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BPOV
It was perfect.
Everything was absolutely perfect.
We sat in the park, in the same spot until the sun had gone down, and the city began to light up. I didn't want it to end, but sadly it had to.
That was the most perfect night of our honeymoon. And that was before we got back to the hotel room. I don't think I need to go into detail about what happened when we got back but it was so sweet and loving, so caring and tender. It was perfect.
And it was all down to one man.
Edward.
My husband.
And I don't think I could have found a more perfect husband if I had travelled up to heaven and picked out an angel to marry.
With what he'd been through I wouldn't have blamed him if he had been completely bitter and withdrawn, not giving a toss about anything in the world, other than his own misery. Even after coming out of the clinic. But he wasn't. He was kind and caring, he was loving and sweet, he put everyone else's comfort and happiness above his own and never said anything about it.
Sometimes I wished he wouldn't. But I could see in his eyes that it didn't matter how much I protested, he would always put me above himself. That was the way he was now that he was recovering. Something told me that he had always been like that. It had just gotten lost with all the pain.
So here we are. It's our last day in Chicago and even though he city held painful memories for him, I could tell that he didn't want to leave. Neither did I. Because being in Chicago, we were in our own little world. There were no responsibilities for either of us to face up to.
Going home meant going back to regular life. But my life would never be the same. Edward would always be an integral part of my existence.
Neither of us spoke about what we knew would be happening in a couple of weeks time. I didn't want to think about it. My only hope was that Charlie had managed to convince Renee that she was being ridiculous and that I had to stay in Forks. If she made me move, I was never going to forgive her. She thought that she was helping me by taking me away from Edward. What she had to realise, and what she would discover when I met up with her again was that she could never split us up. He was a part of me and I a part of him.
We were bound forever.
Even without marriage, we would be forever bound. The love I felt for Edward was epic. Hell, in my mind, it put Romeo and Juliet to shame, and seeing as they were practically my favourite romantic coupling ever, that was something that wasn't easily achieved.
Well, second favourite now.
We were silently packing up our luggage, getting ready for our flight back to Seattle. We didn't need to exchange anything to communicate. It was all there in our body langauge, in those sneak looks when the other wasn't looking. Yes, we were behaving like a couple of teenagers in the infatuation phase of their relationship, but we didn't care. It was just how we were with each other.
I was packing up the rest of the toiletries in the bathroom, that we wouldn't need the next morning, leaving out soaps, toothbrushes and toothpaste, and stuffing everything else into my little bag, when I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist.
"I don't want to go back to Forks." Edward moaned, placing his head on my shoulder.
"I know, love." I leaned my head back and rested it on his shoulder, turning to kiss his cheek gently. "But it's something we can't avoid. I don't think we'll be allowed to stay here indefinitely. Other than the fact, I know this place has to be costing a fortune."
"That's not a problem." He whispered in my ear, his breath sending a tingling sensation down my spine. He was always able to reduce my legs to rubber and turn me into a babbling fool without even trying. I hated him for it, but I wouldn't have it any other way.
"I know." I placed the bag down on the counter in front of me and turned in his arms, wrapping my arms around his neck. "But I think our families would miss and worry about us if we just didn't go home."
"I guess so." He sighed and gently placed his forehead to mine.
"Everything packed up?" I asked quietly closing my eyes, and inhaling his deliciously sweet scent.
"Mmhmmm." He mumbled nodding his head slightly. "What shall we do tonight?"
"I don't know." I opened my eyes and leaned my head back, taking in each and every one of his beautiful features. How he could think that he wasn't attractive was beyond me. To me, and to others around him, he was a God. A regular Adonis. Okay, so that was a contradiction in terms. There was nothing regular about my husband, but he was an Adonis. "Maybe we should stay in."
He pouted and shook his head. "Not a chance." He pulled me closer to him. "This is our last night in Chicago, and I am not spending it in a hotel room. Don't give me that look. I know what's going through your mind and we have plenty of time for that when we get home." Damn! He knew me too well. I knew exactly how I wanted to spend my last night in Chicago. "Oh, I know." He grinned at me and disappeared into the bedroom.
"What?" I grabbed the bag I had placed on the counter and followed him into the bedroom. He wasn't there. Looking around, I wandered into the main living room and saw he was on the phone. "Edward?" He looked at me and held up a finger. I looked at him skeptically as he finished his conversation.
