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Bella pressed a final kiss to Edward's perfectly bowed lips as the crowd around them went wild. No matter how hard she fought the tears clouding her brown eyes, she just couldn't seem to stop them from streaming down her cheeks. Never breaking eye contact with the most handsome man she'd ever met, her fingers wove through his as he urged her to stand with him. The corner of her lips tipped as her attention went to their son before dancing back to Edward.

Edward took the ring from the satin box, and with emotion clawing his throat, he held out the princess cut diamond with pink pearls on either side. Swallowing tightly, he lifted her hand and pushed the ring on her finger, a tear coursing down his cheek. "I love you … Bella Swan, soon to be, Cullen."

Bella's attention skipped between the ring and Edward's sparkling gaze. He looked so different from when she'd first come to New York. The temper she'd grown used to months ago was replaced with a new joy for life. The fact that she was responsible for creating that look glittering back at her … fuck … it left her breathless.

It'd taken them almost a decade to reach their fate. This wasn't their end, however, but their true beginning, and while the memories of their teenage love affair were bittersweet, the wicked love she spied in his eyes was worth all the pain getting here.

Well—perhaps some of it hadn't been unnecessary, but she refused to dwell on all the drama that'd dictated their lives. Right now, she wanted to think of their future.

Of building her family, loving them, focusing on them.

His gaze roamed her face before the most beautiful smile pulled at his cheeks, showing her his pearly whites before he leaned down and grabbed the mic. The speakers squealed to life as he lifted it, saying, "Did you hear that, ladies and gentlemen? This intelligent, sexy woman has agreed to become my wife."

Cheers erupted from the crowd as he turned to face all his fans. "I do believe I am the luckiest man alive. You know, back when I was in high school … I had one purpose … I wanted to become one of the most famous musicians." Edward paused, letting the fans scream their pleasure before starting again. "Yup … one purpose … until I walked into lit class, and there she was. Everything about her spoke to me on so many levels I can't even begin to explain. I tried to talk to her, and she ignored me … a lot."

"Edward," Bella laughed, fanning her face as her cheeks brightened with embarrassment as the crowd gurgled with excitement. "I don't think I ignored you quite that much …"

"Oh, but you did," he returned with a wicked laugh. "I remembered sitting there wondering what I had to do to get her attention. I even caught her drawing me in Millennium Park in my birthplace of Chicago, Illinois. Remember? I'd go there to play after school, and you'd hide way over on the wall with your paper and pencils."

Bella laughed as she tried to hide her face in his shoulder. His fingers caressed her waist. Finally, she bit her lip as she dipped her head in a nod. "Seems I remember some variation of that."

"Some variation? Really?" Edward chuckled as he recalled spying her across the park. His fans laughed right along with him, their gaze widening as they contemplated deny Edward Cullen anything. Some heartbroken girls sniffled, but all in all, they seemed receptive. "That's funny, princess because I recall chasing you for almost a month. Anyway, the point is I persisted, and after almost a decade … she's finally mine. Better than diamonds and pearls and all the money in the world. Now, if you will all excuse me … I'm going to take my little family out to celebrate. Thanks so much for being a part of the happiest day of my life."

Edward handed the mic to Justin Timberlake as he stepped toward the stairs. Bella's head whipped around, astonished to be in the presence of someone who'd been a big part of her youth.

As Justin took the mic, he grinned broadly at the couple as they stepped toward the stairs. "I would just like to offer congratulations to the happy couple. I wish you complete and utter happiness. Hopefully, the same happiness I found with my own wife, Jessica. With that being said, I would like to dedicate this next song to Edward Cullen and his lovely fiancée."

When Justin finished speaking, the band started a slow beat. Justin winked at the pair before turning his attention to the crowd below and all around the stage.

Edward chanced a look at Bella just as he began to sing Mirrors. His lovely partner looked awe-struck as she stared at the musician. Edward's lashes dropped a fraction as he witnessed the expression on Bella's face. Playfully, he wiggled her fingers, "Hey, now …"

"Well, how many times in your life do you see Justin Timberlake?" Bella explained as a beat once again filled the speakers, and she followed Edward down the stairs with Micah in tow. As soon as their feet touched pavement, several guards closed them off from the crowd stretching out to touch Edward Cullen. "He was part of N'SYNC; they were my favorite … besides you, of course."

"Of course," Edward chuckled with uplifted brows. Holding her close, he navigated through the barricades back to the limo he'd rented for the day. "Carlisle is coming to get Micah … actually, he should be here somewhere."

Bella had no hopes of spotting Carlisle or anyone else. All she saw waswere the bodyguards blocking everything else from sight. Just when she would've given up trying to see, she caught a wink of the man through the man-shield. "He's right … well, he was right there."

"Just in time," Edward called, stepping up to the limo. "Come on over and grab your grandson … We have somewhere to be."

