Disclaimer: All the Twilight stuff belongs to Stephenie Meyer. No copyright infringement is intended. I'm just playing in her sandbox.
Authors note: If you live in the US, hopefully by now you have had your fix of shopping for a day or two. I preferred to stay home and write this. Hope you enjoy some lemony goodness after a long day!
Chapter 46 Black Friday
EPOV
"Sweetheart, vampires mate for life. Once your changed, the love we share will continue to grow and bond us together. I'm told it intensifies for at least the first ten years, so . . . no, it won't be like this, it will be stronger."
We sat in silence, listening to the waves crashing on the rocks and watching the wind blow the wisps of clouds across the moon. Without speaking, she turned to face me and kissed me oh so softly, trailing her fingers along my jaw, pinching my earlobe, down my neck and across my chest. She extended her wrist and pushed - just a gentle action really, I would hardly have noticed except I was so tuned to her every move. She wanted me to lie back, she was pushing me actually, I just had to notice it and I instantly complied, of course.
She straightened her legs to lie between mine, her belly on the rock where we sat and her chest propped up by her elbows on either side of my hips. Her eyes never left mine as she rested her chin on my belt. She began to trace the outline of my hardened length by rubbing her chin side to side against it down its full length till she reached the base of the zipper to my slacks, she then opened her mouth and placed her lips around the bulge in my slacks, forcing hot air against me.
My head shot back and I could not help but moan as I lay there propped up on my elbows watching her. She continued to tease me with the warm air from her mouth as her hands met over my belly and she began to undo my belt, then the button and zipper of my pants, leaving only my briefs to contain me as she blew warm air across me. She scooted up me and grabbed the waistband of my briefs with her teeth, pulling them down so that my erection sprung free in the salty night air. Her eyes never left mine as her fingers reached under my shirt to trace the outlines of muscles on my chest. She scraped her fingernails down my chest, following the line of hair towards where her face rested, her chin rubbing against my length. She licked the length of me, holding me in both hands as her tongue circled the tip to retrieve the moisture that was already leaking there. This was one of the hottest thing I had ever seen her do, or so I thought.
She licked her way back down my length then hugged it against her neck, stroking up and down it with her cheek and chin. She continued to stroke me this way, cupping me against her neck and rubbing while her hands massaged my sides and hips. God it was driving me mad and I was doing my best not to come right then on her neck, but she had other ideas. She raised her head and while starring into my eyes she planted a soft kiss on the slit of my penis, running her tongue along it before engulfing me in her mouth and slowly sinking her face to engulf me almost totally. I felt myself hit the back of her throat and continue.
Holy mother of all that is holy how the hell was she doing that? Her lips had slowly advanced, consuming me inch by inch swirling her tongue on me and sucking me to the point that I was now almost fully engulfed in her, the head of my penis had to be halfway down her throat. Then, though I had no idea how it could ever feel any better, she swallowed and hummed at the same time.
"Bella . . . fuck . . . oh . . holy shit baby . . . fuck . . . God baby . . . never stop . . .d d doing this . . . ," I couldn't form rational thoughts, much less words as I lay there, defenseless against anything she wanted to do.
I felt it happen, of course, the large chunks of rock that my hands were crushing, the trenches beside me that my fingers dug in the rock and I struggled to keep my hands off of her. I came instantly down her throat, as she continued to pull me to her. She had yet to even bob her head up and back, she had only just taken me in once and that was all it took. I swelled ridiculously with fluids and even I could never remember being that large before. I worried for a moment that I might actually choke her with the amount of release she was swallowing, but it didn't seem to phase her. She licked her lips as she released me, nuzzling my already hardening length.
I grabbed her, pulling her to me so that she sat straddling me as I kissed her passionately there in the moonlight, my tongue exploring every crevice, stroking her mouth, tasting me on her. This woman was my life. I had no idea how I had ever survived without her. I reached between us and stroked her folds. There was no need, she was dripping wet of course. It was then I realized she was smiling at me, her head cocked to one side as I looked at her.
"Bella, you have nothing on under that dress," I exclaimed.
"Well how could I, I believe a sneaky vampire thought he would play a joke on me and unpack all the underwear I had put in my suitcase. You wouldn't have any idea who that sneak would be, would you?" she asked, her arms around my neck and her head still cocked to one side.
I looked at her and I could not stop the silly crooked grin from coming over my face.
"Why, Mrs. Cullen, who would do such a thing? Do I need to hunt them down and seek justice for their actions," I asked playfully.
"No, Mr. Cullen, I think I can avenge the act myself in this case," she said as she bent my length to rub it between her folds, coating me in the delicious moisture there to tease me.
"Hum, perhaps we should go home now," she said as she started to pull away, "I think you were very presumptuous to make me run around exposed. Such a mean joke, so naughty of you."
