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Lion- Saint Mesa
Rhiannon- Fleetwood Mac
It Will Come Back- Hozier
Gone With the Sin- HIM
I Put a Spell on You- IZA

Chapter 7: Lioness

Though I learned long ago that underestimating her was not a good idea, it still surprised me that Bella took to hunting like a complete natural. It was somewhat strange to me that she had been so prone to accidents in her human form, yet now as a vampire she had more grace than all of us combined. That was not typical for newborns. Usually, they were nothing short of completely rabid, but since Bella had opened her ruby eyes she had proven us all wrong in every way. I had been so afraid that her change would take part of her away from me; that it would be months, even over a year maybe, before I would get my wife back. Aside from her initial shock when she woke up, which had admittedly been my fault for failing to keep the wide range of emotions off of my face, she had handled all of this with a level of elegance I would not have known to be possible.

I had spent so much time terrified to be the demon that robbed her of her soul, I never realized that this had been the life she was meant for all along.

Bella's blood was still hot on my tongue. Not in a physical sense, but I could still taste every layer of it. The rich emotions the flavor contained had been the most phenomenal thing I had ever experienced, as if I had been drinking nectar from the garden of Persephone herself. The very fibre of my being was charged with a galvanic sort of life, as if all of my days prior to this I had only been partially living. My whole body tingled and buzzed. My thirst was so satisfied I felt as if I could never hunger for anything ever again, except for the now-unfettered body of my Bella.

I wouldn't need to hunt for quite some time, maybe months, and I found myself to be more and more grateful of that fact as time went on. Since I didn't need to feed, there was nothing for me to do but to watch. I was far too stunned by my wife's beauty to have even a slight sense for regret at this point, but it did seem that the ire of my actions was something that was ebbing and flowing. Still, though my battle with myself was not yet won, I couldn't help but see what Bella had been trying to get through to me all along. This was right. This was how it was supposed to be. Somehow, Fate had smiled down on me yet again and placed this ethereal creature in my path, and it was very hard to concentrate on anything but pure, all-encompassing joy.

When we arrived on the southwest coast of Trinidad, Bella and I simply leapt from the sky deck onto the soft sand and took off in a sprint. She had been far too embarrassed to face my parents quite yet, and I did feel a little guilty for that. Only, quite frankly, I had spent all of our time together holding back with her. Afraid to break her since our very first trip to the meadow when her fever-hot touch brought my long dead heart back to life. The moment I realized I didn't need to be careful anymore, I let it all go. It was exhilarating. Liberating. As if I had been thrown in a dark dungeon for a century and was finally allowed to see the sun for the first time. I could conquer the world, if I wanted to, but I didn't need the world. All I needed was her, and she was willing to give me everything she had. Every time I thought I had reached the limit of how much one person could love another, she had proven me wrong.

I had always thought that running was the best part of being a vampire. Our kind could run so fast that it would feel as if we left the world behind. When I was running, I felt free of all concerns, my thoughts the same amorphous blur as the trees that passed. Until this morning with my bride, it was the only way I had truly been able to shut my brain off. On top of all of the monumental, mind-blowing events of this first day with my new indestructible Bella, now I could run with her. Truly run, with her by my side instead of on my back. And I was completely awed with how she moved.

Her long white legs stretched and pulsed beneath her, her face full of wonder while the wind blew through her hair, which shone in the light very similarly to our skin. Strands of gold, bronze, chestnut, auburn, and even purple and red, all catching the light and taking my breath away. The familiar fractals that shone off of her snow white skin somehow seemed different on her than on any other vampire I had seen before. More stunning. I was sure it was my bias speaking. She was breathtaking. Majestic. She was no longer a fragile lamb, but a strong, fierce, beautiful lioness.

Carlisle and Esme didn't follow our leap into the jungle, as they didn't want to infringe on our time together. I imagined they were likely canvassing the area for wandering humans. They were near enough that I could still hear them, shouting loving calls of good luck and happy hunting, but I blocked them out.

Once in the depths of the jungle I instructed Bella to stop, close her eyes, and hear and smell what was around her. She took it all in. The birds, the rustle of the leaves, the trickle of water in a river miles away from us. Her head turned a fraction of an inch and her crimson eyes shot open, glazed over with the look of a predator. That look sent a jolt straight to my manhood, and It took no more instruction for her to find the small ocelot stalking the trees about fifty yards away. Like lightning she scaled the tree, giving me a tempting glance of what lied beneath her dress- or rather what didn't- and sunk her teeth into the neck of the beast without hesitation. A soft thud followed after she drained the animal and let it hit the jungle floor. She looked down at it a little sadly, until she caught scent of another one and she was off.

