Chapter 13: Vampire Weather
To satisfy my thirst and ease the burning in my throat I went for a 2AM hunt in the Nevada desert while my beautiful wife peacefully slept in the penthouse. In the vast empty desert it was easy and quick to take down my prey. With my ever growing thirst for the blood of my precious bride nagging at me, begging me to taste her sweet blood. I made it a point to over indulge a bit while hunting.
Once I was full I returned to the penthouse and went straight to the shower. After I washed all traces of wildlife and dirt off me I turned off the water and dried myself off. I didn't bother to put any clothes on since our amazing activities haven't actually required any.
Wanting to be next to my love I hurried back to the bedroom. Not the master bedroom that we had started our honeymoon in since I had destroyed that bed. I wrecked it real good. I bit into the mattress so many times that it literally looked like a bomb went off in the room. It surprised me with how much the destruction that I can cause during an intimate moment turns Bella on, but I'm glad it does.
Climbing in bed next to my love I got under the covers and immediately felt the heat from her beautiful naked body. It thrilled me to no end to be lying next to my lovey wife. There was still a part of me that couldn't believe she was my wife.
Instinctively I laid on my side next to Bella with her back pressed to my chest. Listening to her even breathing I wrapped my arm around her, cupping her left breast with my right hand. The muscles in my stomach tightened and warmth spread through my body as I began to massage her breast and felt her nipple harden. I felt myself becoming hard. My hard member was pressing against the small of her back.
It was astonishing how horny I was with as much amazing sex we had last night. I was finding it difficult to wait for till morning.
My hand that was cupping her breast tentatively trailed down her warm stomach going down between her legs. I slid my middle finger between her smoothed folds. My finger found her clit and she was wet! In hopes that she would wake up I began rubbing small gentle circles on her clit and placed gentle kisses on the back of her neck.
A couple minutes past and Bella's heartbeat picked up and her breathing pattern changed. I was overcome with excitement. She was waking up!
Bella moved slightly, turning over and grabbing my hard penis. "You're hard." She said, sleepily. Her voice was just above a whisper.
"And you're so wet." I purred, placing a small kiss on her lips. "Are you up for another round?"
I really hoped she was. I was painfully hard now. I really wanted to be inside her again. The thought in itself thrilled me. With every fiber in my body I hoped she wasn't too tired. But if she was, I'd wait till morning.
"Mmmm. Hmmm." Came Bella's replay as she nodded her head.
She laid on her back and I happily positioned myself between her legs that she opened for me. I gently placed my hands on either side of her hips, pulling her down a little, bringing her body closer to mine. With the covers over me to keep her warm I hovered over her, alining my hips with hers. Joyfulness shot through me like a lighting bolt as I grabbed my erect member, placing myself inches away from her entrance where I could feel her heat.
There in the dark room where I could see her just fine, the air was heavy with the tempting aroma of her arousal. Hovering over her, holding penis in my hand, I rubbed my tip against her clit. She shivered in pleasure underneath me.
"That feels good?" I wondered, rubbing the tip of my penis over her clit again.
"Yes." A sleepy little smile playing on her lips. "But I think it'll be even better if you're inside me."
I smiled. I liked that thought.
I looked at her, her deep chocolate brown eyes that were hazed with sleep gazed up at me. Her dark hair cascaded over the pillow. She's so perfect. Hungrily eyeing her ruby red lips that were so plumped, I leaned down, crushing my lips to hers. She opened her mouth and I slid my tongue in, both of us moaned into our kiss while I slid into her. Her walls wrapped around me as I filled every inch of her.
She wrapped her arms around my neck as I began thrusting my hips, keeping my movements slow, going in and out of her. There's no feeling in the world that could compare to making love to my beautiful Bella. I relished in the sensations of being one with her.
Pressing my body to hers, her heartbeat was fast and her breathing quickly grew uneven each time I thrusted in and out of her tight vagina. Keeping my pleasurable movements under the tempo of her heartbeat, I broke away from our kiss to give her a chance to catch her breath.
