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Chapter 26: Past, Present and Future

"Do you think they sell postcards of this?" I wondered out loud.

"Perhaps we should check out the gift shop and see."

"Good idea." Besides seeing if they had copies of this postcard, the museum gift shop might be a good place to find a special present for Edward. Alice said it was traditional for a bride to give the groom a present on their wedding day and I had been looking for a while now and hadn't found anything I thought would be appropriate for him. Like giving him a birthday gift, finding this wedding present was proving to be no easy task. Maybe a museum store would have something more unusual that he would like.

It was a large space and there was one wall with floor to ceiling bookshelves full of art books. Another wall held artistic postcards and scarves, bags, and other reproductions of artworks. This wasn't as promising as I had hoped. We headed for the postcard wall and scanned the offerings but thankfully Edward's portrait wasn't there. We exchanged grateful smiles, knowing he didn't need any more evidence of his non-aging being mailed all over the world with vacation greetings.

We strolled around the edges of the room and then I noticed in the center a large glass display case full of jewelry and small items like pens and glass paperweights. It was difficult to shop for Edward when he was right next to me, but I didn't have much choice. I decided to try and distract him so I could check out the display case by myself.

"Edward, could you see if they have any books about Dali? Maybe your portrait is in one of them, and I was thinking it might be nice to get a book about architecture or landscaping for Esme… you probably already know what books she has. See if they have anything new here, could you?"

"Of course, I would be happy to," he said, flashing me a dazzling smile before he turned toward the wall of books.

That would probably only give me a few minutes, so I had to act fast. He started toward the bookshelves and I drifted over to the jewelry counter. I quickly scanned the case for the men's jewelry and my eye fell on an unusual watch.

It was slim and elegant, like Edward, and it had a simple white face, with no numbers, but three words. To the left of center it said 'Past,' in the middle, 'Present,' and to the right, 'Future.' There was a little square cut into the space where the number 12 should appear and in that space there was a window that showed the current time.

I knew Edward didn't really need a watch, but this one would strictly be a sentimental gift anyway. And what better way to commemorate our wedding day than something that said past, present and future? We'd had a somewhat rocky past, but our present was lovely and I wanted to spend the future with him more than anything.

I could just barely read the price tag and amazingly it was under a hundred dollars. I had that much cash with me, just in case I found something I couldn't pass up. And I decided this was it. Now, how to buy it without him knowing?

I quickly formulated a plan and walked over to where he was standing in front of the bookshelves, concentrating on breathing deeply and remaining calm if I wanted this to have any chance of working.

"Find anything?" I asked casually.

"Yes, here are two books on Dali," he said, pointing to where he had placed the books on a table to his right, "but my portrait isn't in either of them. I haven't found any architecture books that Esme doesn't already have either."

I glanced at the Dali books and then said, "Well, that's all right, it was just a thought." I stood next to him and laid my hand on his arm and he looked down at me. "I'm really thirsty, and I need a human moment. While I'm in the restroom do you think you could get me a bottle of water from the Café?"

"It would be my pleasure," he said, smiling down at me and gracefully taking my hand. We started walking out of the gift store and back into the lobby of the museum. The restroom was immediately to the left and the Café was on the other side of the huge lobby down a long hallway on the right. I had no intention of going to the restroom. I just hoped he would be gone long enough for me to complete my purchase. I had to remain relaxed if I was going to give him the slip for even five minutes.

"I'll be right back," he said, letting go of my hand. "Don't wander off."

I smiled and said, "Take your time, I'll be a few minutes," as I turned to the left, pressing my palm against the door of the Ladies Room. He started off toward the Café. I watched as he strode gracefully away from me and I quickly spun around and darted back into the gift shop.

I tripped just as I reached the jewelry counter and gripped the edges to steady myself. The clerk, who looked to be about my age, was a girl with a bright white streak in her chin length black hair. She hurried over and said, "Are you okay?" At least I didn't have to spend a lot of time trying to get her attention.

"Yes. I want to purchase that watch," I said with determination, as I pointed to the one I liked and she removed it from the case. "It's a gift, and I don't have a lot of time," I said, hoping she would realize the urgency from my tone.