"That's great. Thank you." He closed his phone and grinned at me as I walked over to him slowly.
"What was that?" I asked, my eyes narrowing.
"Nothing." He replied innocently.
"Edward." I stared into his eyes, and found they gave nothing away. "What. Was. That?"
"It's a surprise." He smirked knowingly at me and I scowled at him. "Don't start with that 'you know I don't like surprises' crap, because you know what? It's the last day of my honeymoon with my beautiful, amazing wife and I am going to surprise her and spoil her rotten and I really don't care what she has to say about it."
Well that shut me up! I really couldn't argue with that could I? Well, technically I could, but I wasn't going to. Mostly, because I couldn't think of a damned thing to say.
He kissed me on the forehead and grabbed his wallet off of the table.
"Where are you going?" I asked, getting slightly worried now.
"I've just got some things I need to pick up." He smiled at me. "Don't worry, I'll be back in a little while." He walked over to me and kissed me gently, running his fingers across my cheek before he turned and walked out of the door.
Should I be worried about what he has planned?
That at the moment was a loaded question.
I knew for a fact that Edward wouldn't hurt me, in any way at all, but he would go to the extreme in surprises and embarrass me. Not intentionally of course, but any kind of surprise embarrassed me.
I wandered around the suite, wondering what to do with myself as I waited for Edward to get back. I sat down on the couch in our bedroom and picked up a book that I had snuck past Alice, just in case Edward did go out. I had been reading it for about half an hour when my phone went off and I saw I had a text from Edward.
Hop in the shower and be ready to go in an hour.
My Love
E x
That boy could be so cryptic sometimes, but I decided to indulge him, so I grabbed a towel and my bathrobe, that was supplied by the hotel and grabbed the bag of toiletries that I had packed away. Hopping in the shower, I found myself wondering what Edward could have planned for this evening. It was going to have to be good to top our night in the park.
After I have washed my hair thoroughly and scrubbed every single inch of my I could find I hopped out of the shower and dried myself down with the towel. I grabbed the hairdryer that was in built into the wall and attacked my hair with it. I knew I should have done but I couldn't be bothered doing anything with it. If I had my way it would only end up getting ruined by the end of the night anyway. And I was sure as hell getting my way.
I decided to do my make-up before I left the bathroom, taking full advantage of the use of the bathroom while I could. I applied a small amount of powder, and a slight amount of eyeliner, just enough to make my eyes pop. I added a small amount of nude lipgloss to my lips and zipped my make-up bag up. Edward preferred it when I went more natural. He wasn't a fan of make-up, saying he preferred to see my skin unmarred by uneccessary cosmetics. He always knew what to do and say to make me feel like a goddess.
I grabbed my make-up bag, leaving the toiletries in there in case Edward wanted a quick shower before we left.
I opened the door to find him sitting on the bed, seemingly waiting for me to return. He stood up and walked over to me, making me feel a million dollars even though I was still only in my bathrobe.
He leaned down and pressed his lips gently to mine and smile.
"Do I get to find out what this surprise is yet?" I asked hopefully.
He shook his head, grinning at me. "Nope." He said popping the "p". "But I do have a smaller surprise for you on the bed." He pointed behind him and kissed my forehead gently, before disappearing into the bathroom.
I walked over to the bed and found two boxes sitting on his side. I really didn't like surprises or presents and he knew this, but in the end my curiosity won control and I opened the larger of the two boxes.
I couldn't control the gasp at what I found in there.
It was a dress.
I lifted it out to find that it was a beautiful blue tulip dress. It had a plunging neckline that fed down into an empire line. It criss-crossed at the back and fell to, what I was guessing was about mid-thigh. It was beautiful. And of course it was in the shade of blue Edward liked to call "Bella-Blue". It was his favourite colour on me and I couldn't help but smile.
Grinning like the fool I was, I slipped on some lingerie I had snuck off to buy when Edward wasn't around. Thinking it over, and doing something completely out of character, I discarded the panties, giving Edward something to look forward to when we got back to the hotel and slipped the dress on. Doing something like this was so unlike me, but I wanted to give Edward something a little back for the dress.
I opened the second box and found that it was a pair of shoes. Thankfully they weren't deathtraps like the ones that Alice would have had me wear. They were satin, in the same shade of blue as the dress, with a heel of about an inch.
I slipped them on just as Edward walked out of the bathroom, already dressed in a deep blue button down shirt and black dress pants. His hair was in its normal disarray, and slightly darker than normal, considering it was still wet.
