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"No!" I said stubbornly and pulled the covers of the bed closer around me.
"Why not!"
"Because you won't tell me where were going." I muttered.
"It's a surprise." he sighed.
"This whole trip has been a surprise." I said exaggerating my whines.
"That's not true."
"Well most of it at least… the point is that you have surprised me more than I have surprised you so it's uneven, so now you must tell me." I pulled back the covers and look at him through the tangled hair in front of my face.
"Nope." he said popping the p. how dare he!
"Well then I'm not getting out of this bed." I crossed my arms stubbornly.
His expression turned seductively mischievous and it made my insides squirm.
"That's cool I have no problem joining you." He made a show of removing his shirt and then moved on to undo his pants.
"Okay stripper boy, enough," I laughed. "I'm up." I said and began putting on my night shirt to get into the bathroom.
"So you're still not going to tell me?" I turned around with a hopeful expression.
"Nope." he focused on putting his shirt back on rather than looking at me.
"That's not fair because I was the one that brought you along with me. Technically I'm the one that gets to decide where were going and you're the one that follows around. "
"Well that changed the moment I became you're husband. Now you listen to me."
"That is really sexist."
"Yeah well you're getting difficult." he smiled sweetly. Slowly I walked towards him making sure to swing my hips. His eyes widened and I softly put my hand to his cheek. He leaned down to kiss me; I smirked and gave him a small slap on the cheek. Not enough to hurt but enough to leave a light sting. I laughed at his shocked expression.
"You should have thought about that before you married me silly boy." I teased and pinched his cheek.
"Well I was too busy drowning in alcohol to consider the consequences of marrying a stubborn woman like you."
"Girl, Eddie," I jokingly chided. "Woman makes me feel fifty."
"Well hurry and hop into the shower, girl."
"I'll get into the shower Edward, but I won't hop." I laughed making my way to the bathroom again.
"I can help you get in." he raised an eyebrow suggestively.
"You can." I nodded agreeing. He quickly walked over to me and I shut the door right in his face and had a small battle with him as he tried to push it open and I tried to lock it. Giving up I stopped putting pressure into the door and Edward knocked me backwards.
"April?" he said worriedly as I sat on the floor laughing like there was no tomorrow. He joined after he made sure was perfectly fine.
"Devil girl." he muttered picking me up off the floor and putting me into the shower. I shrieked when he turned it on and the cold water hit my skin. My screams quickly subsided due to Edwards's lips. Gradually the water began to get warm.
"I disagree." I said as I leaned against the wall of the bathroom tub and watched Edward shower. "Back to the future is the best old futuristic movie."
"You're wrong; the first one doesn't even take place in the future."
"The second one does."
"The third one doesn't." his eyes were shut as he washed his hair with shampoo. Damn if mom could see me right now she would have written me off the will, well actually no. she had no excuse to write me off the will I was a married… girl.
"It doesn't matter," I rolled my eyes. "It's called back to the future."
"Really April?" he said making it sound like I was stupid. I made a face at him when he opened one eye. He laughed.
"No I still like the fifth element better." He said closing his eyes again.
"I bet it's because you have a thing for Chris tucker." I laughed.
"Oh yeah but since I couldn't marry him I thought you would do." he joked.
"You know you're glad it was me."
"I don't know he, and I kind of had a thing before you got into the picture." he smirked.
"Okay," I chuckled. "I'll let you get back to your Chris tucker fantasies then. See you outside."
"Don't kill yourself honey."
I rolled my eyes. "Oh yeah I'm gonna go commit suicide because my husband is showering and thinking of Chris tucker instead of me."
I left the bathroom with his sweet laugh ringing in my ears.
I went over to my bag and took out the bottle with my pills. Opening the bottle I saw there were only three left. Well I had very good timing. Swallowing one without water was a mistake. I could feel the pill in my throat attempting to make its journey down to my stomach. I hurried over to the kitchen to get a glass of water so I could pass the pill. Once I felt it go down my throat I walked back to the room and got into a clean set of clothes. Getting my stuff packed in I began to look around the house, wondering when I would see it again. I would hold Edward to his promise and he better bring me back if he wants to avoid a childish argument on my part, I knew he couldn't get enough of those.
