Yikes, forgot this for a second. I do not own Twilight.

I entered the bathroom, shutting the door behind me, and was once again stunned by the beauty of my surroundings. The bathroom was predominantly white, neutral and gold, like the bedroom and there was a vase of irises on the counter in front of the mirror. There were expensive looking soaps in various places, a giant walk in shower, and an even bigger bathtub. How did this all fit onto a boat?

I saw the garment bag hanging on the backside of the door and sighed as I reached toward the zipper to face my doom. I pulled the zipper back to reveal a deep blue silk dress. It was a deep, navy color and the material was clearly expensive. The dress was a halter style and it looked like the V in the front came down lower than I was accustomed to. Oh dear. It looked like the back came down very far too. Far enough that I knew just by looking there was no way I would be able to wear a bra with this dress. Great. Thanks Alice.

There was a small bag hanging around the top part of the hanger with a note attached. "Open me!" Definitely Alice's handwriting.

I opened the small bag and found, very pretty, thin, lacy underwear in the same deep blue as the dress. I blushed even looking at them, read a second note, which was pinned to the underwear. "Wear these under the dress so you won't have underwear lines. Your confidence will go up once you have them on… Trust me."

I had never had anything quite like these underwear before. They were tasteful, but still more sexy than anything I had ever worn before. I unpinned the note and set the underwear on the counter mulling over what Edward might think of my current underwear versus the ones Alice had provided me as I began to get undressed. Not that he would be seeing either until after the wedding, but the more I studied the underwear on the counter and compared them to the cotton I was wearing, the more I wanted to go shopping for something a bit closer to Alice's selection. Alice would be thrilled.

I switched underwear then moved to the dress, putting it on. I had to hand it to Alice. She was good. The dress fit perfectly. I was right, the V in the front of the dress dipped a bit lower than I was used to. Not too far down, but far enough that I blushed a bit when looking at myself. Most girls wouldn't bat an eye at wearing something like this, but it was going to take some getting used to for me. The dress hugged my hips and curves and ended just above my knees. At least it wasn't too short. Also, Alice was right, no underwear lines.

I turned to look at the back, and was unnerved by now naked I felt wearing the backless dress. Edward would know I wasn't wearing a bra. This brought on a whole new round of blushing. I did my best to push the embarrassment away and started working on psyching myself up as I straightened up, pushed my shoulders back and looked at myself in the mirror. I can do this.

I made my way over to the overnight bag and opened it to see what else Alice had in store for me. There was a bag inside the bag with a third note attached to the top. "For dinner. Everything for sleeping and for tomorrow is under this bag."

I pulled the top bag out and opened it to reveal a small bag of makeup, some hair products, deodorant, perfume and a shoe box. Oh no. I opened the box to reveal shoes reminiscent of prom night. The shoes were the same deep blue as the dress and the underwear and had a note on top of them, "Everything will be okay. You won't trip. Trust me." They were very simple heels with no straps, but a tall heel. The butterflies in my stomach were fluttering on overdrive.

I pushed the shoes out of my head as I looked at the makeup and followed the instructions Alice had attached to each product. The overall effect was great. She had picked simple shades and products that were easy to use. After I was finished with the makeup, I messed with my hair a bit, put on the deodorant and a tiny bit of perfume. I saw another note at the bottom of the bag.

"You are beautiful! Be confident and sexy and go stun Edward. Please don't hate me for the heels.

Love you, Alice"

I smiled and began to work on psyching myself up again. I put on the shoes and then really took a moment to look to at myself in the full length mirror. I felt a little jolt of surprise at the reflection looking back at me. I looked amazing. I felt the warmth in my cheeks and for once it didn't look embarrassing, it looked pretty. Or maybe it always looked pretty, and I didn't realize it until now. I put my hands on my hips, posing a bit and could just barely feel the underwear under the dress. I felt… sexy. Maybe Alice was onto something here about pretty underwear making a person feel good. Magic, sexy, confidence-boosting underwear. Maybe not, but I was going to pretend anyway.

I took a deep breath and walked to the door, pausing with my hand on the handle, closing my eyes and saying a silent prayer everything would go alright. I opened the door to reveal Edward's back to me. He was wearing a tux again. I loved Edward in a tux, so this was just as much a gift for me as my dress was a gift for him. He turned slowly to look at me, his eyes starting at my face then slowly moving down my dress all the way to my shoes and back up again. I could feel the blush rising up in my cheeks as he crossed the room before I had the chance to fully take in the glory that was Edward in a tuxedo. I supposed there would be time for that later.

The smile on his face was stunning as he reached me, wrapping me in a hug and kissing me softly as he gasped softly. His cold hands had met the bare skin of my back. He pulled me a bit closer and looked down over my shoulder at his hands on my back. My face exploded with red in embarrassment, but when I felt him shudder and sigh, my confidence grew. I had an effect on him too, apparently.