"This is a new watch by a Bay area graphic designer, Daniel Will-Harris. We call it the Eternity watch and we just got it in." She ran the tag under the infared scanner and the price beeped on the cash register. "I'm sorry we don't do gift wrapping, but do you want me to remove the tag?"

"Excuse me," I heard an unfamiliar voice as someone brushed against my right side. I smelled the stale aroma of cigarette smoke before I even looked up to see the tall blonde man from the elevator standing at my elbow, giving me what I'm sure was his best smile. Unfortunately his yellowed teeth ruined the attempt. This was the creep Edward warned me about. I wasn't frightened though, only annoyed; I didn't have time for this. After moving slightly to my left and giving him a dismissive glance, I turned my attention back to the sales girl.

"That's okay, if you could just put it in a bag, please," and she did so as I took my wallet out of my purse. I swear it had cobwebs on it; it had been so long since I had to pay for anything when I was out with Edward.

"What are you buying today?" Mr. Annoying Blonde asked, leaning closer to me so that I could smell his disgusting breath. I didn't want to look at him again so I glanced at the salesgirl and I could tell by the look on her face she would be as happy as I was when he got the message and left me alone.

I instinctively took a step away from him and just then my cell phone rang and I jumped, grabbing the counter with my left hand to keep myself from falling over. Edward was calling me, he knew I wasn't in the restroom; I didn't have much time left.

I ignored the insistent ringing and removed the cash from my wallet, but behind me I heard a very familiar voice growl, "Excuse me, my fiancée needs my help with this transaction," and out of the corner of my right eye I saw a water bottle appear suddenly on the top of the display case, resting in the hand of my outraged vampire love.

Edward's body was now between mine and the clueless blonde guy, and I could tell by the way Edward squared his shoulders he wanted to do something violent.

I knew my half-baked plan had failed miserably, and now here he was hovering next to me, about to devour a guy who had already begun to back away. Stupid speedy fiancé. He let go of the bottle and I watched nervously as his hand clenched into a fist and he took a step toward the blonde man.

"Leave," Edward snarled as he took another step forward. The creep turned quickly made his way to the exit.

I looked around and noticed that aside from the salesgirl we were the only ones in the gift shop. I was relieved, since Edward had clearly almost lost it. She was watching him with a glazed over look, as if mesmerized but not alarmed.

I turned back to find him peering at me with a mixture of impatience and annoyance.

"You were not where you said you would be and you didn't answer your cell phone," he said quietly and he looked upset with me. "I was worried when I couldn't find you and then I discover you being preyed upon by a pervert," he said in an irritated whisper as he draped his arm around my shoulder.

I hadn't actually said I would be outside the Ladies Room, but I knew that's where he thought he would find me and I felt guilty for making him worry.

"He was just trying to get my attention,'" I protested, "but I didn't even respond."

"You didn't hear what he was thinking; I warned you about him. You have no idea what he was planning," he fumed. "I can't leave you alone for a moment. We are going to have to discuss this. What were you thinking?"

"Way to spoil a surprise," I muttered.

"A surprise?" He sounded intrigued.

I merely frowned at him, giving him the silent treatment.

"For me? What is it?" His annoyance vanished.

"If I tell you it's no longer a surprise. Go away for a few minutes."

"Well I know about it now anyway," he said, not moving an inch and tightening his grip on my shoulder.

"Yes, but I can still surprise you with it; you can't see through the bag."

He gave me a funny look but said nothing. Darn it, he smelled so good and I loved how he was pressing his hard body against mine like he hadn't seen me in a month. What was I trying to do here? Oh, yeah.

"Please go look at the books or something and let me finish paying for this," I instructed him.

"I'm not leaving you alone again," he said curtly and evidently that was final. He was already handing his credit card to the bewildered clerk who had been openly staring at him this whole time. He smiled at her and I heard his velvet voice say, "Thank you so much for assisting my fiancée. Would you please put her purchase on this card?"

"Edward, stop it. I'm paying for this," I hissed at him, trying to keep my voice down and not make a bigger scene.

