The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: #16
Pen Name: RockRaven244
Pairing/Character(s): Edward/Bella
Rating: M
Word Count: 499

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I should just close my eyes and point or throw darts at the map and see where it lands.

I raise my left hand and look at my ring … again.

I'm engaged.

"What are you doing?"

I smile and look over my shoulder.

"Hi."

His arms wrap around me and I tilt my face up to kiss him.

"Hi," he smiles, kissing me again.

I love his lips.

I love the way he holds me.

I love that I can feel his every emotion when he's close to me like this.

"I love you," I say against his lips.

He leans his forehead against mine.

"I love you, too."

He looks at the map and rests his chin on my shoulder.

"What's up with the map?"

"I was thinking about our honeymoon," I feel my cheeks get warm as he laughs.

"Baby, we haven't even set the wedding date yet and you're planning our honeymoon?"

"I know, I know," I laugh. "But you didn't have to sit through lunch with our mothers today and listen to them go on and on about venues and cakes and keepsakes and photographers."

I spin in his arms and wrap my hands around his neck.

"Seriously, my mom had a binder and your mom had her iPad out to synchronize all of our calendars," I shiver. "It was kind of scary. I'm a little tempted to sneak off to Vegas with you."

"I'd totally marry you in Vegas with Elvis as our witness."

I laugh, looking up at him.

My whole body heats up at the look on his face. It's adoration and love and more.

Always more.

I love him so much; I wonder if he can see that when he looks at me.

His smile softens and he tilts his head.

"What?"

I smile and feel the blush warming my face.

"I just love you so much and I was wondering if you can see that, when you look at me; can you see how much I love you?"

His arms tighten around my waist and his smile is so big.

"When I look at you, I see everything; sunrise, sunset, fog rolling over the hills, waves crashing on the beach … I see you in everything; and your smile," he whistles. "It makes my breath catch every time, especially when it's aimed at me. But your eyes," he runs a fingertip under my eye and over my cheek. "When you look at me … I feel like I'm everything; like I can do anything."

Tears blur my vision and I reach up, pulling his face to mine.

He lifts me up, wrapping my legs around him.

"You are everything," I whisper against his lips.

"So are you," he whispers back.

"Show me."

His fingers push down the strap of my dress and his lips and tongue are warm and soft on my skin and when he pushes my dress down and takes me into his mouth … I'm gone.