"It appears, Alice is trying to help us push our boundaries in preparation for our honeymoon," he said quietly before pushing me back a bit to look into my eyes, then continued, "Remind me to thank her for that. You look stunningly beautiful Bella. There is nothing I have ever seen that compares to your beauty."

"You're not too bad yourself," I replied back, attempting to look coy. I think it worked. He chuckled and pulled me closer to kiss me with a bit more intensity and glided his hands over the silk covering my hips. This reminded of my new underwear, which reminded me to be confident. I reached up and took his face with my hands and softly rubbed my thumbs over his cheeks before running my tongue over his slightly parted lips, and kissing him softly before pulling back to look at him. He shuddered again as my tongue ran over his lips. That was twice tonight. His eyes slowly opened and he was giving me a look that could have set the world on fire.

"Bella," he sighed, "we should probably go to dinner before you tempt me into staying here for the rest of the night."

"I think we should stay here," I answered, running my hands down his chest, but the moment had passed and we promised we were going to wait. It was probably for the best we were heading to dinner rather than staying in the room. It would give both of us a chance to cool off a bit. I watched as Edward's eyes turned from smoldering back to playful. Why does he get to be so good at restraining himself when I have so much trouble? Though, I did make him shudder… twice.

"Come on little temptress. You need food. It has been hours since your last meal," Edward grinned at me and shifted me toward the door. He rested his hand against my lower back, his fingers lightly rubbing on my exposed skin. "I am pleasantly surprised you decided to wear the heels Alice packed for you. Another thing I should thank her for when we get back to Forks. Don't worry, I'll make sure you won't fall," he continued as we made our way up to the main deck for dinner.

We were met with cool night air upon arrival on the deck, and Edward made to move away from me as I shivered. "Please don't," I asked and he moved closer again, but made sure no part of his skin touched mine in an attempt to keep me slightly warmer. Edward led me to the back of the deck and it was then I could see the table set up. Luckily, there were heaters all around the table, so I wouldn't be affected by the cool night air. As we reached the table, Edward pulled my chair out for me and pushed it in as I sat. As he walked around the table to seat himself, I saw a waiter move toward our table with our first course.

Edward watched me, smiling as I worked my way through the most delicious salad I had ever consumed. He pushed his salad around on the plate a bit, to make it look like he had eaten some himself.

"Edward, I still think this is too much," I started in again. "What prompted all of this?" I questioned.

"What? Am I not allowed to surprise my fiancé with a romantic weekend to get her mind off the stress of our upcoming wedding?" was his reply. He sounded a bit too innocent to me, and he had that smile he reserved for when he was doing something he shouldn't be doing. I cocked an eyebrow at him as the waiter removed our salad plates and brought out the main course. "Okay, that was only part of the reason for bringing you here. I have a few gifts for you as well," he conceded.

"Gifts?! You have got to be kidding Edward. After all of this, you still spent money on me?" I was mad now. He knew how I felt about surprises and gifts that threw us further out of balance and here he was brazenly breaking all of my rules about these types of things. Breaking the rules many times over.

He looked sheepish, and I knew whatever the gifts were, they were going to be expensive. "Please be reasonable Bella," he started. Yep, they were going to be expensive. His mouth tightened a bit, but then he took a deep breath and said, "Bella, please do not deny me the pleasure of giving you the things you deserve in life. Also, we already made a deal about two of the items in question, so you are just going to have to accept the gifts whether you like them or not."

What did he mean, "We already made a deal?" The only thing we had made a deal on was my truck, which had died last week. I was still in mourning over the loss. Edward had made a deal with me that he got to pick my truck's replacement when it died, and I had been suffering from extreme stress over what he was going to pick and… wait. Two?

"Edward, what do you mean, two?" There was the sheepish, guilty look again. Oh no. "Please tell me you didn't buy me two cars to replace my truck." Oh my gosh, he did.

"Technically, I only bought you one car. Your "after" car. The "before" car I have for you is on loan. It will be returned after your change. Would you like to know about the cars?" he asked.

"NO!" I spit out the word a little more loudly than I had intended. Though, apparently, he had expected this particular reaction. I did not feel he was showing the appropriate amount of fear.

"What do you mean the "before" car and the "after" car? Edward, why would I need a "before" car and an "after" car?" My volume was rising with every word. I glanced over at the waiter who seemed unsure what was going on. Edward noted this.

"Bella," he began quietly, "you are scaring the waiter and now he is trying to listen in on what we are discussing. The "before" car just has a few extra safety features I would like you to have while you are still human. Nothing really of note," his lips twitched up a bit into a grin. "I just want you to be safe. I promise you I will return the "before" car after the change."

I was mad, but I didn't want to press the issue with other people around. This was definitely something I planned on bringing up when we got back to Forks.

"Am I going to be upset when I see the car?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Absolutely!" he said with a breathtaking smile. I frowned at him, but we both knew he had won this battle and nothing I said was going to change that fact.

"We are going to discuss this later," I threatened, cutting my steak and taking a bite as if to emphasize that I meant business. Again, we both knew my threat was hollow. We had made a deal. His smile grew.