Laughing to myself I took out my phone and turned it on to see what was new with the family. There were no text messages no voicemails and no missed calls. They couldn't have forgotten about me so fast right?
I decided to grow some balls and dialed my home number. They answered after the first ring.
Nope. They haven't forgotten me.
"Hello?" said my mother's eager voice.
"Mom?" I said hesitantly. There was silence and it sounded like the phone had fallen. I pulled my phone away from my ear as the noise hurt.
Then I heard my dad's voice.
"April is that you?" he asked, I could hear the relief and worry in his voice.
"Yeah dad it's me…is mom okay?"
"She sure as hell is not." he said slightly angry. But how could he be completely angry with me when he was so worried?
"Let me talk to her." said my mother's desperate voice.
"Where are you?" people now-a-days are so blunt.
"Oh how are you mom? Oh you're fine? That's good. I'm great mom thank you!" was my clever reply.
"April please." she begged.
"Mom don't worry I'm perfectly fine and having lots of fun, so don't worry about me."
"How can I not worry when my daughter's life is so close to an end and she is on the other side of the world for all I know?" she snapped.
"Gosh mom, good to know you already accommodated yourself to the idea." I rolled my eyes.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and I let out a frightened gasp. My head snapped to meet Edwards's apologetic eyes.
"What's wrong?" mom immediately asked.
"Nothing ma." I assured her.
"Are you taking you're medication?"
"Yes."
"are you getting proper rest?"
"Jeez mom since when did you become my doctor?" I sighed.
"Be nice." Edward whispered in my ear. I looked at him and nodded. I should be more understanding; mom was probably going through a hard time right now.
"Mom I feel completely fine. I'm getting enough rest and I'm taking my medication. I only have three pills left so I'll be heading home before I run out of them okay?"
"Are you alone?"
I smiled. "No ma a friend of mines is with me." Edward smiled and kissed my forehead.
"Is it that Cullen boy?"
"You know him?"
"No Xavier told me."
"Good boy." I mumbled.
"Mom I have to go but I'll call you soon."
"Wait!"
"Yes?"
"'April…be careful." Her voice shook, indicating that she was close to tears or probably already crying.
"I know mom, don't worry Edward is taking good care of me…I really do mean it."
I smiled up at him and he hugged me around the waist and rested his chin on my shoulder.
"I love you." she said.
"I love you too ma…I'll be home soon okay and then you can ground me for the rest of my life if you must."
She gave a small laugh. "You're dad wants to talk to you."
"Okay?"
"April?"
"Hey dad!" I said cheerily as I brushed Edwards hair off of his forehead.
"You're going to be the death of us, child." he sighed.
I laughed. "Hey you wanted a second child right? Had it been me I would have been too scared to have another one if I had gotten bobby as a son. Frankly I admire you're bravery."
He laughed. "I'm glad we were brave…so this Cullen boy…is he being a gentleman?"
"Of course dad. Here let me put it this way you will be ashamed of your sons manners when you meet Edward." I laughed. Edward shook his head but couldn't help the shy smile taking over his features.
"Wow I better prepare myself. I suppose my musket won't be needed then?"
"No better put it away right now." I joked.
"I love you kid. Take care and have lots of fun because a big punishment awaits you."
"Yeah I expected that much."
"Of course you did. Bobby's not home right now but I'll tell him you called."
"Tell him I love him."
"I will…call us soon alright? Don't be a stranger."
"Okay dad. Love you."
"Love you too baby girl. Have fun."
"Thanks." I hung up and smiled at Edward.
"You know maybe they'll have mercy on my soul and they won't punish me."
"Do you think that's what's going to happen?"
"Nah…what about you? If I get grounded I only think it's fair that you get grounded too."
"Oh of course I'll be grounded." He sighed dramatically. "But it's worth it."