I stood up and walked over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing my lips to his.
"Thank you." I whispered and he grinned at me.
Tonight was going to be perfect.
EPOV
I wasn't sure how she was going to react to the dress and shoes. I knew she didn't like surprises but I figured, it's the last night of our honeymoon, she can't really hold anything against me. Can she?
Getting back to the hotel I placed the boxes on the bed and waited for her to finish whatever it was she was doing in the shower. What girls did in there I had no idea. Whatever it was, it took them forever. I had learned a long time ago, not to ask.
When she walked out of the bathroom, she may have been wearing her bathrobe, but she was still as sexy as hell and I had to get in the shower as quickly as possible, before all of my plans for the evening were completely disregarded.
I jumped in the shower and washed myself down quickly, not wanting to waste any time.
I hopped out of the shower and towelled myself down, grabbing the shirt and pants that I had brought in with me. I hoped she liked the dress. The assistant in the shop I went into was extremely helpful when helping me pick it out. She thought that it was sweet and endearing what I was doing. She had been flirting with me until I told her it was for my wife, and she had spotted the ring glinting on my finger. She smiled at me in a way that said "oh well, you win some, you lose some." I couldn't help wishing that some people from my past would get that kind of attitude.
All I had to tell her was what colour I wanted it in, and she asked me some things about Bella, appearently gauging what type of dress she would like from her personality in accordance to the answers I gave.
Why girls liked shopping so much, I'll never know.
She did the same with the shoes, and had originally pulled out a pair of six inch things that Bella would have definitely broken her neck, ankle or possibly both in. Those were discarded quickly, for another pair of smaller heels. Those were the ones I went for. I just hoped she liked them.
I opened the door to see her sitting on the bed, doing up her shoes. She looked phenomenal. It was all I could do not to forget about everything I had planned for this evening and go with her plan of staying in.
She walked over to me and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down to meet her in a tender kiss. "Thank you." She whispered in my ear and me being the idiot I was, couldn't do anything but grin. How the hell did she have this effect on me? Oh well, I wasn't complaining.
"Come on," I whispered, taking her hands in mine grabbing both of our jackets and leading her into the elevator that would lead us out of the hotel.
Getting outside, she went to walk to the taxi rank, but I held her hand tightly.
"What is it?" She asked, looking at me confused.
I shook my head at her. "We're not getting a cab tonight, love." I looked up as our car arrived. She turned around and her jaw dropped when she saw the limo pulling up beside us. She turned back to look at me a small, playful scowl on her face as the driver stepped out of the car and opened the door, gesturing for us to climb in.
"You are ……" I cut her off with a kiss.
"Get in." I mumbled, pulling her towards the limo. I waited for her to get in before climbing into the car myself.
"This is …… too much, Edward." She whispered as I sat down next to her and the door closed.
"Nothing is too much for you, my love." I whispered back wrapping my arms around her and pulling her close to my chest. She sighed and gazed out of the window.
I heard her giggling as she gazed out of the window and I looked down at her. "It's amusing watching people outside." She giggled. "They see the limo and obviously think that some sort of celebrity is around."
I couldn't help but chuckle as I looked out the window. It was true. As soon as people saw the limo, they immediately squinted, obviously trying to see who was inside. I couldn't help but laugh at some people's idiocy.
I guess what they say is true: A person is smart. People are brainless.
At least that's what Carlisle told me anyway. When he had become so cynical I didn't know. I'd always thought that was my job, but oh well.
We pulled over and stopped outside the same park that I had brought Bella to earlier on in our honeymoon. She looked out the window and I saw her eyes light up as she turned to smile at me. She loved this park now. It had become our spot in Chicago.
Tonight there was an orchestral band playing tonight. It was something I knew Bella would love, as she loved the classics as much as I did. I had learned that they were playing a mixture of classical and impressionist works. It was something I hoped she would enjoy.
"Edward, this is beautiful." She mumbled, resting her head on my shoulder.
The whole park had been transformed. A gazebo had been set up for the band to play on and there were fairy lights and lamps everywhere, giving the park a sort of wonderland feel.
We walked over to where they were playing, seeing as we were slightly late. The band had just struck up playing an orchestral version of Moonlight Sonata. It sounded beautiful, and as I looked down at Bella I saw that her eyes were alive in wonderment. She was completely enraptured.
