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Epilogue
Six months later Bella's wedding was beautiful. Her father and grandfather gave her away. Edward's handwritten vows made her weep. His arm was still in a sling, but they told people that it broke in a sky diving accident.
Edward was devastating handsome in his black suit with high mandarin collar as were his best men, Jasper and of all people, Jacob. Somehow he'd managed to mend that fence and Bella was very proud of him. Edward had found out that his parents were both dead and Emmett and he had to raise themselves since they were fourteen and sixteen with the help of an ailing grandmother who died when Jacob was eighteen. For two boys being raised without parents they didn't turn out too bad, he confided in her.
Rose and Alice were her bridesmaids wearing simple gowns of soft green and that was the first time Jacob had laid eyes on Edward's little sister. He'd spent the rest of the evening following her around and ended up getting a fat lip for his efforts.
"She can take care of herself Bella." Edward said as Jacob was holding a handkerchief to his busted lip while glaring at a smug Alice.
"I take it you taught her that."
"you have no idea what she is capable of." He said holding her tightly on the dance floor.
"I wondered why you never did anything when he followed her outside."
He grinned down at her.
"Poor Jacob." Bella said looking at him while he was still glaring at the younger girl. He was a nice man, and nice looking too, but he just had a very odd approach with women.
"It serves him right when he keeps trying to grope women."
"He was drunk and he didn't grope me, he only flattened me out on the bed and kissed me." She murmured in his ear smiling at the harsh tone, "Besides I thought you forgave him."
Edward felt his ire rising over remembering that night, "Maybe, but he should ask permission before he tries to kiss one again."
"hmm, like you did me." She said reminding him.
He chuckled, "point taken." He actually just told her that he was going to kiss her before he did that first time at Port Angeles and it went a little further than just a simple kiss. "He's too old for her anyway."
"He's twenty Edward. There's only four years difference and like you told me before, it's not like he's had much guidance without parents."
"Then she's too young." He scowled.
"Hmm, very mature."
"Keep it up and I'll turn you over my knee and give you more than just a spanking."
She felt her insides swirl at that, "Promises, promises."
"I'll make an effort to get you pregnant tonight and withhold that agreement to wait until your twenty."
She smiled up at him, "That was your wish, not mine Edward. I'll have your child anytime." She didn't end up pregnant at her grandparents like he worried about, but both of them were consigned to wait until after they were married to make that step. However, the more she fell in love with her husband, the more she wanted to have his child. Husband, she breathed, how wonderful that sounded.
"You're too young." He grimaced, "I told you it makes me feel as if I'm taking your youth."
A teasing glint came to her deep blue eyes, "Well you are getting a little long in the tooth—maybe we should—" her squeal cut off her words as he swept her up in his arms and marched out of the hall to the laughter and applause of the guests. There was no doubt from the look on his expression what he was going to do. Bella knew it would take months to overcome that embarrassment, but looking up at Edward she suddenly didn't care.
"Your wish is my command," he said huskily mingling with her laughter.