Her eyes were closed in enjoyment and she moaned my name in pleasure while a growl escaped me.
Peering down at my beautiful wife who's creamy skin was flushed and her ruby red lips looked far too tempting to be left alone. I couldn't help myself as I lowered my face to hers, parted my lips, stuck out my tongue and licked her lips, tasting her favor. Thrusting in and out of her, I traced her lips with my tongue, making her shiver and attempting to pull me closer as my tongue continued on a path to her jawline and back to her mouth.
The sweet pressure was rapidly building up in my core. My breathing hitched and I eyed the beautiful thin skin of her neck. Her heart pumped like crazy. The veins in her neck were pulsing. The scent of her arousal mixed with the forbidden scent of her sweet blood swirled in the air around me. Having just hunted less than an hour ago my throat was not burning, yet still the man and monster fought inside me as I continued to thrust my hips and focus on my hard penis going in and out of her glorious wet vagina. Bella pushed her hips into mine, helping the man in me win the battle for the moment.
Wanting to forget about my baser instincts that still lingered in my brain. I closed my eyes, focusing on the pleasure as I brought my mouth to hers. The fantasies of drinking her blood would not leave my brain. Compared to the unmistakable pleasure of being one with my bride, the gruesome daydream of drinking her blood was ratter minor.
Attempting to continue our love making without error I let a fantasy of me sinking my teeth into her skin while deep inside of her play out in my brain. Allowing to see the images helped me focus on rapture. Moving in and out of her I slid my tongue in her mouth. Our tongues battled.
Bella wrapped her legs around me. 'It feels so good when he's moves like that. How's he so unbelievably good at this when he was a virgin too?'
My breathing hitched and my movements became more rapid as I realized I was hearing her thoughts while my mouth was on hers and I was inside her! It excited me to hear her thoughts again, if only for a second. I plunged faster, feeling very close to my release. With the sublime sensations of being as close to Bella as I could possibly get mixed with the glory of her mind becoming open to me again, the first time since Saturday and it was now early Monday morning. Feeling thrilled and overwhelmed in every good way as well as bad the urge to bite was over taking me once again. Reluctantly I parted from our kiss. Leaning away from her, growing as my teeth came in contact with a pillow as I exploded inside her with a loud growl.
As much as I wanted to continue our loving making and possibly hear her again I decided not to. It was late. She needed sleep. With a kiss on her lips that she graciously returned as I slid out of her, I layed on the bed beside her. Our breathing was erratic while I pulled her close to me. She cuddled up to me, her head resting on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her.
"That was amazing, love." My voice was horse from desire. "I heard you again." I smiled, kissing the top of her head.
"Hmmm." She responded, rubbing her warm hand over my chest. "I wonder how that's happening."
"I'm not sure. It's exhilarating though." I couldn't keep the smile out of my voice. I couldn't wait to hear her again.
"What did you hear exactly?" She asked skeptically.
"You like the way I moved. And you find me unbelievably good at making love." I answered smugly.
Using my extra hearing on my wife was very different this time than it had been on our wedding night. It was only for a second, though very wonderful. Her inner monologue was clear and there was no profanity in her mind. I wasn't sure how hearing her thoughts worked but I longed to hear them again.
"Well I do. I also like early morning sex." Bella said sleepily with a giggle.
"I do too." I responded. "Since you'll be moving in with me when we go home later today we'll have lots of mornings like this." I promised.
I couldn't wait for her to move into my house. We would never have to be apart. Both of us were excited about moving in together and had talked about that before she had gone to sleep the night before.
"That'll be fun." She yawned.
I ran my hand through her tangled hair. "Yes." I agreed, placing another kiss on her hair. "Sleep now, love."
I began to hum her lullaby. She quickly drifted off to unconsciousness.
I layed there with my arms around my wife feeling very blissful. I enjoyed being her pillow as she slept with her head on my chest.