I climbed in the trees and followed after her, jumping from branch to branch as if I was the Tarzan to her Jane. It was a little hard to keep up with her, actually, but I managed to catch up when she stopped to feed.

Ah, my perfect little huntress.

It did shame me only slightly that watching her take down animal after animal turned me on so much, the bulge in my pants growing uncomfortable at this point, but I yearned to do a little hunting of my own. To reach out and snatch her up and take her right there, especially with nothing under her dress to hold me back. However, just as I had managed to take care of her hunger as a human, I had to help her take care of it now, so instead I hunted animals as well, bringing them to her like an offering to my goddess.

I didn't bother to count how many creatures it took to sate her hunger. I was far too enamored. Eventually she looked up from her kill, blood trickling from the corners of her mouth and down her neck, and quietly and innocently announced that she was finished. I couldn't help but run to her then, our bodies colliding with primal heat and urgency, eager to lick the blood from her neck and mouth. She tasted far better than the blood ever could, but mixing the woman I loved and wanted most in the world with the sustenance I needed to stay alive was far too captivating to resist.

If I said we made love in the jungle it would be a lie. Though of course, I love her dearly, that particular act had nothing to do with our affection for each other. It was simply fulfilling a primal need for the both of us. Hunting for her had strengthened her, satisfied her thirst so she could more easily concentrate on other things, and watching her only got my metaphorical adrenaline pumping until I was no longer in control of any small strand of will power I may have left, however precarious it may have been to begin with.

On our way back to the boat, mussed and dirty from the hunt and the proceeding romp in the forest, Bella suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned to me, and very sternly declared, "You listen here, Edward Cullen. When we get back on this boat we are going to act like civilized human beings, do you understand?" She accentuated her point by poking me quite sharply in the chest.

I raised an eyebrow, giving her a crooked grin. "Only we're not human beings…"

"Not the point!" She yelled, throwing her hands up. "Your parents came all this way to take care of us, namely to save you from doing anything too absurd, and we are going to spend some time with them," Ouch, that stung a little. Maybe she was angrier than I knew now that she had had some time for everything to set in. My high was quickly starting to deflate.

She must have noticed the hurt on my face, for she stretched up on her tiptoes to kiss my jaw, then took my hand. "I'm sorry. I didn't quite mean that. It's just…"

I wasn't quite ready to let all the happiness go, so I interrupted her. "I know, Bella. I get it. Let's just get back, alright?"

Bella simply nodded her agreement and the rest of the walk remained silent, leaving me far too long to think. It was no secret that I tended to overreact to everything, especially when it came to Bella. I had been trying for some time to change that about myself but...well, change wasn't that easy for me. As much as I tried to hold on to that freeing, euphoric feeling from before, the thoughts racing through my mind were making it difficult and now my stomach was in knots all over again.

Of course, she had reassured me that I had nothing to be sorry for when she first opened her eyes, but she could have changed her mind. She had been a vampire less than 24 hours, she likely was still not entirely sure of what she wanted, she hadn't yet been granted the time to really think about anything. We would have to have a deeper discussion about it sooner rather than later, for the sake of my sanity, but I would at least wait until we got back to the island.

Soon we arrived back to the shore to meet my parents, who were positively beaming with pride. Bella was the first to speak, "Uh, Carlisle, Esme...I'm really sorry about earlier. I didn't really realize that you guys were still there. Edward should have stopped me."

"Oh, don't be silly, dear. You are fresh to this, and there are all kinds of urges you are going to have to learn to cope with. It's a natural part of life, there's no need to be embarrassed!" Esme gushed, pulling Bella into a hug.

Bella gave her a weak smile, still clearly not convinced, and we boarded the ship. This time she insisted we sit out on the main deck with Esme, Carlisle right through the doors so he could still be involved in the conversation. Guilt lay heavy on my shoulders at the simple fact that she even felt the need to insist, as if I was some animal that couldn't control myself. I suppose she wasn't that far from the mark.

