So, not so new story ... I'm reposting this. This story was pulled years ago by FFn. That decision (without any sort of warning, really) forced me to move from just posting on FFn to Stars (then The Writer's Coffee Shop), AO3, and FictionPad. After doing some thinking, and FicPad turning into a for-profit platform, I've decided to repost this here.
This is ALREADY COMPLETE! PREWRITTEN
I will be doing some editing for content, but this is written in its entirety on Stars, AO3, Wattpad and FicPad (when it's not being a pain in the butt).
Carrots? Has anyone seen any carrots? The plot bunny attacked and well, you all are going to reap the benefits. NEW STORY! I've been writing some pretty heavy stuff lately and well, I'm going to lighten it up a bit. It's not going to be a humorous story (though there will be some funny bits) but it will be romantic. Some drama…some light angst (there needs to be some sort of conflict or it wouldn't be worth reading, kids).
Up next, the rest of the time on the island, Edward's discussion with Alice about James/Jimmy, wedding plans, flying home, Valentine's day and leading up to their trip to San Francisco. We're also going to have some returning characters (not in a good way, either). It'll be related to the island. Who do you think will be coming back into the picture?
Yeah, that isn't mine.
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Back to Reality
EPOV
I was exhausted but I just could not sleep. I was overjoyed that Bella had said yes. She was my fiancée. We were getting married. Married! I was going to be her husband and she was going to be my wife. We were going to live on the island as a married couple, having babies and living the dream.
She was curled up on the bed, deliciously naked. Her now tanned skin was covered in a sheen of sweat since I'd lowered the air in the cabin of the master suite. Her hair was a mass of curls and her left hand, the one that was wearing my ring, laid on my chest as she gently caressed my skin.
I needed her. I had to make love to her.
She was a siren, calling to me. Her swollen lips demanded to be kissed. Her breasts were there for me to touch and love. Don't even get me started on the perfection that was Bella's pussy. I could feast on her succulent nectar for days. She tasted so sweet.
Unable to control myself, I nuzzled her neck and began kissing every inch of her naked body. Her skin tasted salty and somewhat sweet, but it was all Bella. She hummed as I kissed down her back. My hands were massaging her skin, moving ever closer to her pussy. I could smell that she was getting turned on. Her ass was moving as I continued to taste her body, rocking against the bed. She was putty in my hands, rolling her onto her back with ease. "Edward…" she moaned. I looked up and she was still asleep but now her body was on display for me.
"I love you," I whispered.
"Hmmmm, love you too," she mumbled, burying her nose in my pillow that I didn't sleep on. My mouth suckled on her neck before gliding down to her breasts. Swirling my tongue around her nipples, she moaned louder this time and her legs spread. Her right hand moved to her hip, stopping just above her pussy. Kissing down her lithe, sexy body, I widened her legs to display her dripping wet sex. I pressed opened mouth kisses to her inner thighs. Her arousal called me, demanding that I make her come with my tongue.
Breakfast of fucking champions…
Nuzzling her folds with my nose, I inhaled her scent. It was spicy, musky and earthy. My cock hardened instantly, wanting to dive into her. Taste her, you doofus. With a slow, languid lick, I tasted her pussy. Bella, though still asleep, moaned loudly. The combination of both of us exploded on my tongue and my inner cavemen did a flip, being able to taste our combined flavors from within my fiancée. I had marked her, filling her with everything that I had and even hours later, I could still taste it.
Mine.
Dragging my tongue through her silken folds, I relished in her flavor and arousal. Bella was slowly rousing, her fingers moved to my hair, tugging on my crazy strands. Licking up to the top of her sex, I looked up at her. Bella was sleepily blinking at me, looking like a sex goddess. "Good morning," I rasped, nipping at the sensitive skin below her belly button.
"It's an amazing morning when I have the sexiest fiancé with his face between my legs," she said, her voice gravely from sleep. "What a way to wake up!"