"Do you really think your mother would let anyone miss that?" Carlisle wanted to know, clapping Edward on the shoulder. Glancing between Edward and Bella, he grinned. "Congratulations to you both. Bella, I just want to say, my family did you a grave injustice … hell, we did you both a grave injustice years ago. Even while it was necessary, I wish we had gone about things another way. But I am so glad to be getting such a strong, refined young lady as a new daughter."

For the millionth time, Bella fanned the tears threatening to fall away as she shook her head. "Carlisle, things have a way of working out the way they are supposed to. It's no one's fault … Just life."

"Well," Carlisle began, swallowing hard as he blinked moisture from his eyes, his hand settling against her waist. "I'm sorry for our part in it. Esme and I wish you both all the happiness …"

"Dad!" Edward rolled his fingers in an impatient motion, eager to get his new fiancée all to himself. "Can we do this another time? We have reservations …"

"Of course," Carlisle stated with a flicker of his brows as his eyes widened with understanding. "If you both will excuse Micah and me…"

Before Carlisle could sweep her son away, Bella released Edward's hand and reached for Micah. Looping her arms around his neck, she dropped a kiss to his cheek. "Love you, baby. I will see you soon."

"Mom! You have cooties," Micah called, wiping off Bella's kiss. "Just cause you kiss Dad all the time … doesn't mean …"

"All right," Carlisle interjected before his grandson could continue into some lengthy question and answer session. "We will see you both soon."

As Carlisle and Micah turned away from the limo, Edward hurriedly opened the door and urged Bella inside. Finally, after all the hours of preparation and relentless anxiety, he had Bella alone. How many hours had turmoil wrenched his gut while deciding to ask Bella to marry him? He'd spent two just selecting the perfect ring. Never had a decision weighed on him quite like that one.

Then, standing backstage waiting for her to show up nearly killed him. His heart literally felt as if it might jump from his chest and jog up the street the whole time. Nerves rattled; he jumped in place as he did right before a big show, trying to calm his racing heart. As soon as that beat started, and he began to sing … all thought … all the anxiety … ceased to exist as he stepped out on that stage and watched Bella coming closer.

Nothing … not all the wonders of the world could compare to her beauty, and his heart thudded like a drum as his gaze roamed over her. Hungrily, his starving heart followed her path as she'd walked to the stage and made her way toward him. Edward shook the memory away as he reached for the remote and pushed the button for the divider to go up. As the dark window slid into place, he lifted her hand and kissed her fingers. "Want a glass of champagne?"

"Of course." Bella bit her lip as she watched him reach for the bottle. Her greedy gaze wandered every inch, lingering momentarily on the definition of muscle pressing against suit. She let her fingertips slip across the silken material. "Edward?"

"What, baby?" Edward asked, completely focused on the task before him.

Hitting the button to the window divider on the door, Bella reached around and unzipped her dress while Edward was distracted pouring champagne. Before he turned around, she shrugged free of the silken material, leaving her utterly bare to the waist. While he was stilled turned away, she reached forward, combing her fingers through his hair. "Babe."

Edward turned to find Bella lounging back against the seat, stripped to the waist. Considering the low bodice, wearing a bra with the gown hadn't been feasible, and so her breasts greeted him, the tips puckering under his flashing gaze. Licking lips that had gone dry, Edward grinned, handed her the glass he'd poured. "Here you go, baby, drink that."

Bella's fingers trembled as she reached for the flute and lifted it to her lips. Swallowing the half of what he poured, she handed it back, saying, "Edward, come here. I don't want champagne right now."

Edward took the glass and set it aside before leaning toward her with his own champagne still in hand. Staring her in the eyes, he dropped a kiss to her lips, and when she would've deepened the exchange, he nipped her full bottom lip as he withdrew.

"I want champagne," he whispered against her lips. "Just not in this glass."

Bella gasped as he drizzled the drink across her breasts. The cold liquid caused goosebumps to race across her heated skin as it slid down her body, pooling in her navel. "I think you created a mess you have to clean up, Mr. Cullen."

"Oh, I fully intend to," he nodded. Kissing her long and deep, his lips broke away to slide across her jaw, nibbling a path down the slope of her neck.

Her eyes rolled as he sucked the tender skin connecting her shoulder and neck. Bella's arms slid around Edward's shoulders, her fingertips burrowing into his hair, fisting with growing desperation. Heavy breathing filled the space around them as he continued a trail across her torso, his tongue flicking a pebbled tip as he worked her gown down over her hips. Bella lifted off the seat, allowing Edward to slip the material over her ass and down her legs, gasping as he latched onto the bead, drawing on her nipple with vigor.

Greedily and with purpose, he lapped the champagne from her skin, his tongue diving deep into her bellybutton as he slipped off the seat to rest on his knees before her. Pushing her gown out of his way, he spread her legs wider.

