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Chapter 19: The Wedding
It had been a few weeks since I moved in with Edward. We went to my condo on Sunday and with the help of Alice, Emmett, Rose, Jasper and Jacob, we emptied out my personal items; dishes, cups, clothes, and other decorative items. I changed my address with the post office and made my cell phone number the primary phone number for all my emergency contacts. I also canceled my cable and internet. I needed to keep the electricity on and the water so they could show the condo.
I also started therapy. I met with Michele, who was a crazy Italian lady. I loved her instantly. She said she was going to work on improving my self-worth. She also told me that while I may be in a new relationship, I shouldn't let my own identity disappear. She also suggested that I start journaling. I was never one to write down my feelings. I grumbled when she suggested it. She said that I didn't need to do a 'Dear Diary' type of thing. I could write how I felt in the format the suited me the best. I said I'd consider it. I tried it that evening, writing in the form of fiction. Fiction based on my life and I really felt like I accomplished something. She really knew her shit and I felt immediately at ease with her.
I also went back to work. Yeah, that was interesting. My kids gave me a huge card and teddy bear. They begged me to never be absent again as the substitute they found for me was older than dirt and was uber crotchety. I told them that I would try. Or if I was going to absent, I'd forewarn them of my not being there. With that being said, I told them that I was going to be gone the Friday before Labor Day to prepare for Ms. Cullen's wedding. They grumbled. I told them that if they were respectful with the sub, I'd give them an iPod day when they had their silent reading time. That placated them. Thankfully.
I began my practicum upon my return to work. Let me just say that I was going to get my butt kicked. I had a ton of responsibilities that were thrust upon me by Mrs. Cope. She told me that I was pretty much going to be 'her' whenever she wasn't at school; be a dean if any one of them were absent; or be the assistant principal if he was gone. I also had to do a major project which involved the creation of a new schedule for the ELL students, approximately 250 students. This project was in addition to twelve other mini-projects.
In regard to my relationship with Edward, everything just flowed once I got over my pride. The roles that we played in the house were significantly different to the one I played when I was married to Mike. With Mike, I was the typical 'Suzy Homemaker' wife. I made sure that the clothes were washed, dishes were cleaned, the meals cooked and the pantry stocked. I was also in charge of scouring the house. Edward treated me as an equal. Not a servant. If he made a mess, he didn't expect me to clean it. He cleaned it himself. He cooked, he ironed, and he put the seat down (surprisingly!). However, his schedule was fucking crazy. The first week we lived together, he worked nights. He left at five and got home the following morning when I was leaving for work. We barely saw each other. It was even worse when he had meetings at the hospital. He would be there for an entire day. I was amazed that he was so well-adjusted. He joked and said that you get used to the schedule and sleep when you have to.
It was the week before the wedding and Edward was making dinner. I was doing research for my major project for my practicum, ready to bang my head on the table. I think I actually did that.
"Bella, don't break the kitchen table," he teased.
"I fucking hate research," I grumbled into the table. Bang. "What the hell was I thinking when I signed up for this practicum?" Bang. Bang.
"Bella," Edward said as he pulled me back in my chair. He tipped my head back, forcing me to look up at him. "You will do fantastically. You've completed two of your minor project things."
"Shit, I have to do the reflections for those," I said as I opened the file on my computer. "Thanks."
"Oh, Austin, my realtor, put your condo on the market today. He's already received a few emails and nibbles," Edward said as he put dinner into the oven.
"That's good," I said. "The sooner I'm rid of that place, the better. I had good luck when I sold the house down the street. Found a buyer right away," I replied as I typed my reflections. "Then again, I wasn't really all that picky. I took the first offer from the first buyer and was done with it."
"Was it a short sale?" Edward asked.
"Kind of? The bank wouldn't release us from all of our debt. We had to continue paying. I still pay them $350 a month," I sighed as I saved my work. "Reflection one, DONE!"
"That was fast," Edward laughed.
"It's only a two page reflection on what I did, the reasoning behind it, and how it relates to the administrative standards. Blah, blah, blah. Total bullshit," I said as I worked on the second one. "I'm the queen of all that is bullshit. I can make the driest prose sound almost eloquent."
"I should have you read one of my medical journals and make it sound pretty," he teased as he kissed my temple. "Some of that shit is fucking boring. And seriously, just because we went through eight years of school and umpteen years at a hospital, is it so hard to use a fucking comma?"
"Jeez, rant much?" I joked.
"I may suck at spelling but I at least can write a sentence using the appropriate punctuation," he grumbled. "Speaking of which."
"Appropriate punctuation?"
"No. Hospitals. Brain is totally random right now. Sorry," Edward said with a frown. "I have to work doubles for the next three days. It's to ensure that I have Alice's wedding weekend off. I work pretty much tomorrow until Thursday afternoon."
"Ugh, that sucks, Edward," I sighed.
"Tell me about it. I hate to be away from you," he said as he laid his head on my shoulder, jutting out his lip.
"Now, Edward," I chided as I tweaked his lip.
"What?" he asked, fluttering his eyelashes.
"You are just too much. You know that?" I giggled.
"But you love me," he smiled as he nibbled on my neck. "As I love you."
"I do love you," I said kissing his forehead. "But I have to get this shit done. Stop distracting me."
"Yes, dear," he snorted.
"Don't 'yes dear,' me, Masen," I said, narrowing my eyes.
He snorted and walked back to the stove to finish making our dinner. As he did that, I managed to finish the second reflection, read two articles for my major project and planned another minor project. A very effective evening. After dinner, I did the dishes while Edward packed his duffel for his marathon at the hospital. I heard him curse his sister for her insistence on getting married Labor Day weekend. Even though he was scheduled to be off, he still had to carry a pager for an emergency.
Edward trudged down the stairs, dropping his bag in the mudroom by the garage, a scowl on his face.
"Oh, Edward, turn that frown upside down," I said pinching his cheeks.
"Stop it," he said as he swatted my hands. "I really don't want to be at the hospital for three fucking days. Can I kill the elf?"
"Nah. I think Jasper would prosecute you get the death penalty," I teased.
"We don't even have the death penalty here," Edward said.
"That's the point, Dr. Masen," I snorted.
Edward scratched his head. Then the light bulb went off. "You suck, Bella," he said, sticking out his tongue.
"Hmmm, I do," I purred seductively. I turned on my heel, walking to the family room. Edward's strong arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me to his chest. I could feel his excitement poke me in the back. "Horny, baby?"