I looked back to the band and continued to listen to the performance. At least I did until I felt Bella's hand snake its way around my neck.
I looked at her and she pulled me down, crashing her lips to mine. We we pulled away I saw that her eyes were shining with more than just excitement. What was she planning?
"Let's go sit." She whispered in my ear, her warm breath starting something quite inappropriate. All I could do was nod as we walked over to a large tree and sat down on our jackets that I placed on the ground.
She sat in between my legs and sighed gently as she closed her eyes and rested her head on my shoulder. I closed my eyes and rested my head on top of mine, smiling as I did so. I could hear the soft melodies playing around us and nothing in this world could have snapped me out of my dreamlike state.
Or so I thought.
To say that I was mildly surprised when I felt Bella's lips sucking and tugging on my earlobe, and her hand snake its way down in between my legs would be an understatement. My eyes snapped open and I saw her grinning at me, her eyes filled with lust.
Where had this Bella come from?
As she continued her assault on my throat I felt myself becoming hard, to the point of pain and I felt her grin as she pressed hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses on my throat, sucking and nipping as she went.
"Now, love." I managed to choke out. "Don't start something you can't finish."
"Who says I can't finish it?" She mumbled against my throat. "No one can see us." I looked around, and realised that I hadn't even noticed that we were concealed from the rest of the park. How had I not noticed that before? More importantly, Bella was going to use that to her advantage. "See?" She pulled away from me and turned around so that she was facing me. "So stop worrying." All I could do was whimper as she placed her hands on my shoulders and pushed me back so I was lying flat out on the ground.
She was serious.
I mean, I know we'd done it outside before, but that was when we were alone. Not when we could easily be overheard by a couple of hundred people.
She placed a leg either side of my hips so that she was straddling me and crashed her lips to mine. Whatever this Bella had done with my wife, she could do it more often. I could definitely get used to this Bella.
I couldn't help the moan that escaped my throat as she began to unbutton my shirt and pressed hot open-mouthed kisses up and down my chest, licking her way along my collarbone as she went.
I ran my hands up her thighs and underneath her dress, needing to be inside her now. I got a mild surprise when I found that there was nothing underneath her dress.
"Bella!" I scolded playfully and she smiled at me, sneakily. Whether or not she had been planning this I didn't know, but I wasn't complaining. Just one less thing to get rid of, I guess.
As she pressed her lips to mine again, I felt her hands run down my chest and unbutton my pants. She pushed my pants and underwear down, freeing me from the confines of the material. She grinned at me, before attacking my lips with hers before sliding onto me. I moaned into her mouth at the contact. Even though we had made love practically every night since we had arrived in Chicago, there was something different about this. Maybe it was because we were outside and there was a high risk of getting caught. Whatever it was, I didn't know, but I was sure as hell enjoying it.
She pulled back as she began to move on top of me, smiling at me, her eyes filled with the same lust and longing I was sure was shining from my own. I could feel that familiar coil of pleasure winding tighter and tighter waiting to let loose as she moved on top of me. I pulled her closer to me and began running kisses up and down her neck, savouring the taste of her on my lips and tongue.
I could feel her tensing around me which meant the was close to the release that was threatening to explode from me at the same time. She began to move harder and faster on top of me and I had a difficult time not shouting out in pleasure as she did so. I could see that she was having as difficult a time as I was, as she neared her climax.
After a few more moments, I felt her tense around me completely as she slammed her lips to mine, earning a gutteral moan from me as I exploded into her. I was thankful that she crushed her lips to mine when she did because I don't think I could have held in the deep cry of ecstasy that would have come from me as I rode out my orgasm alongisde her.
She looked me in the eyes, her deep chocolate orbs still filled with lust as she slowly slid off of me.
"That, um …… wasn't planned." She whispered, pulling her dress down as I pulled my pants back up and fastened the button, missing the feeling of her surrounding me.
"No," I pressed my lips to hers as she lay down next to me. "But it was fucking good."
"Damn straight." She mumbled against my lips running her hand up and down my chest, before slowly buttoning up my shirt. "What else have you got planned? Or was this it?"
"Um, no." I shook my head. "I was planning on a meal, but I don't think I'm hungry for food anymore."
She grinned at me, slyly, her eyes shining as she sat up. "Well, why don't we go and get some food and then see where that takes us."
"I already where it's going to take us." I mumbled, pulling her back down and enveloping her lips in my own in a passionate kiss.
