Disclaimer: I do not own anything Twilight related I just love playing with the characters. I hope you all enjoy my newest chapter! All comments are appreciated.
Bella's POV:
"Bella, wake up my girl." Jasper drawled softly into my ear, his warm breath causing shivers to go up and down my spine. I felt him brush my hair back gently and he pressed a kiss onto my temple. "We're landing."
We hadn't had to change planes in New York so Jasper had let me sleep through our layover and all the way to Paris.
I yawned and stretched my arms over my head, arching my back. Within seconds of my elbow connecting with Jasper's jaw he grunted in pain and I gasped in shock. I covered my open mouth with my hand totally surprised that I had hit my poor husband.
"I'm so sorry!" I apologized, turning quickly to face my husband. He was gingerly rubbing his jaw.
"Jeeze Bells," Jasper laughed slightly "Can we not break my jaw until tomorrow? I'd rather not spend my wedding night in a hospital in a foreign country." He teased and his smile reassured me that he was really okay and that I had done no lasting damage.
I blushed furiously and noticed most people around us were smirking, smiling or trying in vain not to chuckle at our exchange.
"Here let me kiss it better," I grinned cheekily, leaning up to place a lingering kiss on the reddened mark on Jasper's jaw. I ran my hand up his thigh, out of the line of sight of our onlookers, stopping just beneath his groin as I did this.
Jasper turned his head a tiny bit and kissed me chastely "You little tease!" He muttered playfully into my ear.
He stood fist and extended a hand to help me up before reaching above our seats into the overhead compartment for our carry-on baggage.
Jasper kept my hand firmly in his as we exited the plane and made our way through the crowded airport.
We stopped by the baggage claim carousels and I noticed an older woman selling small crystal Eiffel tower statuettes that came with a light that tossed colourful lights around the room.
"Want one?" Jasper asked wrapping his arms around my waist and rested his chin against my shoulder.
"Can I?" I turned and grinned broadly.
Jasper handed me a few Euros out of his wallet with the simple comment "You can have whatever you want beautiful."
I bought three- one for Rose, one for Charlotte's bedroom and one for Jasper and I. It would be a nice reminder of our first experience overseas, our first vacation together.
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"Ah zee honeymoon suite," The French concierge said enthusiastically. A broad smile crossing his otherwise stern features "Congratulations."
"Thank you," Jasper drawled as I looked around the gorgeous entryway.
It was all marble with Grecian pillars dotting the area. A ginormus crystal chandelier hung over where we stood and a water fountain that shot almost straight to the ceiling was in the center. Potted plants dotted the area and the lobby was filled with good looking people.
"You are all check in," The concierge said handing Jasper a swipe key. "Enjoy yourselves tonight and I will ensure there is no wake up call in zee morning."
"Much appreciated." Jasper winked at the man and yet again I blushed furiously yet again. I couldn't help but imagine him tilting a dark cowboy hat in the man's direction.
"Come on darling," Jasper placed his hand on the small of my back. I felt rather spoilt as we headed to our room- a bellhop was transporting all our bags through the fancy hotel and we followed closely behind him admiring all the art work and the views out the wide windows that lined the areas on the route to our room.
The room was astounding. It was a suite and the entrance area was the same marble that the lobby was done with. We could see the bed from the door, a dark mahogany sleigh bed with blood red linens. The color scheme in the room was obviously red and gold but it didn't look cheap or overdone and made the room appear cosier than what I had expected it to be.
"Wow," I said stunned and I walked towards the center of the room. Off to one side of the bed was an almost living room type area with a loveseat couch and a fireplace with a widescreen TV hanging over it.
The fireplace had a fire roaring in it and it warmed the room significantly. On the opposite side of the room was a wide window covered by thick curtains.
Jasper tipped and thanked the bellhop and took our bags to the end of the bed. He moved to the edge of the window and asked with a half smile "Do you want to see what type of view we have?"
"Yes please!" I said clapping my hands in childish glee.
He pulled the golden cord and the curtains moved revealing the sparkling city of Paris, we had a clear view of most of area around the Eiffel Tower and we could watch the night light show and if we really wanted we could move the couch to sit and watch out the window.
"Oh wow," I breathed utterly astounded. "That's so beautiful."