She leaned forward and put her lips to my ears, "I love you more than anything," she said as she guided me into her warmth, hooking her legs behind me and squeezing me to her as we sat there on the rocks.
~oooOooo~
We walked home a couple of hours later. Everyone had left by now and Renee was finishing up in the kitchen when we walked in. She took one look at us and knew, of course. Her mind raced.
Bella looks so flushed, they mush have had sex on the beach.
God they seem to have sex through out the day, several times a day.
Wish I was 19 again!
Look at how he holds her, like she is the most precious thing in the world.
My daughter loves this boy so much.
She looks so happy, so in love with him.
I chuckled at her thoughts, but tried to cover my actions, "Well I guess it worked, we missed the cleanup entirely!"
"Don't even try that on me, young man. You did most of the cleanup when you were in here earlier," Renee said as she dried her hands on a towel, "Thank you."
"Anytime," I answered her, "I'm just going to call my parents and see how their trip is going."
"I'll wait for you upstairs," I said to Bella, bending to kiss her on the neck before I exited up the stairs. I knew that Renee wanted to talk to her daughter.
~oooOooo~
BPOV
"Anything left that you need me to do, Mom? I asked.
"No, sweetie, unless you want to sit and have a cup of coffee with me."
"Sure," I answered, getting myself a cup and sitting down at the kitchen table to join her.
"Thank you for cooking today, you are so much better at it than I ever was," Renee told me, "I love eating your cooking. I'm surprised your young man hasn't gained weight with you around to cook for him."
I snickered, the thought of Edward gaining weight made me laugh. He would always look just like he did now, the perfect body, tight abs . . .
"Most of the time he beats me to it and has food ready for me before I even have a chance," I told her, "He spoils me silly."
"He adores you, Bella. He notices every move you make. You don't often find that in a young man . . . hell sweetie, you rarely find that at all, regardless of their age."
"He is really sweet, Mom, but he has his moments. He tends to be overprotective and very opinionated."
"Well, he's overprotective because he loves you and most men get that way when their wives are pregnant. As far as opinionated, well he's intelligent, of course he has opinions. Look at how he makes his living, he makes decisions based on his own assessments and opinions. It just seems natural that he would be that way," she said as she put a hand on mine, "I'm happy for you. You two are perfect for each other. He brings out your self confidence and you allow him to show his softer side. It seems like it's new for him."
"Mom, you have no idea. Anyway, what are your plans for tomorrow?" I asked, though I had a bad feeling that I already knew.
"Well, I was hoping you would go shopping with me. It's Black Friday and all the stores have sales. Do you have any idea what you're getting people for Christmas?" she asked me.
"Well, I don't know what to get you and Phil and Charlie, but I already ordered gifts for the Cullen's. Rosalie and I are going in together to buy them."
"Buy what? What are you getting them this year?" she asked as she sipped her coffee.
I stared at my cup, kind of embarrassed to tell her. I'm so not used to having money or spending exorbitant amounts of it on gifts, but I suppose this was my first test. I needed to get used to it.
"Well, you have to keep it a secret from Edward," I told her knowing full well that he would pick it out of her head. He just wouldn't know which one he was getting and he would probably be proud of me for venturing to spend this much money anyway. "Rosalie and I ordered new Harley Davidson motorcycles for the family, seven of them," I told her.
"You what?" she said as she spat her coffee.
"Well, the Racing Foundation presented me with a new one when I got that award last month, so Rose and I decided that the rest of the family needed their own so that we could all go riding together. It'll be fun!"
"Bella!" she gasped, trying to collect herself, "aren't those bikes expensive?"
"Kind of, but Rose and I went in together on it," I explained to her.
"Don't think I'm getting into your business, sweetie, but how much are things like that?" my Mom asked, unable to keep the stunned look off her face.
"Well, by the time we paid shipping and an extra fee to rush delivery and all the extras we added to customize each bike, we spent about a hundred thousand each," I said.
She looked at me as though she just could not process what I had said, "Well, it's not something I could ever imagine, dear. How I would get that much money and my husband not know, you're surprising him? How?".
I really don't know if he will notice or not, Mom. I wrote the check out of my account, not our joint account, but Edward does all the books. He hasn't said anything and really, I don't think he ever would. I still have over three hundred thousand of the original five he put in my account before my birthday. He asks the first of every month when he does payables, but I keep telling him not to put any more in the account, to leave it somewhere where it at least gains interest. I just don't spend money like Alice!" I told her.
"Oh! I nearly forgot, I bought you some things in Rio. We went clothes shopping as always and I just saw some things I knew you would like! Honestly, I could never shop like Alice does. It's a good thing her credit card has no limit, it scares me to think how much she spends on all of our clothes," I stammered.
