I'm going to let you guys know right now - there's only a few chapters left. (shockgasp!) This is pretty much the last of the wedding preparations, and then it will skip forward to the wedding. There will only be one more chapter after that - maybe.

Thanks to EVERYONE that has stuck with me through this story, you are so amazing! THANK YOU! :D


EPOV

Did I just do that? Seriously.

DID I JUST DO THAT?!

I... dropped the F bomb on my fiancee's mother.

My God, Edward, you are the world's biggest idiot.

After Renee left, Bella just stared at me for the longest time. I opened my mouth and tried to say something, but all that came out was an embarrassing little squeak.

I couldn't handle it. I couldn't look at her sweet, innocent face all twisted up in confusion and surprise at my stupid outburst.

So I turned around and went back inside, going into the bathroom and leaning against the closed door.

She's going to kill me.

I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to think of a way out of this.

Yeah. There isn't any.

I left the door unlocked, just in case Bella had to come in, and crawled into the bathtub, leaning my head against the cool marble with a sigh.

There goes my resolution.

BPOV

I don't know how it happened. Or why. Well, I think I knew why.

Edward was over heated. There's just been too much pressure on him. First with his parents, then Alice, and now Renee... He was bound to break at some point.

But the fact that he cussed at my mom... Wow. Just wow. Nobody expected that - hell, I don't even think he expected that.

And the look on Renee's face? Priceless.

But I think he thought I was going to be mad at him. What with the way he squeaked and ran into the bathroom.

After about twenty minutes, I started to get worried. So I knocked on the door.

"Edward?"

"Um... Come in?"

I opened the door a crack and peeked inside. He was... laying in the bath tub?

"Um, is everything alright?"

He sat up a bit and gazed at me intently.

"I should be asking you."

"I'm fine," I smiled, opening the door all the way and stepping inside.

"Are you sure?"

I walked over to the bath tub and crawled in on top of him. It was a tight fit, but I somehow managed to do it without kneeing him in the groin or anything like that.

I guess it's a pretty big bath tub...

"So you don't care that I just completely told your mom off..."

"Actually, I thought it was kind of sexy," I admitted.

His eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Come again?"

"It's stupid, I know," I blushed. "I guess it was just something about seeing you all in control and everything. And cussing at my mom, that was a bonus."

"Are you serious?" He asked, his voice a few octaves too high.

"Uh huh," I nodded, refusing to meet his gaze.

He soon grew tired of this, so he lifted my chin up so I'd look at him. Then he just gave me my favorite crooked grin.

"Now that is sexy."

And before I knew it, we were all over each other. Yeah. We were making out in a bath tub because I thought it was sexy the way he told my mom off.

When did I ever think I'd say that??

"Bella," he panted, as I began to kiss my way up and down his neck while he held me firmly in place above him. "Maybe we should... stop..."

"I don't wanna stop," I groaned, driving my hips against his for extra effect. He whimpered.

"But... it's not proper..."

"We've been proper long enough," I pleaded, grabbing one of his hands and placing it over my chest. He shivered and closed his eyes shut tightly.

"It-it wouldn't... be right..."

"So then let's be wrong..."

"Bella," He whispered, clearly fighting hard to keep his composure.

"Please," I urged, wrapping my arms around him, tugging him closer. "These past few weeks, spending every night with you, it's been so hard... I don't want to wait anymore..."

"It hasn't exactly been easy for me either," he groaned, pressing himself against me roughly so that I could feel just what he was talking about. I let out a soft gasp and attempted to press myself closer. He squeezed his eyes shut again and let out a large gust of air. "Boy, did that backfire on me."

"Stop trying to fight it," I whimpered, nuzzling into his neck and placing a kiss on the soft skin just below his ear.

"I have to... It wouldn't be right..."

"Quit saying that!"

"But it's true!" He hissed. I pulled back to look at him. "Tell me this, Bella - will it be your first time?"

"Yes..."

He shook his head and reached up to pinch the bridge of his nose.

"Exactly. I can't just... take that from you. Not without first marrying you."

I scrunched my nose up in confusion.

"Wait a second... You're worried about my virtue?"

He nodded sheepishly. I placed a hand over his flushed cheek and smiled.

"That's actually really sweet."

He grinned in relief.

"In an... old fashioned sort of way."

"Very funny."

"So then you're sure you want to wait?"

"My upper body is, yes."

About a week later, Edward and I were awoken by Alice frantically ringing the doorbell. At seven in the morning. On a Saturday.

We both groggily stumbled over to the front door and opened it up, while still rubbing the sleep out of our eyes.

