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"Welcome to Vermont, Mr. and Mrs. Cullen," said the helicopter pilot as we ascended on the tarmac in Denver International Airport. I loved how he said our marital names. Edward got off first and then he helped me get down. I was still in my wedding dress so it was a little hard for me to get down. Just when I was finally having the most romantic getaway of my life, my heel got stuck at the bottom of the door and I ended up flying into Edward's arms. He laughed as he carried me all the way to the limousine that was waiting for us.
"Edward, I think you're supposed to carry me through a threshold, not a car door." I joked.
"I don't want to take my chances in case you fall down again," he replied jokingly. I pouted playfully as he set me down on the seat inside. He slid in beside me and closed the door. The car started and the driver drove us away from the city.
Edward held my hand the whole way while I breathed in the sights. It was so lovely here. I was so enthralled with the breathtaking views of the snow-covered mountains and soaring pine trees. Everything was so beautiful. At long last we were nearing our destination, I assumed, since we left the highway a few minutes ago and we haven't seen any turns. Now we were winding up a mountain on a road that seemed only inches wider than the car.
"Where are we going? Mount Everest?" I joked. Edward squeezed my hand gently and smiled at me without answering. I smiled back and leaned forward because I was so excited to see what was in store for us. We came to a narrow stone bridge and the driver eased the limo across it. Finally after a ten-minute drive we made it to our destination. There in the middle of a secluded clearing in the dense pines was a magnificent house made of native stone and cedar and surrounded by wooden decks with a huge expanse of glass.
"Oh my God, is this yours?" I asked. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was even more extravagant than their house back in Forks. I wondered then how many other houses like these they had.
"It's ours," said Edward. "Esme found it on one of their trips and she fixed it up and gave it to me as a 90th birthday present. She wanted me to have my own house in case I wanted to live away from them again. I never really used it until now."
He then took my hand and led me up the steps towards the front door. The limo drove away and then I panicked a little.
"Edward? Why did the car leave? How will we get back?" I asked him.
"The helicopter will come in a week," said Edward. "I rented the limo so you'd have a chance to see the sights before we got here." I shook my head and laughed as he opened the front door with his key. This was a little too much luxury for me, but it was my honeymoon. It was wonderful that Edward made everything so perfect.
Inside, the mountain retreat was both rustic and startlingly luxurious built around a gigantic center room shaped like a hexagon, with three doors opening off of it into bedroom suites. Soaring wooden ceilings were supported by gigantic crossbeams of rough-hewn cedar amid a winding staircase that led up to a loft that were lined with handsome bookcases. Four of the six walls were made entirely of glass, offering a view of the mountains that were breathtaking. The fifth wall was built of native stone with an enormous fireplace carved into the center above a raised hearth. Facing the fireplace was a long L-shaped sofa upholstered in butter soft silvery leather. Opposite the sofa and facing the windows were two overstuffed chairs and ottomans upholstered in silver and green stripes that blended with the fat throw pillows on the sofa and raised hearth.
A thick carpet with the same design as the throw pillows sculpted into the border covered part of the gleaming wooden floor in front of the fireplace. Two more pairs of chairs were positioned invitingly near two of the windows and a desk was tucked into an angle, created by the glass walls.
Bella was in awe an very much intrigued by what was the most unique and beautiful place she'd ever seen. She turned to see Edward looking at her thoughtfully and smiling at her obvious wonderment of the place.
"It is so beautiful," she managed to say.
"What's mine is yours," said Edward. "Welcome to our haven, Isabella Cullen." I smiled at him and wrapped my arms around his neck as he leaned down to kiss me. This might just be the best vacation I've ever had in my life.
A/N: Yes, yes, the description of the place was by far very detailed and perfect, wasn't it? But I will not take credit for something that I did not write. The description of their honeymoon palace was taken from Judith McNaught's book Paradise. I suggest you read it because it is amazing!
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