"Hmmm, it is," I said, sucking on her hip. "Now, if you don't mind, I've got a pussy to give many orgasms to…" Before she could respond, I slid my tongue inside of her while I circled her sensitive bundle of nerves with my thumb. She groaned, cursing loudly as I made love to her pussy with my mouth. Bella's hands were tugging on my hair, almost to the point of pain, but I wasn't stopping my erotic attack on her pussy until I tasted her cum all over my tongue.
"Oh, FUCK!" Bella barked as her hips moved with my tongue. "Don't stop, Edward. Don't you ever stop."
I growled against her dripping sex. My fiancée arched off the bed, spreading her legs further and her arousal spilling out of her unhindered. Bella was undulating, pleading for more. Sliding one well-lubricated finger into her ass, I gave her more. She let out a shriek as more of her juices covered my face, exploding on my tongue. I could feel her body quake and quiver with her imminent release. I thoroughly enjoyed tasting her as her body reacted so perfectly from my impromptu and salacious wake-up call. With another growl from me and a moan/scream/gasp from Bella, she jackknifed off the bed as she came and came hard. I pulled away, crawling up her body. She kissed me deeply as I lined up with her pussy, sliding in as her body was still experiencing a whole-body orgasm. "Yes!" she said, scratching her hands down my back.
"Give me more, Mrs. Cullen," I snarled, biting at her neck and ears. I began to rock in and out of her, filling her with my cock. She whimpered while her feet were clamped behind my back. I slammed into her. I wanted all of her orgasms. I wanted her to milk me dry with the power of her pussy clamping down on my cock. We were so close to each other that I could tell where she stopped and where I began. My heart was swelling for love for my future wife as I stared into her deep brown eyes while I made love to her.
"Edward," she sobbed, clawing at my hair. She moved me closer, nipping at my lips. Eagerly, I crashed my mouth against hers, caressing her lips with mine. My motions brought us closer. "Baby," she whispered against my mouth. "Please?"
"I'm close, my Bella," I chanted out, sweat pouring off of me. "Come with me?"
"God, yes!" she screamed, clenching her pussy walls around me. Our grunting was the soundtrack of our lovemaking, complete with the slapping of our skin together. With a resounding gush, Bella's face screwed up in a silent scream, sucking me deeper inside. With a low growl, her pulsating body caused me to come deep inside of my girl, filling her with my release.
Rolling to my side, I kept moving inside of Bella until I softened and slipped out of her. I held her against my chest, idly stroking her back as we both calmed down from what I originally wanted to be a languorous romp, but instead turned into some hard-core fucking. "We need to work that into our vows," Bella quipped, kissing my sweaty chest.
"What?" I snorted.
"That you vow to wake me up with some wicked tongue action before fucking me into oblivion for the rest of our lives," she giggled. "You may now kiss the bride…and you duck under my dress to tongue fuck me."
"Hmmmm, tempting," I snickered. "I was thinking more traditional, Bella." I cupped her chin, staring into her eyes. "Yes, we have fun between the sheets, but I will always love you."
"I love you, too," she said, brushing my hair away from my face. "I can't believe we're getting married."
"Me neither. But, I'm so happy, Bella, my gorgeous girl," I said, brushing my lips with hers. "I want to stay in bed with you, celebrating our engagement over and over."
"Edward, I love you and I'm saying this from that place of love, but we both kind of stink," she said, plugging her nose. "The combination of sex, sweat and something else is a bit overpowering."
Wrinkling my nose, I nodded. "You're right. Besides, I know that my family wants to see your rock."
"Planetoid," Bella muttered, extricating herself from my embrace. "This is easily a hundred times bigger than the ring I received from Tyler. Actually, I think my engagement ring from him was no bigger than one of the stones along the shoulder of the ring." She smiled softly before turning to look at me. "It is gorgeous, though."
"Nothing but the best for my girl," I said, giving her a crooked grin and kissing her shoulder.