The ride back to our honeymoon island was uneventful. I didn't say much, but we still chatted idly with my parents, small talk mostly. Esme caught us up on the goings-on back home. Rosalie and Emmett were off again traveling the world, yet another honeymoon venture for the two of them, under the guise that they were off at college. Jasper and Alice were the same as usual, staying close to home, though Alice had taken up embroidery and Esme mentioned that it had been quite a battle to keep her away from all of the various fabrics in the house.

"She doesn't seem to understand that not everything needs intricate flowers and lace stitched into it. And you know how your sister is, she can't handle doing anything on a small scale. I'm sure that by now my whole house looks like one giant doily," Esme sighed indulgently, causing us all to laugh. It wasn't very often that she became frustrated with her children.

When we made it to the island my parents followed us into the house. "So, Bella, how are you feeling?" Carlisle asked.

"Um, great really. I do sort of feel like I need a shower since I wasn't quite so graceful with the hunting," her eyes flashed towards me, flashing a knowing smile of the other events that would cause our filth. She could tell I was on edge and was trying to make me feel better. "But I also don't really feel dirty, if that makes sense?"

"No, dirt does not stick to our skin like it does with humans. Nor do we sweat," Carlisle confirmed for her.

"But I see you guys shower all the time."

"Mostly because it feels nice and our hair does need the dirt rinsed out of it from time to time. I suppose it's just another thing to keep up the façade of humanity."

Bella nodded. "I suppose things are going to be very different now," she seemed a little sad.

Everything alright, son? Did something happen? Carlisle asked me in his thoughts.

I didn't respond in any way. Usually when Bella was around I would give an imperceptible nod or shake of my head, but that wouldn't be so imperceptible now that she was one of us. Instead I just chose to train my eyes on the ground.

Carlisle took the queue flawlessly as always. "Alright, Esme, what do you say we leave the two love birds alone? We have some phone calls to make to get a flight home," I could tell from his thoughts that now that the tension and worry had been eased that was the result of my life hanging in the balance, he was looking for a little rendezvous alone with his wife as well. As much as I dreaded the conversation that lay before me, completely petrified with fear of what she may say even, it still needed to be had.

My parents said their goodbyes, then walked hand in hand to the boat.

I turned to Bella, suddenly feeling like I did the first day I decided to finally speak to her. Nervous and unsure, terrified of what was about to happen, knowing that my whole happiness was sitting in the hands of this woman and she could either choose to keep it safe, or crush it to pieces. "So, now that you've had a bit of time to adjust, I take it you're upset?" I asked quietly, refusing to meet her eyes.

"A little, yes," She responded. "Though I don't understand why you punish yourself so much, Edward."

"Bella, now is not the time to go easy on me. Just so you know, I still can't hear what you're thinking, which is even more maddening than it was when you were human. I need to know exactly how you are feeling. I need complete transparency."

"I don't recall holding anything back from you."

"You made it pretty clear on the way back to the boat that you weren't as happy about this arrangement as you first let on to be. That's why I need you to tell me the whole truth. Tell me, what's going to happen to us now?"

"Excuse me?" The anger in her voice caught me off guard and caused me to finally look up at her. Hurt and betrayal painted every inch of her face, amplified by the blood red eyes which I now realized held just as much depth as her fathomless chocolate eyes had, maybe even more.

"Bella, don't pretend as if nothing is wrong here. You had made your decision. You told me you wanted to wait, to go to college with me and enjoy being newlyweds while being human. I always told you that you were safe with me, that I would never force you into anything. I wouldn't even allow you to make the decision to become like me out of fear when we faced Victoria and the newborns. Everything I promised you on that front has all been a lie. Why do I have to be the one to point this out to you? I stole your right to choose, Bella. I stole your soul. And for what? Lust? Sex? Pleasure?"

She looked like she was about to hit me, she was so angry, and it was terrifying. "So lust is what all of this boils down to, then? Because every time I've been with you it's been a whole lot more than that, Edward," her hands balled into fists that she used to rub her eyes. "Shit, why are my eyes burning?"

"Vampire tears," I stated quietly, my gaze falling back to the floor. I couldn't stand seeing the anger in her eyes, knowing it was directed at me. Knowing that I was the one hurting her. "You can't cry anymore."

Bella sighed. "Right. Forgot about that. Jesus, why am I so mad? I've never been this angry with you before!"

