Saturday—June 13, 2020

I add my cap and adjust my royal blue tassel to the right side as I prepare for the online commencement ceremony. Another first in a long line of firsts for my senior year of college.

"You look beautiful," Edward says from the bathroom door, and my eyes meet his in the mirror. "I never thought I'd dig this loose robe look, but I'd hit that in a second."

I twirl a strand of hair around my finger, tilting my head. "Don't tempt me. I only have about twenty minutes before the procession starts."

"That's plenty time," he says, striding the few short paces between us, his hands landing on my hips. "Are you naked under this thing?" His nose is in my hair and his breath tickles my ear. "Because that would make it even faster."

"I'm not." I lower my voice. "But I am wearing a dress."

"You were supposed to tell me you're wearing three layers of clothes." He chuckles that husky sound that travels straight to my center. "Not make it sound like I could have you up against this counter right now."

"You can have me anytime, anywhere." I turn in his arms. "But won't it be so much sexier when I have a bachelor's degree?"

He traces his lower lip with his talented tongue. "I doubt it, but we'll wait." He pauses, his eyes running down my body before coming back up. "Damn, babe. You make walking away so hard."

"Don't walk away, then." I grab his hand and tug him through our bedroom, headed to the sofa. "Have a seat and let's take a look around."

"Cool." He smiles as he flops down beside me. "Can I see Alice in her gown?"

"Yep." I scroll through the watch groups, but one in particular catches my eye before I find the one Alice created for us to communicate in. I motion to the screen. "Do you mind?"

Edward leans closer to see where my pointer is aimed. "Not at all," he says, shooting me a soft smile. "I like that you care so much."

"I'd like to wish him a happy life," I reply, clicking join and waiting anxiously for an acceptance.

"Bella?" Emmett's smiley face is on the screen before I can blink. "I didn't expect to see you today … well, ever."

"Hi," I say quietly. "I just wanted to see that you were okay with my own eyes."

"Still recovering." He draws in a heavy breath, bobbing his head. "But I'm alive and graduating."

"I see that." I offer him a genuine smile. "Please take care of yourself. This thing isn't over and we know so little."

"Trust me," he says, clearing his throat. "I learned my lesson."

"Good." I sigh, knowing this is probably the last time I'll speak to him. "I wish you all the best."

"Thank you, Bella," he says, his voice soft. "It was good talking to you."

The screen reverts back to the home page. I take a deep breath and move on for the final time. I can't say my time with Emmett was a waste because we had fun times. What I will say is that he was a placeholder, someone meant to keep me happy for a while and then guide me to the love of my life at the exact right moment for us both.

"Looks like he's gonna be okay," Edward says, scooting back in beside me.

"Yep." I nod, giving him a wide smile. "I think that was a good talk. It's strange really. I thought I'd still feel angry, but I don't. I just want him to be happy." I cup Edward's cheek, brushing my thumb across his lower lip. "Like you make me."

"Speaking of." The love of my life glances at the clock on the wall and looks back to me with a smirk. "It looks like we have just enough time to set a date. Is that something you'd be interested in?"

My heart thumps so loudly, I can hear it in my ears. "I already know when and where I'd like to get married."

"A girlhood dream?"

"Not at all." I move as close to him as my cap and tassel will allow. "More like coming full circle."

His pretty green eyes fall closed, and when they reopen, they're bright and full of excitement. "The cabin? At Christmas?"

"Well." I shrug one shoulder. "Maybe not getting married at the cabin as it's probably too small, but what about in Volturi Valley?"

He leans close, running his nose up my cheek as his lips make their way toward my ear. "And then we could honeymoon at the cabin. All alone. For two weeks straight."

"Yes," I whimper, need pulsing to life inside me.

He leans back and meets my eyes, a wide grin on his lips. "Consider it settled, then."

"And if the world isn't back to normal?"

"Then we have an intimate ceremony with only our nearest and dearest, while staying six feet apart."

Looks like I'll see you again at Christmas!

I know you want EPOV, but I can't make any promises. I have a semi-idea floating around and it's BPOV that would make it happen.

See you tomorrow with Can You Feel It?