"Exactly." I looked around the room glancing at everything including the ceiling.
"My friend told my parents you were with me."
"I heard. Are they mad at me?" of course he was worried about this, after all they were technically his in-laws now.
"I don't think so. But as I have said before even if they are they can't be mad at you for long. Hell I can't be mad at you for longer than five minutes, imagine the others."
"I hope you're right about this. Because if you're not I might just never want to tell them we married this week." I turned to look at him as he stood from the bed and looked at me with a smile. "Ready to go?" he still showed no sign of telling me.
"Fine" I groaned ad got up rolling my eyes. It really wasn't fair that he wasn't going to tell me. The guy ought to be thankful I brought him with me. The least he could do was tell me.
"Do we need to take a plane?" I turned to him.
"Uhu" he nodded.
I groaned and began picking my things up.
"You'd think after a whole week you'd get used to this."
"There are some things you never get used to."
I made a noise of discontent. The group of people next to us shot me weird looks.
"I don't want to go and sit down." I argued.
"What's wrong with you April? You've been extremely negative today." he said.
"You surprise me too much." I pouted.
"You're going to like this trust me."
"I'll like it more if you tell me where were going." I unsuccessfully tried to convince him.
"Too bad, go sit down while I buy the tickets." he gave me a peck in the lips and pushed me towards the sitting area. Overdramatically I groaned, rolled my eyes, and stomped over to a chair. I heard Edwards's low chuckle as I left.
Okay I wasn't mad, I was simply awfully curious. He was just trying to give me a good time. And believe me I'd been having a good time.
I still wondered what was going on at forks right now. Well first I wondered what time it was. I wondered what was going on with my friends. I knew what was going on with my family; they were all on edge right now. And I wondered how big my punishment would be. It was safe to say that it would be big…very big. And it was most likely safe to say that I wouldn't be able to see Edward in a really long time once we got back to Washington.
The minutes passed and I grew impatient as I noticed Edward was still in line. I sat back and crossed my arms. I crossed my legs then uncrossed them and began bouncing my leg impatiently.
A little girl sitting across from me watched me interestedly. I averted my gaze to the people that were passing by but I couldn't help but look at the girl now and then. Her eyes never left me she leaned over and whispered something to, who I assume, was her mom. Her mom glanced at me and I awkwardly smiled. The woman sent a fleeting smile my way and said something to the girl then turned back to the book she was reading. The girl turned to look at me again. I warmly smiled at her and she looked away with a shy smile and slight blush. I chuckled, she kind of reminded me of when I was small, except she this girl was skinnier. I was a really fat girl while I was growing up. But other than the fatness she kind of did look like me. Except I would have already told the person I was looking at what I was thinking about them.
"Okay" I turned and saw Edward hurrying over.
"Bout time," I said as he took a seat next to me. "I was about to ditch you."
He laughed and pulled me into his side.
I glanced at the little girl whose curious stare had deviated from me and had turned to my companion. Her eyes were wide with awe as she looked at Edward. I chuckled and leaned to speak softly into his ear.
"I think you have an admirer." I said smirking. He looked at me for a moment and I discreetly nodded towards the girl. He turned to look and smiled when the little girl shyly looked away turning furiously red and hid her face behind her mother's arm.
Edward chuckled. "She's cute."
The little girl seemed to have said something to her mother because she looked up at us. We both smiled and she turned pink but returned it with a coy smile, mostly directed at Edward.
"Well now I'm jealous." I jested. He smirked and kissed the top of my head.
"Come on." he pulled me to my feet. Just as we began to walk away I stopped and both Edward and I turned to wave goodbye at the little girl. She gave us a big smile that showed she was missing her two front teeth and shyly waved goodbye at us.
We continued walking when I heard a voice announce the next flight was to Paris. I stopped to look at Edward. His look was far too innocent to mean nothing.
"PARIS!" I screeched earning a few odd looks from passerby's.
"So much for a surprise." he sighed but even he couldn't keep a straight face.