The hours quickly flew by. Six AM on the dot Bella woke up. After we made love again I offered to order room service for her but she wasn't interested. Since this was our last day here and the Weather Channel said it was supposed to be cloudy all day we planned to explore Las Vegas before catching a flight home. We knew we had to get up but neither of us wanted to just yet. We cuddled in bed a little while longer, happily conversing about our new life together. Before we decided to begin our day.
First thing was first. We needed to clean up before we dressed and headed out of the penthouse. Not only did we smell like hot sex but Bella's hair looked like a squirrels nest with feathers tangled in her hair from when I bit into the pillows. From the reflection in her eyes, my hair truly looked no better.
When Bella needed to get up for a human minute it was then that we decided to get ready. I gave her a kiss before she left the bed. She grabbed her clothes out of her backpack and walked into the bathroom. It didn't take long for Bella to turn on the shower. As much as I would have loved to join her I didn't. She had wanted me to but with nothing safe to bite in the shower I didn't want to take her up on that opportunity. Instead I left her alone to her own intimacy.
While she showered I got up and busy myself with picking up her clothes that were on the floor. Once the water was turned off and she was drying off it was my turn. I grabbed my fresh clothes and was ready to take a shower. She stayed in the bathroom, getting dressed and brushing all the knots out of her hair as I quickly showered.
Turning off the water and grabbing the white fluffy towle an energetic high feeling swept through me and hit me like a hurricane. My unbeating heart was swelling with pride as I dressed in the large elegant bathroom, watching the most beautiful girl in the world, who is now my wife grab the blow dryer and dry her hair. It was very endearing that she wanted her hair to look nice for me. She hardly uses a blow dryer on her hair.
Putting on my boxers Bella turned to me and smiled a devilish smile.
"Stick them up." She pointed the blow dryer at me, holding it like it was a gun. She giggled as hot air blew in my face, and hair.
"Haha!" I said with a mock laugh, grabbing my jeans and lightly spanking her perfect round ass with them. "Guess you don't like my wet hair, Mrs. Cullen."
More giggles slipped from her lips. "Just thought it would be a funny thing to do to my husband."
My lips curled into a smile. "That was kinda funny." I shared her giggles while I put on my pants and she went back to drying her hair after we shared a small kiss.
I grabbed my long sleeve shirt and put it on. Buttoning up my shirt I walked out of the bathroom, overlooking the mass destruction in the bedroom. I went over to the phone that sat on the nightstand. I picked it up, calling the front desk to speak to the concierge to inform them of the damages I'd be paying for. Once I disconnected I went over to the large window, pulling back the thick curtains to reveal the view overlooking the Vegas Strip. As the Weather Channel had stated last night there would be light rain falling down and a thick layer of fog in the early morning desert sky, that would last all day, they had been right. It was very foggy. However the less-than-perfect weather didn't stop tourists from exploring the city, from up here I could see countless people on the streets walking around. While standing there taking in the view I heard the hair dryer turn off. It didn't take Bella long to be at my side.
"Hmmm." Bella stood next to me, her eyes looking out of the huge window, just as mine were. "Looks like vampire weather."
I chuckled at her statement. Rolling off her lips that sounded so natural, like everybody in the world referred to a cloudy day as that.
"Indeed it is." I replied. "It's perfect for our last day here. We can freely go walk around before we head to the airport."
Bella sighed sadly, looking up at me. "I wish we didn't have to leave so soon."
Instinctively I wrapped my arms around her, holding her body flush to mine. I really wasn't ready to leave and share her attention with other people. I'm essentially a selfish creature who enjoyed having her all to myself.
"I don't want to leave either." I admitted. "It was a pleasure beyond my wildest dreams to have you, my wife, all to myself." I kissed the top of her head.
"Our honeymoon has been amazing." There was a smile in her voice.
It surely has been amazing. It was magnificent to be alone, to be able to worship, treasure and explore her body just as she did to mine. I wished more than anything that we could have a honeymoon that lasts forever, though everything must end eventually. After all we had obligations to go back to, family and school. Besides, we could always have a second honeymoon in the near future. A much longer honeymoon.
