So, everything kind of got away from me between finals and the holidays, so I have been extremely lax in writing/updating. I apologize. Here is Chapter 3, and Chapter 4 should be up shortly, for real this time. As a side note, all of the chapter titles are names of songs I love. The lyrics are not necessarily indicative of the chapter content, I just love music so song title chapters made sense to me.

Again, as much as I wish I owned Twilight, I do not.

Hand in hand we started to walk back toward the car. Even with the clouds, it was obvious the sun was beginning to set in Seattle. We approached the car and rather than grabbing the bags, Edward opened the passenger door for me.

"Where to?" I inquired, still mostly in the dark about our destination.

"Down to the docks," he said, tilting his head and smiling at me.

"May I ask what is at the docks? I mean, other than the obvious," I questioned.

"What makes you assume we are headed to something other than the obvious?" He replied, clearly amused.

I shrugged, not quite sure what could have been there. So, we were headed to a boat, or something boat-like at a minimum. I cocked my head to the side and looked at him for a moment. He still had that cocky grin on his face. He loved doing this type of thing, and I loved anything that made him happy, so, it seemed tonight was going to be a good night, even though I was starting to get the impression that the surprise was more than I bargained for.

We rode in comfortable silence, other than the music playing in the background, which Edward hummed along with softly. As we drove, I took in the sights of the city, and continued to work on remembering as much about each moment as possible. Edward maneuvered us through traffic with ease, with one hand on the steering wheel and the other rubbing circles on my hand. It felt wonderful. I was so lucky to be able to find him, for him to find me, for us to fall in love and work through all of the various obstacles we did in order to be together. What are the odds? My true love was an impossibility. I wondered if others were plagued with this problem – did the person one was perfectly matched with transcend time frequently? I felt bad for everyone who lived their lives without ever finding the kind of love I had with Edward.

I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I jerked in surprise when Edward squeezed my hand and said, "Love, we're here." I looked up at the dock and saw several very large boats docked. Yachts, really. The one directly in front of us had the lights on.

"What were you thinking while we were driving?" he asked. He would never tire of that question. "I noticed your facial expressions changing and it made me curious," he said, smiling down at me.

"I was thinking of all of the reasons why is has been difficult for us to be together, and why every difficult moment was completely worth it. I have you. Most people will never get to have what we have, and it made me feel bad for them," I replied.

He nodded in agreement, and said, "We really are very lucky in so many ways. I have replayed everything that has gone wrong and everything that could go wrong a million times in my head, but when it comes down to it, I would do anything to keep you. Anything to make you happy and make you feel even a fraction of the love I feel for you. Because of my gift, I have seen every type of love there is in the world, but what we have is extremely rare. We are very lucky indeed."

Edward smiled at me and got out of the car and quickly walked to my side to open my door. I got out of the vehicle and he shut the door before making his way back to the trunk to grab our overnight bags. It was then when I noticed two garment bags hanging over his arm, in addition to our other small bags. My eyes narrowed at the sight initially, there was sure to be a dress in there for me, but the thought of Edward wearing a suit was so appealing that I got over fear of whatever Alice had purchased almost immediately.

Seeing my rapid change in expression again, he raised an eyebrow at me, clearly asking me his favorite question mentally. I flushed, slightly embarrassed I had been caught, but said, "Just curious what is hiding in the garment bags." He nodded back at me, clearly understanding I was not being entirely honest, but choosing to not push me on the issue.

"Shall we?" He questioned, nodding at the yacht.

"We shall," I replied, turning in the direction of the dock and the walk up plank to the main deck of the vessel. Edward stood close behind me as we walked up the plank. He had adjusted our overnight bags to the same arm as the garment bags, and I was fairly certain he had his arm out and ready, waiting for me to trip up the plank and into the ocean. I made sure to be particularly careful on the way up, keeping my eyes on my feet to make sure I didn't trip over a stray board, or even over my own feet.

We reached the top of the plank without incident and were met by a man wearing a tux. This caught me off guard. After all of my careful work walking up the plank without tripping, I was so startled by the man in the tux that I nearly missed the step down onto the deck. The man in the tux reached to steady me, but of course, Edward was faster. His arm quickly snaked out before the tux man's help became necessary.

I had reached out my hand as I was tripping, so the man in the tux had reached up and took it to help me onto the boat, even though Edward's arm was around my waist. He was eying all of the bags in Edward's arms and was clearly, albeit needlessly concerned about the strain on Edward. He looked down at my hand and I saw him give my engagement ring a quick glance as I stepped down onto the boat.

The man let go of my hand as I stepped down onto the deck and I looked up at Edward in time to see his lips go from being tense, to turning up at the corners ever so slightly.

"Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Cullen," the tux man said. My name is David and I will be your host this evening."