"Well, you should be," She glared at me, snarling a bit. It would have been cute if my heart wasn't breaking. "But it's just part of being a newborn. Your emotions are amplified."

She nodded and tried to take a steadying breath. "Edward, I need you to stop being so self deprecating and answer me honestly. If you haven't noticed, I can't read your mind either, so I'm going to need you to return that transparency you asked for. Was being intimate with me, whether as a human or a vampire, only about pleasure for you? Was it just a means to an end? Because if it was, we have much bigger problems here than any 'choice' or 'soul' you seem to think you have taken from me."

I wanted to laugh. What a silly assumption. "Of course not, Bella. Perhaps I didn't phrase it quite properly. I suppose it wouldn't really be the lust that caught me off guard, but the passion of it. I love you so much in every way that I am no longer capable of holding back with you, in any way. I used to be, but it seems that now that you are my wife, everything is so much more solidified. It makes it very difficult for me not to give you every part of me. Good, bad, or ugly."

She took a step toward me, and I noticed the heat between us. It seemed odd that two undead beings could cause such heat, but there it was. "If that is the case, then I can't find it in myself to regret anything. You didn't steal anything from me, because I gave it to you a long time ago. I put my heart, my soul, my mind, and my body in your hands a long time ago, and I trusted you complicitly. That hasn't changed."

Her hand was on my chest, I ached to pull her to me but there was still a part of me that was castigating myself. "Bella, your soul was not yours to give, or mine to take."

"You know how I feel about that, Edward. I still have my soul and so do you. You're far too good not to."

Her words did calm me, even if I didn't entirely share her belief. "But what about Dartmouth? It will be awhile before you can handle going to college."

"Dartmouth can wait. We have forever. You seem to keep forgetting that."

I sighed, "Okay, fine. Then what have you been so upset about since our little talk in Trinidad?"

She sighed and dropped her hand, causing another stab of pain to rip through me. She felt so far away now, it seemed unbelievable that just hours ago we had been so thoroughly happy. "I was upset with myself, mostly. The way we acted on the boat, as nice as it was, was a bit barbaric don't you think?"

"I suppose so. I wasn't thinking clearly. You just...you took to this with such ease. I was so astounded by you that it made me forget about the world around us. I guess once I accepted that I didn't have to hold back with you for any kind of physical reasons, that I wasn't ever going to hurt you in that way again, and that you had made it through everything I had put you through and somehow still wanted to be near me, I was too happy to hold back."

Bella nodded. "Okay, I can understand that. I'm sorry that I reacted the way I did. I was just embarrassed to be that way around your parents. I have too much respect for them to allow them to see me as some sex-crazed nympho."

The corner of my lip turned up with just a fraction of a smile. "Bella, you haven't been around my family for very long, in the grand scheme of things. Not to mention they're much better behaved around you. This is sort of just how it is for us. Sure, we try to give each other a semblance of privacy. Attempting to be quiet, leaving the room, going off into the woods, things like that. But when I can read minds, Alice can see the future, and Jasper can sense emotions, there's not really any hiding so we all stopped trying a long time ago. Do you remember me saying that we don't change? That we mate for life?" She nodded again. "Well, that means that we're always going to be in the honeymoon stage. It doesn't fade for us like it does for humans. Most of our kind don't have to worry about it because they're not around other vampires often, but when you choose to be a family, certain adaptations need to be made."

It struck me then as I was explaining this to her that through my dogged determination to keep her human, I had failed to prepare her for many aspects of this life. We had talked extensively about the basics of it, but I hadn't prepared her for the day to day life facets that she would have to deal with. I would have to do better with that.

"So I'm going to want you like this forever?" She asked, a none too convincing smile playing at her lips.

"Well, I sincerely hope so. I know I will." I pulled her to me then, kissing her forehead. "Oh, my Bella. I'm so sorry I made such a mess of this."

"You didn't make a mess. We just needed to talk about some things, that's all," she laid her head on my chest, holding me while I held her.

We were silent for a long time. Even though that little confusion had been cleared up, something still hung heavy in the air between us. I was working to figure it out when she spoke.

"Edward, I need you to tell me what happened. Exactly what happened...after we watched our wedding video," She said quietly.

I tensed. "I already told you, I lost control."

She shook her head. "I understand that. But walk me through it. It's apparent that you're not going to allow us to be all the way happy if we don't clear this up, so tell me everything. What you were thinking when it happened, what you did afterwards, all of it."