"Easy there tiger." She giggled, standing up and fixing her dress. "Come on." I stood up next to her and wrapped my arm around her before leaning down to pick up our jackets.
I couldn't help the huge grin that spread across my face as Bella and I walked out of the park hand in hand. This park was definitely special to us now. And the reasons why would stay between the two of us. No one else.
We climbed into the limo that had been waiting for us and I wrapped my arms around her as we drove to the resturant. I didn't want to go anywhere that was too extravagant, as I knew that Bella wouldn't be happy if we did. She hated people spending money on her, however much it was.
We pulled up to the resturant Angelina Ristorante and stepped out onto the street. Walking into the resturant, we found that it was warm and inviting. I had heard that the food here was first-class and I wanted Bella to enjoy every moment.
"Two under Cullen." I said as we approached the hostess. She looked me up and down, giving me a sly smile and completely ignoring Bella.
"Follow me." She said in what I suspected was meant to be a seductive voice as she turned around and walked ahead of us. I didn't know what was up with her, but I knew that a girl or woman's hips were not meant to sway that much. Whatever she was attempting to offer couldn't compare to the woman in my arms. In any way. She led us to a table in the back of the resturant and I pulled out Bella's chair, letting her sit down first. "You waiter will be out in a moment."
We thanked her before she left, still walking in the same way as before. I shook my head lightly and Bella giggled.
"What?" I asked, smiling at her.
"The word 'desperate' comes to mind." She giggled.
"Bella!" Seriously! Where had this new Bella come from? Had someone abducted my wife and replaced her with someone else while I was out earlier? It sure seemed like it. "Don't say that."
"Why not? I mean, the way she was looking at you, even though it's obvious you're taken." She shrugged her shoulders, smiling at me again. She knew she could get me with that smile, and she used it whenever she felt the need.
"Good evening, my name is Jason. I'll be your server this evening." I looked up at the waiter to see that his eyes were glued on Bella. I felt a pang in my chest and Bella giggled, looking at me. "Is there anything I can get for you?"
"I'll have a coke." She replied, gently rubbing the back of my hand with her fingers, her eyes never leaving mine. "What'll you have baby?"
"Make that two." I ordered, smiling at Bella. He didn't seem to get the message so I looked up at him, raising my eyebrows. He tore his eyes away from Bella and scurried off, which caused Bella to giggle even more. "What?"
"Jealous are we?" She giggled. "May I remind you it was you I was fucking in a park not half an hour ago." She added, gently running her foot up the inside of my calf, making my eyes go wide. She had discarded her shoe and was now making tiny patterns on the inside of my knee with her toes.
"What is with you tonight?" I asked her, smiling at her mischievous expression.
She shrugged, playing with the breadsticks on our table. "Is it wrong of me, to want to entertain my husband?" She asked innocently, batting her eyelashes at me.
"No, but I think it would be better received if it was in less public places." I pointed out and she scowled playfully at me.
"Now where's the fun in that?" She asked, her foot running up the inside of my thigh.
I had remind myself to say composed as our waiter came back with our drinks. He was gazing at Bella, completely oblivious to what she was doing to me underneath the table. She smirked at me as we ordered our meals, knowing exactly what she was doing. Who knew she had it in her?
She didn't relent on her assault on me underneath the table until it was time to leave. I thought that by the time we left, I was going to explode. How I managed to hide it as we left the resturant and climbed into the limo I had no idea.
"You. Are. In. Trouble. " I scolded her as we began moving. Thank God you can't hear anything from the front of the car. I thought gratefully.
"Oh, am I?" She giggled, pressing her lips to mine. Her hand snaked its way down between my legs, rubbing me through my pants. I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my lips as she did this. This girl was seriously trying to kill me. "Am I really?"
"Fuck yes!" I growled… that's right … growled at her, pulling her closer to me. She giggled and continued to rub me through my pants as my hand slid up her thigh and found her wet centre. She let out a soft gasp as I gently massaged her most sensitive spot.
All too soon, the car pulled over and we were back at the hotel. We climbed out of the car, not needing to pay him as that had all been paid for by card over the phone when I had booked it earlier on in the day. We said thank you to the driver and practically ran through the lobby and into the elevator that would take us up to our suite. I didn't wait until we got up there, before attacking her lips with mine.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs snaked their way around my waist. Thank fuck we didn't have to walk down a corridor before reaching our room. At this rate I don't think I would have gotten there.
