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Chapter Twenty-Five

"Edward," I kind of squeal. "When did you even…"

He kisses my head before stepping back, his eyes scanning my dress. His eyes tell me how much he loves it but right now I'm more obsessed with him. "I went shoppin' before breakfast yesterday."

"Wow," I breathe, taking in his white button down shirt with freaking suspenders and charcoal gray skinny dress pants rolled at the bottom. "You don't even look like my cowboy."

"Is that a bad thing, Swanie?"

"What! No! You're so freaking hot," I say, gently pulling on his suspenders, and his grin appears. "You always look hot. Now I know you can pull off anything, cowboy."

"Same, baby. Gimme a kiss." He puckers his lips, and I stand on tippy toes and smash my lips against his for a long, wet kiss.

"We better go now..." I say, lips tingling and body melting into his. "...before I want to rip your clothes off and do dirty things…"

"It's just a walk down the beach. We've got time…"

"No way," I giggle, pulling him toward the door. "Once we start we can't stop, but don't worry - after we're married you can do me whenever you want."

He grins, dimples and all, and kisses my cheek, but when he moves to pull away from me, I say, "No, do it again." He does it again, sweet and gentle, and if I don't stop him we're going to be late to our own wedding. "You're so freaking beautiful - seriously, cowboy, my eyes hurt."

"Shut up," he says, face reddening a bit which makes me love him 100 times more.

"I'm serious. I'm going to look like a dump standing next to a God like you. I'm so lucky." I smile when he rolls his eyes.

"I'm the lucky one, Swanie," he says, squeezing my hips. "I like your dress."

I smile and nod, thinking that we're both just lucky to have found each other on that death trap of a plane. "I'm warning you now - you're in for a lot of years of my excessive talking and smothering you with kisses. Can you handle it?"

He shrugs and pulls me closer, bending down to kiss my jaw before whispering into my ear. "I'm warnin' you, baby, you're in for a lot of dirty love makin' and me wantin' all those kisses. Can you handle it?"

"Absolutely," I breathe, and he chuckles, stirring the hair on my neck.

"Come on, Swanie," he says, stepping back and pulling the door open. "I wanna make you my wife."

"Oh, alright," I say, but do it grinning like a freaking lunatic.

We leave the hotel and walk straight down to the beach. An officiant from the courthouse should already be waiting for us, and my stomach is just fluttering in excitement. Never in a million years did I think I'd find the love of my life on a plane at 19 years old.

It's unbelievable.

I squeeze his hand and lean against his arm, wishing mom and dad were here. Don't get me wrong, I can do this without them - I want to - but ever since dad said it, it would be amazing for him to walk me down the aisle to my cowboy.

Once our feet meet sand, I slip my flip flops off and just leave them thrown. If they get stolen, Edward can carry me all the way back to our room. I pull at the bottom of my dress and hold a foot out so Edward can see my cute barefoot sandals.

"Cute, baby," he says.

He kicks his shoes off, too, and he looks even more beautiful with his bare feet in the sand. I'm freaking obsessed with the pants he's wearing. "You're cute," I say and grin up at his gorgeous face.

He smirks and shakes his head before pulling me down the beach. The closer we get to the officiant I can see from the distance, the more excited I get. I glance around at the few people laying out or swimming in the ocean with the sharks, my eyes widening in shock when they land on Edward's dad, Granny, and a woman who I'm assuming can only be Edward's mom.

I stop which makes Edward stop and look at me like he thinks I might be backing out - as if - and I say, "Uh, cowboy…" and lift a finger, pointing at his family. My smile is going to break my face.

He stares down at me for a second, scans my face and then looks around, and I know the minute his eyes lock on his family because he freezes before his dimpled smile takes over his face. "I didn't know, Swanie," he says, squeezing my hand and kissing my lips before pulling us toward them.

"Don't think I was gonna miss my Edward getting married," Granny says, hobbling to meet Edward and kissing his cheeks before she turns to me and winks. She wraps me in her arms. "Welcome to the family, beautiful girl."

Seriously, my smile is freaking huge. "Thank you, Granny. You're the beautiful one."

She pats my cheek, lovingly, before stepping back. Edward swoops in and kisses the side of my head and then probably not giving a crap, just lays a wet one on my lips. Our lips stay locked together longer than what's appropriate, but do I care?

Heck no!

Finally - unfortunately, really - he pulls back, grinning all cute before turning to his family. "Swanie, you know my dad," he says, and I smile and wave to Carlisle who winks. Wow! "This is my mom, Esme. Mom, this is my Swanie." My Swanie - just holy freaking cow.

I move to Esme and wrap my arms around her and just hug the crap out of her. Maybe it's weird, maybe it's not, but I don't care. She's the mom of my cowboy, and I already love her.

"You're beautiful," she says, squeezing me tight. "He said you were - the pictures said you were, but you're just so perfect for him."

Oh my God!

"Thank you," I say, just melting all over the place at this point.

Edward gently pulls me back into his arms, kissing my temple, and I turn and hug him around the waist, staring up at his adorably happy face. "Hi, cowboy."

"Hi, baby," he says, grinning before kissing my lips again.

"This is exciting," I say. "I wish mom and dad were here."