We took a shower together, to save water, you know, and I started us back on our trek to the island. Bella was on the bow of the boat, laying out in the sun while I maneuvered the yacht to the marina. My beautiful fiancée was dead the world after I had docked, sleeping on the couch. She was so adorable, cuddled up underneath one of the towels. Waking her up by kissing her lips, we got off the yacht. Bella was a bit stiff as she meandered up the dock. "You okay, love?" I asked, wrapping arm around her waist.
"Just walking funny from someone's colossal peen," she said, hip checking me.
"I could be teeny tiny," I snickered, blowing a raspberry behind her braid.
"We both know that you're not," she retorted, twining her fingers with mine. "Just last night, while incredibly special and decidedly us, I'm just a little sore in the nether regions. I love making love with you, but give me a day or two to recuperate." I nodded, kissing her temple as I balanced our bags on my shoulder. Walking slowly back to my villa, Bella said that she wanted to finish taking her nap before we went over to my parent's place for a celebratory dinner. My exhaustion caught up with me and I joined her in a late morning siesta.
When we woke up a few hours later, Bella called her parents. Trying to explain to Charlie how to set up Skype was a hoot and a half. Renee had to take over since he was about to throw their computer out of the window. Once they were on Skype, Bella and I shared our important news.
"Okay, okay, now we're talking to you through our damn computer. Why couldn't you have just told us over the phone?" Charlie grumped, his eyes not sure where to focus.
"Dad, focus on the big picture. Ignore the mini picture in the corner," Bella said, waving at the camera. "You look like you're drunk."
"He did throw a few back yesterday," Renee giggled, ruffling Charlie's hair.
"Stop messing with the 'do, woman," he grumbled, staring at Renee playfully. "I'd like to keep my remaining hairs on my head, thank you very much."
"Charles, you and I both know that you will not lose your hair. Remember Grandpa Swan?" Renee said, arching a brow. "He was buried with a full head of hair. The baldness gene skips a generation."
"Whatever. I keep seeing clumps of my hair fall out in the shower. So, that baldness baloney is a bunch of crap," Charlie said, giving her the look.
"Are you done?" Bella asked flatly.
"Sorry, baby," Renee smiled. "What is it that you want to tell us?"
"Well, show you," Bella said, giving me a smile. She wiggled her left hand in front of the camera on my desktop computer. Renee screamed, causing Charlie to fall on the floor in a heap and a gruff bark.
"Renee Elaine Swan!" Charlie growled as he got up, glowering at his wife. "I don't think all of the dogs in the god damned neighborhood heard you."
"Hush! Look! Edward proposed to our little girl," Renee squealed, examining Bella's ring through the camera. "How big is that thing? Two carats? Three?"
"It's a small planet or fairly large asteroid," Bella quipped, staring down at her finger. "I'm going to have to work out in order to lift this thing."
"Edward, you did amazingly well," Renee smirked, winking in approval.
"I wanted the best for my fiancée, Renee," I smiled, nuzzling Bella's hair. "I love Bella and I would give anything to her, starting with this ring."
"I would have been happy with just your word," Bella said quietly, looking back at me.
"You and I both know that would never happen. I'm proposing to you and that means that you get the best, capische?" I snickered.
"Well, it's gorgeous. Have you set a date?" Renee asked. Charlie was sitting back down, looking decidedly unhappy.
"It just happened last night at midnight. We haven't had an opportunity to really discuss the when and where aspect of the wedding," Bella blushed. "Obviously, we want it to be something special for both of us. It's something that Edward and I need to talk about, among cost and such." I started to open my mouth, but Bella elbowed me. I kept quiet. "We can discuss it when I get back, okay, Mom?"
"Sure, baby. I'm so happy for you. I cannot wait until you give me grandbabies," Renee said, clapping her hands.
"The first one better be a boy," Charlie said gruffly. "Charles is a nice strong name."
"Say goodbye Charlie," Renee said, rolling her eyes. He mumbled something, giving us a wave before Renee disconnected the call.
"Do you think they're happy about us?" I asked. Charlie's reaction was a bit of a shock to me. He had been on my side since I'd met him and after our excursion on the boat.
