Thank you so much to my reviewers (dreamngo4it9, imhislover22 & ajmefamily), I really appreciate your encouragement.
This is the biggest chapter yet, hope you enjoy : )
Just an FYI, the next one or two chapters will be about the previous relationship & the modern one...but don't forget Victoria has got her hate on and will be back.
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"I remember" I looked into his now familiar eyes
Edward smiled and kissed my lips, my forehead, "oh Isabella!" my cheek, "My Isabella" my nose, "Finally, you have come back to me."
"I can't believe this is real"
Edward smiled, "Love, I don't want to stop kissing you, but I have to, I can't take too much right now and we have to keep driving. We are going to have to take things slow; I never want to hurt you."
"You could never hurt me"
"I am so much stronger than you realize. You are like a soap bubble to me, I could so easily mean to reach out and touch you and break a bone instead, and not to mention the pull your blood has over me."
I reluctantly moved back into my seat and fastened my seatbelt, while Edward pulled away from the roadside, back onto the highway. He linked our hands together and used his thumb to caress my hand.
"Tell me, what do you remember, I want to hear it from you, to know that you do remember everything." He brought the back of my hand up to his mouth and kissed it.
"We grew up together, in Chicago. You were born in 1901 and I was born in 1902. Our mothers were friends, so we'd known each other since my birth. You were there the day my father left to fight in the Great War, I was 15 and you were 16, you were so mad you couldn't go with him."
"Daddy! Please don't go! Why do you have to go fight this stupid war!?!" I cried as I hugged him.
He kissed my cheek, "Isabella, I have to go, we have to defeat the bad guys. We can't let them win can we?"
"No" I sniffed.
"Isabella, your father is lucky, he gets to go and fight for our country! There isn't anything better a man can hope to do with this life than defend his family and country." He turned to my father, "Sir, I wish I could go with you. Soon hopefully I will be able to join you."
My father nodded at him. With that he kissed my mother and turned to leave. I ran out after him and watched him go. After he left my view, I sat on the front step of my house and cried.
"I cried for what felt like hours and you stayed with me the whole time." I smiled at him.
"How foolish I was to want to join that war. They had pumped the glory of war so fiercely at that time; I didn't feel like a man, because I was too young to go."
I smiled, "I'm glad you didn't because then we wouldn't have shared our first kiss..."
"Happy Sweet 16, Isabella! What are you going to do today?" My mom smiled.
"Edward wants to take me to the park."
"Oh that will be lovely dear, be sure to stay in an open area."
"Yes, mom" I laughed at her statement, like Edward was going to try and ruin my reputation after all these years, we are friends.
Just then Edward showed up with a picnic basket in hand.
"Happy Birthday Isabella" he smiled
"Thank you, Edward! So, we're off to the park?"
"Yes, love"
Love? He has never called me that before. I hooked my arm around his open, outstretched arm and we began to walk to the park.
"Let's sit right here, under this tree" Edward said as he opened the blanket for us to sit on.
"It seems like quite the occasion Edward! Thank you"
We sat down; I started into the basket to arrange the food and drinks inside. When I finished I noticed Edward was staring at me.
"Edward, what's wrong? Is something on my face?" I joked.
"Isabella, I don't know how to say this. Lately, my feelings for you have changed."
"Changed? Like you don't want to be my friend anymore?!" I was starting to get upset.
"No, nothing like that, I want to be your friend, but I also" he paused, "I also want to be something more."
"Something more? Edward, I don't und..."
He caught me off-guard and kissed me. It was soft, he just placed his lips on mine, I was so surprised, I didn't know what to do. I'd certainly never been kissed before. He slowly parted his lips and I followed what he did. His hand reached up to cup my cheek in his palm.
I pulled away, because I needed to breathe.
"I'm sorry, Isabella, I shouldn't have done that. I just couldn't help myself anymore."
I stared into his eyes, the eyes I'd known my entire life.
"Isabella, I love you. I think I always have, I just didn't realize it until recently. My mom was talking about the future and how I needed to find a wife soon and that you were going to be finding a husband soon, and my heart broke at the idea of not being near you, of you having some other man in your life. I want to be that man. I want to take care of you and protect you, have a family with you. My heart has always been yours Isabella."
"I was so surprised, but I knew I loved you too. I couldn't picture any other man in my life either."
Edward smiled, quickly looked at me, and then looked back to the road.
"Tell me what else you remember."
I smiled, "I remember you asking me to marry you."
