My mouth falls open at the sight of him.

Just a small smattering of chest hair, abs – delectable, lick-able ones – muscled and toned arms and legs…

And… and fuck me. He's wearing boxers. Just boxers.

And he's suddenly quite hard.

I smile seductively, crooking my finger in one of those come hither ways. He groans and runs for me, jumping onto the bed and I laugh as he tackles me back, kissing the shit out of me.

Safe to say, we spend most of the day in bed.

Well, actually we spend most of our mini-honeymoon in bed in this very hotel. Granted, it's only a few days long… five days.

But it's heaven. I mean, there are no phone calls from friends, or family. No crying babies… just us. There's just Edward and me and our newlywed-ness.

And it's fantastic.

Until we get a call from Carlisle, that is.

I'm sorry! But we need to get this going. If you want outtakes at the end of their honeymoon then that's fine, I'll post 'em. But they couldn't have such a perfect bubble for long. We need to take care of a few things.

Also, I was uploading through the boycott because silly me, I forgot but then I stopped updating on saturday and today is tuesday. So please... review now. :D

Now, tell me your theories. What could Carlisle be calling about?

*smirks* I know the answer.

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