"Fuck yes," he growled. He nuzzled my neck with his nose and inhaled deeply. "Hmmm." His lips ran across my jaw and he nibbled lightly on my earlobe. "Do you have any more schoolwork to do, beautiful?"
"Um," I mumbled intelligently. Fuck, his lips are so soft. "I have…have to…"
Edward's hands snaked up from my waist, under my shirt to the underside of my breasts. His lips were still moving on my neck. "You have to what?" His soft hands moved to my breasts and he softly kneaded them. My head fell back against his chest and I moaned.
"Fuck," I breathed.
"I refuse to fuck you, Bella," Edward said as he bit down on the sensitive spot behind my ear.
"Ungh," I whimpered. His fingers reached in my bra and gently pinched my nipples. My ass grinded against his body.
"I intend to make love to you," he whispered as he licked down my neck. "You will feel so good, beautiful."
I moaned again, pushing my ass against his growing cock. Edward removed his hands from my chest, turning me to face him and he placed one on my hip and the other on my cheek. He looked at me, gently rubbing circles on my jaw before he descended to give me the sweetest, most loving kiss I'd ever experienced. I braced myself against his biceps. Edward bent down and grabbed the backs of my thighs. He lifted me easily.
How, I have no idea. The man is fucking strong!
He carried me to the kitchen island, standing between my legs. His lips never stopped their emotional, passionate kiss against my mouth. I reached for his shirt, my fingers dancing at the buttons. I slowly popped each button to reveal his muscular chest. Edward reached the hem of my sweater and lifted it from my body, revealing a soft lilac bra. He growled and he kissed me with fervor.
When Edward's pocket rang, we jumped apart. "Son of a bitch," Edward growled. "Now? I mean really now? God damn phone is a god damn cockblock." He whipped out his cell phone. "Dr. Masen," he barked. He listened for a few moments. He rubbed his face and snarled. "Fine. But I'm off Thursday until next Tuesday. Remember I have my sister's wedding. I'll be there in an hour." He ended the call and put his head against my chest. "I love being a doctor. Really I do. But…GAH!"
"Explain, Dr. McFuckme," I said running my fingers through his hair.
"Three residents have to go home because of the stomach flu. AGAIN. Dr. Gerandy is at a medical conference until Wednesday and the other attending is on FMLA for paternity leave," Edward grumbled. "I have to 'resident' sit."
"Sorry, baby," I sighed, wrapping my hands around Edward's neck. I buried my face in his soft hair and frowned. "So, you have to leave tonight?"`
"Yeah. After a cold shower," he grumbled against my neck. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his bulge. "Feel that? That's going to be the worst case of blue balls ever."
"I can demonstrate how I suck, Edward," I said as I licked his ear.
"Don't tempt me, Bells," he said. I giggled. "What?"
"That's the first time you've called me 'Bells.' I like it," I said.
"Well, when you laugh, it sounds like pealing bells. I love that sound," he said, kissing my lips. "I want to hear more of it."
"That can be arranged," I smiled against his mouth.
"Though, I enjoy your wanton moans more," he growled. He pulled me closer to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. "I want you, Bella."
"You'll have me," I blushed. "Soon. Just not now. You need to go to work."
"Meh," he said with a wrinkled nose. "Work." He reluctantly pulled away, his face in a petulant grimace. "Don't wanna go."
"What are you? Five?" I giggled.
He stuck out his tongue as he adjusted his erection. Edward helped me down off the counter and he ran upstairs. He returned ten minutes later with his hair washed and wearing a pair of blue scrubs. "Why blue?"
"I'm on call for trauma surgery," he said, doing an enthusiastically sarcastic fist pump. "Blue's what the surgeons wear."
"Oh. Go save some lives, Dr. Masen," I said, palming his delectable ass.
"Not helping, Bella," he said as he wiggled his butt. His phone beeped in his pocket and grumbled. "I really have to go, my beautiful girl. I love you. So much," he said, kissing my lips. "I'll call or text when I can."
"Love you, too, Edward," I smiled as I swatted his ass. He yelped and flipped me off. I returned it in kind and he darted out the door.
xx AFS xx
To say that I missed Edward was a VAST understatement. Sleeping in his large king-sized bed was lonely. I felt safe in his home. Our home. Though, I was definitely missing him. As he promised, he called and texted when he could. I could tell he was tired in the sound of his voice and tone of his texts. He was also ready to kill Alice. She was giving him shit about Jasper's present and about him getting a haircut. Edward had assured her that he would get it all done by the wedding.
On Friday, I woke up to Edward curled up on my chest. His arm was draped across my body and he was mumbling incoherently. He was supposed to be off on Thursday, but ended up working. He was pissed. Not that I blamed him. The poor man was being worked to the bone.
I was off today and was dealing with last minute wedding details and a spa day for the girls; golf outing for the boys. I smiled at his soft expression on his sleeping face. He looked content and happy. I ran my fingers through his hair. He hummed lightly and held me tighter. "Love you, my Bella," he mumbled. "My Bella. My life."
I felt tears prick in my eyes at his sleepy admission. He really did love me. He was truly a kind man. With a huge heart who loved me for who I was. Faults and all. Cellulite and flabby breasts be damned. I lay there, massaging Edward's scalp until my alarm went off. Edward jumped a little bit and his jade eyes opened slightly. "Morning, my beautiful girl," he smiled lazily. "You make a comfortable pillow."
"It's all the extra flab," I teased.
He growled and pinched my side lightly. "Stop it. You're absolutely gorgeous."
"Whatever, Edward," I sighed as I rolled my eyes.
"Bella, repeat after me," he said as he sat up, in his shirtless glory. God, he has a beautiful body. "I, Isabella Marie Swan…"
"Edward," I whined.
He gave me a pointed look. "I, Isabella Marie Swan…"
"I, Isabella Marie Swan," I repeated, huffing and holding my right hand up.
"…do hear by promise," Edward prompted. I repeated him. "…to NEVER put myself down," Repeat, repeat. "…and accept compliments my loving boyfriend gives me. Because I fucking rock."
"Seriously, Edward?" I squeaked. He cocked a brow. I sighed, "…and accept compliments my loving boyfriend gives me. Because I fucking rock."
"Excellent," he grinned. "So, what's on tap for you today?"
"Spa day," I said. "Manicure, pedicures, massages, waxes."