"I'm sorry they're not, Swanie," he says, pulling me closer. "I wanna be the good guy and tell you we can wait, but I wanna be selfish and make you mine more."

I nod and hug him tight, pressing my face into his beautiful shirt. He holds me, and we probably look like idiots in front of his family, but neither one of us seems to care, and I love that.

Eventually we pull apart and meet the officiant down the beach. He smiles warmly and introduces himself to all of us, and I am bouncing on my toes in excitement. We don't do the walking down the aisle thing because there's no point, so I just stand next to Edward, squeezing his hand in a death grip, wanting to rush through the ceremony so I can just call him my husband already.

"We are gathered here today…"

"Wait!"

I jerk around at the sound of my mom's voice and want to laugh and cry when I see her running down the beach like a crazy person. Dad's not far behind although he's not running.

"That's my mom and dad," I say to Edward, pulling on his hand, and he smiles down at me and tilts his head for me to go to them. I let his hand go, stand on tippy toes, and kiss his smiling lips before lifting my dress a bit and running toward mom and dad.

"Oh, sweetheart," mom says, out of breath, and pulling me into her arms. "You look beautiful."

"What are you guys doing here?" I say, literally on the verge of tears but trying to hold back so my mascara doesn't run down my cheeks.

"Like we were going to let you get married without us. Don't be silly." She touches my cheek and the steps out of the way when dad makes it to us.

"Hey, Bells," dad says, a small smile lifting his lips. "I couldn't let my little girl get married without walking her down the aisle."

"Holy cow," I breathe and run into his arms. "I'm so happy you're here. You're not mad at me?"

"I'm not mad," he says, kind of sighing. "I still think you're too young and this is happening too fast, but it's your decision. I'm not here to stop you."

"Come on," I say, smiling up at him and grabbing his hand. "You have to meet him. You're going to love him, I promise."

"We'll see, I guess."

I giggle at the resignation in his voice and drag him toward Edward and his family. Mom is already over there, having introduced herself - so impatient.

Edward walks toward us, looking like gorgeous with his perfect outfit and the waves in the background.

He smiles at me, his dimples making an appearance and I can't stop smiling. "Hey, cowboy, this is my dad…"

"Cowboy?" Dad says. "He doesn't look like a cowboy."

"He's not a yeehaw cowboy."

Edward holds his hand out, and I bite my lip, pushing dad toward him. "It's nice to meet you," Edward says when dad clasps hands with him.

"Likewise," dad says, hopefully meaning it. "My girl loves you, so…" He shrugs and Edward smiles and nods, giving me one of those freaking adorable winks.

I kiss dad's cheek and then push myself into Edward's arms, staring up at him. "Isn't this awesome - our whole family is here?"

"Yeah, baby," he says, kissing my forehead. "You ready to get married now?"

"Yeah."

"You gonna walk down the aisle?"

"Yeah," I say again, smiling so freaking much, my entire face is going to be sore.

"Alright," he says, kisses me again and then walks away from me.

Mom and Edward's family stand together, and I loop my arm through dad's. "Don't let me trip or fall," I say.

"What are you going to trip on? You're walking in sand."

"I don't know. My dress? It just seemed like the right thing to say."

He chuckles and kisses my head. "Love you, Bells."

"Love you too, dad."

Then he walks me down the aisle to my cowboy, so I can marry the crap out of him.

When Edward says I do, I die.

When I say I do, Edward kisses the life out of me in front of our families, the officiant, and God - before he's even supposed to - the naughty cowboy.

When you can kiss your bride is said, Edward kisses me again, longer, wetter and hotter and I can feel my face turning red by the time he's done with me.

"Hey there, husband," I say, grinning up at him.

His smile is bigger than mine - I can tell. "Hey there, pretty wife."

I die again.

"Now I can adopt Chip," I say, hugging his waist. "I'll be his human mommy."

Edward laughs, and I watch and then our families break us apart and hug us. Mom and Esme are crying and Granny is just as happy as can be. Everything is just freaking perfect.

"We should all go to dinner," Mom says.

"That would be amazing," Esme says.

"I'm thinking the lovebirds want some alone time," Granny says, winking at Edward and me, the freaking angel. "We'll go enjoy some dinner and meet up with you two tomorrow."

Mom reluctantly agrees and wraps her arm through Esme's like they're the best of friends then walks off with Granny. Dad kisses me goodbye and heads off with Carlisle, leaving Edward and me alone on the beach.

"So, what do you want to do now, cowboy?" I ask, squealing when he lifts me into his arms.

"Lots of things, Swanie," he says. "For starters, I wanna take off this pretty dress and do gentle things to you."

"Gentle?" I breathe and kiss his cheek.

"Yeah, Swanie. I wanna be gentle with my wife."

"Okay," I say.

"Okay," he says, smiling all freaking cute.

"Are you going to carry me?"

"You want me to?"

"Sure," I say. "I mean if you want to. I don't mind being carried."

He chuckles and kisses my jaw. "I'll carry you, baby."

I can't believe we're married.

I freaking love it.

Okay, so I'm actually going to post another chapter before epilogue. Hopefully I can mark this as complete before the month of June is over with. But I don't know - I'm not good with deadlines.

Sorry it took me so long! :)