I knew just the special place to go to. A beautiful house on a private island that was very secluded, it would be perfect for our second honeymoon. Even better, I knew the owners of the private island. There's no doubt in my mind that my parents would let me borrow their house on Isle Esme for a couple of weeks. I would just have to limit my destruction.
"During our winter break we will have a longer honeymoon." I promised.
She smiled up at me. "Really? Where would we go?" Her eyes were full of wonder.
Her beautiful deep chocolate brown eyes could make me spill my deepest darkest secrets, and they have. I closed my eyes, breaking her gaze, before I was compelled to spell this secret.
"That will be a surprise." I smiled, opening my eyes to see her lips pull together.
"You won't tell me?" Her lower lip stuck out in a pout.
"Not a chance."
I leaned down, rushing to kiss her plump rudy red lips that are far too tempting to be left alone. In an instant her lips were on mine. I parted my lips, feeling her warm breath in my mouth. We kissed passionately for a few more minutes.
With each passing second my body began to feel like a ring of fire. I felt myself becoming hard, quickly I tried to think about something else to get my mind in control of my body. I knew we better end our kiss soon or we would never leave the penthouse. Or Las Vegas for that matter. Not that I would be complaining about that but, there were certain things we had discussed that we wanted to go see and do before heading home. Besides, she would need to eat breakfast soon. Yet, I couldn't get myself to break away from our kiss and she didn't want to either.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I heard the slightly irritated thoughts belonging to the concierge.
I reluctantly pulled back from our kiss to spek. "I better get that."
Bella was slightly out of breath and so was I. She looked like she wanted to protest that my lips were no longer on hers.
"Yeah." She stood on her tiptoes, reaching up and planting a small kiss on my lips.
I returned her kiss before we parted. I went to answer the door while Bella gathered up our belongings.
I greeted the concierge and he returned my politeness. He stepped inside and I walked him through the penthouse, showing him the damages without giving the correct information of how the damages happened. He didn't care or even press for information on all the broken furniture in the living room, kitchen, both bedrooms and bathrooms happened. Obviously I didn't limit my destruction to one room. The whole time the concierge walked with me examining the penthouse that was in less than perfect condition, he wasn't even phased. The thoughts that were going through his mind surprise me, he had actually seen worse. The damages that I caused were in truth very minimal, according to him. Taking responsibility for everything I dismantled I gave the concierge a very generous tip that put a wide grin on his face. Before he left I advised him to let the manager know to charge the extra expenses to my card, he assured me he would.
Embarrassed that the member of the hotel staff had seen the damages from our love making, Bella grabbed our backpacks and the giant see-through trash bag of stuffed animals. She took hold of my hand and led me out the door in a rush, wanting to get out of there. Her stomach gurgled as we got in the elevator and made our way to the lobby to check out.
Outside the weather was chilly and the air was very foggy. It didn't feel like we were in the desert. Bella was surprised by how foggy it was, she was barely able to see past a few feet in front of her. Several times she tripped over her own feet and almost stumbled into people in front of her, I caught her though. Luckily the fog didn't affect my eyesight.
As we walked around, talking and taking our time the weather reminded me of a trip I took long ago to London with my parents. My father had planned the trip specifically to show Esme and I where he grew up. For the longest time I had been interested and wanted to see and walk around the same streets he once did in his human days, instead of only seeing England from his memories when he told us stories from his past. When we finally arrived I was amazed by everything. I was still quite young back then and their only child. I remember strolling down the cobblestone streets in London and being very intrigued with the constant fog. My parents' thoughts were in sync as they usually are. They'd admired my childlike innocence and being captivated by the simplest of things. How impressed I had been to see everything for the first time with my own eyes instead of through the filter of my father's mind.
