Outtake 2: Gettin' Our Honeymoon On
Edward's POV

Bella and I had been on our honeymoon at Whidbey Island for four and a half days and had done nothing but sit out on the deck, soak in the jacuzzi, and make love. It was paradise, surrounded by all the trees, flowers, and wildlife. We'd watched as deer had come near the cabin the day before, actually close enough to see the doe and her fawn without having to strain. Bella and I had held our breaths as they came out to walk through the "backyard" together, the fawn prancing around its mother.

We woke to the sound of birds each morning, our bodies wrapped around one another, and went to bed each night only after a bath together in the clawfoot tub and one last round of sex. We'd always had a healthy sex life together, but it seemed like we couldn't get enough; we were insatiable.

Not that either of us was complaining...

I'd woken her earlier that morning with a kiss, told her to dress in layers after her shower, and then hurried outside with my cell phone. She'd had no idea what was going on, and she'd known it was pointless to ask, so she'd done as I'd asked her to and worn jeans, a T-shirt, a sweatshirt, and had a jacket, "just in case," she said.

As we drove onto the ferry, she finally figured out where we were going.

"We're going to San Juan Island?" she asked excitedly. Like Whidbey, that was another place she'd never been.

I grinned and nodded as I put the car in park and turned off the engine. "I figured we could do some shopping this morning, have a good lunch somewhere, and then there's a whale watching tour this afternoon if you're interested."

She threw herself across the seat as best she could, hugging me tight. "I would love that!"

"Good." I laughed. "Now, let's get out and go sit at one of the cafes up top. I dunno about you, but I need coffee."

It was going to be an hour's ride to San Juan Island, so we sat at one of the little tables provided and talked while we ate and watched the scenery go by. A few minutes into our trip, Bella spoke up.

"Alice asked me something last week," she said. At my raised eyebrow, she continued, "She asked if we'd thought about moving out of the apartment above the store."

"Oh?" I chuckled. "Emmett asked me the same thing. He said a house down the block from them came on the market and we should move in."

She laughed. "He'd be over all the time, wouldn't he?"

I nodded, rolling my eyes, knowing how crazy it would be to live that close to Emmett. "All the damn time." I was quiet a minute and then asked, "What'd you tell her?"

"Well," she hedged, "of course she didn't know about the wedding yet, so I said maybe after we got married. I mean, of course I'll wanna think about a house at some point. I know we've talked about having kids, but I'm not ready for that yet. Are, uh... Are you?"

I smiled and lifted her hand, which had been resting on my leg, to my mouth to press a kiss to her palm. "No, love, not yet. But a house..." I hummed, grinning. "That's something to consider."

My cell phone rang, and when I pulled it out of my pocket, I raised an eyebrow and said, "Sasha," before flipping it open and saying hello.

As I spoke to my assistant about a new music book delivery, I watched Bella, who had turned to watch the fantastic scenery pass by. I'd pulled the camera out of my sweatshirt pocket when we got out of the car, so she was taking the opportunity to snap some pictures.

Finally, the announcement came over the speakers to get back into our vehicle, so I took her hand, and we quickly made our way back to our car. On the way through the passenger area, she grabbed a few brochures about Friday Harbor.

Once in the car and waiting to unload, she flipped through the colorful pages, idly wondering aloud if she could find ideas on where she wanted to shop.

"Ooh, this place looks cute." She showed me a picture of Island Studios. "They sell 'Fine Arts and Crafts from the Artists of the San Juan Islands,'" she quoted. "That would be a neat place to look for some souvenirs."

"Then that's where we'll go," I said, smiling. "Does it say how to get there?"

~*~CIBD~*~

Bella had given me great directions on getting to Island Studios. The place was...eclectic. I saw paintings, photographs, and prints hanging on the walls and in racks, jewelry and glasswork on padded stands and shelves, pottery and books on bookshelves, and more.

"I wanna look at the jewelry," Bella said. "I think Alice, Rose, and your mom would love a pretty necklace or something."

Once at the jewelry, Bella gravitated immediately to a deep red glass pendant on a sterling silver chain; the red had black swirls through it. Bella promptly declared it perfect for Rose before moving on around to look at the rest. For my mom, she found a pendant of a bright mosaic of glass reminiscent of the Carnival of Venice that she thought my mom would love because it looked like stained glass.

"What about this for Alice?" I asked, pointing to one that caught my eye. "The layers of white ribbons of glass through the clear glass look almost like a crystal ball." I snorted. "She's always teasing about being a psychic. She should love that."

Bella agreed that it was perfect and then pointed out two she'd found that she liked for herself. One was a mixture of different shades of green on black, reminding me of a forest. The other was a mix of blues and greens, reminding me of the ocean.

"Which do you like better?" she asked, looking up at me.

"Why not get both?" I countered, shrugging. "They're both beautiful."

She shook her head. "No need to spend that much. I'll just get this one," she said, pointing to the "forest" one.

I knew somehow that I'd need to figure out a way to get Bella out to the car alone so I could buy the other as a surprise. Luckily, she was tugging me away to look at silk scarves, claiming a black one with bright red flowers on it was perfect for Angela.