"Sounds like oodles of fun," Edward said with a grin.
"You?"
"I'm getting this," he said as he ran his hand through his hair, "cut. Alice would have my dick if I looked as shaggy as I do now for her fucking pictures. Then golf fun with the boys before the rehearsal. I have to be out the door by no later than eleven."
"You golf? Isn't it a requisite for doctors to golf?" I joked.
"No. I am horrible. I mean, really bad," he snorted. "I can't shoot the ball in a straight line to save my life. It's really sad."
"Sorry, baby," I said with a mock frown. He growled and rolled onto his pillow. "What time did you get home last night?"
"Um, three this morning," Edward grumbled. "I was royally ticked that I had to work essentially four days, no five days in a row with no real break. Aro pretty much told me that I have until next Wednesday off. My assistant is rescheduling meetings and I'm completely jazzed."
"That's nice," I smiled. "You deserve some time off." I traced the dark circles under his eyes and the amount of scruff he had on his cheeks. "You look absolutely drained."
"I am. I slept at the hospital, but I couldn't get comfortable. I got used to holding you," he smirked.
"Edward, we've barely slept together in the past few weeks I've been here," I said, arching a brow.
"That doesn't mean that I don't miss holding you," he countered. "Speaking of holding, can you 'hold' my hand on Monday? I'm getting the Lasik surgery at 8 in the morning. Yay."
"Of course, Edward," I said. "I've got to shower, though. You. Sleep."
"Don't have to ask me twice," he laughed. "Love you, beautiful girl."
"Love you too," I answered as I slipped out of bed. I took a quick shower and dressed in the velour track suit that Alice gave all of her bridesmaids. They were a shade of pink with our last names emblazoned on the back in bling in addition to our 'job.' She had the foresight to make sure that mine said Swan. I slipped on a pair of soft pink panties and matching bra. I put on some light makeup and exited the bathroom. Edward was snoring lightly, hugging my pillow. I made sure to set the alarm for Edward. I kissed his forehead and he hummed, puckering his lips. I brushed his mouth with mine and he smiled.
I ate a breakfast of toast and a cup of coffee. I did my dishes and drove to Carlisle and Esme's. We were all meeting there before we headed out to our spa day. I parked my car in front of their expensive home and walked up the drive. Alice nearly tackled me. "Bella! I'm so happy! I'm getting married tomorrow," she squealed.
"Yes, I know, Elf," I giggled. She pulled away and her blue eyes were sparkling. "Are you ready for your day of beautification?"
"Totally!" she gushed. "Come on! The limo will be here in a little bit." I went into the living room to join the other bridesmaids. We talked and laughed until a large white Hummer limo pulled up in the drive. We loaded up and drove to the spa, Elite Essence Spa. We were divided up into smaller groups. Rose, Alice and I were getting our massages first, while the rest of the bridesmaids were getting manicures and pedicures.
After our massages, which were incredibly relaxing, Alice insisted that Rose and I get waxed with her. I was assuming she meant eyebrows. Boy was I wrong.
"Bella, you are getting a full bikini wax. No arguments," Alice said as she took off her pants and underwear. "Edward will love it."
"How do you know if Edward has even been down there?" I asked as I vaguely gestured to my hoo ha.
"Bella, you've been glowing. That only comes from orgasms. Edward is not a slouch in bed," Alice laughed.
"And you know this because?" Rose asked.
"Tanya bragged about his sexual prowess frequently," Alice said with a smirk. "She was proud of her husband."
"Isn't that a little weird?" I asked.
"No. When I was curious about sex, I talked to Edward first. Well, that was because he was unconscious and he couldn't judge. He told me that when he came to that he remembered that conversation and that when he had his strength back, he'd kick my ass," Alice laughed. "Also, Tanya and I gave each other pointers and tips from our respective 'other halves.'"
"You're unbelievable, Elf," I giggled.
"I know. But you are getting the damn wax. Strip down, Swan," she barked. Rose tossed me a robe and I slipped off my pants and underwear. Alice pointed to the room with a small table and I hopped up. Rose and Alice smirked as they left the room. A young Asian woman came and put the warm wax on my vajayjay, pulling out the hair. Mother fucker! That hurts! Why do women do this?
After I was thoroughly stripped of all my hair and dignity, I waddled out to where Alice and Rose were sitting. They snickered and I flipped them off. Rose hopped up and skipped to the room to have her goods done. I moved slowly back to the locker room and put on my clothes. My nether regions were barking at the intrusion. I was ready to dismember Alice for talking me into this. Meddling elf.
We met up with the other bridesmaids as they were getting the massages. Alice, Rose and I got our manicures and pedicures. We all decided on getting French tips on our toes and fingers. Alice added some bling to her big toes while the rest of us kept it simple. We finished our day of beauty and headed back to Carlisle and Esme's. We needed to change and go to the church for the rehearsal. Alice told us where to go and that our clothes were laid out on the bed. I went into my assigned room and found a wrap dress in a deep sapphire blue. The sleeves came to the elbow and the skirt had ruffles on the bottom. Alice also included a set of midnight blue underwear. Thankfully it was not butt floss. She also provided a pair of shoes and jewelry. She thought of everything.
I picked up my clothes and walked into the bathroom. I changed into the matching underwear, still cursing Alice and her idea of me getting my hoo ha waxed. I was putting on my jewelry when I noticed a small toiletry bag on the counter.
Make up for your outfit, Swan. Apply as directed. And your vajayjay will calm down. Take some Tylenol in the bag. – Elf.
God bless her!
I applied my makeup and tossed my clothes into a small bag in the bedroom. I slowly walked down the stairs, not wanting to fall. The boot will not match your dress, Bella. Alice would have your head. The rest of the bridesmaids who included Rosalie, Angela, Kate, who was a cousin of Jasper's and Chelsea, who was a friend of Alice's in grammar school, all milled around in the kitchen. They were nibbling on appetizers that Esme left out. Esme was drinking some wine with Maria, Jasper's mother.
"Hey Rose," I smiled as I poured myself a glass of wine.
"How's the poonani?" Rose teased.
"Shut it, Hale," I said, narrowing my eyes.
She snorted and sipped her wine. "I'm sorry that you're selling your condo, Bella," she said giving me a sad smile. "I really enjoyed having you as a neighbor."
"Me too. It was the one place that was mine. Too bad Mike tainted it," I sneered.