Bella however, was less impressed with the thick fog in the desert city. Of course she was glad for my sake that it wasn't bright and sunny out, but she wasn't exactly thrilled that rain drops decided to fall as we approached The Flamingo. Wanting to get out of the rain and get her something to eat I suggested going inside to dine at the buffet. She agreed.
Inside the warm hotel and casino we walked to the dining hall over to the buffet. The aroma of food hit me like a ton of bricks as I paid for Bella's food. Taking her backpack I went over to a little table for two in the corner by the window and sat down with our belongings as Bella went and picked out her food.
I watched my beautiful wife walk over to the table with only a bowl of cereal. With all the choices of food, out of all the things she could have picked, she decided on cereal. I couldn't figure out why. Honestly it doesn't look that appetizing.
"Is that all you're going to have?" I questioned as she sat down in the chair across from me.
She smiled at my dismay. "What can I say?" She picked up her spoon and dipped it into her bowl. "I like cereal in the morning."
She began to eat the inedible-looking crunchy stuff, chewing quickly and gazing up at me from time to time. I enjoyed watching her eat, seeing her expressions of pleasure that food brought her. Though it was nothing in comparison to the pleasure I was able to bring her.
"Enjoying your cereal?" I asked when she swallowed her food.
She nodded. "Yeah. These Frosted Corn Flakes are good."
I laughed at the name of the cereal. Not because it was a particularly funny name, it wasn't. It just brought a certain memory to the forefront of my mind.
Looking at me Bella raised an eyebrow. "Is something funny with Corn Flakes?" She took another bite of food.
Shaking my head I laughed again. "Whatever you do, don't mention the name of that cereal around my brothers." I warned her.
"Why?" Her face looked skeptical but her voice sounded very curious.
"Because they..." I began to explain. "Well, especially Emmett. Won't be able to resist making some off colored jokes about why the cereal was originally made back in 1906."
Raising an eyebrow at me Bella took another bite of Corn Flakes. I was assuming she wasn't familiar with the cereal's origin. Thanks to my father wanting to educate my siblings and I by having us watch a special on popular food throughout the ages in American, on the History Channel a few months ago. I was.
"I suppose you'll let me in on this little joke." She said, examining a spoon full of cereal. Her eyes didn't look up from her spoon. My guess was that she was trying to see what could possibly be comical about breakfast food.
Putting aside all the crude jokes and gestures my brothers, and even I had made during that program, that made my sisters giggle, our mother not being pleased with our immature teenage boy behavior and had our father rethinking what educational programming was appropriate to have us watch as a family. I thought about the cereal's original slogan. It was a very strange slogan and by today's standards would never be allowed on a cereal box.
"Well you're familiar with today's slogan for Corn Flakes?" I asked, as she took another bite nodding her head. "The original slogan was far less family friendly and there was no cartoon tiger on the box." I began explaining while she continued to eat. I was making an effort to keep the laughter out of my voice. "The cereal was actually made with teenage boys in mind. For them to get a blanched breakfast and not be tempted to "rub one out", as it once said on the box."
"That's gross." She said, clearly disgusted. "How do you not remember anything from your past but you can remember that?"
My wife gave me a strange look. I could only guess what was going on in her mind at that moment. She probably assumed I ate a lot of Corn Flakes in my human days because she knew before I fell in love with her I was never tempted with those urges. Though, I honestly don't know if I ever ate the cereal, not that it would have worked for that anyways.
"I don't remember anything from my childhood. But there was a special on the History Channel a while back, about how popular foods of today first started out. Carlisle thought it would be a wonderful idea for all of us to watch it." I explained, chuckling. "So, you can just imagine how Emmett would react to the mere mention of the cereal if you were to eat it in front of him."
Bella's expression was so disbelieving it was quite comical. It made me laugh.
"Ewww! Well, I will never be able to look at a bowl of Corn Flakes the same way again." She placed her spoon in the empty bowl. "And definitely, I will never eat this cereal around Emmett or Jasper."
"That's for the best." I nodded my head.