The salesgirl was so dazzled by him she took the card and automatically swiped it through the reader and handed it back to him, almost as if in a trance. I could tell she didn't want to take her eyes off of him and I could hardly blame her. This wasn't turning out at all the way I had planned.

I looked at him through narrowed eyes, trying to convey my disapproval of his technique working so well on the poor girl. He turned his eyes to me and smiled but I was not dazzled this time, I was too angry.

She handed him the charge slip and he quickly signed it in his beautiful script without taking his eyes away from me. I didn't want to attract any more attention to myself but I was getting increasingly irritated by the second.

"Edward, I have money. You can't pay for this. It's not a gift from me if you pay for it."

"I accept your premise but I reject your conclusion," he said smoothly.

"What are you talking about?"

"You found it, you chose it, and you will give it to me. How is that not a gift?"

"Because you paid for it," I objected.

"It's the thought that counts. Believe me, I know that better than anyone," he said, smiling his enchanting crooked smile.

I was so annoyed with him using his special skills to get his way, I shoved the cash back in my wallet and lifted my left hand, slowly pushing a piece of hair behind my ear, making sure the salesgirl got a good look at my engagement ring. Then I rested my hand on the counter in front of her where she couldn't avoid seeing it.

She handed the bag to me with a wistful look. "You are a very lucky girl. Thank you and have a nice day," she sighed.

"This is not over," I whispered to Edward in what I hoped was my most threatening tone.

"I hope not," he replied easily, as if he thought he had won this round.

Before I could move he smiled at the sales girl again and said, "Excuse me, could you please show us that ring," pointing at a silver ring with two hands clasped together.

"Certainly," she replied brightly, eager to assist Edward. "This was part of a Celtic exhibit we had a couple of months ago. It's actually made of three narrow bands that are hinged and it opens up so you can see a heart underneath the two hands."

"Do you like it, Bella?" his honeyed tone purred in my ear.

Did he think he was going to get out of my scolding over paying for his own gift by buying me another gift? It was a charming ring, though, elegant and not flashy. I frowned.

"Would you try it on?" He was using his most persuasive tone as he reached out and took the ring box from the sales girl who was clearly enthralled with him.

"I guess so," I heard myself say as he took my right hand in his and slipped the ring on my third finger. It fit perfectly.

"You know you already have my heart, but this could be a sweet reminder," he whispered in my ear, his cool breath making me shiver. "I would put a ring on every finger if you would let me."

I wanted to be mad at him but he made it nearly impossible. I suddenly had an idea. I looked at the salesgirl and asked, "Does this ring come in larger sizes?"

"Yes, I think we have a few left," she said, disappearing under the counter for a moment. She stood up and put three ring boxes on the counter.

"Would you wear this ring?" I looked up at Edward.

"I am rather hard on jewelry, Bella… but I could try if it would make you happy," he said, opening up the box in the middle.

I quickly reached out and he let me have the ring. I think he knew I wanted to put it on him. I took his left hand and my hand didn't even shake as I slipped it on his wedding ring finger. "It might be a good idea for you to wear this until the wedding," I murmured.

"Why is that?" he inquired lightly.

"It kind of looks like a wedding ring and I need all the help I can get where you're concerned," I whispered, glancing at the sales girl who still hadn't taken her eyes off of him.

The sound of his laughter made me forget that I had ever been annoyed with him. I decided happy Edward was worth a little aggravation, for now at least.

He handed his credit card to the still dazzled girl and said, "We will take both rings."

"Wait. Edward, let me pay for yours. I'm still trying to get you a gift."

He nodded at her to go ahead and said to me, "Bella, when will you learn… it is a gift when you let me spoil you."

"I said no extra gifts this weekend; it was part of our deal," I reminded him.

"You already agreed to accept this ring," he protested.

"Yes, but I didn't agree to let you pay for your own gifts," I argued, thinking he wouldn't have a snappy retort for that.

"I do not recall any prohibition against me buying something for myself," he said, cleverly finding a loophole in our agreement and signing the charge slip with a flourish.

"Thank you so much for allowing me to help you," the sales girl gushed, leaning over the counter to retrieve the charge slip and get a little closer to Edward.