"There's so much outside that I want to look at," she sighed, giving a wistful look to the door leading out to the garden sculptures and iron work. "I don't wanna buy any—they would be a pain to carry home, and we don't really have a place to put them—but the pictures in the brochure were pretty."

That's when I grabbed my chance. "Why don't you go look, and I'll take this stuff up and pay for them? You can meet me at the car when you're ready."

She wasted no time in agreeing, and with a kiss to my lips, she handed me the scarf.

I moved quickly up to the counter and grabbed the other necklace Bella had wanted, adding it to my pile at the register.

"Did you find everything?" the young woman behind the counter asked brightly.

I nodded. "Yes, thanks." Pointing to the gift for Bella, I asked, "Could you ring that up first, please? It's a gift for my wife, and I wanna hide it before she sees I've bought it."

The woman flashed a huge grin and picked up the box, keyed in the information to the register, and then handed it to me before beginning to add in the rest of our order.

I slid the single box into my sweatshirt pocket, out of Bella's view, just as she came around the corner.

"That stuff was great," she said, "but I'm hungry. Do we have time to eat before we go?"

"Yeah," I said, handing the young woman my credit card. "The tour I thought we'd take doesn't start until noon. We can grab lunch first."

"I'd suggest checking out the restaurant in the Friday Harbor House, down on West Street," the clerk said as she handed me the credit card slip to sign. "It's got great steak, salad, and seafood, and the prices aren't outrageous."

"Thanks," Bella told her, smiling. "That sounds good."

"Have a great time in Friday Harbor," the young woman called as we left the store.

~*~CIBD~*~

After a lunch of a lamb burger with wild nettle pesto and golden beet slaw for me and a roasted chicken salad with apple, walnuts, white cheddar, and mixed greens for Bella, we drove to the docks, where we parked in the designated area. Before we left the vehicle, I put our purchases in the trunk and grabbed the bag I'd stashed there. Bella looked at me in surprise.

"I figured out ahead of time what we'd need and made sure to bring it," I said proudly. I hadn't known for sure this is what we'd be doing this week, but I'd known it was a possibility.

"What's in it?" she asked, pulling her jacket on as we walked. The wind had kicked up a bit, so the air had a slight chill to it.

"Little bit of everything," I said. "Hats and sunglasses for both of us, sunscreen, a water bottle, and extra batteries and a memory card for the camera."

She laughed and teased, "Well, at least we're prepared!"

I poked her side and laughed as she squealed away from me.

Once we'd checked in—I'd made our reservations first thing early that morning—we settled on the deck of the boat, waiting for the rest of the passengers to board so we could take off on the three-hour tour. Hopefully, we wouldn't end up like Gilligan!

~*~*~CIBD~*~*~

Bella's POV

It was nearly seven o'clock when we finally pulled up at the cabin. We'd stopped at Front Street Grill to pick up dinner to eat here at our temporary home, and it smelled delicious from the back seat of the car.

We'd decided to share each course, so instead of sitting at the table to eat, we curled up on the floor in front of the fire. It really wasn't cold enough to warrant it, but since we'd both stripped out our clothes, the small fire we kept going was just enough to keep us warm.

Over the next thirty minutes, we fed each other bites of coconut prawns with a sweet chili dipping sauce, spicy seafood fettuccine with fresh fish, mussels, and prawns, and a sinfully good chocolate lava cake, which oozed perfectly when we cut through it.

"That was the best thing we've had to eat since we got here," I said, lying comfortably full on the floor on my side in front of Edward. He was spooning me from behind, so I turned my head to kiss him, just enjoying the warmth of the fire and being with my husband.

"Mmm," he agreed.

There was no need for words then, and we lay quietly, trading kisses and holding one another for a long time. Edward added more wood to the fire a few times, settling in beside me after each time. We were taking every moment of our honeymoon to just relax and be together. Edward was a romantic guy anyway, but he'd really stepped it up this week—dinner by the fire was just proof of that.

That wasn't to say everything was sweet and romantic in bed. We'd had sex on almost every surface of the cabin—from the huge tub, the deck, the dining room table, the kitchen counter, and the couch. Speaking of...

"I think want to skip the soak in the tub tonight," I said, turning around to face him and raising my eyebrow teasingly. "Is that okay?"

He grinned. "I think I'm okay with that..." He kissed me, trailing his fingers lightly down my back. "Do you wanna go on upstairs while I put out the fire?"

Then his fingers slipped through the wetness between my legs, and I realized there was no way I wanted to move from that spot.

"Or we could just light a bigger fire right here," I purred, tangling my fingers in his hair and drawing him down for a kiss.

~*~CIBD~*~

The fire had died completely by the time we lay side by side, panting, our sweat-slicked skin cooling without the flames.

"Come on, love," Edward said as he stood, holding his hand out for me. "Quick shower and then bed."

"But I'm not really sleepy," I said, confused, even as I took his hand.

He pulled me to him, one arm around my waist and the other hand on my ass, and said with a smirk, "Neither am I."

Then he winked before turning and making his way up the stairs, laughing as I hurried to follow him, enjoying the view all the way up.