That certainly would be for the best. Just as Emmett knows a wide variety of slag for the words "masterbation" and "sex." He knows an assortment of slag for "cum". He is a welth of knowage of all things sex.
Done with her breastfast Bella stood up. "Are you going to get something to eat?" She teased. "OR are you ready to go?"
I smirked at her little joke. "I'm ready if you are. Were to, my love?"
I gathered our things and was standing up by her side in less than three seconds. Ready to do anything she wanted.
"I was thinking," She started. "Of going to the flamingo habitat they have here and see the flamingos. If you want?"
"Of course. Anything you wish."
A wide smile spread across her face and lit up her eyes. I would do anything to see her smile. I put my free arm around her and we began walking out of the dining hall and to the outdoor wildlife habitat. It wasn't raining for the moment. Though it was still foggy of course. The bright lights they use to light up the habitat at night were on so Bella was able to somewhat see the flamingo's, ducks, koi fish and turtles through the thick fog. She was captivated by the beauty of the animals.
Bella stood at the railing and I hung back by the windows in an attempt not to frighten the animals. I watched in awe as a flamingo went right up to Bella and let her pet it's head, before it looked at me and ran off to join the other flamingos. Seeing my wife pet the flamingo made me think of Emmett, if he was here a flamingo would probably fall in love with him and want to go home with him. It's silly how humans are afraid of my brother but animals adore him. Over the years we have had quite an assortment of pets because my brother forms a bond with them and vice versa.
Bella and I stayed in the wildlife habitat for ten minutes more before venturing off. Married and in love we walk down the Vegas Strip. Explored various Casinos and shops including the M&M World Store where we went on a little tour with a small group of people, learning about the history of the round colorful candy. It was very informing and silly since the cartoon M&M's were on a screen and acted as our tour guides.
Being in Vegas was far more entertaining than being at school, which was where we should have been, but we weren't worried about missing one day of school. Bella and I enjoyed playing tourist. We were leisurely exploring the little shops on the Vegas Strip and then Fremont Street. With every shop we went into I wanted to spoil my wife, buy her a souvenir or two. Something to commemorate our trip. Yet she always protested about me spending money. Finally I ended up convincing her to let me buy her one souvenir and she agreed.
We walked into one little souvenir shop that had countless T-shirts on Fremont Street. Bella looked through a rack of shirts that had the words "Las Vegas" on them along with many other sayings. She pulled one out and held it up for me to see.
"How do you think Alice would react if I wore this?" She said with a laugh.
I examined the light blue shirt that read "I got married in Las Vegas". I could imagine what my fashionable sister's reaction would be to my wife wearing a cheap blouse that was purchased at a souvenir shop. Alice wouldn't like it, I fingered that much.
"Well, you know how Alice is." I gave her my half smile. "Besides. Her reaction doesn't matter, as long as you want it."
"I'll let you buy it as long as you get the matching shirt so we could wear them together." She clarified.
I couldn't help but smile. Bella finally wasn't protesting about bringing home a souvenir. No doubt my small sister wouldn't find the matching pair of shirts fashionable but they weren't for her, so that really didn't matter much to me. I quickly found my size and pulled out the matching shirt off the rack.
"Do you think Alice will be very upset with us for not going along with her crazy water-wedding?" Bella wondered, looking at the shirt she was holding instead of at me.
Her question wasn't something I had considered before this moment. It wasn't that I didn't care about my favorite sister's feelings. I did. I just didn't consider it because getting married was mine and Bella's choice. Our decision of where and when to get married was our decision to make, not the wedding planner who was never even asked to plan a wedding in the first place and didn't even take our likes or dislikes into consideration.
"She'll be a little disappointed." I said truthfully and Bella frowned. "But she'll get over it." I added quickly.
"I sure hope you're right." She glazed up at me. Her eyes full of worry for how her best friend would take the news.
"I am. Don't tell me you're having second thoughts." I said jokingly. "Do you mean to tell me that you actually want to get married on the water?"