I glared at her, raising one eyebrow. She had heard him call me his fiancée, she had seen my engagement ring, and just sold us matching rings, for heaven's sake. I grabbed a fistful of his shirt and pulled him down to me. I slid my other hand around his neck and said, "Yes, thank you, Edward," before giving him a big kiss. That was one signal she couldn't ignore.

He had looked a bit startled when I grabbed his shirt but he relaxed into the kiss and returned it with enthusiasm, his arms circling my back and sliding down to rest at my waist. "Bella," he whispered, breaking our kiss, "let's continue this somewhere not so public."

"Fine with me," I said, picking up the water bottle from the counter and turning away from the envious girl without so much as a backward glance. I couldn't believe I had done that, but he did belong to me, after all. I was the one who couldn't let him out of my sight.

Edward kept one arm around my waist and started leading me toward the exit.

"Oh, wait. I really do need a human moment; it was just a ruse, earlier. So much for my cunning plan." I was reminded of how he spoiled my surprise.

He said nothing but turned and started escorting me back to the Ladies Room.

"Bella, I am very pleased that you found something you think I will like as a surprise. That is all that matters; that you were thinking of me."

"I'm always thinking of you, Edward. Don't you know that?"

"You are always in my thoughts too, Bella."

It really was impossible to stay mad at him. We had arrived at my destination. "I'll be right back," I said as I handed him the water bottle and left him by the door, this time actually going in with a purpose. I took the watch and receipt out of the bag and put them in my purse, throwing away the bag.

I had intended to give it to him on our wedding day and now that he knew about it, it took some of the fun out of it. Not to mention that he had paid for it himself. I wanted him to know that would have some consequences but I didn't want to have an argument. He was getting to be as hard to surprise as Alice. I felt completely human and inadequate.

When I reappeared outside the restroom a few minutes later he was leaning against the opposite wall, playing with the new ring on his finger. Seeing that made me smile.

"What happened to my present?" He asked, immediately noticing I wasn't carrying the bag any longer.

"That's for me to know and you to find out, and that's what happens when you spoil a surprise."

He took my hand and we started walking toward the exit and out to the sidewalk. We walked for a minute in silence. I hoped he was thinking about what I said.

"You are not really mad are you?" He sounded concerned and that made me feel better. At least he realized I had been seriously annoyed.

"I wish you would have let me pay for your gift. I can afford it."

"I have told you that money is meaningless. It is the thought that counts."

"But it makes me feel like I don't measure up, because I will never be your equal when it comes to money, and …"

"I am very sorry, I never meant to make you feel like that. That did not occur to me because I always think of you as being so superior to me in every way. Just being with you is the greatest gift, and if I spent ten million dollars on you it would not be enough to show how much I care."

That statement made my mind start spinning in several directions. The dollar amount had rolled off his tongue so easily it made me wonder if that was just a drop in the bucket to him. I knew the Cullens were wealthy, but it was ridiculous to seriously think about him spending that kind of money on me. It made me feel even more insignificant.

He was perfection, yet he thought I was superior. Would I ever completely understand our relationship? How much would it change when I changed? I didn't know whether to feel apprehensive or hopeful.

I hadn't been paying attention to where we were going but we had reached the SUV in the lot next to the museum. Edward opened the door and helped me into the passenger seat. He handed me the water bottle and I let it fall in my lap. Before he could move I reached up and put my arms around his neck. He leaned in and put his hands on my waist and brought his face close so that his eyes were level with mine. In our short walk I had figured some things out, and I needed to let him know.

"You don't ever have to buy anything to prove how much you love me, Edward. So, if I follow that logic, I guess it isn't really important for me to pay for something to prove how much I love you, either. I sometimes feel like the differences between us are so great, I'm just not good enough for you. I love you too much to ever let you go, though."

His arms reached around my back and pulled me closer to him. He quickly pressed his lips to mine and drove all thoughts out of my head. As his lips moved against mine I felt his urgency and longing. I loved feeling his passion like this so much it was impossible to get close enough to him, although I tried, molding myself against every part of him I could reach. My hands were on either side of his neck and I dug my fingers into his shoulders. His kiss took on an edge of desperation as his tongue darted out and flicked against my upper lip sending little icy sparks straight through me.