"Are you worried about my dad? He'll be fine. He had a similar reaction when we told him that Tyler and I were getting married. He's panicking over the cost of the wedding. I know my dad loves you. He's just freaking out about possibly paying for a second wedding," Bella grimaced. "Yes, Tyler's family did fork over the money to reimburse my father for the wedding that didn't happen, but he insisted that I put it in my account. I'm going to pay for this using that money. Well, once we decide on when and where."
"Let's talk about it now, my gorgeous girl," I said, brushing her braid over her shoulder so I could nibble in her earlobe. She melted against me.
"Stop trying to seduce me," she whimpered, pushing away from me. "You are too fucking sexy for your own good, Edward Anthony."
"And you love me," I smirked, kissing her nose.
"That's a given. I wouldn't have said yes if I hated your guts," she snickered, wriggling her finger in my face.
"And I'm exorbitantly happy that you said yes," I said, patting her ass. "Now, wedding. Where? When? What? All of those questions…"
"I think where is pretty obvious," she blushed. "Here. On the island. I want to say our vows here, where we're going to make our future."
"Well, with that as the option, we can also determine the when, too." I logged onto the Isle Esme computer, checking the calendar of dates for when we could get married. Our options were pretty limited, unfortunately. Being the son and one of the initial investors of the island did not guarantee an automatic free pass for a wedding weekend. "So, we've got a few options, but nothing is truly ideal."
"I do not want to wait until 2015, Edward," she deadpanned. "I've finally met the man of my dreams. I want to start living our life. Together. As soon as possible." Her expression was downright heartbreaking. I wanted that and so much more. I couldn't wait for us to begin our lives as a married couple.
"Well, if we're having a destination wedding, we don't have to get married on a weekend. Yes, it's customary, but we can get married whenever we want. The only dates that we can't get married on are marked in red on the calendar, as there is already a wedding or party planned on the island."
"What about this day?" she asked, pointing to the Fourth of July. "Nothing's scheduled. We won't have a reason to forget the date. It's a Friday, still technically a weekend but during the week."
There was nothing scheduled on the day. "You're positive about this?" I asked.
Bella smiled, her entire face lighting with joy and excitement. "Ideally, I'd like to say now, but I'm certain that my parents would like to be here and I want Angela, Ben, Jessica, Mike, Becca, Dr. McCutie, Marcus, Diane, Paul and Rob to be here, too. This will give them all enough time to arrange for vacations and such," Bella said, snuggling in my lap.
Opening up the calendar window, I scheduled the most important day of my existence.
July 4th, 2014 ~ Cullen/Swan Wedding – Beach, Buffet, Banquet Hall, Honeymoon Suite and Reserved 10 private villas for out of town guests.
"It's real, gorgeous girl. We're getting married," I breathed, holding her tightly.
"I love you, Edward. Thank you for making all of my dreams come true," she whispered, kissing my lips softly.
"No, Bella, thank you. You are everything that I've ever wanted and more. You are my world and I love you with everything that I have," I smiled.
xx AIDA xx
The rest of our time on the island was spent planning our nuptials. Alice, Rose and my mom teleconferenced with Renee, discussing tablescapes, floral arrangements, menus, photographers, music, videographers and everything else in between. Alice was in wedding planner heaven. Rose was excited as well, but was willing to pass the reins over to Alice since she was going to be on maternity leave when our wedding would be taking place. Yes, Rose would be a part of the wedding as a bridesmaid, but she would not be in charge of anything except carrying our little niece or nephew as flower girl or ring bearer, whatever the case may be.
The only fly in our chardonnay was the discussion we had with Alice and Jasper regarding the appearance of James/Jimmy. Bella had told her what he had done to Becca and to her apartment. Alice freaked out, having a killer anxiety attack. My girl felt horribly, but we couldn't leave her in the dark about James. After she calmed down, she was able to function rationally and we sent pictures to all of the vendors that came to the island along with employees. James was banned and if he was seen, the authorities would be notified or Emmett was given permission to turn him into shark bait. Monsters like James wouldn't be missed.