I felt the urge to run all the way into the plane but I took pity on Edward and decided to be civilized about this. So with great restraint on my part we slowly made it into the plane and took our seats. My excitement left the moment that I heard the click of my seatbelt.
"My mom says hi." he said. I was well aware that he was trying to distract me to my normal nervousness.
"She doesn't know me." I laughed.
"She doesn't need to know you to like you; you'd be surprised at how amorous my mother can be."
"You didn't tell her were newlyweds did you?" I arched an eyebrow.
"Of course not." he rolled his eyes in imitation of me. The scene was comical because I bet that's exactly what I looked like when I rolled my eyes, minus the perfection.
"Oh okay because you're smart but I have a feeling you can be really dumb too, although I haven't personally seen it. The only time I have seen it I was too drunk to remember."
"Thank god for that."
The plane began to get ready for takeoff and I stiffened, not even Edwards arm around my shoulder relaxed me.
"When did you call her?" I said tensely and I closed my eyes.
"As I was in line. Dad was working so I didn't get the chance to talk to him and Alice wasn't there. Mom was really worried; she reprimanded me for not calling. Oh and she already informed me about my upcoming punishment. She said she told me so I could get mentally prepared for it."
"What's your punishment?" I said trying to take more attention to the conversation rather the plane that had just come to life under me.
"She's taking away my life." He made it sound like it happened all the time and I highly doubted that.
I laughed nervously.
"I can't go out for two months, at all, only for school. I will have no phone; no computer, no TV and I will have to do all the chores around the house. I'm going to be very lonely for the next two months."
My hands shook when the plane began to move. He put a hand over them and traced gentle circles onto the back of my hand with his thumbs.
"I'd lend you my dog but I think I'm going to need him too for the next few months. Think they'll let you be grounded at my house?"
He laughed. I envied his easiness in this situation. "I wish."
I nestled my face into the crook of his neck as my hand tightened their hold on his own. This was now standard routine for us.
I was very surprised when we arrived to France, the flight was so fast. When I voiced my thoughts to Edward he told me that Spain and France were right next to each other. Oh well I must have been asleep when they showed the map of Europe in my history class.
"Okay so where do we go to first?" he asked as we stepped into the airport. I took my backpack from him and slung it over my shoulder.
"We definitely have to go and eat."
"How the hell do you manage to stay so skinny despite everything you eat?" his eyes were wide.
"It takes practice darling." I grinned.
"Mmm" I swallowed my food and said, "I'm not entirely sure, but I was told that here in France it's an insult to the chef if you don't finish all of the food."
"Oh the chef shouldn't worry about being insulted by you then." he laughed. "You obviously have no problem finishing you're food."
I made a mocking face at him.
"Well if you look at it reasonably it just proves that I'm every girls envy. Because how many girls can eat anything they want without feeling guilty about it."
"Well that's true; you wouldn't believe how much my sister makes sure not to gain any weight. I think it might be some mental trauma that the family doesn't know about."
"She not bulimic is she?"
His eyes widened a bit in shock. "No, no, no, no! Nor is she anorexic. She just watches out for her weight a little too much to be considered healthy."
I laughed at his sudden outburst.
"Chill Edward I was kidding." I laughed.
"Eat you're crepe April." he sighed.
"Okay" I took another bite and chewed happily.
"Did you know Hitler wanted to have the Eiffel tower taken down?" I said as I snapped a picture of the majestic tower.
"How the hell do you know these things?" he said in so much surprise that it made me feel insulted.
"Well unlike you I'm actually good at history." I retorted, trying to make him feel as bad as he was making me feel.
Oh how we loved to banter. About the smallest things.
"Alright…" he looked back up at the tower. "Point taken."
Deciding I didn't like the silence I dropped the camera to let it hang around my neck and hugged his waist. I heard an amused sound come from him and he pulled my face up to catch a kiss. A click made us break apart and look up. A man holding a professional looking camera pointed at us.
The man smiled and in a French accent he told us that it was perfect position for a shot. He showed us the picture, it was the kind of picture you would probably see in a magazine that was trying to attract tourist to go to France and find love.
