AN: I'm still hyper! Wheeeee!
And Noel, I want to tell you that drinking mocha frappes before watching Eclipse was EXACTLY MY PLAN!
I mean, come on, adrenaline, extra adrenaline from the excitement, Taylor Lautner shirtless, Bella kissing Jacob, WHY SHOULDN'T I DRINK CAFFEINE?
SIX MORE DAYS!
PS, for those of you in a different country and time zones, here in California, it is June 24.
Chapter 31
Kris
I woke up to Mozart playing softly in the background. The sheets were cold and the bed was hard. My left ring finger felt like it was encased in ice. I groaned and looked up.
My room was made of green cloth. I gasped and sat up, my mind reeling with images of last night.
Brady proposed to me. And I said yes.
And after about an hour of intense making out, I fell asleep in his warm arms.
So where was the wolf in question?
"Brady?" I asked pathetically.
The zipper of the tent went down, and Brady stuck his head in.
"You're up," he stated, smiling and pulling the zipper all the way down so he could get in.
"Baby, I'm cold," I complained, reaching for him.
"Come here, then," he said, taking me into his arms and settling me into his lap. His body heat was better than sitting next to a fire. Not only did our close proximity warm my body, but my whole soul was burning.
"I can't believe we're engaged," I whispered, smiling into his chest.
"Me neither. Actually, I was hoping this dream wouldn't end."
I looked up, giving him an amused look.
"So that's what last night was? A dream? Then please, whatever you do, don't pinch me."
"I won't if you don't," Brady murmured, catching my lips with his.
"Of course I wouldn't," I whispered, kissing him back.
Soon, my hands were tangled in his hair and his hands were at my waist, pulling me closer.
"Mmm, Kris..." Brady moaned.
"Brady," I smiled against his lips, kissing him again.
"No, Kris... Breakfast..."
I groaned and got off of him, falling on my butt on the cold, stone floor. I shivered. Brady picked me up off of the floor and cradled me like a baby.
He walked us outside, setting me down next to a small barbecue cooker. The coals were red and popping, cooking the sausages above them.
"They're perfect, now!" Brady laughed. "I thought we were so caught up in the tent these things would reduce to ash!"
I licked my lips and ate the sausages quickly when Brady handed me my plate.
"Jeez, Kris, you're that hungry?"
"I didn't eat much last night," I defended myself.
"Why not?"
"I had butterflies in my stomach. I instinctively knew something was going to happen."
Brady was silent for the rest of breakfast. When we were done, Brady took apart the cooker and folded the blanket.
"So," I began, "what are we going to do today?"
"We... are going cliff diving," Brady grinned.
"Cliff diving? Seriously?" I asked. I went cliff diving once before, but I never had a chance to again after Clara decided she wasn't doing it ever again.
"Yeah! Alice packed you a bathing suit, so there's no need to worry about ruining your beautiful dress..."
I looked down. Oh, shoot, did I fall asleep in this?
"Thanks," I mumbled.
"You're really pretty when you blush," Brady whispered, kissing me gently. "Now, come on, let's get ready!"
"Cliff diving!" I cheered. Brady reached into a bag and handed me a red swimsuit.
"A bikini? In these freezing temperatures?"
"Actually, the water should be warmer today, and the sun is coming out, see?"
Brady pointed at the sky, where the sun was indeed peering out from behind the clouds. I smiled.
"Now, get in the tent and change," Brady smiled as he pushed me toward the tent. "I want to see you in that bikini."
I turned to glare at him before going into the tent and pulling the zipper up.
The bikini actually covered some skin, which was good, but on the negative side, it showed a bit of cleavage. Brady will go nuts.
"Kris, you ready?" Brady asked form outside of the tent.
"Um, yes, physically, and no mentally?"
"What?"
"I feel exposed."
"All the more reason for me to come in, then," Brady teased. The zipper went down too quickly for me to react and Brady appraised me.
"Wow, Kris..." he breathed.
"Pick your jaw off the floor and take me cliff diving, Slick," I demanded, setting my lip in a pout.
"Don't do that," Brady winced, closing his eyes.
"Brady? What's wrong?"
"You're too hot for your own good," Brady smiled. "But I won't hold it against you."
"Oh, good," I said sarcastically.
...
"All the way from up here?"
"What, you afraid?"
I sent Brady a death glare and he grinned back.
"I'm gonna kill you," I growled.
"Don't forget, I love you," Brady teased. "Now, you'll need a running start and then push yourself off the edge. I'll be down below."
"Brady, no, no, no, NO-"
"Too late!" Brady laughed, free-falling off the edge of the cliff. He did a mid-air flip before hitting the water. I laid on my stomach and peered over the edge until Brady's head came up.
"You are the devil's spawn!" I yelled down at him. "You scared me!"
"Stop whining and come down here," he yelled back. "Are you afraid my impressive dive will over-shadow yours?"
"I'll show you impressive!"
I got up and walked six yards away from the edge. I silently thanked ten years' gymnastics training before running and taking a leap over the edge.
I pushed my body farther out, doing a twist within a flip (AN: What do you call those?) and hit the water torso first. I was under water for a few seconds, and then I swam up.
"Brady? Brady?" I looked wildly around the water. Oh, no, what happened to him?
"Brady!" I screamed. I paddled closer to the cliff. Nobody was there.
Suddenly, I was dragged underwater by massive, warm arms. I screamed. It was muffled when warm lips crushed mine. I resisted at first, bent on tearing Brady apart for scaring me, but I eventually caved. He swam us to the surface, and we were gasping for air.
"That was amazing," Brady gasped out.
"Amazing? You scared me to death!"
Brady laughed and pulled me to him.
"I'm very sorry. I thought it was funny."
I slapped him on the cheek. Then I pounded on his chest, punctuating every word as I spoke.
"Don't. Do. That. Again!" I yelled.
"That would've been excruciatingly painful if I wasn't partially immune to pain," Brady mumbled. "Come on, let's get to the shore."
I scrunched my nose. Sand and water should have never been mixed in the same environment.
"Let's go," I muttered. We paddled to shore, hand-in-hand, blissfully unaware of reality.
AN: I think this will be the last actual chapter. Next is the epilogue, with a sneak peek at Unpredictable!
I'm super excited! Are you?
I'm also mad. I was watching videos online and a behind-the-scenes video told me that they're planning on cutting out a lot of graphic scenes from Breaking Dawn! Including Renesmee's birth! If you all are really mad, let out your anger in a review. But no flaming the fanfiction, folks.