I heard the elevator ding as the doors opened and I walked slowly, still supporting Bella, holding her close to me, our lips still moving in complete synchronicity into the bedroom.
I laid her down on the bed and before I knew what was happening all clothes had disappeared and I was inside of her again. This was not lovemaking. This was sex, plain and simple. This was based on pure need and lust and it's what we both wanted right now.
All I can say, is this was most definitely the best night of our honeymoon.
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BPOV
Last night was incredible.
Don't ask me where all the courage came from last night, because I sure as hell don't know. It was as though, someone had dropped a veil over the smart side of my brain and was pushing the hormonal side out. What can I say, I enjoyed it. And so it would seem, did Edward.
I was sad that we had to leave Chicago. I didn't want to go back to Forks.
I wanted this to continue.
I wanted more nights like last night. And those surely weren't going to happen in Forks.
Nevertheless, we had to get up to catch our flight. I rolled over and gazed at my gorgeous husband for a moment, before pressing my lips to his gently. My own personal method of waking him up. I felt him smile underneath my kiss and I pulled away.
He grabbed me and pulled me closer to him. I relished the feeling of his naked body pressed against mine. Even this early in the morning.
I pressed a kiss to his shoulder and pushed myself away from him gently. "Come on, tiger. We've got to get up now."
"Why?" He moaned, burying his head into the pillow, not letting me go.
"Because we have a flight to catch." I giggled. He was like a child sometimes, but I couldn't help but love him. I had thought that I had problems waking up in the morning. Hell, they were nothing compared to Edward's. He loathed the morning more than I did. "Come on."
"No." He wiggled his head underneath the pillow, effectively hiding his face. I wriggled free and got out of bed, grabbing my bathrobe off of the hook on the door before turning back to face him. He hadn't moved.
"Edward!" I scolded him. No response. I sighed. "Edward Anthony Masen Cullen!"
"I'm up!" His head shot out from underneath the pillow. "I'm up!" I shook my head at him as he flopped back down on the bed. Using his full name was the only thing anyone could do to get him to pay real attention to them. I don't know why. It was the same with the rest of the Cullen kids as well.
Of course I used his full name in another context entirely, but we're not going to go into that just now.
I walked around the bedroom, picking up the discarded clothes from the night before, smiling as I did so. Edward sat up and was rubbing the sleep from his eyes, gazing at me intently as I did so. He smirked at me, obviously remembering last night as well.
"Come on." It felt like I was getting a child ready for school. But then again, I did have plans for that to happen, so I might as well get in all the practise I can right now.
He got out of bed and threw his robe on as well, walking up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. "Do we have to go back to Forks?"
I nodded. "I remember you said something along the same lines as that yesterday." I turned around and pressed my lips to his before unwrapping his arms from my waist and throwing some clothes at him. "Come on, we have to check-out in half an hour."
I looked at my watch and saw that it was 12:30PM. We had to check out at 1PM, so we did indeed have half an hour to check out. Thankfully our flight was at two, so we could grab a cab and get there on time.
He mumbled something, but still got dressed anyway. Neither of us bothered with showers as we knew that we would just end up smelling like airplane when we got back anyway. I got dressed and we packed up the rest of our belongings into our cases. We called for a bus boy to come and get our bags and a few minutes later we were in the elevator on the way down.
Remembering our first journey in this elevator I pushed Edward into the corner and crashed my lips to his. When we pulled apart, he was grinning furiously at me. I rubbed the end of his nose with mine gently, smiling as furiously as he was, before the elevator doors opened and the busboy met us at the front desk. We handed over our room keys and Edward confirmed that the bill would be paid at the end of the week before we left.
We hailed a cab and piled our suitcases into it. I was sad to say goodbye to the hotel. It held a lot of good memories for me. I hoped that we would be able to come back at some point. Recreate a couple of them.
We reached the aiport and had to wait around a while after checking in and having our baggage taken.
As Edward and I reached the gate where we had to wait to board I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a deep and passionate kiss. He seemed eager to reciprocate and he intensified the kiss.
"Boarding call. Flight 429 to Port Seattle is now boarding. Flight 429 to Seattle is now boarding."
"That's us love." Edward whispered in my ear as we pulled apart. If I could have I would have destroyed that damned speaker. "Come on." He could see the scowl forming on my face as he kissed the end of my nose. I felt my face relaxing into a smile as we boarded the plane.