I groaned and pulled away from her, hanging my head and raking my hands through my hair. I would rather not relive it, but of course she was right. I needed her to know everything about what happened, to fully understand the monster that stood before her, before I would trust that whatever decision she made was true to what she wanted. So, I began to share every painful detail. How watching us make our vows to each other had filled me with such unbridled passion. I told her the exact moment that our lovemaking turned to something darker, when I had abandoned all pretense of hurting her. I admitted to her something that I hadn't even admitted to myself, that I had broken her bones with my strength at that time and not even the sound of it was able to snap me out of it. After all, I had broken the bones of my prey countless times before.. She had cried out in pain and I still didn't have it in me to stop.

I felt the agony of losing her ignite in me again while I replayed every moment. I told her how I had carried her into the house at human speed in an effort to prolong my suffering. How I had bathed her, put that dress on her, and how I had planned to bury her and run to Italy. I told her that once I realized that I hadn't lost her, I stayed by her side for every excruciating second of the transformation, something that made her wince at the memory of it, and then I begged and pleaded for her to forgive me.

By the time I was finished I was crumpled to my knees on the floor in front of her with my arms wrapped around her waist, desperate to keep her here with me. Bella was running her fingers languidly through my hair as I spoke, letting me pour out every sinister thought and emotion. Finally, while the vampire tears wracked my body once again, she pulled my arms away long enough to kneel down with me, and took my face in her small, soft hands.

"I'm not going anywhere," she whispered, her words coming out in slow, comforting tones, her enigmatic eyes gazing directly into mine. "And I'm not mad at you. Maybe all the pent up emotion since we've been together just got to be too much. Maybe I shouldn't have pushed you to be intimate with me before you were ready. But I chose this life, Edward. I chose you. I will choose you again and again. You are no monster. The fact that you have remorse for things beyond your control tells me that much. You are my husband." She placed her lips on mine, so softly it took my breath away, and I briefly wondered if I would ever tire of hearing that word fall from her lips. "If I have to stop you from beating yourself up everyday for the rest of our existence, I will do that. But please try and see in yourself all the good I see in you and stop making me have to."

I held her now as if she was made of the finest China and would shatter in my hands. "I've gotten so accustomed to hating myself for what I am. In fact, I was so used to it that I was completely apathetic about it until I met you. Bella, you make me feel alive, do you understand that? I don't know how else to describe it, besides I was an empty shell before you came along, and you filled me with everything I never knew I needed. Even though I will spend the rest of my days making up for what I've done to you, I am so happy that I have you like this now, that I don't have to risk losing you to something trivial. Saying 'I love you' isn't enough. I adore you, I worship you. You are my sun and my stars and my entire universe." I rambled on as if any second she would disappear, but knowing in my heart that she was here to stay.

"I feel the same way, you have to know that by now."

I gave a wry smile. "I was worried that it may change, I admit."

"Silly vampire." Bella laughed now, a true smile lighting up her face. "When will you learn? Nothing is going to chase me away."

"Likely never," I shrugged, "Unchanging, remember?" We both laughed, feeling the physical tension lift around us. We were holding one another again, still on our knees on the floor, and I was rubbing her back. All was silent for a few minutes, but it was the most comfortable and peaceful silence I had ever relished in.

"Edward?"

"Hmm?"

"Make love to me."

I looked down at her, her eyes filled with devotion and adoration. What I did to deserve this strong, beautiful, confident woman, I would never understand, but that suddenly didn't matter so much.

The kiss that followed was so soft and tender, it melted all my worries away. Bella wound her arms around my neck, pressing her body tight against mine. I felt drunk with the intensity of the emotion between us, or at least what I imagined being drunk would feel like. My hands came up to run through her hair, my tongue dancing against hers, loving her, tasting her.

"I need to feel you close to me," she breathed against my lips, pulling away just long enough to get my shirt off. I understood what she meant completely. The day's events had been such a rollercoaster, with the conversation we just had leaving this huge gap between us that I loathed.

We stood up together on our knees so that I could get her dress off of her, then I wound my arm around her lower back and leaned her back onto the floor, hovering my body over hers. Bella grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down on her, pressing our bare chests together. Electricity shot through me, my body resumed to the static buzzing that had simply faded into the background, and I let everything go. The worry, the fear, my insecurities. It was all wrapped up in this magnificent creature below me and nothing else mattered.