"Edward! A letter from my father came today. Inside was another envelope addressed to you"
He smiled and took the envelope from my hands and kissed my cheek.
"I'll be right back love, I want to read this over and then I'll come back to you"
He kissed me chastely, as my mother was in the room, before he walked out.
Edward returned later that evening.
"May I take you on an after-dinner stroll?"
"Of course" I smiled.
We walked a few streets over until we were back at the tree, where we sat during my birthday picnic, when he first told me he loved me.
"Are you going to tell me, why my father wrote you a letter?"
"Well, that's part of why we are here my love. I wrote to your father and told him of my intentions for you."
"Oh, yes and what did my father say?"
Edward smiled, "That he suspected it would happen and that he was very happy and that he gives us our blessing."
"Blessing for what?"
Edward turned to face me and dropped down to one knee in front of me.
"Isabella, I love you more than any man ever loved a woman. Would you please do me the honour of becoming my bride?"
Instant tears sprang to my eyes. I knelt down with him.
"Yes! I love you Edward! Yes"
Edward brought my hand up to his mouth again and gently kissed it.
"That was one of the happiest days of my life."
"Mine too" My eyes teared up a bit at the memory
"We were so young"
"I was a man, I was turning still 17, but close to 18 and you had just turned 17"
I also remembered the night of the wedding.
My father's letter came shortly before we were told he had died in the war. My mother and I were heartbroken. Edward and his mother had been there for us throughout. My mother actually suggested that we get married in the fall. Edward and I were both reluctant, but she insisted. She said it was my father's letter; he would want to see us happy again. So, we started to plan for our wedding. It was small, but special.
That night was even better.
Edward and I entered the hotel room frantically. As soon as the door closed Edward and I practically jumped on each other, kissing, our tongues were engaged in a duelling match, both not able to taste enough of each other.
We continued to feverishly kiss as we started to take each other's clothes off. His tux jacket, bow and shirt disappeared along with my gloves and veil. I broke breathlessly away from the kiss.
"Edward you need to help me, I can't get these buttons undone."
I turned and Edward groaned at the amount of tiny buttons that fastened together my gown.
After he was finally able to get them all undone, he slowly slipped the dress off my body. I turned in his arms, only in my undergarments.
"Isabella, you are beautiful and you're mine" he smiled.
"As you are mine" I smiled too as I reached out to undo his pants, I grazed over a rather large bulge.
Edward sucked in a breath. I took it as a good thing, I let his pants drop to the floor and let my hand move more slowly up and down his erection. Edward kissed me with more force than he ever had before.
"Isabella, you...you should...ah...stop that now..."
"Am I not doing it right?" I asked confused, I could have sworn he was enjoying it.
"What I mean is if you don't stop, I'm going to go over the brink and I don't want to do that just yet my love."
With that he reached down and from behind my knees and holding my waist he cradled me against his chest and carried me to the bed. I started to kiss him again; I couldn't get enough of kissing him.
Edward gently placed me on the bed. He started kissing his way down from my lips, to my chin, my neck. He untied my corset I had on. My breasts were released and exposed for the first time in my life. Edward just stared at me and I began to become self-conscience.
"You are exquisite, Isabella."
I moaned loudly as he surprised me by taking my left peak in his mouth. He kissed it a few times, then his tongue ventured out and moved around before he suckled me. His hand was massaging my right breast. I had never felt anything like this before. A fire started to build in the center of my being, any nervousness I had, had earlier was gone. All I wanted to do was be with Edward. He moved and did the same thing to my right breast.
I reached down and began moving my hand around his extremely hard member. I was a little nervous about the size, I wasn't sure he would be able to fit. I started to push his undergarments off. He smiled his crooked smile at me and did the same to me.
We both stared at each other; I had never seen a nude man before. Edward was beautiful. Again he smiled his smile at me and came up to kiss me, our bodies were rubbing up against each other in delicious ways. I had never felt anything like this before, I needed him, now.
We continued to kiss as one of his hands made their way down the side of my body. It reached my core, I gasped as his fingers explored my slick lower lips. Our kiss broke as I arched my back and moaned in response to his finger's workings.
"Isabella" he panted, "I've been told the first time will hurt you a bit..."
I looked into his eyes, but I wasn't scared, "please tell me if I hurt you, I don't want to hurt you in any way."
I nodded; I didn't think I could form a coherent sentence.
We kept our eyes locked as he took his tip and rubbed it up and down the outside of me. Then slowly he entered me...
"Edward we only had such a short time to enjoy our marriage before we were ripped apart."
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