As I settled back into the seat, I leaned my head on Edward's shoulder as he strapped himself in. I was sat there hoping that I wouldn't be sat next to some old man who smelled like onions, but then again, this was first class so I doubted it.
As it turned out, no one sat next to me, which left me free to slip off my shoes and rest my feet on the seat. As soon as the seatbelt sign flashed off I wriggled round, resting me feet on the seat and I placed my head in Edward's lap. He smiled down at me, as he began running his hand through my hair. I picked up the book that I had snuck on our honeymoon and started reading. I glanced up to see that Edward had his eyes closed and a small smile playing on his lips.
I didn't even realise how much time had passed before I heard the pilot calling through, requesting everyone prepare for landing. I looked out the window and saw that it was dreary and raining. Not that I should be surprised.
"Edward." I called lightly, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Edward, love, we're in Seattle." He opened his eyes and blinked at me a few times.
We buckled ourselves, in packing away everything we'd gotten out over the course of the flight, before we landed.
Getting off the plane, it wasn't really cold at all, it was just raining, but then again, we couldn't really expect anything else from the Pacific Northwest could we?
Thankfully, we didn't have to wait for long for our connecting flight to Port Angeles. A little under half an hour. Within no time, we were on the little plane that would take us into the tiny airport in Port Angeles, where Carlisle and Esme would be waiting to pick us up. Even though I didn't want to come back from Chicago, I did miss the people here over the last two weeks.
Just as planned, as soon as we collected our luggage and walked out of the airport we saw Carlisle's black Mercedes, both Carlisle and Esme leaning against it waiting for us. As soon as they saw us, the smiles that adorned their faces were priceless. They both pushed themselves off of the car and quickly walked towards us.
"Oh, Bella." Esme crooned as she pulled me into a hug. "I hope you had a good time."
"That we did." I grinned at her as she pulled back from me and enveloped Edward into a huge hug. I saw him tense up slightly, but other than that he was perfectly fine. Maybe Derek had been wrong about him not getting over his fear of human contact. I hugged Carlisle and he grabbed my bags, throwing them into the trunk of the Mercedes.
"So, how was Chicago?" Carlisle asked and Edward and I looked at each other before launching into a mild telling of our time in Chicago. I didn't think Carlisle and Esme would appreciate knowing everything that happened whilst we were there, though I knew that their children wouldn't be as forgiving.
We talked for pretty much the whole hour about where we went, what we did and such and I knew that Edward wanted to talk to Carlisle in private about the day he went to see his parents. He wanted to know what could be done about the nightmares he was having, though they had become less frequent over the second week, I could see that they were bothering him.
We turned into the Cullens' extensive driveway after about an hour, and I looked around confused. I would have thought that we would be going to the house that Carlisle and Esme had had built for us. I still couldn't believe that they had done that for us. It was too much, but if I knew the Cullens' as well as I thought I did, there was no point in arguing.
"Alice and the others would skin us alive if they knew that you were back and we hadn't brought you round first." I nodded my head in understanding. Of course it was Alice. It was always Alice.
We rolled up to the house and Edward and Carlisle got out of the car, opening the doors for Esme and myself. Now I know where he gets that from. I thought climbing out of the car.
As soon as we were inside the door, all I saw was a streak of black in front of me before I was being crushed by the worlds tiniest weightlifter.
"Alice, let her go." Esme scolded and Alice let me go, jumping on her brother instead. He was getting better with contact. Something I was happy about. He needed to get over that particular barrier.
"Hey, you two." Emmett called grinning at the two of us. "Have a good time?" He wiggled his eyebrows at us suggestively, before Rosalie smacked him upside the head. That boy couldn't be subtle if he tried to.
I grabbed Edward's hand and we all made our way through to the living room, where we were bombarded with questions ranging from "how was the flight?" from Esme, to "how many times?" from Emmmett. Needless to say, we ignored all of Emmett's questions, about which he was extremely put out.
Just then the doorbell rang, and I leapt up to get it, thankful for the excuse of escape from my family's questions. My family. My family. I smiled to myself as I walked to the door. Yes, I had considered them my family before I married Edward, but now they really were my family.
I opened the door to the last person I expected to see standing there. And that is not a cliché line. I really didn't expect them there.
"Mom?"
I thought I'd throw in a little HornyEdward and SneakyBella. :D
I thought they needed to drop all inhibitions and just let go for once. And it worked heehee.
