DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM TWILIGHT. THEY ALL BELONG TO STEPHENIE MEYER.
EPOV
Getting onto the plane and strapping myself in, I began to relax. I was still waiting to wake up and still be in the hospital from before we moved to Forks, the memories of this dream taunting me into believing that it had been real. But after Bella and I had gotten comfortable, it began to sink in.
I was married.
I was eighteen and married to the most wonderous woman on the planet. She was the only thing I needed to get me through anything. I would never get her go.
But I had to.
At the end of the summer, she was being forced to leave. To go back to Arizona with her mother. I had asked Carlisle if there was any way to get around it, and even though he had tried his hardest to get around the custody arrangement, he had come up empty.
Every little thing he had tried had proven to be a dead end. I would have to say goodbye to her come the end of August. The only comfort I derived from that was the knowledge that she was mine forever. Not even Renee could split us up now. However she may try, we had gained permission from Charlie, and we had the marriage certificate to prove it, so that proved everything was legal and binding.
I shook my head, banishing all those thoughts of the end of the summer out of my mind, causing Bella to give me a strange look. I smiled at her and gave her a swift kiss which wiped the strange look off her face and replaced it with a goofy smile in an instant.
We unstrapped ourselves as soon as the seatbelt sign flashed off and I wrapped my arm around Bella's shoulder as she gazed out the window. I kissed the top of her head and she sighed, resting her head on my chest. I could sit like this forever and not get bored. Nothing that I did with Bella would be of no interest to me. Even if we were just sitting around doing nothing, the time I spent with Bella was precious to me and I wanted to remember every single momeny of it.
"Good evening," A voice called above my head softly. "Is there anything that I can get for you?"
I looked up to see an air hostess smiling down at me. I noticed that she didn't take any notice of Bella and that annoyed me. She seemed to completely disregard Bella's prescence at all.
I turned to look at Bella, making a point of kissing the top of her head to gain her attention. "Do you want anything love?" I asked and Bella lifted her head up to look at the hostess, shooting her a glare before considering the question. I chuckled at Bella's blatant performance of possessiveness over me.
"Um, some coffe would be nice." She asked, smiling sweetly, obviously enjoying aggravating the hostess.
I turned to look back at the hostess, who was now glaring at Bella. "Some coffee and an ice water please."
She turned back to look at me and smiled in what I guessed was supposed to be a seductive way. Or at least in her mind it must have been. Personally, I found it creepy. "Right away, sir." She batted her eyelashes at me before walking away.
"Skank." Bella muttered under her breath, resting her head back on my chest. I laughed at her response and she looked up at me. "What?"
"You're so cute when you're possessive." I told her, kissing the end of her nose gently.
"Well, you mine." She argued, wrapping her arms around my waist protectively. "You're my husband and I'm not sharing you with anybody."
"You know," I sighed. "I don't think I'm ever going to get used to hearing you say that."
"I don't think I'm ever going to get used to saying it." She mumbled, sighing into my chest again. This, I could do forever. And I would make sure that I did.
I sat there and gazed out of the window, running my hand gently through her hair. I could tell that she was tired. We had just had a long day, the best day of my life, but it was still long, and I didn't know how far away the hotel was from the airport. Even though I had lived in Chicago for most of my life, I didn't feel any need to know facts like that. I never thought that I would be staying in a place like the Plaza Hotel. It was something that had never crossed my mind.
I knew that we had a flight of around four hours ahead of us so she would be able to get a little sleep then, but I knew that she would be all the grumpier when she woke up. Not something I was looking forward to, but then again, maybe the thought of being in Chicago, on our honeymoon was something that would get her hopes up again.
"Your coffee and water, sir." The hostess was back with a tray that had a pot of coffee with a mug and a glass of ice water on it. She was smiling at me expectantly. I wasn't sure what she was after but I wanted to make sure that she didn't get the wrong idea.
"The coffee is for my wife thank you very much." I saw her expression darken when she heard the word "wife" come out of my mouth. She looked at Bella with an obvious scowl on her face and placed the tray on the small table in front of her.
"If you need anything else, don't hesitate to ask." She said, looking at me again. "Anything at all." She winked at me before she turned around. I was left feeling slightly more than freaked out.
"What is it with people nowadays?" Bella sounded annoyed now. "I mean you just made it blatantly obvious that you're married and she still tries it on."