Bella and I had yet to tell my family about our permanent move back to the island. We wanted to tell Bella's family first since it was going to impact them the most. I know that Renee and Charlie would be incredibly upset with Bella's decision, but it was what was best for us.
A couple days after our engagement, Emmett and Carlisle rode back with us to the mainland. They were going on a supply run to pick up some fresh fruit and vegetables from a local organic farm. Bella was sad to leave the island but at least I was leaving with her unlike the last time she left. Plus, when we came back, we'd be coming back permanently, save for our honeymoon and any other trips that my wife, wife, wanted to take.
As Emmett was sailing through the ocean, chatting with Bella about the sports fishing she wanted her father to partake in while they were down on the island for our wedding, Carlisle walked over to me. "You look happy, Edward."
"I should hope so. Proposing to the woman of my dreams shouldn't make me want to shoot off my foot," I quipped, looking at my father. Frowning, I was panicking that he would find some fault in Bella like he did in every aspect of my life. "I'm not ending it with her…"
"What? NO! Edward, Bella is an amazing woman and we're all so happy that you finally found someone," he said, emphasizing the word finally. "I know I've been hyper-critical of your decisions, but it's because I knew you were capable of so much more."
"Dad, I've made the island into a multi-million dollar, five-star resort," I explained flatly. Does that count for nothing?
"Professionally, you're amazing, Edward," Carlisle sighed, running his hands through his hair. "So driven and ambitious. But, personally, ever since Lauren, you were floundering and I'm not going to lie. I was extremely disappointed in you."
Huffing out a breath, I glared at him. "Dad, at the time, Lauren threw out everything that I knew and shattered my heart. Call me a pansy or a pussy or whatever, but she broke me. How I acted was a defense mechanism. Don't let anyone too close. If they can't get too close, then I can't be hurt."
"Having sex with countless woman doesn't count as too close," Carlisle said acidly.
"I was punishing myself," I whispered. "I should have seen what Lauren was doing…but I was too blinded by 'love.' I figured that if I just fucked around, I couldn't get hurt."
"Did you ever think about the women you were sleeping with?" he asked.
"Not really. They were a means to an end. Dad, what I did and how I acted, it will haunt me for the rest of my life," I snapped. "You didn't know or even understood what I was going through. You just blindly passed judgment on me as opposed to helping me or being there for me. Dumping me in that 'rehab' facility did one thing for me and that was change my vice from drugs and booze to sex. Even now, you're still passing judgment. Bella accepts me for who I am and what I did. She loves me despite my past mistakes. I vowed to her that I would never hurt her like Lauren hurt me. She's my world, Dad."
"I know. I know. I'm sorry," Carlisle said, holding up his hands defensively. "What if she hurts you?"
I shot up, glaring at him. "You haven't changed," I snarled. "You're still waiting for me or for her to fuck up." His eyes widened. "Thanks for the vote of confidence, Carlisle, but the woman you're insinuating that will break my heart is the woman I'm going to marry. Nothing will change that. You come over here, pretending to have a heart-to-heart, but it's a load of shit. I'm not a fuck up. Not anymore. If anyone is a fuck up, it's you." I stormed out of the cabin. Climbing the stairs, I made it to the bridge where Emmett was chatting with Bella, describing the different fish Charlie could reel in. When I slammed the door, he turned and frowned.
"You okay, Edward?" he asked.
"Can you go downstairs with Carlisle?" I growled. "If I see him anymore, he's going to turn into shark bait."
Emmett's eyes widened. "Did he say something to you?" he asked.
"That I'm a disappointment and that…just go down with him. I need to talk to Bella," I said, my voice cracking. Emmett nodded and he got up from the captain's chair. I walked over to my girl, picking up her left hand. Tears welled in my eyes as I swiped my thumb over her ring. Would she break my heart like Lauren?
"What did he say, Edward?" Bella asked, brushing my hair back from my face. I moved so I could sit in the chair, maneuvering the yacht closer to the mainland. "Edward, talk to me, baby. Please?"