The whole time Edward kissed a path over her smooth skin, he worked diligently on his clothing until his shirt hung open, hissing when her nails bit into bared flesh. With effort, Edward managed to work his slacks loose, eagerly unzipping them and wrapping long fingers around his hard length, whispering against her skin. "How the fuck do you taste so good? I've been licking this skin for months, and I can't get e-fucking-nough . Spread your legs wide for me, baby."

The second she complied, Edward buried his face between her center, his tongue stroking against her fevered flesh. Lapping at her clit, he pulled back momentarily, dribbling the rest of the champagne over her mound. Enthusiastically, he returned, thoroughly cleaning the mess he'd created, leaving Bella writhing and gasping against the seat.

Bella gripped handfuls of his hair with mixed emotions. Part of her wanted to keep him right where he was, yet a bigger part wanted his total possession. "Oh, that feels so good, but-but, babe … I want you right now … all of you."

Edward's tongue delved into her slick opening, sucking her clit into his hot mouth before letting the bud pop free. Growling, Edward shoved his pants down around his knees, stroking his cock as he pulled back slightly to gaze up to her slender form. "You want all of me? Damn, baby, you are so fucking sexy."

Through a lust-filled haze, Edward stared down at her flushed skin. Taking in every delicate inch from her heaving breasts to her willing mound, stroking his cock, Edward kissed his way up her body. When he came to her lips, he kissed her ravenously, "Fuck, baby, I love you so much. I don't know … fuck. Don't know how I ever made it without you in my life."

Impatiently, Bella shoved Edward's shirt and jacket off his shoulders; finding bare skin, she clawed into his back. The last thing Bella wanted to recall at this particular moment in her life was all those lonely days without Edward. Just the reminder had her throat closing as emotion gripped her. "Edward, please … I need you."

There was a desperation taking hold of Bella at that moment, her leg wrapped around his waist as her heel dug into Edward's back, anchoring his hips as she pulled him closer. Cupping his cheeks, she returned heated kiss after heated kiss as she felt his length into her.

Bella pulled back when she felt wetness on his cheeks. "Baby, why are you crying?"

Edward couldn't formulate the words to express what was happening inside his chest. All he knew was he had to possess this woman who'd agreed to become his wife. As the word wife whispered through his mind, a fresh wave of emotions gripped him, and he lifted Bella's ass from the seat and slid into her warm body.

"Oh, shit," Bella gulped with the unexpected thrust, her thumbs wiping the tears from his cheeks before her arms slid around his neck. Bella's fingers wound in his hair as she tipped his head back to stare into his golden swimming gaze.

Another tear leaked from the corner of his eye as he lifted her bottom and thrust into her. Biting his lip, he groaned, his head tipping back on his shoulders as her warmth enveloped him. "My fucking wife."

There was something about the thought that made all this so surreal. Watching Edward tear up as the thought of them getting married sparked a savage need in her as well. Before she knew what was happening, tears slid down her cheeks as she held him tightly to her.

Edward took hold of her thighs as he buried his face against her shoulder. He rocked into her warmth, growling as she gasped next to his ear. "I love you so fucking much. I wanna be your husband, baby. I wanna wake up with you every single day and feel your arms wound around me all night."

"I want that too, Edward … ooooh, I-I," Bella gulped as his movements became more erratic; her fingers slid across his back to his ass, scratching his skin as she tried to force him deeper. Bella kissed the side of his face as she nipped at his earlobe, her hips lifting to meet his. "I love you too, baby. So much … there aren't enough words … ahhh … damn so good."

Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through Edward until he lifted his weight from her. Wrapping his arms around her waist Edward yanked Bella upright as he slammed into her, over and over. Bella's moans dictated his movements, his raspy breath filling her ear as his balls drew tight. "Oh, fuck me … oh shit … my beautiful fucking wife. Come for me … shit."

Bella's limbs went weak as he thrust into her, her hips gyrating as he pounded into her. "Baby, I'm gonna … ahhh …. fuck … fuck."

She wilted against the seat as her release ripped through her body; gasping for air, she held his shoulders tight as she erupted around his length. When Edward roared his own rapture, she stroked his bearded cheeks as he melted on top of her. Heavy lidded eyes turned toward the window, watching as a flock of birds swooped low in the aqua sky. Bella bit her lip as she considered the man in her arms.

The sunlight winked on the ring he'd placed on her finger no more than an hour ago. Life just really didn't get any better than this, Bella thought, lightly kissing his temple. Edward licked across her nipple when he finally managed to regain some composure. His breathing was still shallow, yet he pulled away as he yanked his pants over his bare hips. Grinning down at her, he said, "Baby, better get that gown back own before the driver gets one hell of a show … then I'd be forced to fire him, and it could get pretty ugly."

In no hurry, Bella did as he recommended. "You so wouldn't fire the driver for seeing me naked."

"Oh," Edward nodded with a serious light in his eyes, he continued, "I so the fuck would. So cover that sweet ass, Princess."

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