"I have to be dreaming." I whispered, awestruck at the sight before me.
Notre dame de Paris raised before me in its entire splendor.
Countless of times I had been imagining being here and seeing this place. Hell I had watched the hunchback of Notre dame countless of times just to look at the pretty house in which Quasimodo lived in.
"Is this somewhere you always dreamed of visiting?" Edward asked.
I only nodded.
"Well take a picture, it will last longer." he reminded me of the camera hanging around my neck and I hurriedly began taking pictures.
"April why don't you go on ahead and I'll meet you in the cathedral in two hours?"
"Why won't you come?" I stopped snapping pictures and looked dubiously at him.
"I have to do something." he gave me a reassuring smile but I didn't buy it. What could he possibly need to do in Paris?
"What?"
"I'm going to go look for a hotel." he said.
"Can't you look for one later?"
"I'd rather not waste any time. After all this is our last night free because tomorrow night we'll be on a plane back to Washington." His expression became suggestive. "Seeing as how we probably won't be seeing each other for a couple of months there's a couple of things I would like to do tonight."
I turned slightly pink and though I didn't entirely buy his excuses I said okay and began to head into Notre dame all alone.
I admired every corner of the cathedral but my mind kept wandering to Edward and his sudden mysteriousness.
Finally I stopped admiring the cathedral and began to miss Edward. Well I'll be damned he might as well have ruined this experience for me.
As I examined the stained glass that was at the altar a pair of soft hands covered my eyes and gave me such a fright the my heart hurt.
But then my mind quickly reminded me that I was waiting for Edward and that was probably him. I placed my hands over his and pinched the skin there. I felt him flinch but he didn't remove his hands.
"Edward Cullen you almost gave me a heart attack, now let go of me." I ordered. He chuckled and moved to sit next to me.
"Where were you? I wanted to share this experience with you." I shot him an annoyed stared and he countered it with an apologetic pout.
"I'm sorry but it couldn't wait." He leaned in to kiss my neck.
"What couldn't wait?"
"The room." he said simply. I got Goosebumps when he began to kiss behind my ear.
"Edward." I giggled and pushed him away. "I'm determined to appreciate every inch of this place and you are coming with me." I stood up and guided him around.
And hour later we had left the cathedral.
"Were to next?" I said when we slid into a cab.
"I don't know about you but I have always been curious to see the Mona Lisa." he waggled his eyebrows at me.
"She's scary." my wide eyes were directed at the smiling woman in the painting.
"She's art." Edward said leaning over the railing that separated the public from the Mona Lisa and studied it with awe.
Without keeping my eyes off of her I walked to the side, then to the other. Whichever way I went I felt like she was staring at me. It was beginning to kind of scare me. Maybe Da Vinci was some demon that possessed the Mona Lisa and now he watched us throughout her eyes. I would believe that. In fact I did believe that.
"I feel like she's invading my privacy." I told Edward quietly. He laughed but didn't take his eyes off of the painting. With a sudden idea to distract him I reached up to his ear and whispered.
"Like maybe she knows what were up to at night." I smiled and gently bit his earlobe. He gulped and I saw how the hairs on the back of his neck stood.
Mission accomplished.
He looked down at me and a wicked grin appeared in his features.
"Yeah or like she can read all my dirty thoughts." his eyes hooded and I could feel the lust coming off of him in waves. Well he can certainly turn the tables around, suddenly I had become the victim and I didn't like that.
"You pervert, can we move on?"
He laughed. "If you can't play nicely then don't play at all darling" he reminded me. I fisted my hand when he tried to take it so he raised it to his lips and kissed my fisted fingers. With a semi glare I softly pinched his nose and allowed him to intertwine my fingers with his.
"You're impossible to stay mad at." we walked observing some more paintings.
"You just love me." was his witty remark. Which got me thinking, not once had I ever told him that I loved him. I briefly wondered why but was soon distracted by the statue of a naked man. When Edward noticed my mild interest in it he laughed and covered my eyes and pulled me away from it.