"Well, at least you moved in with Dr. McFuckme," she giggled. "How's that working out?"
"Fine. It's different," I sighed. "So different from what I'm used to."
"How so?"
"Edward actually treats me like an equal. Not the hired help," I said. "It was disconcerting to see him make his lunch and then actually do the dishes. Mike just left them for me to do."
"Edward isn't Mike, Bella. Edward loves you tremendously. I've never seen a man look at another woman the way he looks at you," Rose said, holding my hand.
"Emmett looks at you like that," I said with a shy grin.
"Sometimes. With Edward, he looks at you like that ALL the time," she sighed. "It's so special. Just like your relationship with him."
"He's incredible. I'm so lucky to have him," I whispered.
"However, enough sappy stuff. Onto the smut. How's the sex?" Rose said, looking me squarely in the eye.
"Um, I don't know?"
"What do you mean you don't know? Are you falling asleep while he's boning you?" Rose laughed.
"No. We haven't 'boned,'" I answered.
"What?! Surely, you jest," Rose scoffed.
"Nope. No sex. We've done other stuff, but not that," I blushed. "The day I was attacked I did have an appointment with a gynecologist and was put on birth control."
"What?" Rose asked.
"The shot. I'm the worst pill taker. Mike was adamant in my pills. However, when we went our separate ways, I stopped taking them. But I do want to make sure that no unwanted babies appear," I giggled nervously. "However, sex helps in the baby making aspect."
"Yes it does," she giggled. "Are children something that you want, Bella?"
"Yes," I sighed giving her a wistful smile. She winked and gave me a tight hug.
Alice came down and she barked that we needed to pile into the limo to meet the guys at the church. We got in and drove the short distance to St. Mary's Catholic Church. I saw Edward's Aston in the parking lot. The guys were here and I assumed they were inside. The bridesmaids all got out of the limo and walked into the sanctuary. Edward was standing near the altar, speaking with Jasper. Edward had on a pair of black dress pant and a sapphire blue dress shirt with a black tie. His hair was freshly cut and it was tousled effortlessly. He had on his glasses and his signature crooked smirk as he spoke with Jasper.
We all filtered into the church and sat down in the pews. Edward noticed me and his eyes widened imperceptibly. His crooked smirk widened to a full blown smile as he sat down next to me. "You look beautiful, Bella," he said as he kissed my lips.
"Again, Alice matched us," I said, plucking his shirt.
"Hmmm, she did. However, I love this color on you," he purred as he nuzzled my hair. "And this dress is incredibly sexy."
I moaned and leaned my head against his shoulder. He chuckled lightly and kissed my forehead. He laced his fingers with mine and we waited for the rehearsal to start. A few moments later, the wedding planner breezed in and barked orders. She lined us up, instructing us where to walk and where to stand. We started the processional. Chelsea was walking Felix, one of Jasper's friends from middle school who reconnected with him on Facebook. Angela was walking with Seth. Kate was walking with Garrett, her boyfriend and Jasper's old roommate. Rose was being escorted by Emmett and I was being walked down the aisle by Edward.
"What I wouldn't give to see you in white dress walking down the aisle to me, Bella?" Edward whispered in my ear. "It would be my dream come true, beautiful girl."
My eyes fluttered shut and I thought back to my own dreams. They were like Edward's. Our wedding. However, it wasn't a happy ending. Mike always found a way to fuck things up and Edward and I wouldn't take the plunge. Like, Mike would kill me. Kill Edward. Kill us both. Suffice it to say, my sleeping has sucked.
"Bells?" Edward asked, wrapping his hand around my waist. "What are you thinking about?"
My eyes opened and I looked at Edward, trying to hide discomfort. I guess I failed as Edward frowned. "It's nothing, Edward. Horrible dreams."
"Mike?" he asked.
"Yeah," I muttered.
"Ms. Swan? Dr. Masen? You're next," the wedding planner announced. We both nodded and Edward put my hand in the crook of his elbow. The wedding planner put one of the bow bouquets in my hand that we had made from Alice's wedding shower. She gave us a wink and told us to go. Edward walked with me, slowly, down the aisle. We got to the front of the church and did a slight bow before separating to go to our spots on either side of Alice and Jasper.
As the priest talked through the ceremony, my mind drifted. I was so happy for Alice and Jasper. They'd been together for years and were finally getting their happily ever after. Rose and Emmett were just starting their relationship, but I could see the love when they looked at each other. Then there was Edward. My knight in a starched white lab coat. I looked at him during the rehearsal and his eyes caught mine. He smiled his perfect lopsided smile, mouthing 'I love you,' to me. I blushed and responded in kind.
I averted my eyes, looking at my shoes. I idly played with the curling ribbon on my bouquet. Did I want to get married again? I had said before that I would be resigned to be single for the rest of my life when I kicked Mike out. However, my life had changed dramatically since that happened. Did I want to be with Edward forever? I smiled a tiny smile and realized my answer.
"Are there any questions?" Father McManus asked, the officiant for Alice and Jasper's wedding.
"Yes," I whispered.
"You have a question, Ms. Swan?" he asked, arching a bushy brow over his thick glasses.
"What? No. Sorry, I was spacing," I blushed. I hid behind my bouquet and the rest of the bridal party laughed. Alice reached over and kissed my cheek, giving me a knowing look.
"Okay," Father McManus said with a leery look. I smiled sweetly and he explained the ending of the ceremony. We all processed out, Edward lacing his fingers with mine. We got to the rear of the sanctuary and Alice asked for us to practice the processional and recessional again. She was such a damn perfectionist. We did as she asked and we headed to the restaurant for the rehearsal dinner.
It was a loud boisterous affair. Embarrassing stories of Jasper and Alice floated through the room. Gifts were distributed for the parents and attendants. The groomsmen received a Mont Blanc pen set with their names engraved on the case. The bridesmaids received their jewelry for the wedding: a necklace in various shades of pink and a matching set of earrings. In addition to the jewelry, Alice also promised that our hair and makeup would be part of our gift as well. Alice and Jasper gave brief toasts and expressed their gratitude for us in being a part of their special day. After their toasts, they sat down at the table with Edward, Rose, Emmett and I. Alice glared at Edward.
"Whatever you're thinking, Elf, stop," Edward said as he sipped his water.
"I see things over your eyes. I better not see them tomorrow, Masen," she demanded, poking his shoulder.
