hand, pointing out birds and flowers. We rocked in rocking chairs on the massive front porch and watched the boaters out on the lake. Everything was calm and serene, yet at the same time bustling and alive with the buzz and excitement of uninterrupted nature.

Bella breathed in deeply and exhaled slowly and I leaned my head back on my rocking chair and just fucking listened. I could hear my Bella breathing next to me and I knew this was the way I wanted to grow old. With her rocking next to me and our grandchildren playing at our feet. We had the whole weekend like this, to do with as we pleased. There was hiking and bike riding, fishing, swimming, boating, gardens, and a Victorian maze to get lost in.

As the sun went down we retired back to our decadent room to change for dinner. I had already called in advance and requested the vegetarian meal for Bella and for a private table secluded from the rest of the dinner crowd. Attire was semi-formal, which I also knew in advance.

"Oh my god, you're wearing a suit," Bella gasped when she emerged from her private dressing room.

"It's not a suit," I said, looking down at myself. I didn't see the big deal - I was wearing black pants and a black blazer with a white button down underneath.

"You're wearing a blazer and dress pants. It's totally a suit."

"Ah but I'm not wearing a tie," I corrected her.

"You're wearing the Ferragamo shoes you wore when you worked at the agency," she argued, circling me like a lioness. "Jesus fuckloving Christ, Edward Anthony, you are hotter than fuck, do you know that? The last thing I want to do is eat right now."

I rolled my eyes in embarrassment and walked her towards the full length mirror. "Look at you, Bella Swan. I mean, godammit how did I get so lucky?" Our reflection took my breath away. Bella, in her light blue mini dress with the plunging neckline, her hair half up-half down and spilling in loose curls down her back, those clear kitten heels that made her look like Cinderella, and I had to admit I did look pretty damn suave. I brought her hand to my lips and kissed her knuckles.

"May I escort you to dinner?" I asked, giving her my most dazzling smile. Unable to speak, she simply nodded.

...

I woke up the next morning at dawn, my stomach already fluttering in anticipation.

Today was the day. I had planned it to the tee.

Today I was going to ask Bella to marry me.


don't kill me for ending it there. next chapter is the proposal from Edward's POV.

couple things - I have NO clue if the 62 Jag is a standard or not. research meant further delay so I winged it. lol. and i know i blatantly ripped off a line from new moon.