The chateau de Versailles was just…splendidly breathtaking. That damn Louis had been rotting in wealth. No wonder the poor civilians killed him who wouldn't kill to live in that thing?
"The paintings of him always disturb me." I commented to Edward as we studied a portrait of him.
"Why?"
"Because…well…yeah he's ugly. And was he trying to be sexy by exposing his leg that way?"
Edward laughed. "Is that a serious question?"
"I don't know."
Several people looked as Edward laughed at my 'silliness', some girls turned and giggled.
"I will say his gardens are pretty fucking amazing though."
"You know all of this wouldn't be so fun if you weren't here." he kissed my forehead.
"Hmm I can imagine."
Edward checked his phone and announced it was time to go.
"Where are we going?"
"To the hotel."
"Now wait a second Edward Anthony Cullen." I stopped in my tracks and let go of his hand. "If you think I'm going to go back into the hotel so early then you are completely-"
"I have a surprise for you."
"Can't it be later? It's too early to go and lock ourselves in the hotel."
"What if it was to have more time to ourselves?" I could hear his seductive tone as he neared me placing his hands on my waist.
"We're going to have plenty of time to ourselves later on." I said sternly.
He chuckled. "Relax were just going to pass by to the hotel to change that's all."
"Change?"
"I will say no more about it; now let's go get a cab."
I eyed him wearily, what was this guy up to now?
"Just because you got my curiosity." I told him and then followed him out of Versailles.
"Don't you think I've had enough surprises for one day?"
We were in the elevator of the hotel all alone and Edward had me pinned against the wall eagerly kissing my neck and tickling me in the process.
"You know? Most girls enjoy surprises." he said against my neck.
"Well I thought it was established that I am not like most girls." Finally I lowered my head to nudge his head away from my neck. Instead he pressed his cheek against my own and kissed me repeatedly.
"Hmm that's true. But still it'd be nice if you could at least act excited."
"I've never been a good actress."
Just as he laughed the elevator doors slid open and we composed ourselves and got out. I trailed behind him as he headed towards the room. What on earth is the surprise? I hate not knowing these things.
When he opened the door and motioned for me to get in the first thing that had caught my attention was the suit and the dress on the bed.
"Uhm Edward-"
"This is the right room April" oh so he had anticipated my question? What else was he anticipating?
"Okay talk now." I said turning and raising a demanding eyebrow at him.
"Well I simply want to take my wife to eat at one of the most famous places in France." His tone was overly innocent as well as his expression. It made my expression soften into a smirk.
"And what place would that be?"
"You have to get into that dress and we'll go and see."
His gaze was on my back as I walked over to the bed and examined the attire. "Is this what you were up to when you left?"
"Aha. Trust me it was hard to find something that I thought you would like…tell me is that up to your expectations?"
I scoffed but looked at the dress. It was a baby blue strapless dress that would reach my knees. It was beautifully covered by very light purple tulle. The skirt was completely made of blue and purple tulle. The colors kind of reminded me of cotton candy.
"Edward you shouldn't have." I said very quietly.
His voice was immediately concerned. "You don't like it?"
"That's not the thing…how much was it?"
"I'm not telling you that," he said indignantly. "I just want to see you in. It will look lovely on you." I turned my head slightly to look at him and smiled at his soft look.
"What made you think I would like this?"
"Well…the colors are pretty young…like from a fairy tale and I know that you wish you didn't have to grow. Somehow the style and colors fit you're childish persona. You give off this aura of being a good little girl and the dress looks like it would only put more emphasis into that. That's what I think although I'm no expert"
"Edward Cullen," I laughed. "Are you calling me childish?"
He chuckled and brought me closer to him by the waist.
"You have a very young heart," as he talked I raised my head and he tenderly kissed me. "And you have an hour to get ready."
"You know I didn't come prepared to play dress up."
His face was speculative, "Well…to start off with I don't think you should use makeup."