"They could have better staff in first class don't you think." I stated looking back at Bella, who was now pouring herself a cup of coffee. I picked up my ice water and took a sip.
"You just get hit on by the creepy hostess too?" I looked to my right and saw a boy about my age sitting there, grinning at me. He had jet black hair and piercing blue eyes. I nodded and his grin widened. "Taylor." He held out his hand and I went against what my mind was screaming at me to do, and shook his hand not wanting to be rude.
"Edward." I smiled at him. "This is Bella." At the sound of her name, Bella turned around and smiled at Taylor, indicating that she would shake his hand if it wasn't for the coffee she was holding.
"Hi, Bella." He indicated a sleeping girl next to him, her head lying on his chest. "This is Brandi." He pointed towards the direction the hostess had gone. "Bit upfront isn't she?"
I nodded. "Even after I pretty much told her that I'm married, she still tries it on."
"Are you really married or was that just a ploy?" He raised his eyebrows at the two of us skeptically. "'Cause I mean, you both look, what? Eighteen?" We both held up our left hands and his gaze fell on the matching platinum bands that rested on our fingers. He let out a low whistle. "Wow, don't take this the wrong way, but you wouldn't be the first who's used that ploy."
"What, on her?" I pointed in the same direction he had a moment ago.
He shrugged. "I don't know. Probably." I laughed along with him, hearing Bella giggling beside me. Unfortunately, his laughter woke up the girl who was sleeping against him. "I'm sorry baby." He cooed, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. "Did I wake you up?"
"Yes." She mumbled, rubbing her eyes with the heel of her hand. "What are you laughing at?" She sounded a bit dazed and confused even though she couldn't have been asleep for more than half an hour at the most.
"The hostess." He said plainly and her expression darkened causing me to chuckle. I looked at Bella and saw that her expression had darkened to match Brandi's and I grinned at her reaction to the mention of the hostess.
I leaned over to Taylor and indicated the two girls. "You reckon we got some possessive girls?"
He looked between the two of them, grinning at what he saw and nodded. "Yeah, I think so." I could hear the laughter in his voice. "Wouldn't have them any other way though, would you?"
I shook my head. "Nope." I popped the "p" on the end, before I turned and kissed Bella gently on the cheek, drawing her out of her daydream, most probably imagining how best to destroy the hostess. "Hey," I whispered, gaining her attention. "There's no need to be like that. I married you and I love you, only you. You really think that a cheap air hostess can really compete with you?" She shrugged at smiled at me sheepishly. I responded by pressing my lips to hers in a lingering kiss. She relaxed slightly and smiled at me. "That give you your answer?" She nodded before pressing her lips to mine again, a little more forcefully than before. I chuckled at her enthusiasm before breaking the kiss. "I don't think that the rest of the plane wants to see our little PDA." She scowled at me before resting her head on my chest again.
I looked over at the other two and saw that Taylor was doing the exact same thing that I just had. I looked at him and he grinned as Brandi laid her head down on his chest.
"How come you're going to Chicago?" He asked, before kissing Brandi on the head.
"Honeymoon. You?"
"Visiting family." He sounded a bit depressed at having to do that.
"How come you sound so down at that?" I asked him, wondering how someone could feel down about visiting family. Unless, like Bella they're being forced to leave.
"I don't know." He rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand. "I just don't really get on with my family you know. It's kind of this reunion thing that we've got. You know, staying at a big hotel and all that. My aunt organises it every year, and she doesn't approve of Brandi because of the fact that we come from big money and she doesn't. I just don't get why she cares."
"I can imagine." I looked at Bella who had closed her eyes and was dozing peacefully on my chest. "Why should she care so much?"
"I don't know." He shrugged. "My parents absolutely love her. She's the only girlfriend I've ever had that's been interested in me rather than my money. And I just don't get what my aunts problem is, you know? She goes out of her way to single her out and I'm getting sick of it."
"Why don't you tell her that?" I asked him. I had seen this before. With my brothers. Some of the girls they had dated in the past made out like they wanted them for them, but in reality all they were after was the chance to spend some of the Cullen fortune. Thankfully, they had gotten rid of them before they had the chance to.
He shrugged. "I don't know. I think I might." He turned to look at me and smiled when he saw Bella sleeping on my chest. She had begun to mumble slightly so I knew she was asleep. "Is she really asleep or is she listening to our conversation."
