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BPOV

It's been an hour since I found out that I would be Mrs. Cullen. An hour since my world was turned upside down. An hour of missed calls and texts from my future husband. I just can't bring myself to look at them. Did he know? Earlier when he answered the phone, did they tell him that he would be marrying me? There's absolutely no way our family and our time together can continue being church and state. Church has officially taken over the state and are stripping our rights.

I suppose it could be worse. I could be marrying a complete stranger with the face of a donkey. Instead, I'm marrying a man that I know is fantastic in bed with the face and body of a god. I'm marrying a man I have strong feelings for, even if those feelings are currently tinged with anger.

My phone rings again and I sigh, deciding to put Edward out of his misery. "Hello?"

I hear him sigh in relief. "Bella Baby…I…Are you alright?"

"No. No Edward, I'm not alright. I'm engaged and I had no choice in the matter." I huff into the phone.

"Can we please get together and talk about this? I don't want this discussion to happen in front of our families." He begs and I run my fingers through my hair.

"I don't know." I bite my lip. "I need to process this. I need to think about what it all means."

"I do too but I don't see why we can't process it together. This is going to be one of, if not the last chance we have to just be Edward and Bella, to just be us. Please Baby…Come over." He says.

I stay silent for a few moments and sigh. "Fine. I'll be there soon. We're talking though. That's it."

"Deal…I'll see you soon, Baby Girl." I can hear him smile over the phone, making me grin slightly. I say goodbye and we hang up.

I change into a hoodie and leggings. My feet get stuffed into UGG boots. I grab my keys and my phone, quietly sneaking out of the house. Luckily, my car is fairly quiet. The streets are dark, lit up by the lampposts as I drive. My mind is everywhere.

By the time I pull into the parking garage, I just want to sleep but I know that Edward and I need to talk. I get to the elevator and press the button for Edward's penthouse. The ride is long for an elevator but luckily no one else gets on. As soon as the doors open on his floor, I see him leaning against the wall, waiting for me. He gives me a small smile and pulls me into his arms. I bury my face in his chest and breathe him in, relaxing slightly. His lips go to my forehead just before he leads me through the door.

We both flop onto his couch and he holds me tight. "So…It looks like I'm going to be Mrs. Cullen." My voice is quiet.

"You were always going to be. This just…Moves up the timeline. From the moment I met you, you were my forever. Whether our families approved or not." He plays with the ends of my hair as he says this.

"Did you know? That this was going to happen?" I fight to keep the edge out of my voice.

"No. I knew that I'd see you tonight at dinner. That's what the call earlier today was about. I…I didn't know that they were announcing our impending nuptials. I didn't know that we had impending nuptials in the first place." He shakes his head. "I swear to you, if I had any idea this was going to happen, I would have told you. I would have…Done it right. Proposed and given you a ring that you deserve. It would have been a romantic, intimate moment between the two of us that WE deserved. Not at a dinner table, giving you no option to refuse me."

"Y'know when I got to the car and finally calmed down, my mom did give me something to look forward to." I smile lightly.

"And what was that?" I feel him grin against my hair.

"Our children are going to be gorgeous. I mean, look at you…How could they not. You're such a pretty boy." I giggle and he growls playfully.

"I'm not pretty, Isabella. I'm handsome, ruggedly handsome." He huffs and tickles my sides. "I know the timing isn't the best. I just…Thank God that they decided to merge our families. I couldn't stand if I had to hear about you marrying someone else. Having anyone's last name but mine. Having anyone's babies but mine." His arms tighten around me.

"I know…That doesn't make this suck any less though. I want to know you better. I don't know your favorite color or your birthday. I don't know whether you prefer chocolate or vanilla cake. Before you realized that you were stuck in this life, what did you want to be when you grew up? There's so much we don't know, we're still strangers in many aspects." I bite my lip, hoping I didn't upset him.

"Brown, June 20th, neither because I prefer apple pie. Believe it or not, I wanted to be a policeman growing up. Now though…Now I want to be the best husband for you I can be and eventually the best father to our inevitably gorgeous children. Especially the little girl who is going to look exactly like her mother and have me wrapped around her little finger." He takes my hand and rub his thumb over my ring finger.

"How do you know she's going to look exactly like me?" I smile and bite my lip. "She could be a he and he could have penny colored hair and bright green eyes."

"Baby, you look exactly like your mother with your father's eyes. Our daughter is definitely going to look exactly like you with the possibility of having my eyes." Edward leans in and kisses me lightly. "Promise me that tomorrow, you won't let them walk all over you. We may be forced into this wedding, but I'll be damned if it isn't the wedding of your dreams."

"I promise." I whisper. "Promise me that, you'll be my Edward tomorrow. Not Edward Cullen, son of Carlisle Cullen. I…I need you there. Not some fake version of you."

"I can promise you that, I'll be on your side no matter what. You know that tomorrow we can't be like we are right now. If they knew what we've been doing…They'd still kill us. We aren't married yet." He sighs. "Tell me, Mrs. Cullen, what's your dream wedding?"