I shook my head. "Never worn it in my life therefore I don't feel the need to do so."
"Good well I called Alice and she told me that the best thing to get for your hair would be a curling iron and some pins. She said you could fix up your hair nicely that way…but I don't know" a deep apologetic frown was set in place that just made my heart melt with tenderness.
"Don't worry about it. I'll take care of everything else, just make yourself excruciatingly handsome and I'll work on myself."
"I'm really sorry-" I put a finger to his lips to quiet him.
"I'll take care of it don't worry." I took the dress and went into the bathroom.
I was truly at loss for words with the dress. It was just too beautiful. And I wasn't bad with hair so I was able to curl my black hair and pin it into a loose bun with stray pieces falling out of it. I felt like I came straight out of a fairy tale when I was done.
There was a knock on the bathroom door. Edward stood outside looking rather ravishing in that suit. His eyes visibly widened and he took me in with appreciative eyes. I turned scarlet under his scrutinization.
"Uh…you're going to need these." He held up a pair of coral blue Mary Janes. "Alice's idea." he explained.
"Alice has a great taste in fashion doesn't she?" I smiled as I made to take the shoes. Edward put them out of my reach.
"Hey!"
"Come here." he said shushing me. He made me sit on the bed and insisted on putting them on my feet.
"Why Mrs. Cullen I daresay you look like a goddess tonight" he murmured as he reached up to brush my cheek with his own.
"And you Mr. Cullen," I guided his lips towards my own and they brushed against mine as I spoke. "Look utterly breathtaking in that suit. I don't think I want to go anywhere anymore. Oh no I can think of other fun activities that can take place here." I playfully bit his lower lip and he moaned.
"Well those activities will have to wait because I really want to take you to eat right now." There was struggle to object to my words as he spoke it made me smirk.
I sighed dramatically and rolled my eyes but allowed him to lift me and set me on my feet.
He handed me a light blue coat. "You thought of everything didn't you?"
"Only the best for my lovely wife" I chuckled at his toothy grin.
"Edward thank you" I said sincerely. "For the dress and everything else. Thank you for everything."
"You don't have to thank me for anything." his eyebrows were furrowed.
"Yes I do."
"No you don't what's mine is yours now and I wanted to give you this. I want to give you more too."
"Do you realize how much you sound like an adult? When in reality were only in high school."
"I've always been more mature than my years-"
"Which is more than I can say for myself." I muttered, we were complete opposites in the maturity department.
"You're mature…you just try to conceal it." he ran a finger down my jaw.
"I never saw it that way." I kissed his finger as it passed across my lips.
"Why don't my words scare you?" he murmured thoughtfully.
"Maybe because I don't have plans to ever leave you, despite the age were at I know I want you for the rest of my life."
"You know those words can change later on…when you meet someone else."
"It sounds impossible but I know that there may come a time in which I won't want to have anything to do with you. But I won't think about that because that time doesn't exist right now and right now I don't think it will ever happen…tell me Edward, what do you think?"
"I think…I think our words are bigger than our years. But that's alright for me I'll take what I can get and think myself lucky for it."
"Well with that said shall we head out towards that big surprise you have arranged for me?"
"Are you excited, love?"
"I suppose."
"Well then let's waste no more time." He offered me his arm and said, "Madam." With a wide smile I linked my arm with his and we were off.
A crowd of people awaited to enter the Moulin rouge as the cab dropped us off.
"Oh my god! The Moulin rouge!" I said over excited. "They have the can can dancers here!"
"So I made a good choice then?" he looked down at me tenderly.
"Of course you did! Thank you, thank you, thank you Edward!" I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss.
Eagerly we entered the building. Turns out Edward had been making reservations for tonight. Immediately a waiter showed us into a room filled with maybe a hundred or more tables with white tablecloths. Situated at the front was a massive stage with silver curtains that were down. Next to the stage was a huge tank. The place was amazing; the roof looked as if we were in a circus tent.
The waiter led us to a small table for two. A small lamp was sitting at the middle and all the silverware was laid down on the table.