"Fuck, Alice. Stop poking me with your talons," Edward said. "You will see me with these tomorrow. I'm getting Lasik done on Monday and I can't wear the contacts for two weeks prior to the procedure."
"But Edward," she whined.
"But Edward," he mimicked, matching her tone perfectly. "I'll take them off for the group shots after the ceremony. Relax."
"Alice, leave your brother alone, darlin'" Jasper drawled. "If he wants to wear his glasses, then let him. I don't think that Edward's fashionable frames will detract from our pictures. At least they are not pink and sparkly."
"Yeah, Eddie, if the Lasik doesn't work. Get pink sparkly frames," Emmett guffawed.
"Um, no," Edward said with a smirk. "I'm hoping that the Lasik works and no more hellacious glasses for me. I hate them."
"I think you look sexy in glasses," I said quietly. I immediately blushed. Edward looked at me and gave his sexy smirk.
His lips brushed mine, "I'll get some plain frames just to wear for you, beautiful." I laughed and leaned my head against his shoulder.
"Okay, you two are nauseating," Emmett said, sticking his finger down his throat. "Quit sucking face. You two aren't even getting married and you are acting like newlyweds."
"Shut up, Emmett," I said, tossing my napkin at his head. "I've seen your tongue down Rose's throat a few times and let's NOT mention the day after the bachelor/bachelorette party."
"I still need to bleach those sheets," Edward said, wrinkling his nose.
"Edward, you are an ass," Rose said, smacking his shoulder. "We're not toxic."
"Rose, you aren't. Emmett is," I explained.
"Fuck you, Swan," Emmett grumbled, flipping me off.
"No thanks, Em," I retorted as I sat back in my chair. "I'll love my men to be tall, pale and devastingly handsome."
"I'm not that pale," Edward retorted.
"Edward, you make an albino look tan," Alice laughed.
"Do not!"
"And you should see him in the sun. He almost sparkles," Alice continued. "If you ever go anywhere tropical, make sure you bring 100 SPF sunscreen. He'll burn in an instant."
"You suck, Alice," Edward snarled. "I don't burn in an instant."
"Two words: anniversary trip," Alice giggled.
"Anniversary trip?" Rose asked.
"For Carlisle and Esme's 25th wedding anniversary, we went to a small island off the coast of Brazil. Carlisle chose it because of the island's name," Edward explained. "It was called 'Isle Esme.' He thought it was insanely romantic. So, Esme and Carlisle, Tanya and I and Alice and Jasper went down to the island for their anniversary. On the first full day we were down there, I fell asleep on the beach. Tanya came up to me, placing her hand on my chest and she hissed. I was as red as a lobster. I thought I could handle it on my own. However, I was running a fever and couldn't do much of anything. Carlisle and Tanya insisted I go to hospital in Rio di Janiero and I was admitted for sun poisoning. For the remainder of the trip. What a great way to spend your vacation."
"How long were you down there?" Rose asked.
"Ten days. I was in a fucking hospital for ten days, hooked up to IVs and pumped full of meds. Tanya never left my side. She kept me sane. I couldn't stand watching the horrible Brazilian soap operas," Edward grumbled.
"When did you guys go?" Emmett asked.
"Um, it was right after Tanya and I got married. We were 24?" Edward asked Alice.
"Yeah. You and Tanya were married for about six months," Alice clarified. "Anyhow, we probably should go. Robert is paying the bill for the dinner."
"Good old Dad," Jasper grinned. Jasper took Alice's hand and led her away.
The rest of us gathered our belongings and said our goodbyes. I hopped into Edward's sex car. The Aston Martin. Love that car. And we drove home. He parked the car in the garage and he helped me into the house. We walked upstairs to our bedroom and I went over to my nightstand. I plugged in my phone after setting my alarm. Edward took off his tie and went into the closet. I was standing next to the bed and felt Edward's strong arms surround me. "I love you, Bella," Edward whispered in my ear. "I'm so blessed to have you in my life."
I leaned against him and sighed. "I love you , so much, Edward," I said, lacing my fingers with his. His thumb gently grazed my left hand and it circled my ring finger. "You excited about tomorrow?"
"No," Edward laughed. "Did you see what Alice is having us wear?" I shook my head and Edward reluctantly let me go. He went into the closet pulling out a garment bag. He took out his tuxedo. It looked nice. I told him so. Then he showed me the vest and tie he had to wear. It was pepto bismal pink. "Nasty isn't it?"
"It matches my dress," I said with a wrinkled nose. I went into the closet, pulling out the bright pink strapless bridesmaid dress that I was wearing tomorrow. "You only have to wear accents of pink. I will look like the fucking Pink Panther."
"Bella, I love you. Very much, but that dress is absolutely hideous," Edward laughed.
"I know, right?" I said as I threw it on the bed. "Fucking elf."
"Her heart was not in the right place with that dress. I'll look forward in unzipping you from it at the end of the night in our hotel room," Edward said with a sexy smirk.
"Hotel room?" I squeaked.
"Yep. I reserved a suite at the hotel where Alice and Jasper are having their reception. Did I not tell you?" Edward asked, biting his fingernail nervously.
"Um, no," I said, arching a brow.
"Sorry, love. I had a lot on my mind and being at work for five days straight kind of threw me for a loop. So, surprise," he said weakly. "You're not mad are you?"
"No, Edward. I'm not mad. Surprised, definitely. Let me pack a bag for tomorrow night and then I'm going to shower," I said, kissing his cheek. Edward nodded and went into the bathroom. I heard the shower start. I went into the closet and packed my bag, throwing in several necessary items. In the dresser in the closet, I noticed the Wedgewood blue nightie. I smiled and put it in my bag. I was putting finishing touches on my overnight bag when Edward came out of the bathroom wearing a pair of sleep pants and a grin. I darted into the shower, moving quickly through my routine and then padded into bedroom. Edward was sitting up in the bed, holding a book but he was dead to the world, snoring slightly. I took the book out of his hands and removed his glasses. I gently pushed him down and covered us with the blankets. Without even thinking, Edward wrapped his arms around me and sighed. I kissed his chest and nestled close to him, falling asleep easily.
xx AFS xx
My alarm went off, quite annoyingly, at the ass crack of dawn. Or so I thought. When I rolled over, it was about eight in the morning and I needed to get ready to go to Carlisle and Esme's to get ready for Alice's wedding. I looked around and saw that the room was empty. I frowned and got out of bed. I walked down the stairs and found Edward in a pair of jeans and gray t-shirt at the stove, cooking breakfast.