"I want a small wedding. Maybe on a beach. You could wear khaki pants and a white shirt. I want simple, romantic. I want it to be about us and not what our parents are." I say quietly.

"I will give that to you. No matter what it takes, I promise that if you want small and romantic, our wedding will be just that." He presses his forehead against mine. "I know you aren't…Excited and that you really don't even want to marry me right now. But I…I can't wait to watch you walk down the aisle to me. I can't wait for you to be mine. We were so scared about what would happen if our families ever found out that we were together and this…It gives us the opportunity for a future we never could have had."

I pull his lips back to mine and kiss him deeply. Our mouths and tongues move together, there's barely any space between us. "I'm falling in love with you, Edward Cullen." I whisper against his lips.

I feel him smile as he separates us slightly, just enough so he can look in my eyes. "I'm falling in love with you too, Isabella Swan." His lips are back on mine in a hurry.

"Take me to bed, Hubward." I grin and tug his hair. He laughs against my lips and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder.

"Your wish is my command wife-ella." He spanks me lightly and carries me to his room.

I think he's going to toss me on the bed but instead he lays me down on it gently and crawls over me. Our bodies are pressed together tightly as we kiss slowly. My hands shakily unbutton his shirt and I push it off his shoulders. We stumble and get my hoodie off, I had luckily forgone a bra. His lips move to my neck, causing me to moan lowly.

"You're so beautiful, Baby Girl." He groans and starts tugging down my leggings. I lift my hips for him, and he pulls them off, throwing them over his shoulder. I unbuckle his belt, not bothering to take it off completely. I can feel how hard he is as I unbutton and unzip his pants. My hand makes its way inside his boxer briefs, and I grip him, dragging my hand up his shaft.

"I need you, Edward." I beg and kiss him hard. He shoves his pants off the rest of the way and then pulls my panties off.

I take my hand off of him and reach into his bedside table, handing him a foil packet. I shift my hips up as he puts the condom on, and he chuckles. "Patience, Isabella. We're going slow tonight." He leans over and nips my bottom lip.

I gasp loudly as he fills me slowly just as he had promised. He grabs my hand in his and pulls it up over my head, kissing me deeply. We continue like this for what seems like forever. His thrusts are slow but deep, hitting the best spots inside me. He raises himself up slightly so he can trail his eye over my body. "You're so beautiful. We fit together perfectly." His thumb brushes over my clit and I can't help the moan that escapes me.

I lightly scratch my nails down his abs, watching them flex at my touch. I giggle lightly and then move my fingers back to his hair, pulling his lips back to mine. "Faster, Edward. Please." I beg and he relents. His hand goes just behind my knee, and he pulls my leg higher up on his hip, hitting me a different spot inside me that practically makes me squeal.

He moves his hand back between my legs and starts rubbing my clit in small circles. I feel myself tighten around him, knowing that soon I'm going to explode. He leans down and starts to whisper in my ear. "Let me feel you cum around me, Baby Girl. Show me that you're mine."

My nails drag down his back, causing him to hiss. The sound makes me even wetter. The combination of him slamming inside me and rubbing my clit, causes me to climax around him, practically screaming his name. He moans loudly and follows not long after me. His thrusts are shallow and slow as he softens.

"Fuck…That was good." I moan and he chuckles. I pout as he pulls out of me, quickly getting rid of the condom.

"Just good?" He smirks and lays next to me, pulling my body closer to his.

"Mhm…You fucked the brain cells out of me." I tease.

"That wasn't fucking, Baby Girl. That was making love." His fingers follow a path along my spine. I smile and press a kiss over his heart.

"Well, if that's what I have to look forward to for the rest of my life, then how soon can we have this wedding?" I joke. He chuckles deeply and shakes his head.

"Luckily for you, our grandfathers are impatient assholes. Our wedding will most likely be before your Spring semester is over." He sighs.

I groan quietly. "That's in six weeks. You really think they're going to want the wedding that soon?"

"I do, no pun intended." He smirks and I can't help but laugh. "Y'know…I was thinking earlier when I was asking you to come over…This is my place. My family bought this for me. What if we…Found our place? Maybe start our married life together in a house that we pick out?" His voice shakes with nervousness.

I roll over and rest my chin on his chest, looking up at him. His fingers play with the ends of my hair. "I think that…We should definitely look for our own place. I don't want it too big though. Its just the two of us."

He grins and bites his lip. "For now it's just the two of us. Until we decide that we're ready for Baby Cullen."

"Well Baby Cullen is going to wait until Mr. and Mrs. Cullen have settled into married life and have had some time to just be husband and wife." I smirk and kiss his chest. I remember the meltdown I got not too long ago when we forgot a condom. We definitely need time to be Edward and Bella before we become Daddy and Mommy.

I lay back down on Edward and close my eyes. "Goodnight, Mr. Cullen." I whisper.

"Goodnight, Mrs. Cullen." I hear Edward whisper as I fade into unconsciousness.

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Well that went better than expected….But will everything else? Do you think the wedding that Bella dreams of is the wedding they're going to have?

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