Now I knew why Edward was trying to hide his smile. This man thought we were already married and he just called me "Mrs. Cullen" and Edward knew he was going to say that because Edward could read his mind. Wow. I felt the ever familiar flush hit my cheeks. This was the first time anyone other than Edward had called me "Mrs. Cullen." I liked it. A lot. Even more than a lot. And even without being able to read my mind, Edward could tell just how much I loved hearing David call me "Mrs. Cullen," as he grinned down at me, then bent slightly to kiss my temple softly. He could read me like a book.

"Now, if you'll follow me, I will show you to your room," host David said as he bowed and then turned to walk into the cabin.

"Thank you, David," Edward said smiling.

We followed him into the cabin and to our room. The yacht was gorgeous. It was like nothing I had ever seen in reality before, and it just got better when David opened the door to our room.

"Wow," I breathed. Wow was an understatement. The room was much larger than I expected for a room aboard a boat and was very tastefully decorated. Everything looked expensive without reaching the point of gaudy. The colors of the chairs, carpet and bedspread were neutrals with gold accents and the bed frame was dark wood. The paintings on the walls were real oil paintings, and they were beautiful. There was a vase of red roses on the dark wood desk, which stood out in stark contrast to the rest of the predominantly white room.

"Your closet is the here on the left side of the room and the bathroom is through the door on the left side. Dinner will be served when you come up to the main deck. There is a phone located on the desk and you can reach me at any time by dialing '0' on the keypad. Please do not hesitate to call for anything you need," David said.

"Thank you," Edward said again as David nodded and showed himself out of the room.

"So Mrs. Cullen, what do you think?" Edward asked, barely able to keep the smile off his face. He knew I loved it. Even I could feel the shock still apparent on my face.

I broke into a huge smile. "You know I love it, Mr. Cullen," I said, putting extra emphasis on "Mr." He chucked at my response. "This is really too much Edward. It's amazing, but too much. And also," I said before he could butt in and tell me some sweet flowery reason why there is nothing he wouldn't give me, "technically, I am not Mrs. Cullen yet."

"Yet," he repeated, his eyes moving from jovial to smoldering. The change made me shiver, and Edward certainly noticed as he set our things on the nearby table and quickly stalked toward me, invading my personal space and making me melt with the heat in his eyes.

"But you will be soon," he whispered as he stared intensely down at me, placing his hands softly against either side of my face then slowly, painfully slowly, moved his fingers down my cheeks, down my neck, to my shoulders. His lips followed his left hand, placing feather-soft kisses starting at my temple and working down my cheek to my neck. He gave both sides of my neck attention, kissing all the way across my throat, sweeping from left to right and then back again as his hands started down from my shoulders to my arms. I found feel the goose bumps raise up on my arms as his hands glided down to my wrists and his mouth moved to my collarbone. My left collarbone first, but then he worked his way over to the right collarbone as he moved his hands to my waist and then down those extra three inches lower to my hips, where he started to rub small circles with his thumbs.

My breathing was embarrassingly loud at this point and my knees felt shockingly weak. He moved his mouth back up my neck and gently blew across it, causing me to shiver, hard. Continuing rubbing circles on my hipbones, he pulled away contact with his mouth and whispered into my ear, "Open your eyes Bella." It was only then I realized how tightly shut my eyes were. I slowly opened my eyes, hyper-aware of my ragged breathing, and looked up at him, knowing the look in my eyes had to match the fire roaring in his. Edward slowly moved his mouth to mine. It was like none of our previous kisses. The passion in this kiss was more reckless than usual, and too quickly, Edward pulled away, gently breaking the tight grip I had around his neck. Funny, I didn't even realize my arms had acted of their own accord to pull him closer.

He put his forehead to mind and we stared into each other's eyes until our breathing calmed, leaving both of us there grinning like idiots.

"I love you," I said, breaking the silence.

"You are my eternity," he replied back, leaning in to kiss me softly on the lips. After kissing me a second time, Edward pulled back and said, "I believe it is time to get ready for dinner. We have all night to be alone in our room." He gave me the crooked I loved more than anything and then wagged his eyebrows a bit to prove he was still in the playful mood we had started the day with. I laughed and he let go of me to grab my garment bag and overnight bag sitting on the table. He took them into the bathroom and then came back out to the main room where I was waiting.

"Everything is in the bathroom for you. I am quite curious to see what kind of punishment Alice imposed upon you and what kind of gift it will end up being for me," he said smiling. "I am going to get ready out here. I will be waiting for you."

"I guess we'll see," I said with a smile as I crossed the room and entered the bathroom. My nervousness was overwhelming.

Dinner in the next chapter! I promise I'll get it up very soon. Again, I'm sorry it's been so long between updates and I really appreciate the people who have added the story and the people who have reviewed.