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"You know, it does get slightly annoying that you always know my next move."

This was the way my amazing boyfriend, Jasper, greeted me as I opened the door to my apartment before he was even halfway up the stairs.

"So you say," I replied to him, "but you know that deep down, you love even more because of it.

He had finally reached me. "Well," he said, picking me up and spinning me around in the air, causing me to break out into a fit of giggles, "I suppose you are right to some accord." He placed a single kiss on my lips.

This had been my life for the past month. I had fallen in love with the perfect man. No matter how corny the phrase sounded, he really did complete me. We were basically inseparable. I couldn't believe my amazing luck, and I think Jasper felt the same way.

"So, where are we going today, love?" I asked him.

"Actually, I thought we'd go back to the diner," he replied with a smile on his face. Of course, I knew he was referring to the diner of our initial meeting. But I wasn't exactly sure why he would want to go there, considering the fact that neither of us ate. Then, I no longer felt confusion. I felt an extreme peace, and I knew it was Jasper's doing. When I raised my eyebrows at him, he simply grinned in response. "Come on, let's go," he said, taking my hand.

And with that, I really didn't care where we were going. Jasper could be leading me to a deadly pit of scorpions wielding pointy spears, and I would be fine with it… just as long as he was holding my hand.

In contrast to the day we met, the weather was bright and cheery. As a result, we were both dressed in clothes that completely covered our bodies, and we were wearing hats and sunglasses as well. This made us stand out from the hordes of mortals that were fully enjoying the beautiful day by wearing sleeveless shorts and no stockings.

We chattered about normal things. By now, we pretty much knew each other inside and out. To a normal person, our relationship would have seemed very fast-paced, and it would appear that it would burn out as quickly as it had started. However, I knew it wouldn't. Perhaps love was different for vampires. I wasn't sure what exactly happened that first time we saw each other, but I knew for sure that the end product was deep and eternal love.

Jasper was absolutely the perfect man… or vampire. Man-vampire. Whatever you wanted to call him, he was the ideal. Many of the boys that I saw around town were so flamboyantly cocky. They were convinced that they could make any girl swoon simply by driving by in a tripped-out hot rod. However, Jasper was a polar opposite. Maybe it was the fact that he grew up in a completely different time period, or maybe there was just something different in his make-up. He never spoke too loudly or yelled, and he was always the perfect gentleman. There was something so enticing and magical about his quiet serenity.

We then arrived at the diner. Of course, Jasper opened the door for me, and I thanked him with a chaste kiss.

The waitress that had served me that wonderful day one month ago seated us.

"Can I get ya'll anything?" she asked, still chomping on that damn gum.

"Actually, we're not eating," replied Jasper smoothly. The waitress was slightly taken aback, and I wasn't sure if it was because of our lack of eating or Jasper's amazingly good looks. Either way, I let out a small giggle.

The waitress walked away, and I asked Jasper, "But what are we doing here?"

He simply smiled back. "Actually," he said, "there's something that I wanted to do."

And with that, he smoothly slipped out of the booth and got down on one knee. He pulled a small, light blue Tiffany's box from his pocket, and gently pulled my arm to make me stand up.

"Alice, we've known each other a month. And in a month's time, you have completely bewitched me… mind, body, and soul. This may seem extremely sudden, but I think we would both agree when I say that we are meant to be together forever." There was a certain twinkle in his eye, because by forever, he really meant until the end of time. "So please, since we have these feelings, let's truly justify them. Will you marry me?"

I stood frozen for a while. Did he seriously just ask me to marry him? I mean, I suppose I should have been expecting this. We did have an incredibly deep and pure love, and I wanted to spend the rest of eternity with him, but marriage seemed liked something that I would be deserve. I was a vampire. Things like marriage seemed so human.

But that certainly didn't mean that I was going to turn him down. I did love him, so, so much.

"Yes!" I exclaimed. "Yes, yes, yes!" Jasper hopped up from his knee and swept me into a dramatic kiss. The whole diner around us burst into applause, and I even heard a few wolf whistles.

"I think you need this," Jasper said with a small giggle. He opened the Tiffany's box to reveal a beautiful but simple ring. The band was white gold, and it was topped with three sparkling diamonds.

"They stand for something," said Jasper, motioning to the stones. "This one stands for our pasts. We never knew each other then, but we had a connection. The middle one is for our present, which has been the happiest time of my entire life. You've given me hope, you've given me happiness, but most of all, you've given me love. And the final stone is for our future, which I know will be amazing."

