Author's Note: I always wonder how you act the morning after your wedding. Especially since you and your new husband have had sex last night. Hee. :) Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.


Chapter 18

I was sore. That was my first thought when I opened my eyes.

And then, last night's events flooded through my mind. And I realized that I was not alone in the bed.

I was facing towards Edward, and his arms were around me tightly.

My second thought: we were still naked. The blankets protected us from the morning chill, but it felt weird not to have any clothes on.

I thought back to last night. It had been the best moment of my entire life. My entire body was sore, but I thought it was worth it. I didn't think I would feel awkward around Edward ever again.

I could barely move. Edward had me pinned on the bed, and my aching body liked it better if just lay still without moving. But still, I was getting hungry, and I glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It was nine in the morning.

Biting my lip in concentration, I slid away from Edward's arms as discreetly as I could, and successfully got out of bed without waking him up. I stared down at his peaceful, handsome face, smiling.

I slipped into the bathroom to take a quick shower. The warm water felt good on my aching muscles, and it felt nice to just let them relax.

By the time I'd finished, Edward still hadn't waken up. He was still in the same position as before. He must have been extremely tired.

I got in my bathrobe, too lazy to look for a set of clothes that wouldn't show much skin. I closed the bedroom door behind me and walked to the kitchen. I smiled when I saw that the refrigerator was stocked. Staying at a resort did have its benefits after all.

I began cooking breakfast. Within ten minutes, the whole suite smelled deliciously of waffles, sausages, bacon, and eggs.

My stomach was growling loudly. This had never happened before. Why was I suddenly so hungry?

I shrugged it off. It probably wasn't anything. I'd wasted a lot of energy last night with Edward. My body probably just needed fuel.

I was so busy concentrating on my work that I didn't notice Edward suddenly behind me. I turned to flip the eggs when I found him leaning against the counter casually, looking fresh and clean with his damp hair, staring at me with a smile on his lips.

"Oh!" I gasped, placing my hand on my chest. "You scared me!"

He chuckled. "Sorry. I didn't want to disturb you. You looked so cute with your lips pouting."

I frowned. "I wasn't pouting."

"Yes, you were," Edward said. "You tend to pout when you're concentrating hard on something. You never knew that, did you?"

"No." I flipped the eggs over expertly.

Edward smiled angelically. "Did you sleep well?"

I smiled back at him. "Yes. Did you?"

"Last night was the best night of my life," he said simply, making me blush.

I transferred the eggs and sausages onto the plates, then stacked piles of waffles on a separate plate. I set the table with Edward still watching me, pursing his lips.

"Are you trying to tempt me?" he asked as we sat down at the dining table.

"What do you mean?"

"Why didn't you wear regular clothes?"

"Oh," I realized, looking down at my bathrobe. I'd forgotten I was wearing it. "I was too hungry to look for decent clothes. I swear, the things Alice packed for me make me so tired. I'll find something later that doesn't show too much skin."

Edward smiled as he ate a mouthful of sausages. I dug into my own plate, much too hungry to look at his reaction. He looked surprised.

"Hungry?" he asked. I nodded.

"Hm," Edward mused. "Maybe we overdid it last night. How do you feel?"

"Sore," I answered, smiling sheepishly. "But other than that, I feel fine."

Edward's eyes didn't leave me once as we ate. I felt like a pig, shoving food in my mouth like I hadn't eaten for days.

He frowned. "You never ate so much in your entire life. Are you going to gain weight now that you're married?"

I laughed. "Don't be silly. I'm just hungry, that's all."

"Well, where do you want to go?" Edward asked, leaning back in his chair. He'd already finished with his portion of the meal.

I shrugged. "Anywhere."

"Hm," he mused. "Why don't we go see the Eiffel Tower in the evening? The lights will be on, so it should be much prettier. We can always go visit the Louvre, or the Luxembourg Gardens. And I've always wanted to see the Notre Dame Cathedral. What do you say, Bella?"

I finished my plate. I set down my eating utensils and leaned back, finally satisfied.

Edward looked amused. "Did you even hear what I said?"

"Of course I did," I said. "I'm fine with all three. Do we go now?"

"Well…" Edward mused, smiling slyly. "We can always stay inside, you know."

I started laughing, but stopped abruptly when he was suddenly by my side. He picked me up easily and whisked me off towards the bedroom, silencing my protests with his lips.