"We're taking Esme and Carlisle to dinner when we get home." Jasper came to stand behind me again. This felt like the safest place in the world for me, as if nothing could get to me or hurt me.
Jasper turned me a little and kissed me. I moaned slightly into his mouth and twisted further against him. I lifted my arms and stood on my tiptoes.
Our kisses grew more passionate and he lifted me so I could wrap my legs around his waist and slowly we backed towards the bed.
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"Wow," Jasper breathed heavily and collapsed next to me on the bed.
"Ya," I agreed snuggling close to his damp, naked form. We had spent the past 6 hours christening every available surface in our honeymoon suite and basically attacking each other.
"I love you darlin'" Jasper whispered holding me tightly with one arms and throwing the comforter over us with the other. Luckily at some point in our escapades the lights had been shut off so we could fully appreciate the twinkling lights of the city.
"Love you too," I smiled sleepily entwining our fingers.
This was my favourite place. I decided at that moment, with thoughts of this whole evening flitting through my mind and wrapped securely in Jasper's arms, nothing was going to go wrong- this was going to be the best chapter of my life so far.
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Jasper was still asleep when I woke up on our tenth day in Paris and the sun was just above the horizon outside our window. I gently pulled out of his tight hold and wrapped myself in the robe that was laid across the back of the couch.
I quietly ordered room service and set about taking a hot shower.
I was able to time my shower so that I was dressed when the room service and I took the silver trays to the bed.
"Wake up," I ran my fingers up Jasper's exposed spine. He visibly shivered and I snickered. "Breakfast's here!"
"I knew I smelt something good," Jasper turned over and stretched, sitting up and covering himself up to the waist with the covers.
"I got your favourite," I grinned and we said in unison "Chocolate chip pancakes with whipped cream and cherries!"
"You are the best," He laughed and took the plate I proffered.
"I know I am," I laughed and took a bite of my own matching breakfast. It may have been Jasper's favourite meal to start off with but it had quickly become one of mine as well.
"So what do you want to do today?" Jasper asked after a few moments of eating in companionable silence.
"I was hoping we could go to the Eiffel Tower?" I asked "We can do whatever you want after that."
"That sounds good to me," He nodded and I squealed in excitement. Jasper really brought out the inner child in me and that was a good thing because as he liked to tease me I was usually far too serious.
"Can we climb the stairs?" I asked. It was something I had always wanted to do.
"If you think you can, we'll do it." Jasper laughed and stood to get dressed "Give me half an hour and we'll get outta here."
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"Come on Bella," Jasper cheered me on from a couple steps above me "Only a few more steps. I know you can do it darlin'."
"Whose bright idea was it to walk to the top of the Eiffel Tower," I grumbled gripping the safety bar next to the stairs and sucked desperately to fill my burning lungs with much needed oxygen.
"All yours my girl," Jasper chortled loudly.
Playfully I stuck my tongue out at him because he was right. Even as we walked here Jasper had suggested we should take the elevators as far as we could but I had begged and been stubborn and here we were climbing the Eiffel Tower.
He had agreed on the condition that I sat for a sketch with him from one of the street vendors near Mon Marte.
"We're taking the elevator down," I sighed happily when I finally got to the enclosed platform at the top and Jasper took my hand in his.
"Whatever you want," He smiled and we moved to stand in front of the big windows overlooking the city. They reminded me of the windows in our hotel room.
"Thank you," I whispered softly as he wrapped both arms around me and I leaned back into him, he supported most of my body weight and that relieved me and made breathing a little bit easier.
The past week and a half had been amazing, just the two of us enjoying our short time together. When we got home again we'd have Charlotte, which was never a burden, but a child with a health issue was exhausting sometimes but her smile did make up for that.
"For?" He asked resting his chin on my head, in a similar fashion to how he had at the airport.
"For being mine," I said quietly. I was still very light headed from our climb and tried to take a few deep calming breaths.
It wasn't working and I started to feel even dizzier and a little nauseous. My vision started to cloud and as if I had hit my head I was seeing stars.
I must have started hyperventilating because Jasper's grip on me tightened and "Bella, are you okay?" was the last thing I heard before the black tunnel forming overtook my vision.