A/N: Writing again! Warning: Limey!

BPOV

(A few days later)

Alice paced back and forth screaming into the phone while Rose sat beside me, staring at her laptop in deep concentration, her thin rimmed square glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose. I know it didn't sound like her but Rose did wear glasses went she reads; according to Emmett, her glasses on means that Rose is in serious mode. Hey, it is true to some extent because the only time she did where them we're when she felt she needed to see every little detail, every other time she wore contacts. Austin gurgled and watched his pixie aunt pace back and forth.

"Didn't you hear me the first time...No, that will not work…Well that's not my problem…I'm sorry but the customer comes first and this customer isn't very happy…Just do it…If you don't I'll just find someone else to…That's what I thought…We'll finish the arrangement tomorrow then," and with that she hung up the phone, grinning to herself satisfied.

"Never mess with the pixie," Emmett commented entering the room, his hair dishevelled. It was quite obvious he'd just woken up.

"Ain't that the truth," Alice beamed, nodding as I laughed.

Emmett walked over to Rose, pouting. "Rosie…"

"No right now Em," she said not looking at him. "I'm busy."

He pouted more. "So busy you can't even give your awesome husband that loves you very much a kiss?"

Rose rolled her eyes and kissed his forehead, still typing. "There." Before he could complain again, she interrupted him. "Emmett, don't you see the glasses on?"

He huffed and took Austin who was giggling happily. "Let's go, Aussie. We can go watch some wrestling."

Austin grinned and did a fist pump in the air. Alice then ran off, saying something about needing to talk to Esme, cell in hand.

I rolled my eyes. He's making more of himself. As if one Emmett wasn't enough.

I turned to her. "Rose?"

"Yeah Bells?" she answered, not looking at me.

I bit my lip and blushed a deep shade of red. "I…Um...I-Is it weird that Edward and I haven't…shown our love for each other?"

She smiled a bit. "But you do. Every time you two are together you guys hold hands and he kisses your hand. He's in love with you Bell."

I sighed. She didn't get it. "Um…I mean like…intimately, Rose…"

I saw the light switch flicker off in her head and she quickly turned to look at me. "Oh my goodness, you two haven't?"

I shook my head, looking at my hands.

"Do you want to?"

I nodded silently.

She smiled. "If you do, and I'm pretty sure he wants to as well, you can take try seducing him." She got a sinister glint in her eye.

I bit my lip harder and looked back at her. "I don't know how to do that exactly, Rose."

She laughed and patted my knee. "I know what will do the trick."

We went upstairs and she went to her and Emmett's room. She began sifting through a rack in her walk in closet. She smiled and turned it to me and when she did my eyes nearly fell out of my eye sockets. It was a silk dress that would probably come to my top thigh, lace trimming the ends. It had spaghetti straps and revealed a bit of the back and the sweetheart lining added more attention to the bust. She handed it to me after stuffing it neatly into a bag.

"Um…Rose?" I asked blushing at the bag itself.

"Don't worry, it will work. 100% full proof. He won't be able to deny you."

I nodded, still tomato red. "Thanks Rose."

She smiled and nodded before heading back downstairs and resuming her work.

Alice came and sat beside me, her face splitting smile widening, apparently ignorant to the red still staining my cheeks. "So the catering's arranged. Rose's working on ordering the décor and making the invitations. The cake, dresses and tuxes have been bought, ironed and dry-cleaned. My mom already decided to the furniture —arches and such—so I think we're all set." She pulled out a clipboard and looked at it. "So I'm the maid of honour, Rose and Angela the bridesmaids and the boys accordingly. Anthony'll be the ring bearer, Ella and Lizzy the flower girls. And I think that's about it." She clicked something on her ear—apparently her Bluetooth— and began to talk to the florist.