We barely saw Paris. The only attraction we did see was the Eiffel Tower in the evening. And even then, we didn't waste time just gawking up at the huge tower. Edward nearly dragged me back to the hotel, and he shut us in our own bedroom.

The two weeks went by rapidly. And most of that time, we'd spent in the bedroom. It was a miracle we had the strength to go on every night.

On the final night we were spending in Paris for our honeymoon, I finally put my foot down. Though I enjoyed it as much as he did, I couldn't go on any longer. I'd been getting increasingly tired every day, while Edward merely looked more cheerful and energetic than the day before.

I'd also been eating a lot. I probably gained about ten pounds in two weeks. When I looked in the mirror, I felt like I could see a difference in my figure. But I couldn't tell where.

Edward nearly dragged me into the plane the next day. It was eleven in the morning, but I could barely stand without getting dizzy. I didn't know what was going on with me.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Edward asked in concern as the plane took off.

I nodded, finally awake. I was fiddling with the small screen in front of me, looking through a list of movies. "I feel fine now. I don't know why I felt so dizzy at the airport." I perked up when I found a movie that I'd wanted to watch for weeks now.

So for nearly three hours, I entertained myself by watching the movie, then ate a huge plate of food for lunch. Edward merely looked amused now when I shoved food in my mouth like a conveyer belt.

After lunch, I fell asleep again. I felt like I was going through the same routine every day. I was getting boring. It was a wonder that Edward was still staying with me.

Several hours later, we were back in America. It was merely seven o'clock in the evening, and I had slept most of the time on the plane. But I was still so tired. I could barely keep my eyes open as Edward dragged me to the Cullens' family mansion where we would be living from now on.

"Edward!" Esme cried delightedly as she opened the front door widely. "Bella! Welcome home! I'm so glad you're back. I can't believe-" She blinked. "What's the matter with Bella? Is she sick?"

"She's just tired," Edward answered as we entered the house. "She slept on the plane, but I guess she's just exhausted from the long trip."

"Hey, Edward," Emmett greeted us when we entered the living room. "Bella. Did you have a nice trip?"

"Yeah, Paris was nice," Edward said, sitting me down on the couch. "Bella, we're home. Open your eyes, love. Everyone's waiting for you."

I stretched and opened my eyes halfway, blinded by the bright light. I yawned widely, and I blinked several times to focus. Sure enough, the Cullens were all looking at me amusedly.

I smiled sheepishly. "Sorry. I'm just really tired these days."

"Hm, I wonder why?" Emmett asked sarcastically, grinning. "Maybe you pushed her too hard, Edward."

Alice giggled. "I bet."

Edward merely smiled.

"So how was Paris?" Carlisle asked, smiling warmly. "Did you see a lot of the famous attractions?"

Edward bit his lip and glanced at me. I turned red and looked down.

Emmett started laughing. "Look at them. I bet they didn't even see Paris. All they saw was each other." He couldn't stop laughing.

Alice laughed along with him. "Edward, I recommended Paris so that you can see the famous attractions. I can't believe you didn't even see anything."

"Didn't you see anything?" Esme asked incredulously.

"Sure," I said, then paused. "The Eiffel Tower."

"That's it?"

"Isn't it enough?" Edward asked innocently. "After all, the Tower is the symbol of Paris. We saw the main attraction; what more could we see?"

Carlisle and Esme started laughing along with Alice and Emmett.

I couldn't even get embarrassed. I was too tired. I yawned again. "I'm sorry," I said politely, "but may I be excused?"

"Of course," Carlisle said, nodding. "You look exhausted. Your bedroom is all ready for you on the third floor. Go ahead and get some sleep, Bella."

I smiled gratefully. "Thank you, Carlisle. I'm sorry. Good night, Esme."

"Good night, Bella," Esme said.

Edward started getting up to escort me upstairs, but I shook my head. "It's okay. Stay here."

He smiled. "Well, if you're sure. Good night, love."

I waved halfheartedly as I walked away slowly, trying to maintain my balance. I trudged up the stairs like a sloth, hearing the voices resume talking in the living room.

I found the only room on the third floor that was decorated and entered. I barely had time to glance around the redecorated guest room before I collapsed onto the bed.

I was asleep even before my head hit the pillow.


AN: I know that I skipped over the honeymoon a bit quickly, but I really wanted to get to the juicy parts. Which is coming soon, I swear! Look forward to it, and review, please! ;) My goal is to reach two hundred before the twentieth chapter! Help me!