"Morning," I said, my voice rough with sleep.
"Morning, beautiful," he said with a lopsided smirk. "How did you sleep?"
"Like the dead," I smiled. "I never realized how much I missed you while you were working this week. I slept like crap."
"As I told you, I don't sleep well when I'm not with you either, my beautiful girl," he said as he a plate of French toast in front of me. "Dig in."
"Hmmm. Smells delicious," I smiled. Edward kissed my cheek and put a cup of coffee next to my plate. "Thank you, Dr. McFuckme."
"You're welcome, Ms. Swan," he grinned. He sat down next to me with his own plate of French toast and we dug into our breakfasts in a comfortable silence. We finished our food and I did the dishes. When we were done, my cell phone rang in the bedroom. I ran upstairs and answered it. It was Alice telling me to get my ass to her parents' home ASAP! I grumbled and told her that I would be there in an hour. I called down to Edward. "Yes, my love?"
"Can you put my dress in my car along with my overnight bag?" I asked, sweetly.
"I was planning on driving you to Carlisle and Esme's so we don't have two cars at the hotel. I'll put the Pink Panther dress and your overnight bag into the Aston Martin, okay?" Edward suggested. I nodded and Edward took my dress and bag out of the bedroom. I dressed quickly, putting on a pair of jeans and a light pink hoodie that Alice had made for us. I slipped on a pair of pewter ballet flats and grabbed my phone and purse, walking downstairs. "You ready to go, my beautiful girl?"
"Not really. I'm not looking forward to getting poofed and prodded and poked by the stylists that Alice hired," I grumbled.
"Bella, you will look absolutely gorgeous. You already do," Edward said with a crooked smirk. "Come on."
I shrugged and followed Edward into the Aston Martin. He started the car, moaning as the car purred to life. He backed it out and drove us to his parents' home. He gave me a sweet kiss as he helped me into the house. Alice glared at him as he dropped off my dress. "There are no boys in the house, Edward," she snapped. "Dad is at Jasper's getting ready."
"Relax, Alice. I'm just helping Bella carry in her dress," Edward said with a sigh. "Be happy, Elf. You're getting married."
"I am happy," she wailed. "I'm just impatient."
"Oh lord," Edward laughed. "I'll see you at the church, Mary Alice. I love you, Bella."
"Love you, too," I grinned as I kissed his check. He captured my chin and caressed his lips against mine, tracing his tongue along my lower lip. He growled lightly and pulled away. He winked and he ran out of the house.
Alice took my hand and plopped me down in a chair that was set up in the family room. A short, flamboyantly gay man came up to me. He stuck out his hand and introduced himself. "Hi, I'm Demetri and I'll be taking care of you today, Bella. You are absolutely gorgeous. Skin is flawless and hair looks to be so soft. Let's have some fun."
"Ooooooookay," I said as I arched a brow. Demetri laughed and he stood behind me, running his fingers through my hair. He twisted and curled my hair with a curling iron. He then began pinning my hair up in an elegant updo with soft tendrils surrounding my face. After he finished my hair, he applied makeup to my face. While he worked, he prattled on his work at a local salon and his partner who he loved dearly, a man named Paul. He finished his work and stepped away. He gasped and bounced on his toes. He thrust a mirror into my hands and I held it up. "Is that me?"
"You bet, sugar," Demetri grinned. "Your husband will think you are the most beautiful creature in the room."
"My husband?"
"The good looking red head who dropped you off. Girl, he's fucking gorgeous," he swooned "If he was gay and single, I'd jump on him like white on rice."
"Oh, he's not my husband," I muttered.
"Yet!" Alice chimed from her seat.
"When Alice speaks, it usually happens," Demetri said with a wink. "I'll do your hair and makeup for your wedding. Free. Here's my card."
I took the card, staring blankly at him. He kissed my cheek and began cleaning up his station. I got up woodenly and went upstairs to get my dress on. I walked into the bedroom where I changed before the rehearsal dinner and found my dress along with my shoes and underwear on the bed. I stripped out of my clothes and put on my hipster lacy pink panties and matching strapless bra. I then put on my dress, zipping it up. I put on my jewelry and gave myself a once over before I slipped on my strappy silver sandals. I walked slowly down the stairs. Rose was sitting in the living room, playing on her phone. "What are you doing, Rosalie?"
"I'm texting Emmett," she grinned. "He's such a goof."
"Yes, he is," I replied sitting down. "The dress looks good on you."
"It looks good on you, too, Bells," she smirked. "You have the boobs for it. I really don't. Thank goodness for push up bras."
We sat quietly as Rose continued to text Emmett. "I'm going to sleep with Edward tonight," I blurted.
"Really?" Rose smiled. "About time. You need to get laid, Bells."
"It's not about sexual release, Rosalie," I sighed. "I can get my sexual release with Old Faithful."
"Let me guess. Your vibrator?" she giggled.
"Yes ma'am," I responded. "I feel ready to be with him like that. He makes me feel special. Beautiful. Loved. Cherished. I want to give him all of me."
"Good for you, Bella," she said as she hugged me. "Have fun with Dr. McFuckme."
"Oh, I intend to," I said. We sat until Alice danced down in her gorgeous dress. She twirled and gave us a huge smile. She bounced on her toes and wrapped her arms around our necks. "Alice, you look beautiful."
"Thank you, Bella," she smiled as she fluffed her veil. "So do you. I love the dresses."
"They're very pink, Alice," Rose snorted. "But they're pretty."
"Come on. The photographer is here and we're taking the pictures outside," Alice smiled as she walked through the house. We grabbed our bouquets and walked out into the backyard. The photographer was taking pictures of Esme and Maria. We spent about a half hour taking pictures with Alice and the ladies before we all loaded up into the stretch Hummer. We drove to the church and walked into the brides' room, waiting until the beginning of the ceremony.
Alice was pacing the tiny room. Rose and I, along with the other bridesmaids were sitting watching her wear out the carpet. Esme rolled her eyes and stopped her daughter from having a nervous breakdown. However, she wasn't nervous. Just anxious to get married. After fifteen minutes, the wedding planner came in and gave us the green light to begin our procession. We left the tiny bride's room and walked to the entrance of the sanctuary. All of the groomsmen were already there. I was behind Alice, carrying her train of her dress. I fluffed it and laid it behind her. She gave me a water thank you and took a few deep breaths.