"Whahuhahwhuh?" I grumbled, glaring down at the little pixie standing before me.

She was clutching a notepad in one hand and a cellphone in the other, with a worried look on her face.

"Oh. You were asleep."

"Yes, Alice. We were asleep. Just like every other person on this planet, aside from you," Edward yawned, not quite awake enough to be upset.

"I'm sorry! I probably should have called first..."

"Naw. We would have just unplugged the phone, so you would've come over anyways."

"That's true."

"So, to what do we owe this dubious pleasure?"

"Ummm... Have you chosen a date yet?"

I groaned loudly and rested my head on Edward's shoulder, closing my eyes tightly.

"It's too early for this..."

"Why do you need to know right now?" Edward asked, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, holding me in place.

"Well... It's just that, umm... I can't exactly do anything else until you do."

"Oh, is that all?"

"Yeah. You're not mad?"

"Please, Alice. I'm too tired to feel any sort of anger at the moment."

"I guess it was a good time to ask then. So have you?"

"Hmmm, I'm not sure." He bounced his shoulder slightly, making me open my eyes. He was staring down at me. "What do you think? Shall we decide now?"

"If it means we can go back to bed afterward, sure, let's pick one out right now."

"Yay!" Alice grinned, before doing an odd little bounce.

"Hey," Edward said suddenly, getting a weird look in his eyes. "How do you feel about... August 19th?"

"Sure," I shrugged. "But why then?"

"It was the day that my parents were wed."

"Then that sounds perfect," I smiled, nuzzling myself closer against him.

"Perfect!" Alice repeated, jotting something down on her notepad. "That will work out great! I'll call the caterers right now. Oh, and the band! Have you guys thought about churches yet? Hold that thought, I forgot about the photographer! Why don't you guys just go back to bed, i'll call later and we can start going into deeper detail on everything. Bye!"

And she was off, skipping down the street back to our place. I had to blink several times before my brain finally registered that she was gone.

"Come on, love," Edward sighed, leading me back into the house. "We'd better get as much sleep as we can. I have a felling that it's going to be a long day."

Sure enough, four hours later Alice returned. Thankfully, Edward and I had gotten enough sleep by then, and so were able to properly cope with her over abundance of excitement.

"So, what would you prefer for appetizers at the after party, crab cakes or shrimp cocktails?" Alice asked, pulling a pen out from behind her ear and looking at us expectantly.

"Uh... How about Doritos?" Edward grinned.

"Be serious! We only have a couple of months to do this."

"Yeah, Edward. Be serious."

He glared at me. I smiled innocently up at him.

"Fine. Crab cakes sound fine, Alice."

"Good, I already ordered some. Should we move on to invitations?"

I sighed and leaned against Edward, closing my eyes. He chuckled and held me against him.

"Maybe we should cool it, Alice."

"I guess so," she giggled. "I'm sorry, guys. You know how I get... Let me know when it becomes too much for you, and i'll just relent and go home."

"Relent," Edward pleaded.

I laughed and shoved him playfully, sitting back up and smiling apologetically at Alice.

"Don't mind him. He's just being a baby."

"Well then powder his butt and let's get on with it!"

We both gaped at her in a mixture of shock and amusement for a good long minute.

"Alice... That is wrong on so many levels."

"Hey, you're marrying the guy. You should be willing to do anything for him."

"I am. But.... Powdering his tush?"

"Come on, Bella. I may get a rash!"

Alice and I both screamed in disgust, causing him to toss his head back and letting out an odd laugh.

"And this is the man I'm going to marry!" I joked, rolling my eyes.

"You know you love me," he sighed dreamily, giving that crooked grin of his.

Damn him and his charm.

I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with it.

"You've got me there," I blushed.

"Awww! Isn't that just adorable," Alice smiled, batting her lashes at us.

"Okay, okay," Edward laughed. "Before Bella turns a permanent shade of red."

"Sure. So then the invitations? First thing's first - which font? I'm thinking Helvetica....."

"Fine."

"Do you even know which one that is?"

"No, but I trust you."

"Thanks," she smiled, her eyes lighting up. "That really does mean a lot. So, you know what i'll do in return?"

"What?"

"I'm leaving early."

"I love you!" Edward laughed, pumping a fist in the air excitedly.

I growled and nudged him in the ribs. He cussed under his breath and rubbed the spot I'd hit.

"Ow."

Alice giggled and stood up, placing the pen behind her ear again and bouncing over to the door.

"Not to fear - i'll be back later to get your opinion on seating arrangements!"

Edward and I groaned and leaned back into the couch, already exhausted.

Yeah. A long day.