"She's asleep." I kissed the top of her head and she smiled against my chest. "She's a sleep-talker so I know when she's asleep."
"She talking yet?" He sounded intrigued. I nodded. "What she said?"
"Nothing much, just mumbles. I'll wake her up before she says anything X-Rated though. As that is normally what comes out." I grinned at him and he laughed slightly, being careful not to wake Brandi up.
"Aw, come on, I wanna hear." I shook my head and he frowned. "Why not?"
"Because I don't think the rest of the plane wants to hear Bella's dreams. Especially when they have the content that they tend to." He seemed to get the message as his lips formed a slight "oh" shape and I chuckled.
"What hotel you staying in?" He asked, taking a sip of a soda that he had in front of him.
"The Crowne Plaza Hotel. You?" I saw his jaw drop.
"That's so weird." He looked dumbfounded. I raised my eyebrows, and he closed his mouth before continuing. "That's where we're staying. You know what room? They usually send that through to you beforehand."
"We have the top floor suite." I told him and his eyes went wide.
"So you're the ones who booked that suite." His eyes narrowed evilly. "My aunt always books that suite for when we're here. She's been trying to get them to rearrange it for the last two weeks, but they're not budging. It's been quite amusing actually."
"Really?" I couldn't help but laugh. I didn't even know the woman but I found it amusing.
Taylor and I sat there and talked for pretty much most of the flight. I found out that he was originally from Chicago, but had moved to Seattle a few years ago, due to his father's job. I discovered that he had two sisters and a brother, of which he was the youngest. He said that it was great because they had all moved out so he pretty much had the house to himself. He told me how he had met Brandi and I had found out that they had been together for almost two years.
In turn, I told him about how I had met Bella and everything that we had been through. I didn't include the fact that I had been in a clinic for eating disorders but I told him about the heart attack that I had suffered, going with the story that I had had a weak heart from birth and too much stress had caused it to go into overdrive. He seemed to buy it and noted that it was a sore subject for me, so he let it drop. I told him all about our engagement and our wedding. He seemed really interested and he told me how he knew that Brandi was the girl for him and that he was going to marry her. I couldn't help but smile at him as he looked at his girlfriend. I knew that was the same expression I wore when I looked at my wife.
That still sounded strange and wonderful at the same time.
Even though, in reality I had only known Taylor for a handful of hours, he was really easy to talk to, and I thought about how he was someone that I would like to get to know a bit better. He seemed like a fairly decent guy.
I nudged Bella awake as we started our descent and the seatbelt sign flashed at us. She scowled at me and told me that I had interrupted a "very nice" dream as she put it, with a wink and I felt a grin spread across my face. Looks like that's on the agenda for tonight, but then again, that's what a honeymoon is for after all.
"Hey, have you got transport when we land?" I asked Taylor and he shrugged as Brandi rubbed sleep out of her eyes in the same fashion as Bella.
"We'll probably just grab a cab to the hotel." He said, strapping himself in.
"Well, we've got a car picking us up at the other end, so if you want, you can ride with us." I offered.
"Are you sure?" He sounded skeptical.
"Yeah, there's no point in you getting a cab when we're going to the same place." I reasoned and he looked at Brandi, who shrugged and smiled at me gratefully, before he turned around and accepted my offer.
"You're too nice for your own good." Bella mumbled against my shoulder. She kissed my lower jaw gently and sighed.
She held onto my hand tightly as we touched down. I looked over and saw that she had her eyes shut tightly and her knuckles where white. I brought her knuckles to my lips and kissed each one of them gently. She relaxed slightly and opened her eyes.
"Not a fan of landings?" I asked and she shook her head, blushing furiously. I kissed her cheek and she smiled at me as we rolled to a stop.
We waited until we were told that we could disembark and then began to gather up our belongings. After getting off the plane we walked around and got all of our paperwork and everything checked. When we were waiting for our baggage, we met up with Taylor and Brandi again.
"Are you sure about this?" Taylor asked for the hundredth time. "I mean, we can get a cab if you want."
"How many times?" I sighed, looking at him, letting him know that there was no way I was letting him get a cab when we were going to the same place. I might have only just met him, but still, there was no point. "You're coming with us, unless you see someone standing there with your name on a board alright. What's the point of you getting a cab to the very hotel that we're going to? I mean, there's a chance that you'll even follow our car, so, you might as well."