The doors opened and the strains of Pachelbel's Canon in D carried through the church. Each of the bridesmaids walked down the aisle on the arms of their groomsmen. I was talking quietly to Alice when I felt a soft hand on the middle of my back. I turned around and saw Edward, wearing his black tuxedo. I gave him a huge smile. "You look so handsome, Dr. Masen," I said, batting my eyelashes.
"Not as beautiful as you," he blushed. "Shall we?"
He offered his elbow and we took our spot at the doors. "Don't let me fall, Edward."
"I promise to catch you, beautiful girl," he grinned. The wedding planner told us to walk and we processed down the aisle. I recognized a few faces from school and some of Jasper's friends. I put on a smile as we walked down to the altar. Like at the rehearsal, Edward and I bowed at the front of the church before separating and taking our spots. I looked into Edward's eyes as the music changed from Canon in D to Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring. His eyes held my gaze and they were filled with love. I'm certain my eyes mirrored his emotion. I barely noticed that Carlisle had walked Alice up to the altar and kissed her cheek sweetly. I also didn't notice that Jasper and Alice had begun the ceremony. It wasn't until Alice turned to me and handed me her bouquet that the ceremony had started. I blushed and took the bouquet after I fluffed her dress.
Father McManus went through the ceremony, proclaiming devotions of love and trust. The same thing he did when he married Mike and I. As Alice and Jasper went through their ceremony, I reflected on my failed marriage. Was it truly my fault? No. Mike was the one with the problem. Not me. He had these insane expectations and he never once validated my feelings. He never once showed me love. Not that it mattered. He was a murderer anyway. Or was he? The evidence that Edward presented to me was circumstantial at best. When we talked with the police and with Seth, they agreed that they would investigate this lead in Charlotte's cold case.
Alice and Jasper turned to each other and recited their vows. Jasper went first, his voice wavering and his lower lip trembling as he looked at her. "Mary Alice Cullen, I've known for ten years, seven months, thirteen days and," he looked at his watch, "forty-seven minutes. They have been the happiest I'd ever been in all my life, sugar. You have given so much. Love. Honor. Respect. Happiness. Sensuality. Humor. Family. And most importantly, hope. Hope for our present. Hope for our future. Hope for everything that comes our way. I know that we will have our good days and our bad days. The thing that will get us through those days is our love and the fact that we will always be at each other's side. I love you, Alice. With everything that I am. I promise you that I will always strive to be the best man, loving husband, and hopefully an exuberant father to you and our future children."
Alice could barely contain herself when he finished. She threw her arms around his neck, crying hysterically. Father McManus cleared his throat and gave Alice a pointed glare. She quickly sobered and gave him a smile. He then indicated for Alice to say her vows. She nodded and looked into Jasper's eyes. "Jasper Whitlock. You kept me waiting a long time. But the old adage says, 'good things come to those who wait.' I'm definitely glad that you waited for me. And that I waited for you. You have had such an impact in my life. You are loving, kind, sweet, gorgeous and mine. I dreamt of you. I saw you coming into my life and I was so happy when you did. I love you so much and that love grows every day that I know you. I look forward to the steps we will take in our lives as husband and wife. Mother and father. The only thing that matters is that we will be together. Forever."
Jasper sniffled and he wiped his nose unattractively on his sleeve. Edward snorted and handed him a handkerchief, eliciting laughter from the crowd. Father McManus had Alice and Jasper exchange rings and they lit the unity candle. Afterward, Alice looked at her brother and he walked to the piano. He sat down and Alice picked up a microphone. Sia's My Love delicately flowed through the church and I felt my eyes prick with tears. Jasper was a weeping mess as he listened to his wife serenade him.
After the song, Alice walked back to Jasper, lacing her fingers with his. Edward took his place behind Jasper, blushing a shade of pink that rivaled the pink of my dress. The priest gave a few parting words of wisdom before allowing Jasper and Alice to kiss in front of our friends and family.
"It is my greatest pleasure to introduce to you for the first time Mr. and Mrs. Jasper Whitlock," Father McManus announced. Family and friends broke into a rousing round of applause. Alice and Jasper kissed again and I handed her bouquet. The Trumpet Voluntary started and the newlyweds walked down the aisle. Edward extended his arm to me and I gratefully accepted it. We followed the newlyweds to the bride's room until everyone had reconvened on the steps of the church. Jasper and Alice were making out in a corner while the rest of us were waiting.
"God, get a room, bro!" Garrett laughed.
Jasper snarled and flipped him off. "Shut it. I'm kissing my wife." He dipped her low and kissed her senseless.
"Jasper has the right idea," Edward laughed. He wrapped his arms around my waist and dipped me into a passionate kiss. I fought feebly against him and I heard snickers around the room. Edward pulled away and gave me a sexy smirk. "I wanted to do that since I saw you. You are so fucking beautiful," he whispered as his lips moved against mine. I opened my mouth and his tongue slid between my lips. My hands moved to his hair and I moaned quietly.
"Fuck me! Now we have two couples who need a room," Garrett barked.
Edward laughed and righted us. "We really don't have an excuse like being 'just married,'" Edward blushed.
"Edward, you never have an excuse for kissing Bella," Alice giggled as she extricated herself from Jasper. "You two are like horny teenagers."
"Alice!" we both yelled.
"What? I'm so happy that both of you found each other. However you are extremely nauseating," Alice shrugged. "Let's go get bubbled and then take some pictures." Alice reached into her purse and adjusted her lipstick. She then tossed it to me, arching a brow. I rolled my eyes and applied the lipstick on my mouth. Edward was snickering and I smacked his belly. We laced fingers and walked out to the front of the church. We picked up some bubbles and attacked Alice and Jasper as they walked out of the church and into the limo.
The crowd dissipated and we walked back into the church for pictures. That was two hours of my life that I'll never get back. Every configuration of people was arranged with the photographer. However, the most surprising picture that was taken was of Alice's family. She insisted that I join in the picture. I hesitated and Edward grabbed my hand, standing behind me. We smiled and our pictures were taken. We then headed to a small park for some more candid shot. Alice insisted that Edward and I take a number of pictures of the two of us. The photographer happily obliged Alice's request and Edward and I got play model. He loved it. I thoroughly hated it. The only redeeming quality of the whole thing was being with Edward the whole time. His subtle touches, loving caresses and soft kisses made the pictures worthwhile.
