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Bella's POV:
I was exhausted. It was long past sunset and I had spent the day at the Cullen's house, with Emmet teasing me, Esme cooking and feeding me whatever was shown on the food channel, and Alice trying to get me to show more of an interest in the wedding. I loved my future family, even Rosalie, who obviously wasn't too much of a fan of me. I would be just fine spending the rest of forever with them,
Going into my bedroom, I instantly opened my window, allowing Edward a way in when he arrived later on in the night. Looking through my drawers for some suitable pajamas, I found none. It was hot tonight, so I decided to just wear panties and a tank top. I turned my fan on and went over to my vanity, brushing my hair before bed. As I looked at my face in the mirror, I thought about how I would be going to look after the wedding, when I was finally made into a vampire. Would I still look the same? Would my hair change color? Would it still even grow? I didn't have a clue how these things worked. The unknown made me somewhat nervous. There was so much to get used to!
I knew that I was ready for this. I had been ready for a few years now, giving me so much time to prepare. Being with Edward forever was my one true wish. He was perfect, a god, really, and I was hardly suitable for him in my human form. I knew I was pretty by the conventional standards, but looking at Esme, Alice, and Rosale, I knew that being a vampire also gave you an immortal beauty that I believed would finally make me worthy of Edward.
In only a few, short months I would become Mrs. Edward Cullen. The thought of it both thrilled and scared me. "Bella Cullen." I whispered to myself. "Isabella Cullen… Mrs. Cullen…"
"Mrs. Edward Cullen." A voice offered.
I whipped around, startled. "Edward!" I practically jumped into his arms.
"Hello to you, too." He chuckled, brushing hid icy fingers along my cheek. "You look tired. Are you feeling alright?"
"Yes." I told him. "But I am really tired. It's hard keeping up with vampires."
"Well soon you wont have to worry about keeping up with us." Edward took my hand leading me into bed. "You'll be just as fast, just as strong, and durable and-"
"Beautiful?" I asked, sliding under my sheets.
Edward joined me, wrapping me in his arms. "I was going to say 'immortal'… you could never be more beautiful to me, Bella. You're too perfect as it is." He kissed my lips softly. His cool, fragrant breath fanned over me as he spoke.
"Just wait until I'm a vampire, then you'll really think I'm hot." I laughed, snuggling closer to his body. The coolness was wonderful on hot nights such as these.
"Okay, Bella. Whatever you say." His hands starting stroking my hair, hoping, probably to lull me to sleep before I tried anything against his little rules. Ever since the engagement, I had been more and more into the idea of trying sex at least. I knew that I loved Edward and we were to be married soon anyway, so what could be the harm? I just wanted him closer to me… I wanted all of him.
I lifted my head up to his level, kissing him firmly on the mouth. His smooth lips moved perfectly with mine. His hands were soon knotted in my hair, pulling me in. I broke the kiss quickly and moved to his neck, my fingers working the buttons of his shirt. Soon it was off, cast to the floor. This excited me, Edward never let me be so adventurous with him. I wanted to see how far I could get. Running my hands along the hard, muscular plains of his chest, I started back in to his mouth, moaning into it as he slipping his hands under my shirt, touching my back and sides. Still, I wanted more.
As if on cue, Edward's hand slid up, soon cupping my breast. I felt my heart pounding so hard in my chest I feared it would burst. His hands explored my breasts, my taut nibbles, kneading the supple flesh. I pulled myself closer to him, hoping, begging, that tonight would be the night be took me. I wanted him. I needed him. None of this was up for debate. I took a bold move, my hand went downward, toward the button of his pants. He didn't make any motion to let me know that he objected, he only started kissing my neck, hand still firmly around my breast. I decided to go for it. I slipped the button out of the hole only to have him break his kiss, pulling his hands out from my shirt.
"Bella." He said simply, his eyes sad and remorseful.
"I know, I know… you don't want to kill me." I sighed, kissing his chin. "We could at least… try?"
He shook his head. "You don't understand what you do to me… can't you just wait until the wedding?"
"I'll try." I yawned, cuddling into him, unsatisfied, but resigned to my fate. "But I'm not promising anything.
"I know, love." He chuckled, rubbing my back. It was so soothing, I fell into a dreamless, deep sleep.
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