"He alluded that you are going to break my heart like Lauren. He is waiting for me to screw everything up," I said, trying to not cry. Don't be a pussy, Cullen.
"Edward, I would never. If I had any doubts, any, I wouldn't have said yes to your amazing and sweet proposal. I know that you're a good man. A bit misguided, but a good man. However, since you met me, you are walking down the right path. It's because I'm a genius," Bella smirked, caressing my cheeks. Her eyes narrowed in anger. "I am tempted to give Carlisle a piece of my mind. Does he not fucking see the change in you?" She let go of my face and started to leave. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I stopped her. "Let me go, Edward. Your dad has crossed the line!"
"Bella, I love you for wanting to protect me, but this is something that he needs to see for himself," I said sadly, holding her between my legs.
"But, he's saying that I'm going to hurt you when I have no intention of doing so. I'm pissed that he has such little faith in both of us," she growled. "I love your family, but your dad is a douche canoe." She pulled out her phone. Her nose wrinkled and she huffed angrily. "No fucking service."
"We're in the middle of the south Atlantic. There are no cell towers until we get onto the mainland. Besides, who are you going to call?" I asked.
"Your mother," she said, arching a brow. "Everyone else accepted me, accepted us. Why in the hell does your dad think that we're going to fuck each other over? That's a load of crap! I'm not a slut only with you for your money. I could not hurt you like Lauren did because I couldn't bear to see you sad and upset. I love you!"
Tears spilled over onto her cheeks and she quietly sobbed against my shoulder, clutching my arms. In the distance, I could something by the doorway. Turning toward it, I saw my dad, looking sheepish. "I hope you're happy," I spat. "You made my fiancée cry because you had to be a douchebag. I highly suggest you leave before I lose my cool and your nose becomes acquainted with my fist." He opened his mouth. "Don't even fucking apologize. Right now, I wouldn't believe you. Neither would she." Bella glowered at him. "Turn around and leave."
Carlisle nodded, leaving us on the bridge. I held my girl as she sniffled and cried quietly. Docking the boat, I led Bella down onto the marina so I could get our bags. I also told her to call my mother. Carlisle, in his douchetastic way, had ruined the last few hours in paradise and as a result, he'll be sleeping on the couch. Indefinitely.
Emmett walked up to me as I loaded up the Volvo. "Dad feels really bad, Ed."
"I don't care. I hate that he thinks so little of me. Of Bella!" I snapped. "Do you think I wanted to be that guy? That I wanted to fuck half of the planet? No! It was just a façade to cover up the fact that I was broken. Each time he brings that up, it reminds me of how broken I was and how Bella brought me back. Why can't he be happy for me? For us?" I scrubbed my face and sighed. "I'm going to park the car in the short-term lot. Either you or asshole can pick it up."
Bella was walking back to my Volvo with a smug little grin on her face. At the edge of the pier, I could see Carlisle on the phone, very upset and hissing on the phone. With a sweet kiss, she clambered into the passenger seat while Emmett and I loaded up our luggage into the backseat and trunk of the car.
"Damn, it looks like Dad's getting a new asshole," Emmett said.
"He deserved it," I said. "I'm not his scapegoat anymore."
"You're not," Emmett sighed. "I'll pick up your car after we finish our errands." I nodded, handing him the rest of the Brazilian real I had in my wallet. "We'll work on Dad. He's under a lot of stress. Even with Alice's help and Mom's, he's struggling in doing everything you do for the resort. I'm certain he'll be happy when you come back. You are coming back, right?"
"I'm planning on it, but Bella has to finish out her lease and we'll see," I said. He smirked. "Don't tell anyone, but we are moving back to the island. We want to tell her family first, but with the way Dad's acting, I'm not so sure right now."
"My lips are sealed," Emmett said, patting me on the shoulder and pushing the air out of my lungs. "Have a safe flight home, Edward."