After all the pictures, we headed to the hotel where Alice and Jasper were having their reception. We immediately went into the receiving line for everyone. Another hour and then the doors opened, ushering people into the large banquet hall that was decorated in pink, white and black. The wedding party hung out and waited to get called into the reception hall. The DJ came out and asked us how to pronounce our names and clarified if we were married or not. After that, the music changed and he started announcing the wedding party.
"…and now the Best Man and Maid of Honor! Dr. Edward Masen and Ms. Isabella Swan!" the DJ announced with a smirk and we walked onto the dance floor. Edward pulled me into a dance hold and twirled me around. I didn't fall. Praise the lord!
"Last, but not certainly not least, introducing our newlyweds! Mr. and Mrs. Jasper and Alice Whitlock!"
Alice and Jasper strode into the room falling into their first dance as husband and wife. The wait staff distributed drinks and we settled into our meals. Alice and Jasper took their seats after their dance. After the salad course and before the main course, the DJ came over with a microphone for the speeches. I blushed and looked at Edward with a frantic glance. He turned on the microphone, clinking his water glass for their attention. The crowd hushed and he held up the microphone. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, family and friends. I hope you enjoyed the salad. For those of you who don't know me, I'm Edward, Alice's brother. I'm also the best man for Jasper. I'd like to take this time to congratulate my sister and my best friend on their wedding today. Anyone who can live with my sister or be in the same room as her for any length of time is a saint."
"Shut up, Edward," Alice hissed.
"Love you, Elf," Edward winked. "Anyhow, Alice and Jasper met in college. I'd like to say that I was the one who introduced them, but no. It wasn't me. I didn't even meet Jasper until they had been dating for a few months when she brought this guy home for Thanksgiving. However, I knew then when I met him, he would marry my sister. He was everything that she wanted and dreamed for in a boyfriend, husband and father. Trust me, I know. She constantly called me to tell me about her dream man. But I didn't let Jasper in right away. I played the part of the protective 'older' brother, even though Alice is a few months older than me. In all the time that Jasper and Alice dated, I could see their love grow and blossom. When he decided to propose, he asked Carlisle and me for permission. I laughed at that as I knew Alice would put a stiletto up my butt if I refused his request. But, Jasper, you are a special man. A man who is worthy of my sister's love. I'm honored to have you as my brother. Welcome to the family." Jasper got up and gave Edward a huge hug. "One more thing. If you hurt her, I will kick your ass." The crowd laughed and they hugged again.
After Edward's speech, I got incredibly nervous. Put me in front of 30 8th grade students and I'm fine. Put me in front of adults and I'm a hot mess. Edward handed me the microphone, kissing my cheek. "You'll do fine, beautiful."
"Sure, sure," I mumbled. I smiled at Alice, tugging on her veil. She returned my grin with a wink. "Alice. Alice. Alice. You are truly unique. For as long as I've known you, you've marched to the beat of your own drummer. Usually, the beat of your drummer was fast. Until you met Jasper. Then you slowed down. Not in a bad way. But in a way that you could enjoy life. Enjoy love. Enjoy it all. Jasper did that for you. He brings out the best in you. He handles your bouts of extreme hyperactivity and dramatic tendencies. He provides a calming influence in all that you do. Most importantly, he loves you. Unconditionally. I've never met two people more different than each other, but more right at the same time. I love you both, so much. I wish you the best of luck in this journey that you are about to embark on: marriage. The road may get bumpy, but with each other, you can handle anything. To Mr. and Mrs. Whitlock!" I raised my glass and toasted my friends.
The DJ collected the microphone and walked back to his perch behind his equipment. The rest of the meal went by quickly and pretty soon we were called onto the dance floor for the wedding party dance. Edward wrapped his strong arms around me and we swayed to Nat King Cole's Unforgettable. He placed my hand over his heart and crooned quietly in my ear. He was truly a smooth dancer. I never once stumbled or tripped in his arms. He twirled me and dipped me at the end of the song, kissing my lips chastely. "I love you, Bella," he whispered as the song morphed into something more upbeat. "Let's go out on the patio." I nodded and he led us outside to the large patio overlooking a small pond.
I stood in front of the edge of the patio, leaning on the railing. I sighed contentedly. Edward stood behind me, his arms securely around my waist. "What are you thinking about, beautiful girl?"
"Everything. Nothing," I smiled. "You."
"Me?"
"Yep. You. I am so lucky to have you, Edward," I said. I leaned my head back against his shoulder, forgetting that I had enough bobby pins in my hair to go to China and back. "Ow."
"Hair?" Edward asked as he gently patted my head. I nodded and grimaced. "Well, it looks beautiful. Just like you."
"Demetri did a fabulous job," I said. "I just have a hairpin headache."
"Was Demetri your hair guy?" Edward asked.
"Stylist, Edward. And yes," I laughed.
"Should I be jealous?"
"No. He was very gay and very much in a relationship with another guy named Paul," I giggled, turning to face him. I laid my hands on his chest, looking up at his handsome face. "Besides, he was too short for me. I was taller than him in my heels." Edward laughed and he kissed me. "I love you, Edward. Thank you for everything you've done for me. Opened your home…"
"…Our home," he corrected.
"Our home," I laughed. "Shown me love, support and strength. And yeah…"
"Very eloquent for an English teacher," he teased.
"Shut it," I snorted. "There is something else."
"What, beautiful girl?"
"I want you. All of you. I want to give you all of me," I whispered. "If you'll have me."
Edward looked into my eyes and his face slowly reacted to what I was saying. His eyes sparkled behind his frames and his mouth was pulled up in a radiant grin. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?" I blushed and nodded. Edward leaned down gently caressed my lips with his. His grasp around my waist tightened and I moaned quietly against his mouth. He pulled away, leaning his forehead against mine. "Is it too early to leave?"
"Probably," I said, caressing his soft skin of his cheeks.
"Bella…there…there are no words that I can express at the gift you're giving me," he said quietly. "I love you so much. I can't wait to show you."
"As I love you, Edward," I smiled.
"Bella? Edward? They're getting ready to do the bouquet and garter toss," Angela called. We pulled apart and headed back into the reception hall, eagerly waiting for the wedding reception to end.
A/N: I'm stopping there. I want to make this upcoming lemon extra juicy and this chapter is already 10,000 words. Leave me love. Por favor.