His lips moved against mine hungrily and with more pressure. I parted my lips and he took possession of me completely, going further than ever before. He slid his knee in between my legs and I moved nearer to him, all my senses reeling as my body started to tremble. He was crossing so many boundaries I lost count. He moved his mouth away from mine, holding me tight and burying his head in my neck, panting. I felt lightheaded and continued to cling to him, my brain as clouded and foggy as the hills in the San Francisco skyline.

"Bella, you are so far above me I will never be your equal. What can I do to make you understand that?" he murmured against my neck.

My heart was still fluttering like a butterfly being chased by a blue jay. I knew there was something I wanted to say, but I was still slightly dizzy and the feeling of his lips on my neck weren't helping. I ran my fingers though his hair and he gently kissed his way down to my shoulder. My mind slowly came back to earth.

"But I want us to be equals, Edward."

He raised his face and looked into my eyes again.

"We can be equal partners in our marriage, Bella, but you will always be so much better than me it's immeasurable."

I sighed. I could see I was not going to win this round, but I liked the sound of the 'equal partners' bit. We would have to explore that later on.

"We're just going to have to agree to disagree on that, Edward."

"Does that mean I am forgiven?"

"Yes, I guess so."

"So do I get my surprise now?" His eyes were lit up like he was a little boy at Christmas.

Seeing him like that made me want to give it to him right now, but I fought that impulse. I shouldn't make things too easy on him. He was so used to getting his way about everything.

"Not just yet. I want you to think about how you need to give me the chance to do things for you. Our relationship is not just a one way street."

"You already give me so much, Bella. This weekend trip is like a dream come true."

"I agree with you about that. I'm having a wonderful time."

"I am glad to hear it, but there is something unpleasant we need to discuss before we go any further," he said with a new serious tone.

"What?" I gulped, curious by his sudden change in demeanor.

He let go of me and stood up, closing the door and walking around to slip in behind the wheel. He picked up both my hands and held them in his while he gazed at me pensively. I was starting to get a very bad feeling.

"I understand that you were only trying to surprise me, but do you have any idea what I went through when I arrived back at the restroom and found you missing?"

Was that what his serious mood was about? I had already dismissed that whole scene. I thought I had gotten away with my little subterfuge a bit too easily, though. Maybe I could tease him a little and get out of a lecture. "Oh, I'm sorry, I thought I could buy your gift before you got back. You're just too speedy, Edward."

"No, Bella, you are not grasping the problem. I had already warned you about that disgusting deviant; he had been following you since we entered the building. I told you he was dangerous. I only agreed to leave you at the restroom because I knew he was outside smoking. I thought you would be safe for a few minutes and I trusted you," he explained, a stern look on his beautiful face.

He was overreacting; I knew he was concerned about me but I could take care of myself. I just nodded and let him continue.

"Evidently as soon as I entered the Café to get your water he came back in the museum and started looking for you. I thought you would be safe in the Ladies Room. Imagine my abject panic when I arrived and found you gone. I went in there looking for you," he told me, his brow furrowed in disapproval, "and I was ready to tear that museum apart to find you."

I knew I was in trouble now. He had given me ample warning and I had ignored it. This was going to be worse than I thought. I chewed on the inside of my lip and waited to hear what else I had done wrong but he was waiting for me to say something.

"Oh, I am sorry, Edward, I just didn't think—" I began before he cut me off.

"Yes, Bella, that is exactly the problem. You don't give your own safety the proper consideration. This danger magnet business is not funny; you seem to attract the worst kind of predators. You have a propensity for rushing headlong into situations that put you in peril. I had hoped that you had somewhat conquered that particular trait but after what you just did, I see that it was too much to hope for," he said, the resignation in his voice piercing my heart.

"I'm sorry, Edward, but nothing terrible happened. I can be on my own for five minutes. I was in a public place after all, and although that man did find me, he only tried to get my attention, and he failed at that," I said, sounding defensive, no matter how much I wanted to sound justified. "It wasn't such a big deal," I said, finally exasperated at his scolding me for something so minor.