He shrugged, resigning himself to the fact that he wasn't going to win.
After we collected our bags we walked around to the collections area of the airport.
"There." Bella said pointing towards a man that had a board saying Cullen on it. I smiled at her and we walked towards the man, who smiled at us. We gestured for Taylor and Brandi to follow us and they did, slowly, not really trusting that we were being genuine with them. I laughed as they gingerly placed their bags into the trunk. I explained to the driver that it would have been just Bella and myself, but we thought that as we were going to the same place we might as well give them a ride.
He didn't seem too put out by this and allowed them to ride with us. Well, seeing as he was hired to drive Bella and myself around for the next two weeks, he really didn't have a choice. Even so, I thought that it was best to say something first.
When we pulled up to the hotel, we saw that it was larger than I remembered. Maybe they'd added onto it in the last year or so, but I resigned myself to thinking that it was just because I didn't remember clearly.
When we walked into the reception, we were met by a woman making a bit of a scene about a room. Bella and I looked at each other and smirked, walking up to the desk. I looked at the woman and heard her complaining about the fact that she had been denied some room that she was after.
"Name, please." The man behind the desk asked me. His eyes flicked to Bella but he didn't do anything when he saw our intertwined hands on the desk.
"Cullen." I stated and he grinned, recognising the name.
"Ah, Mr. Cullen. You are booked into the Presidential Suite on the top floor." He registered our arrival and handed us our room keys along with a list of ammenities that the hotel provided and our booking details. "I hope you enjoy your stay at the Crowne Plaza Hotel."
"Thank you." I turned to walk towards the elevator but I found the woman that had been arguing at the desk standing in front of me glaring.
"So, the reason I can't have my usual suite is because it's been booked for two measly kids?" She scoffed in disbelief.
"Excuse me?" I asked her, not really believing what she was saying. "What did you just say?"
"That suite should be mine." She stepped towards me, but if she thought that she was going to get the suite because she was older than I was, then she had another thing coming. "I have that suite, for this week every year. They should have known that it's not to be booked out this week."
"Well, I'm sorry, but my father has paid a lot of money for this suite, so if you don't mind, I think that my wife and I are going to go and enjoy it." I told her with a smile. "Now if you don't mind."
I wrapped my arm around Bella's waist and we walked around the annoying woman. I smirked at the look of disbelief that was spread across her face. I would bet anything that she hadn't been spoken to like that before.
The hotel staff were already making their way upstairs with our bags as soon as they were aware of what room we were in, so we didn't have to worry about that.
Bella started to giggle as I swiped the room key across a scanner that allowed us into the elevator that took us up to the Presidential Suite. I think the elevator itself was larger than my bathroom at home. It was huge. If this was the size of the elevator up to the Presidential Suite, then I couldn't help but wonder about the size of the actual suite.
"You know, you putting that woman in her place, was so hot." She giggled, flushing a slight pink.
I raised my eyebrows at her and she giggled again. "Really?" The next thing I knew was she had pushed me up against the wall of the elevator and crushed her lips to mine. I felt her tongue flick against my bottom lip and I parted my lips before I instantaneously felt her tongue slide into my mouth, caressing mine in her own.
"You know," I mumbled or at least tried to against her lips. "They have CCTV in these things." She nodded, indicating that she knew, but didn't care.
The elevator dinged and we broke apart so that we could see the suite. Not that I really cared about the suite at the moment. I had a little problem, courtesy of Bella, that needed seeing to, so the exploration of the suite would have to wait until later on.
Without warning her, I picked her up bridal style and carried her into the suite. She squealed and kicked around for a moment, before she realised that I wasn't going to let her go. I noticed that our bags weren't in the main living area, so I reasoned that they were in the bedroom. I walked towards the only door there was, reasoning that it must be the bedroom, and I was glad to see that I was right.
Bella seemed to know what train of thought I was taking as she pressed her lips to mine in an intense kiss as I kicked the door closed. She didn't even wait until I had put her down on the bed before she had started to unbutton my shirt.
I eased my tongue into her mouth as I unbuttoned her shirt and slid it off her arms, whilst she did the same with mine.
I had never felt so right in a situation as I did making love to Bella for the first time as husband and wife.
Everything was perfect.
Well, they've had a good start to their honeymoon haven't they ;P
Now the question is, will they actually leave their suite at all?
Please review.
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