"I look forward to it," he answered. Playful Edward again. Sometimes I felt like he enjoyed teasing me, or fighting with me, when he knew he would win in the end. I had just put another bite in my mouth when Edward said, "There is another matter to discuss." I almost choked and he took this opportunity to continue while my mouth was full. "Since you are already mad at me, I figure I should give you everything now, so you have plenty of time to get over your anger before tonight."

I swallowed quickly in an attempt to break into his speech, but he held up a hand to stop me.

"Bella, this is something you might not like, but as you are going to be my wife soon, everything I own is yours too, including money. Gas for your car is going to be more expensive because you have to use the special grade and I would not feel right about making you pay more for gas because of my choice in vehicles for you." He reached in his pocket and pulled out an all too familiar looking black credit card. A black credit card I had seen Alice use on many shopping trips. A credit card that made salespeople treat you differently when they saw it. He put the card down on the table and slid it across to me. It had my name on it. Well, the name I would be taking in a few short weeks. Isabella M. Cullen. I ran my finger over my name, and even though I wanted to be mad, I couldn't work up to it. He took this as a positive sign and continued.

"I have added your name to all of my accounts, and you are able to purchase anything you want or need with the card. It was easier to add you as Isabella Cullen, as we would need to change everything shortly if I would have put you in as Isabella Swan. I hope that does not upset you," he said, seeming nervous by my silence.

"No, it makes sense," I said, running my finger over my name again. Isabella M. Cullen. And it did make sense. I mean, I wasn't going to use it as much as I could help it, but he was right, we were going to be married soon, and this is something that came with marriage. I looked up at him, smiled, and said, "Thank you." He looked thoroughly confused. I guessed this was a testament to how poorly I typically behave when being given something, like for example, the cars. He decided not to press for more information, though I could tell it was eating him up inside. He reached into his pocket again and pulled out his cell phone. He put it on the table and pushed it toward me like he had with the credit card.

The confusion on my face was evident, so he continued, "This is for you as well. It's for emergencies, or for whatever else you may need. I programmed all of our numbers into the phone, and like the credit card, the cell phone is attached to my account."

"Oh," I replied, startled. This seemed to make sense too. I had always used the landline at Charlie's place. This would make getting in touch with Edward while he was hunting more convenient, that was for sure. Edward seemed unnerved by how well I was taking the last two gifts. Even though I felt like he was spending too much, the credit card and cell phone made sense to me. They were reasonable things I would have when I was married to him, and I wasn't going to get angry over that. The cars were a totally different story, particularly when I suspected the death of my truck was a murder and not by natural causes like he and Rosalie claimed.

"Thank you Edward. I appreciate this. All of it. The night, the card, the phone…" I trailed off.

"The cars?" he supplied, grinning again.

"Appreciate, yes. Am happy about, no. I'm still working on that," I smirked at him. The fighting portion of the evening was over. I continued on my dinner and he continued pushing his around the plate and hiding bits to make it appear he had eaten anything at all. I asked Edward to hold onto the phone and credit card for the time being, and be obliged me. Our waiter had come back to the table to pick up and drop off our dessert, crème brulee and chocolate covered strawberries. Delicious.

Edward took this opportunity to scoot his chair directly next to mine. I smiled and raised an eyebrow at him.

"I hated being so far away from you," he said with a shrug. He picked up a strawberry in his right hand and reached his left arm around to my fully exposed back, where he very slowly and gently ran his index finger up and down my spine, stopping to trace patterns from time to time.. The sensation was intoxicating. I shivered under his touch as he slowly brought the strawberry to my lips. I took a bite and he caught the juice that dripped on my chin with his finger. He put the strawberry down, and my eyes popped wider with surprise as he offered me his finger with the strawberry juice.

He looked about as nervous as I felt. I opened my mouth and he slowly moved his finger closer until I closed my mouth around it and quickly licked off the strawberry juice. I backed away blushing. Edward sighed contentedly, and the fire was back in his eyes. He wasn't as guarded with that particular emotion these days.

This was uncharted territory for us and we were diving into waters neither of us was entirely comfortable with yet. Not to say I wasn't enjoying myself. Lately we had been working on expanding our boundaries in order to be ready for our honeymoon. I was enjoying every single minute. It was just new for me. The newness made everything very exciting, but also very nerve-wracking. I felt like I had butterflies in my stomach more often than not these days.

We finished desert with Edward feeding me strawberries and me taking bites of my crème brulee. My mind started to wander to what else the night could possibly hold. "So, what are we going to do now?" I asked, looking up at Edward's perfect face, stilly overly aware of the patterns he was tracing across my back with his fingers.

He leaned in to kiss me softly on the lips, then kissed along my cheek until he got to my ear where he whispered, "Now love, we dance."

I sound like a broken record, but I really can't express I appreciate everyone who has reviewed. You all make me feel good, whether I deserve it or not. So, thank you. :)