Author's Note: Fluff chapter! Thanks everyone for the lovely reviews, favorites and follows! I don't have any desire to write about them attending high school, so there is a time jump here of 6-7 months where you can assume there weren't any major events but just Edward & Bella enjoying each other's company. I also have some really big plans for the rest of the story, so I want to get on to writing the good stuff! Some chapters moving forward will feature lemons/sex scenes in detail, so I want to give that notice ahead of time. I've decided to continue the story through Bella's change and a little further.
From the end of December until graduation, Edward & I spent as much time as we possibly could together. Charlie accepted our engagement more readily than I thought he would. Apparently, he wasn't in the least bit surprised by our announcement. After the speech Edward gave Charlie the night he came home, Charlie knew that it was only a matter of time.
It was two days before our wedding, the last full day that I would have with Edward before we would become Mr. & Mrs. Cullen. We were in our meadow, my head on his chest and our hands on each other's faces, enjoying our shared connection. At first, we exchanged memories that made us both happy, like the night Edward proposed and the night we realized that we had the connection. Now, we were just laying at peace in each other's company. Edward was excited about the upcoming wedding and while I was a little excited, all I could think about was the honeymoon after. I couldn't wait to see Edward naked. He had definitely gotten aroused over hearing those thoughts a few minutes ago, but he changed the subject and we both fell into a relaxed calm.
Edward had promised me no secrets or hiding things and he had kept that promise by sharing his thoughts with me as much as we could. We both enjoyed the special time together. He did try to always remain the gentleman, but sometimes he slipped. For instance, he was the one to break our calm relaxation, wondering what it would be like if he slid the arm around my waist down just a few inches to squeeze my butt. Do it. I thought.
I felt his smirk as he slid his hand to just above the curve of my butt and stopped. I would never be so inappropriate. he thought in return.
You better be after our wedding, Mr. Cullen. I expect you to enjoy my butt.
I do enjoy your butt. It's a very nice butt. He thought as he took me by surprise, sliding his hand down and grabbing one of my butt cheeks over my jeans. I couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous he was being, but how relaxed and goofy as well.
"You know," I decided to speak out loud, "Most seventeen-year-old boys would have tried to that on the first or second date."
"Good thing I'm not like most seventeen-year-old boys. I was taught to respect a lady."
If you really are as horny as a seventeen-year-old and you've been holding that in for like a hundred years, are you sure you won't spontaneously combust before our wedding night? Are you going to explode when I touch your dick?
Edward laughed out loud, but in his mind, I also heard his arousal at my choice of words. He took his hand off my face quickly and I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdness of it. "What, are you afraid I'll find out you masturbate or something? I mean you are a teenager, so that's to be expected."
If vampires could blush, Edward definitely would be. "Bella, you have such a filthy mouth sometimes." His tone indicated that he was being stern, but his huge smile told me otherwise.
"And you love it." I said. "It still amuses me how much I catch you by surprise sometimes. You have spent so much time in my head I think you should know me better than I know me by now. But also, you're trying to avoid the question." I smiled up at him, teasing him.
"Yes love, I am." he said, still smiling down at me. "I love you so much. I can't wait to call you Mrs. Cullen, my wife." He leaned down to kiss me, and I was happy to raise my head level with his and share a kiss, even if he was still avoiding the question.
It had become second nature for us now to touch each other's faces as we kissed, sharing the intense feelings of love, passion, desire, and happiness back and forth, and so we did. And I thoroughly enjoyed kissing Edward and feeling how much we loved each other. There had been no more doubts ever since we could just show each other anything we wanted to discuss. We were both ready to solidify our connection in any way possible, including marriage, and were interested to see how it would grow after my change, which would take place shortly after our honeymoon.
After we kissed, I placed my other hand on Edward's that was on my face, holding it still. I knew that if he really didn't want to share something, he could remove my hand with almost no effort. Now, about that question I had? I asked, smirking at him. He tried to think of other things, like playing piano or reciting something in Latin, but I was also given a mental image that he was trying very, very hard to hide of him unzipping his pants before he removed our hands from my face, smiling down at me. "Something to look forward to in two days, my fiancé. You know, I could ask you the same thing." He said, causing me to blush and look away and him to crack up laughing.
"Exactly. After we're married," he said with a smile, "I'll show you anything you want to see. And I promise to grab your butt at least once daily for eternity."