Edward helped me remove my coat and pulled my chair out for me to sit. I beamed at him as he sat down and he reached over the table to take my hand and kissed it.
"Excited for the show?" he asked. With a Cheshire grin I nodded eagerly and my eyes moved to look around the room again. People were now filing in and taking their seats. Dozens of waiters were going around taking orders.
A waiter approached our table, and asked to take our order. I blushed when he winked at me and left telling us our food would be here soon. Turning to glance at Edward I scoffed in disbelief at Edwards scowl.
"Really Edward? Surely you're not going to let that poor waiter ruin this night for you."
"Depends how much he stops by at this table." he grunted unhappily.
"Edward you're such a grump. Be mad when I run away with him, not now."
He looked at my equally annoyed face for a moment and then sighed and dropped his scowl.
"Okay you're right. I'm sorry."
"I'm just going to say that you don't see me glaring daggers every time some girl stares at you for too long."
"I never noticed" his face became unconcerned and ignorant.
"Shut up," I chuckled. His smile was coy and he kissed my hand again and again.
We engaged into a comfortable conversation about Marylyn Manson and whether he was demonic or not.
All around us people were deep into their own conversations, laughs could be heard everywhere. The show hadn't even started and I was already enjoying myself. As the lights began to dim the waiter returned with our food and to refill our glasses with wine. The lamp on the center of the table dimmed to a very low light, enough to allow us to see our food.
The stage lights turned on and everyone in the room quieted down when the sound of an orchestra began playing.
The curtains were drawn back and a dozen of French performers, all women, dressed in elaborate costumes were lined up all smiling. There was a moment of silence before the music began and the performers began expertly dancing.
It was all amazing and I could only imagine how much time and effort they must have put into this. Edward constantly reminded me to eat because I was getting caught up in the show.
I was amazed when a woman dressed in nothing but a thong jumped into the tank full with water. She was dancing under water! She looked like a graceful mermaid. The people clapped enthusiastically.
Finally the last dance was the one I was most excited to see. I looked in amazement as the dancers danced in perfect synchronization to the can can. They did high kicks and jumps. It was certainly the highlight of the whole show. The audience clapped along to the rhythm of the music and by the end the whole room bust into applauses and cheers.
When the lights came up Edward paid for the dinner and argued briefly with me about why the waiter didn't deserve a tip before I finally convinced him to be nice or else. Then he led me to another room where he cordially asked me to dance with him. We danced a couple of slow songs both slightly tipsy under the influence of the wine. Despite this we were perfectly aware of our surroundings. An hour later we made it out of the Moulin rouge and headed back to the hotel.
As we waited in the elevator Edward pulled me into his side and kissed the back of my neck.
"Did I tell you how beautiful you look?" I could smell the wine in his sweet breath.
"Only a dozen times." I giggled.
"Hmm…still as soon as we get into that room I need you out of that dress."
I laughed as he made his way to the front of my neck. "Let me remind you were still in the elevator."
"Darn" he sighed but I could hear his smile.
We hurried to the door of our room and stumbled in the dark when we entered. Without bothering to turn on the light we clumsily made our way to the bed and kissed fervently at the same time.
I really wouldn't get tired of this. By four in the morning we were officially spent and decided to call it a night. Although in a few hours we would be on our way again. I realized this was my last day as a free human because that night I'd be heading home where a thousand punishments awaited me. As saddened as I was I kept smiling.
I felt Edward turn towards me and he pulled me into his bare chest. He sighed contentedly.
"Did you see those dancers with the bare breasts?" he murmured, sleep laced his voice. I laughed quietly, the bed shook with the laughter.
"Of course I saw them; they were just… out there. It was hard not miss it. Although I'm not surprised that that's what you remember the most."
"None of them beat you." He kissed me behind my ear.
"Go to sleep Edward." I laughed.
"Hmm okay." he said. Minutes later he was quietly snoring next to me.
I laughed softly before I myself fell asleep. I needed to get all the sleep I could get for now.
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