Bella's eyes widen in horror. "Oh god! No way."
I laughed at the expression on her face.
Our little chat came to an end as the cashier, a woman in her late forties came over to see if we needed any help. Holding the matching shirts I explained that we founded what we were looking for. Bella and I followed her up to the cash register to pay.
Standing at the cash register, the middle aged cashier, who noticed the words on the matching shirts we were buying and took notice of the rings on our left hands, was making idle conversation with us. She politely asked if we had just got married, we happily told her we did on Saturday night. The cashier congratulated us on getting married. Her words were full of happiness though, her thoughts caught me off guard, she assumed we were two baby faced teenagers who played Russian Roulette instead of being responsible. She thought that I must have accidentally gotten Bella pregnant. For that was the only logical reason in her mind that two teenagers, just barely starting their lives out would decide to get married. She couldn't fathom that we were just hopelessly in love. With the shirts paid for we left the souvenir shop, but not before I noticed an assortment of brochures by the door. One in particular caught my eye, it had a picture of a green Lamborghini on it with the words "SpeedVegas" written under it. I now knew where our next destination was going to be.
A little while later we were at SpeedVegas renting a Lamborghini to drive around the track. I don't know why but Bella seemed to be in disbelief that I wanted her in the car with me so she could experience how fast it could go. For the first lap she joined me. Even though I drove a lot slower than I wanted to, her reaction didn't disappoint me. She had one hand on my thigh gripping my jeans and the other hand gripping the side of the door. After that one lap she asked to get out and let me finish up my time alone on the race track while she watched safely in the stands.
With my fun on the race track completed we took a taxi back to the Vegas Strip. We got out at the MGM Grand, our last stop before going to the airport. We went inside the cancino. Instead of gambling we went over to see the lions they had on display behind a thick glass wall. We watched along with numerous people as the handlers instructed the young lions to do tricks. Bella enjoyed that and so did I. Once that was over I took my wife to lunch at the Rainforest Cafe that's located inside the same cancino. We waited in line for quite some time but we weren't bored. We never ran out of things to talk about.
Finally we were the next ones in line and a waitress guide is us over to a small table in the corner. Bella placed her order. The restaurant was interesting, nothing like anything I've ever seen before, Bella either. It looked like a jungle with fake trees everywhere and noisy animatronic animals on the walls. A giant gorilla was positioned on the wall above us, every now and then the animatronic animal would bang its hands on it's chest and holler along with all the other animatronic animals in the restaurant. It was a symphony of gorillas, alligators, monkeys and parrots. It was very loud when that would happen.
While Bella and I waited for her food we talked about how unreal it still seemed to be married. She said it felt like a fairytale. Our conversation quickly turned to living arrangements, tonight she would be moving into my house, both of us were extremely excited about that. Though I think she would have been happy if I announced that we would live on a deserted island as long as we were together. I know I would be content anywhere that we lived, as long as we were together.
In the midst of our conversation the front of the restaurant erupted in a symphony of loud clapping. That caught mine and Bella's attention. We turned our heads to where the clapping had started to see a bride dressed in an elegant white wedding dress and the groom dressed up in a black tux and tie, both appeared to be in their late twenties. Apparently they just got married minutes ago. Even though it was Las Vegas they dressed in the traditional wedding clothes even though they didn't have to. One thing that Bella noticed and pointed out was that the father and mother of the bride look very happy as well as the parents of the groom. That prompted another conversation between my wife and I. How were we going to tell our folks - especially her father that we got married. That wasn't something we had given much thought to.
When Bella's food arrived we came to the conclusion that we had no plan. Instead of panicking we decided not to dwell on that, just live for the moment. We would eventually figure it out by the time we return home this evening. We had plenty of time to figure out what we would say and whose parents we would talk to first.
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Any thoughts on how you think Charlie, Carlisle and Esme, as well as Alice, who was all ready to plan that crazy water-wedding will react to Edward and Bella eloping? I'd really enjoy reading your thoughts on that.