I sighed and sunk back into the couch, playing with my locket. My birthday was earlier on that week and it was truly the best birthday I'd ever had in my life. Edward gave me that beautiful locket at exactly 12 am then later on in the day he took me to his parents' house saying that Alice wanted to do some wedding planning to find he actually planned a surprise party for me. I hated him. He knew I hated parties but seeing everyone's faces I couldn't deny them and I actually enjoyed myself. Days after that, it was wedding planning 101 and I was starting to wonder if it would ever end. My phone was never given a break. It had me wondering how much Alice's telephone bill was.

"Bella, are you ready to go?" my love's voice asked as I jumped in surprise. He wore a black long sleeved shirt that clung to his muscles, outlining all of his muscular perfection, a pair of faded blue jeans that hugged his thighs with casual loafers. He always managed to make every girl ogle.

I nodded and stood up, grabbing my bag. "Bye guys."

Rose smiled and waved at me but Alice was having none of that.

"Edward, where do you think you're taking her?" Alice demanded after telling the florist to hold.

"Home, Alice. She's obviously tired and needs rest."

"But we haven't finished planning yet!"

"Mary Alice…" He said in a stern voice I'd heard him use to Anthony once.

"Fine. But as soon as you go back to work tomorrow, we're continuing this."

I fought a groan and almost ran into Edward's arms. He took me into the car full of sleeping kids and soon enough he was speeding home.

After unloading the sleeping kids of ours and slipping my bag into the bathroom I usually used, we sat in the living room and watching No Reservations. I had my head on his shoulder, his arm around my waist as I curled into him and the other hand stroking my hair, occasionally kissing my head. Our silence was comfortable.

"How was wedding planning, love?" he asked, looking down at me as the credits rolled.

I groaned, "Tiring. So don't be surprised if I start to drive to Vegas with you."

He chuckled loudly. "Alice wouldn't like that."

I grumbled. "Damn pixie."

He laughed again. "The girls and Anthony met some friends from school at the zoo today. Their mom suggested that they should have a slumber party tomorrow night. The girls really want to go but I wanted to ask you first."

I smiled a bit. "Sure, I guess. It'll be nice for them to get acquainted with some other kids like them. We'll call to tell them in the morning."

Immediately, I remember what happened with Rose today and fought the blush creeping to my cheeks.

"Um…Edward?" I asked innocently, looking up at him

"Yes, love?"

"I want to relax in the bedroom. If you don't mind"

He smiled at me and kissed my forehead. "Of course, I don't."

With that, we got up and made our way to the bathrooms. As soon as he disappeared into his bathroom, I ran to the shower, discarding all of my clothes. As the warm water flowed down my body, I was somewhat calmed. After washing my hair and doing the normal ritual and shaving one last time, I stepped out of the shower, feeling more collected. I dried myself and hair before stepping into the dress and zipping myself up. I applied a little of the body mist he said he loved a few weeks ago and some of flavoured lip balm. I brushed my hair out until it hung to my mid-back. When I finally pulled myself together and looked into the mirror, I got a confidence boost. I looked good…almost –dare I say it—actually kinda sexy. I made a mental note to Rose those new Jimmy Choos she had her eye on.

I took one more deep breath before stepping out of the bathroom.

Edward was standing by the dresser, only a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was standing in all different directions as he ran another towel through his hair, drying it. He looked even more gorgeous than usual.

"Bella—" he started, before looking up at me. His eyes bulged at me and his jaw became slack.

My confidence boosted a bit more and I smiled up at him, looking at him through my lashes. "Yes Edward?"

"I…um…you look…" he stuttered, staring at my body.

I smiled, more confident now. I walked over to him and stroked his hair out of his face. He looked back at me with misty, clouded emerald eyes. I went on the tip of my toes and leaned into his ear.

"Edward…I want you."

With those four words, he picked me up and placed me on the bed, kissing me hungrily, in a way he hadn't kissed me before sending flames all through my body. No more words were uttered as none were needed. We made love that night till the sun came up. Bliss.