Thanks Sherry and Paige for being such amazing betas!

"In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream

At night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines

Sprung from cages out on highway nine,

Chrome wheeled, fueled injected, and steppin' out over the line."

-Bruce Springsteen-

BPOV:

Although we had to check out of our hotel by ten this morning, we stay in Sonora to see what this small Texas city has to offer. It wasn't much, but it would be the first adventure we'd have on our road trip. I convinced Edward to go mini-golfing. I haven't been in years! Eric humored me once while we were dating, but he thought the game was silly since he golfs regularly with his father. Edward, however, seems to enjoy the game for what it is. I convinced him that I'd never played the game before, just so I could feel his hands on my hips as he taught me how to swing the club.

"How are you so bad at this?" he teases me, as he shows me how to swing for the second time.

I suppress a smile and wiggle my hips as he tightens his grip on me. "Okay, Bells, it's all in the hips. I bet if you do this right, you could get a hole in one," he encourages me.

I bet I could too, Edward. I relish in the feeling of his hands on me for another moment before I say, "Okay, I think I can do this."

He squeezes my hips before letting go. "Okay, Bells. Show me how it's done."

With a smirk, I swing and watch the ball bounce off multiple corners before going straight into the hole. "Yes!" I exclaim with a giggle. "Did you see that? I did it!"

Edward gives me an incredulous look and smiles. "And you've never played this before?"

"No," I lie with a grin. "You must be a really good teacher."

Edward smirks at me before moving forward to take his turn. It takes him two hits to get the ball in the hole and I can't help but smile at him as we move onto the next one. I try not to beat him too badly, but I just can't help myself. I love the way his eyes widen in surprise as I hit a hole in one every time. What can I say? My dad took me mini-golfing all the time as a kid.

"What do I get for winning?" I ask, after the twentieth hole. A kiss? Heavens, Bella! Calm your ass down!

Edward smiles and shakes his head as he looks at me. "You played me."

"No, I didn't," I say, feigning offense. "It was beginners luck."

"Really?" he asks, giving me a dubious look. "Okay, fine. Whatever you say, Bells. Did you like any of the stuffed animals inside?"

I nod and give him a huge grin. We leave the mini-golf course with a teddy bear that's as big as my torso. It's the cutest thing I've ever seen. And since I doubt it's appropriate to snuggle up with Edward in our hotel, I can always hold onto the bear he got me. I place it in my lap as I sit in the passenger seat of his truck and look through the tourist brochures I grabbed from the hotel's Local Activities stand. We'll have to stop at the next rest stop we see to grab more brochures because there really isn't much more to do in Sonora.

"Are you having a good time so far?" Edward questions as he pulls out of the mini-golf parking lot.

"Yes," I say with a smile. "Thanks for doing this. I really appreciate it."

After all the pressure surrounding my wedding and the added stress of being a runaway bride, it's really nice to get the chance to relax with such a handsome man. A girl could get used to this.

"No problem, Bells. I can definitely use a break too," he agrees.

We drive for a while, and I keep an eye out for something else that looks fun to do. I gaze out the window at the signs on the side of the highway looking for a good place to stop for a bite to eat and a bit of fun. As we approach Ozona, Texas, I beg Edward to stop. I haven't been to a museum in forever and there's one right off the highway. Edward doesn't seem as thrilled as I do, but he complies nonetheless.

"Crockett County Museum?" he questions as we pull up to the building.

It seems like a mighty fine idea to me. And I think it'll be fine if I blow some of the money I saved for my honeymoon. Besides, it's a darling place and it's not like I'll come all the way back to Ozona to see it. I smile at him and he sighs, putting the car in park.

"After this, do you want to get something to eat? I'm starved, Bells," he says as he gets out of the truck. He comes around to the passenger side and opens my door for me.

"Of course," I say sweetly before he takes my hand and leads me up the steps to the museum door.

The museum is just as adorable as I thought it would be. We pay the three dollar fee at the door before descending to the lower floor to check out all the 'oldest items' Crockett County has to offer. Edward doesn't seem too interested, but he seems happy that I'm enjoying it. He keeps his eyes on me as we look at the randomness that is this museum and I'm delighted to find he's more interested in me, than any of the historical relics showcased. We check out the second and third floors before I hear Edward's stomach growling.

I almost ask, 'Are you hungry, babe?', but I refrain since I don't know how intimate I should really be around him. Instead, I ask, "You ready to grab a bite to eat?"

Edward gives me an eager nod, then we head down to the front desk to ask for a restaurant suggestion before leaving. We head to Pepe's Cafe and on the way, my stomach starts growling as well. I smile as soon as I see the place. It's so vibrant and colorful. It looks like just the type of place I'd like to work at if I lived in this town. The decor is interesting, unlike anything I've ever seen. It looks like it's been decorated for a party and I love it. As we eat I look at our route to El Paso on my phone, trying to decide where our next stop should be. It's only a little after one o'clock and we still have the whole day in front of us. I really want to make the most out of this trip because I don't know what the future will hold when it's over.

We stop for gas and Edward makes a call to his brother before we get back on the road. I can't help but wonder what Edward's brother must be like. I wonder if he's just as handsome as Edward, although that must be impossible. There's not a lot of guys out there that look like the man sitting next to me. With Edward's perfectly structured face, strong jaw line, and his muscular body he could easily get a modeling contract if he wasn't a bull rider. The men I dated before were more preppy and definitely not as masculine.

"So, does your brother live in El Paso too?" I ask, conversationally.

Edward smiles and nods. It's obvious he's close to his brother. "Yeah, he lives in a house with his wife and their son about twenty minutes away from my apartment. I'm looking to move closer since I'm always over there babysitting Aiden. That kid's like my mini-me," Edward says with a laugh.

I bet Edward is wonderful with kids. Just thinking about him as a father makes my ovaries feel like they're about to explode. "How old is he?"

"Aiden's three," he answers with a huge grin. "You should see him, Bells. Sometimes he tries to ride his German Shepard like a bull to be more like me," he says with a chuckle.

"That sounds too cute," I tell him, wishing I could be there to witness it myself.

"You'd like my brother, Bells. Emmett's a riot," Edward tells me and I can't help but grin. If he's thinking about me meeting his brother then he's definitely thinking about some sort of future for us. Even if it's only as friends, I'll take whatever I can get.

"So, what's on the agenda next?" Edward asks before he takes a long drink of his soda.

I look up from my phone and smile, feeling as if I'd found the perfect stop. I love wine and new cities, so The Grey Mule Saloon sounded perfect to me. "There's seems to be a great place ahead we can stop and get some wine," I tell him with a grin. "It's in Stockton, so it's not too far away."

"Bells, if we start drinking wine, we'll have to stop for the night."

"I don't mind," I say, trying not to sound too coy.

"Of course you don't," he says with a chuckle. "Fine, Bells. We can do that. Maybe afterward we can go see a movie or something before we find another hotel."

"That sounds perfect." It sounds just like a date, even though I know it's not. Oh well, a girl can pretend.

A/N: I'm so glad you guys are enjoying this fluffy little story so far! It's so nice to write something cute haha. Question for you all, would you rather I post my outtakes of EPOV separately so you're not reading the same scene twice, or do you want to see one POV after the other? I haven't always been a fan of stories that kept switching back and forth and showing you the same scene twice just because I'm so eager to see the story move forward, however, sometimes I do want to see the other view point. Please review and let me know.

Song- "Born to Run"- Bruce Springsteen.