"Bella, he had an aerosol drug in his pocket that would have made you unconscious in a matter of seconds. He was trying to get close enough to you so that you would inhale it and he could then have kidnapped you. No one would have stopped him. It would have all happened very quickly. If I hadn't found you when I did, I could have lost you forever," he said, his anguish palpable.

I was shocked. "Did you know about this from when we first saw him?"

"Not his whole plan, but I told you he was dangerous, criminal. Young girls, art students, come here alone to study and sketch, and he is lying in wait for them. I warned you about him but you seem to have no sense of self preservation," he concluded bitterly. "You must be more careful. I cannot go on without you, Bella."

"Why didn't you tell me just how dangerous he was?"

"Because I do not want to be the one to open your eyes to how horrible people can be. I have seen things like this for decades and I want to protect you from anything unpleasant. I did tell you he was dangerous. I did warn you. I should not have to elaborate."

I looked down at the floor, unable to meet his gaze any longer. I felt terrible for being so stupid and frightening him. He had warned me but I felt so safe with him I didn't think anymore about it. Things could have gone terribly wrong because I was so thoughtless. Now I realized why his kiss moments ago had such an air of desperation. He had thought he might have lost me again, and I was upset with him for spoiling my surprise. Would I ever learn?

Edward reached up and caressed my cheek with his fingertips and I shuddered at his gentle touch. "Bella, you are too careless with your life. You do not seem to understand how valuable you are; not only would I be lost without you, but Alice and the whole family would be irreparably broken. Carlisle and Esme already love you like you were their own daughter."

I nodded, unable to speak, knowing what he said was true but not knowing how to respond.

"You are always so concerned about making other people around you happy that you neglect your own needs and seem to be unaware of just how precarious your hold on life is. You are so sweet and innocent; I do not want you to become hardened but you are very fragile and I am so afraid of losing you," he concluded sadly, his sweet voice carrying an echo of an earlier pain.

After he had just told me this morning how miserable he had been when we were separated now I had done something foolish to make him think we might be parted again. I was fighting to hold back the hot tears I felt welling up in my eyes. "You're right," I choked out the words. "I was so busy trying to get a surprise for you I completely forgot about everything else. I was so proud of myself for fooling you," I confessed, barely able to keep the tears from falling.

He leaned across the console and scooped me into his arms then, and cradled me against his chest, kissing the top of my head and rubbing his hand across my back. "Please don't cry, Bella. I don't want to hurt your feelings I just want you to understand how important you are and how you must be more careful," he pleaded with me.

I tried to compose myself enough to ask him if he could excuse my bad behavior. I hated to think of how I had made him frantic over me. "I will try to be more aware, Edward. I didn't realize… can you forgive me?"

"Of course, my love. I'm just upset because I try to be there for you every moment and the minute I leave you alone, something like this happens," he said as he began to place kisses on my temple.

I bit my lip, still trying to keep from crying. He was being so gentle now I felt even worse about being oblivious before.

"Bella, stop biting your lip; that is going to be my job in the very near future," he said seductively as his lips worked their way across my cheek.

I was so grateful he wasn't going to be upset with me and let this ruin our day I couldn't wait to kiss him. I closed my eyes and leaned into him just as his cool lips met mine. That familiar spark set my lips on fire as I slid my hand into his hair and twisted a handful tightly in my fingers. His lips were soft and gentle now, and I relaxed into him, parting my lips and slowly tracing the perfect shape of his with my tongue. A small growl escaped his lips as he pulled away and I opened my eyes in surprise.

"Keeping you barefoot in a cabin in the woods is looking more and more appealing," he mused.

I smiled at that image. "I won't object to that all at, Edward. I think it sounds like a great idea, and it has a lot of side benefits, too. Alice couldn't take me shopping or do makeovers on me," and I couldn't stop smiling at that thought.

"I don't know if anything can prevent that," he chuckled, bringing his smiling lips to press against mine again. This kiss was slow, long, and very sweet. I felt warmth spreading from my core to every extremity as I clung to Edward. I was forgiven and he was letting me know how much he cherished me, even if I would win the award for the world's most likely to attract trouble without even trying.

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