If I could produce tears, I know I would be crying tears of joy. "Thank you," was all I could say.

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Jasper and I decided that we would be married in one week at the courthouse. Considering that neither of us had really made any connections with anyone else, this was not a problem. I did, however, have to forge birth certificates for the both of us so we could apply for a marriage license. This was definitely not the most hectic part of the week prior to my wedding, though.

I was shopping downtown for a few things, such as my wedding dress and some things to wear, uh… afterwards. That was an ordeal in itself. I had never been to a lingerie shop in my life. Before, I had never had a need.

I had found Miss Cleo's Boutonnière Shop through some friends at work. It was extremely humiliating to ask my fellow models, who had a lot of experience buying lingerie, if you know what I mean, where I could find some lingerie. I actually hadn't even told them I was getting married because Jasper and I were planning on leaving shortly after the wedding, so all of the girls congratulated me on joining the "fun time club." I didn't even care enough to clarify that I wasn't joining their ranks of promiscuity.

A model named Val took me there after work. I had never seen a place like that before. Everywhere I turned, there where frocks in all colors and stages of nakedness. Val was encouraging me to get a see-through, skimpy set that was bright red. I wasn't sure if I would be comfortable even looking at myself in that. So, I opted for a simple, snow-white negligee.

Then, Val had to leave for a date, so I was left to get my dress by myself. As soon as I saw it in the window, I knew the dress was perfect. It was snow white with a boat neck. All through the bodice, it was form fitting. At the waist, it poofed out extremely, and ended at about the mid-calf. As soon as I made the decision that I would buy the dress, I felt myself being pulled into a vision. It was a pleasant one, though, and I saw myself and Jasper grinning like happy idiots as a man took our photograph inside the courthouse. We certainly looked like a great couple. I immediately entered the store and bought my dream dress, along with a veil, gloves, and shoes.

I emerged from my shopping with overflowing boxes and bags. I didn't have any trouble carrying them, thanks to my vampire strength, but they did pile up in front of my face. As a result, I accidentally ran into someone as I was walking down the street.

"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed when I saw it was a little old man. My boxes and gas were scattered everywhere, and I scrambled to pick them back up.

"It's quite all right, young lady," said the old man. He started to walk away, leaving me alone with my fallen purchases, but then, he did a double take towards me.

"Mary Alice Brandon?" the man asked. He came over and took my hand. "My God, it's you."

I had no idea what this man was talking about. "I'm sorry, sir," I said to him. "You must have me mistaken for someone else."

"I know it's you!" he exclaimed. A few passerby gave me odd looks as the walked past. "Oh, I wouldn't forget your face anywhere! It's been so long. I'm Peter Middleton. Remember? We had lovely times in the late '10s! But, how do you look like that? And how are you out of the asylum?"

This man was starting to scare me. "Sir, please let go of me. You really have the wrong girl." His hold on my arm clenched. Since when were the elderly so strong?

He then started screaming at me that he loved me, and that I needed to come with him at once. I really wished I had Jasper with me. Instead, I broke loose of his grip, grabbed my bundle, and ran as fast as I could. The only problem, though, was that this was vampire speed. I heard shouts behind me as I ran. People shouted, "Where did she go? It's like she disappeared!"

When I finally made it back to my apartment, I sank down to the floor and put my head in my hands. I had come so close to exposing myself to humans.

Then, I felt a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around me.

"Jasper?" I asked, looking up at him.

"I let myself in, I hope you don't mind," he said with a smile. Instead of replying with words, I just snuggled myself close to him.

"So, can I see what in the boxes?" he asked in a playful tone.

"Not now," I replied, escaping his arms and running them into my room. "You'll have to wait a few more days."

"I don't think I can wait that long!" he exclaimed, capturing me in his arms again. At that point, I didn't want to wait either, because I wanted to spend forever in those arms.

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Oh, oh, oh! Do you guys remember Peter? Well, he's clearly still in love with Alice. I thought I would throw that in just for some freaky plot development.

Hooray for a wedding! So, if you would like to see Alice's dress, here's the site:

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Ironically, that's Audrey Hepburn in the movie Funny Face. It's my FAVORITE movie in the entire world, and I would definitely recommend it to anyone.

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