"Thanks, Em," I replied, giving him a soft grin. Getting into the car, I drove toward the airport. My fiancée twined her fingers with mine, leaning against my shoulder. I pressed a soft kiss to her hair. "I love you, my Bella."
"As I love you and nothing will ever, ever change that," she said ardently.
And I believed her. My father's hateful and untrusting words be damned.
xx AIDA xx
As soon as we got home, we were inundated with phone calls and well-wishes from Bella's friends. We barely had time to breathe before Bella had to go back to work. It was insanity. Not to mention, my mother sent me an email of my father's new permanent home on the couch for the foreseeable future. Everyone in my family was pissed at him, to say the least. Esme, obviously, the most upset of all. She had found another daughter in Bella and her husband's callous words were causing a rift between me and him, along with a huge rift between the two of them.
Honestly, I believed that Carlisle was stressing out over the resort and as a result wasn't thinking with his head. I almost hated to do it, but after my trip to San Francisco to premier the Elvendore game, I probably had to fly back to the island to try and regain some semblance of order at the resort. Plus, I also wanted to work with my mom to build a new villa. Something for both Bella and me. My old place held too many bad memories. Almost every room had some sort of stain of my old life. I wanted to start fresh. I wanted a new beginning for Bella and me, building a new home for us.
I hated to have that conversation with Bella, but we had separated before. It made our reunion all that much more special. Tonight, however, was a different difficult conversation. We were going to tell Charlie and Renee that we were going to move back to the island after we got married. Renee, based on our conversations and her love of my mother, was not a concern. Charlie, on the other hand, was probably going to flip his shit.
"Edward, you're going to iron through your shirt," Bella said as she pulled the iron from my hands. "Crap, too late."
I picked up my dress shirt, wrinkling my nose at the burn mark on the back, displaying four small holes. "Bella, he's going to shoot me. He's going to pick up his Beretta and shoot my nuts off. I'm taking his baby girl away from him," I whimpered.
"It will be fine. Besides, my mom will not allow Charlie to shoot off your gonads. She wants grandbabies too much," Bella giggled, finding another shirt for me. "Here, wear this."
"I'm still paranoid. Charlie may not shoot of my balls, he aim higher," I deadpanned, putting on the shirt that Bella handed me. "Like my head."
"Edward Anthony, you need to calm down. You've been a nervous wreck since we've gotten back from the island. This is supposed to be fun," she said, running her hands up and down my chest. "We're planning our wedding. Our future!"
"I'm excited about that. I can't wait to see you in a gorgeous white dress, walking down the aisle to me, but this conversation about our future residence is scaring me. Yes, we're going to have a place up here in Seattle, but our home is going to be off the coast of Brazil," I explained, picking her left hand and kissing her ring.
"All my parents ever wanted for me was to be happy," Bella said. "You make me happy. Deliriously, my-face-hurts-because-I'm-smiling-so-much happy. I thought was happy with Tyler and the truth was, I wasn't. I think I always knew that he wasn't the guy for me. Well that and he plays for Team Unicorn." She leaned forward, brushing her lips with mine. "No matter what happens, I love you and I'm moving down to Isle Esme with you. We're going to have a beautiful, amazing life down there. I just know it."
She pushed away and finished getting ready. Less than an hour later, we met Charlie and Renee at The Pink Door for our meals. Bella had spun it as an opportunity for them to discuss colors and such. However, we both knew the truth that our news would be announced over dessert. Bella and Renee fawned over fabrics and pictures that Alice and Rose had sent. Charlie and I chatted about the upcoming baseball season along with my brother's excitement about Charlie's love of fishing.
After we ordered our coffee and desserts, Bella twined her fingers with mine. She said that she wanted to break the news to her parents. "Mom, Dad, you both know that we're getting married," she began.
"I couldn't be happier," Renee tittered, rubbing my arm.
"Well, while we were down on Isle Esme, Edward and I got to talking and…" Bella blushed, looking at me for help.
"Every step of our relationship has roots on the island," I continued. "We met there when Bella was on her 'single-moon.' We said that we loved each other on my birthday. I proposed to her. We're getting married there."