My hands took their time exploring her new body. The times before this had been such a rush, now all I wanted to do was savor every last inch of her. Her skin was so smooth and soft, firmer to the touch than it was before but also still gave to the pressure of my hands on her. Her waist came in just a little bit more, her lips flared out to a degree, making her hourglass figure more pronounced. Her breasts were just slightly fuller, pert and taut, and though her nipples were the same color they seemed darker against her pale white skin. I knew that the slit between her legs held just as much contrast and I practically salivated at the thought. But Bella was right, at this current moment we needed to be connected again. We had all the time in the world to explore other means of pleasure.

At some point during my adulation of her body, Bella had managed to get my pants and underwear off. This newfound speed of hers was proving to be quite thrilling. Our lips collided again and I positioned myself between her legs, pressing myself against her sex. She moaned against my lips and I brought one hand up to her neck to deepen the kiss, to pull her further into me, and my other hand gripped her hip and angled it upwards so I could slide into her. She was so wet and willing that she took all of me in one stroke, throwing her head back to let out a cry of pleasure.

I kept my thrusts slow and long, taking my time, feeling her whole body wrapped around me. Tension of a different sort hung heavy in the air around us, slowly building. For the first time, we savored in the moment, absorbing every feeling both emotional and physical.

"God, I love how your cock feels inside me," she breathed, her voice low and husky. The words caught me off guard, I had never heard her talk in such a manner. It was provocative in the very best way.

"Love, if you know what's good for you you'll be a bit more careful with that pretty little mouth of yours," I growled. She looked into my eyes and I saw a glimmer of mischief, a smirk playing at her lips. Something told me that someday down the road she would make me rue those words, and while I was looking forward to that I was far too lost in the slow undulations of our bodies to change the pace.

We climbed slowly together to our climax, reaching a pleasurable crescendo that left us both locked together with a mutual orgasm that shook us to our core. It lasted minutes, rather than seconds, but I didn't dare stop just yet. I kept my thrusts steady, though she begged for harder and faster, making her come again and again and again. Once the emotion was too much for me to handle, I removed myself from her and settled my body a little lower on hers, my head laying on her stomach. We were both trembling from post-coital bliss, and her fingers quickly found their way back into my hair, running through it lazily.

"You seem to be enthralled with my hair, love" I chuckled, my breath falling over her stomach. I thought briefly how normally she would erupt in goosebumps, but she no longer could. A small price to pay, I supposed.

"I've always loved your hair, but it's different to me now. It's so much softer. And there are so many more colors in it than I noticed before,"

I traced my fingers languidly against her side and across her hips, making little circles. "You're a lot softer, too."

"It's nice, us being equal for once."

"I would argue that you're far superior, but I understand your meaning." Though I couldn't see her rolling her eyes, I knew that she was.

"We can still stay here, right?"

"Of course, if that's what you want. We can stay as long as you like," The thought of more time alone on the island with her pleased me.

"I may never want to go back then."

"Works for me."

A comfortable silence settled over the both of us yet again, nothing but the sounds of the waves crashing against the shore and the light from the moon to keep us company. The sun had long since set and we hadn't turned any lights on, considering none of us needed them any longer. We didn't need anything else but each other.

After a while, who knew how long really, Bella quite suddenly erupted in a fit of chime-like laughter. "What's so funny?" I asked, pulling back to look up at her face.

"Well, since I've been a vampire we've had sex, what, twelve times?"

"I would consider the boat one long time, but go on,"

"Still, I never damaged any property! Ha!" She couldn't seem to control herself now.

I lifted myself off of her, grinning, "Well, for one thing I broke things so that I didn't break you, which is no longer a concern," As I stood up I lifted her up along with me, causing her to squeal, and threw her over my shoulder, "and secondly, my darling, the night is young and I am certainly not finished with you yet," I landed a smack on her bottom and rocketed off into the bedroom with my prize. A few more of Esme's things would unfortunately have to be sacrificed before the morning came, only this time, it wouldn't be me that did the breaking.

All of you lovely people that read and review give me life. I hope you know that. I've put these two cinnamon rolls through a little too much, I think next chapter we'll get back to the roots and give em a bunch of fluff and honeymoon time, yeah?

XX, Dani