AN: I swear I´m not Ded! Sleepy yes! These two jobs are kicking my arse! Hope you´re still with me!
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DISCLAIMER: I OWN NUTHIN!
That´s What Little Girls Are Made Of...
ChapterOne-Twenty-Three
EPOV
"Edward," Bella breathed, barely above a whisper. "Can I ask one thing?"
"Anything," was my quick response.
"Kiss me..."
Lowering my mouth to hers, I spoke in the same whisper against her full, pouty lips. "With pleasure, Baby, and FYI...you never have to ask." With that my lips pressed more firmly against hers in a slow-building, passionate kiss. I could feel it in the way her lips moved against mine that I was doing the right thing.
Gathering up my beauty, I escorted her to our table and dinner was served. We laughed and talked over our stuffed prawn appetizers, and while I opted for the grilled cod over a bed of vegetables and wild rice, Bella had the stuffed lobster tail with a four ounce cut of filet mignon. When dinner was done, we shared a slice of chocolate heaven. Each time my girl moaned around the forkful of cake I´d placed in her mouth, it went straight to my cock.
Generally, Bella and I shared a glass of wine with dinner. I knew she was still very much underage, but I was always with her, and we were always responsible. Since tonight was a very special occasion, not only was there wine, but there was also champagne.
Right on cue, our server appeared carrying a tray of champagne flutes. Taking two, I grabbed Bella´s hand and headed for the water. I handed her the flutes and bent down to remove her shoes, after which, I removed my own.
Soft music could be heard playing in the background, and a large digital clock was on a buoy floating out in the water. Keeping a close eye on the blaring red digital numbers, I walked along seashore in the shallow waves with the woman I loved.
When the countdown to the New Year commenced, I stopped walking and just stared into Bella´s eyes. In them, I saw my future. And as the countdown reached the ten second mark; I reached into my pocket with a shaky hand, pulled out the black velvet-covered box, and lowered myself down to one knee. Ignoring the waves as they beat against my legs, drenching my pants, I took a deep breath and spoke the words I never in a million years thought I´d be saying so soon.
"Isabella Swan, I´ve realized after suffering so much pain and loss that life is too short to put off today what you can do tomorrow." Looking into her glassy, wide brown eyes, I asked, "Bella, would you do me the distinct honor and privilege of becoming my wife? Will you marry me?"
Just as the words fell from my lips, I heard our friends yelling out staggered "Happy New Years!" being yelled out by our friends.
Bella still hadn´t answered me, and with bated breath, I prayed that she would say yes. "Bella," I called, hoping to somehow coax an answer out of her.
Snapping out of her daze, Bella brought a trembling hand up to my face. "Yes...yes… yes! A thousand times yes!" she cried.
Jumping to my feet, I gathered my fiancé in my arms and spun her around until she squealed and laughed with delight. "Happy New Year, Baby," I whispered against her lips, and then proceed to kiss my fiancée for the first time.
Fiancée! I sighed internally.
I could totally get used to the saying that!
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