"What Edward is trying to say is that Isle Esme means a lot to us and honestly, it was there where I found my happiness," Bella said. "After our honeymoon, Edward and I are planning on moving down there. Permanently."
Charlie's face was red and he glared at me. Oh, crap. I should have worn a metal cup. "Before you explode," I piped in. "Bella and I are going to purchase something small up here so we can be close to you as well. A condo or a small home in your neighborhood."
"What about your job, Bella?" Renee asked as she massaged Charlie's neck.
"Ever since I got written up for one of the best articles of my life, I haven't been into it. Alec Wright or whatever his name was, he killed my drive for being a reporter," Bella said, dropping her gaze to her coffee. "I don't hate my job but I don't care about it either. Besides, Edward and I have talked about job opportunities for me down on the island. Or I could launch my own travel blog or write the great American novel. The options are limitless."
"Was this your idea?" Charlie sneered, his eyes narrowing at me.
"No, Daddy. It was mine. With everything that has happened this year, Seattle isn't home anymore," Bella said, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Charlie, it's not a bad thing. Think of it this way, we have a permanent vacation home off the coast of Brazil," Renee quipped. Charlie's face continued to turn more and more red. She frowned. "We're going to go, Bella. Let me calm him down." Renee stood up, dragging Charlie away from the table.
"He hates me," Bella sniffled. I waved down the waiter and paid for our meals. I pulled my girl into my lap.
"He doesn't hate you. From what I remember about your dad, is that he hates change, right?" I said. "How was he when you and Tyler told him about your engagement?"
"Grumpy, panicky, freaking out about the cost," Bella answered, biting her lip. "This is different, Edward! We're paying for the wedding ourselves but moving to the island. That's why he hates me."
"Bella, Charlie could never hate you," I purred, nuzzling her hair. We were sitting there when Charlie came barreling back into the restaurant. He tugged Bella out of my arms and hugged her tightly.
"I'm sorry, Bells," he said against her shoulder. "I was an ass."
"You were," Bella said flatly. They pulled apart and Charlie stared at her. "Dad, you'll see once you get on the island. It's magical. Everything about that place is us."
"You'll have a place nearby?" Charlie reiterated.
"We'll look for it in the next few weeks," I vowed.
"Okay," he breathed, kissing Bella's forehead. "Okay…" His phone beeped in his pocket. Standing back, he checked it. "Shit! I've got to go!"
"What's wrong, Dad?"
"Apparently parking in the middle of the road is a big no-no!" he barked, darting out of the restaurant.
Bella covered her mouth, laughing quietly. I rolled my eyes, signing for the meal. "Well, that worked out," I smirked.
"He didn't shoot off your balls," Bella said, giving me crooked grin. "It's a win-win."
"We get to live on the island and Renee gets her grandkids," I chirped. Bella gave me come-hither stare. "Do you want to go home and practice?"
"Let me think about it," she quipped. I wrapped my arms around her, growling in her ear. She melted against me. "Like there was any doubt, Mr. Cullen."
"I want to take you home and love you, Mrs. Cullen," I said.
And I did…Who says practice doesn't make perfect?
A/N: I'm sooooooooooooooo sorry about taking forever to get this update out. In case you haven't heard, I've been struggling with writer's block and a complete lack of time to write. It's frustrating as hell. Anyhow, I didn't get as far as I'd hope with this, but where I ended it, it made sense. You know?
Up next will be Valentine's Day and leading up to their trip to San Francisco. I'm also leaning toward separating them again since Edward and Carlisle, they need to heal their relationship and Edward needs to work on his surprise for his future bride. Plus, some not so nice characters are coming back. Just sayin…
No pics with this one. As we get closer to the wedding, I will be posting wedding pics, but you'll have to wait for that. You can check out previous photos on my blog and tumblr (links for both of those are on my profile). I'm also on Facebook: Tufano79's Twilight Fanfiction Appreciation and on twitter: tufano79. Leave me some!