"Alice buys all your clothes?" I nodded my head, "Every one's clothes?"
"Yes, Edwards, every ones."
"Do you pay her back?"
"No. She just does it. The Cullen's really don't keep up with who buys what from what I can tell. No one really cares about money in this family Mom. When the supply is so great that you can't really even manage to spend the interest every month, you just seem to loose interest in who bought what. As long as everyone has what they need, it's all good. I have to argue with her to use my credit card when we shop for me even," I complained to her."
My mom just sat there looking astonished, like she wasn't getting what I was telling her.
"Well, I love you and don't spend your money on me, sweetie. Let me spend some on you tomorrow! And you have to help me pick something for Edward for Christmas! Since we're coming there this year for the holidays I need to know what to get the Cullen's. Motorcycles are out for me though," she said laughing.
"Okay Mom, we'll shop tomorrow. Right now, I'm sure Edward is waiting up for me."
"Yes, I'm sure he is," she said with a smirk on her face.
"Mom!"
"What? Go! I'd do the same thing!"
~oooOooo~
I awoke to my Mom gently shaking my shoulder. "Mom? Is everything okay?" I said groggily.
"Everything is fine. Time to get up, the stores open in two hours."
I looked over my shoulder, Edward appeared to be sleeping on his stomach facing away from me, the covers draping across his lower back and only his torso exposed. I looked at the clock. It was 4am. FOUR AM.
"Mom. Really?"
"Really. I'm going to take my shower, meet me downstairs when you're ready, I want to get there by 6 though!"
"Mom, that's two hours from now!"
"I know sweetie, but it's not like the two of you join the rest of the world for awhile after you wake up in the mornings. I woke you up extra early to be sure we could be there by 6," she said over her shoulder as she left the room and closed the door.
I looked over at the muscled back of my husband, knowing he never slept without his arms around me.
"Okay faker, you can wake up now," I told him as I kissed the back of his neck.
He slowly turned his head, his hands still under his pillow and opened one eye to look at me.
"What, I'm sleeping!" he said fighting back a snicker.
"Sure you are," I said as I smacked him over the head with a pillow.
He rolled towards me onto his back and I laid on him, hugging and giggling and kissing in the early morning hours. I spread my legs around him and took him in as he held me, caressing my breasts in his hands as we kissed. Each movement of his fingers seemed amplified, each nerve connected directly to my crotch as he gently pinched my nipples. I rocked into him with more intent, deepening the kisses and gripping his shoulders. God he was gorgeous, and he was only mine. Forever. How could I ever really get over that fact.
I felt my muscles start to tingle, the pleasure becoming too much to bear and my body telling me it was about to explode. Edward felt it too, as he started lifting his hips and thrusting into me. His face looked strained, panicked almost as he rolled us over and took control, thrusting harder into me now, actually moving me on the bed. He put his arms around me and held onto each of his own forearms with his hands as he became more intense, my hands grasping at the hair at the nape of his neck and my nails scraping down his back to his butt, pulling him in impossibly closer. He knew we would be heard, he also knew that I didn't care as we came apart together, the intensity on his face now more than ever before revealing his raw passion and power. I hugged him to me as he struggled to just keep his hands gripping his own forearms so that he would not destroy anything or harm me. It was nice to be within his encircled arms, even if he wasn't squeezing me, fearful of his own intensity and strength.
I gently pushed and he gave way, rolling to his back as his length hardened again, still within me. I sat up astride him, running my hands across the rippled muscles of his belly and down the trail of soft hair to where we were joined, my fingers playing in the curls there. He lay smiling at me, stroking my cheek then moving to cup my breasts in his hands.
"They're getting larger, you know," he said softly, staring at my breasts.
"What?' I asked as I continued to study him.
"Your breasts, they are getting larger, heavier. The nipples are getting larger and turning slightly darker. They seem even more sensitive than normal, too," he said almost reverently.
"They are more sensitive. Is this your medical school training showing, doctor?" I teased him as I began to rock my hips on him.
"Partly, it's supposed to happen when you're pregnant. God Bella, I just never thought I would ever be a part of this, experience this," he said as he stared at my belly, "I know all the medical ins and outs, at least for humans, but I just never thought I would experience this as the father of the baby. It's just hard to believe I put that in you and I'm so scared that it will hurt you Bella . . . I'm just really scared."
I couldn't believe he was actually admitting this to me. I had known it, of course. But he had opened himself up to me in a way I never thought him capable of. He was willing to share everything with me and I loved him for it even more. My invincible, super humanly strong vampire was lying in my arms telling me he was scared. Was there no limit to how much I could love this man. I wondered how it could possible grow stronger for years to come, would we ever be able to stand not being intimate all day everyday.
"We won't let him, Edward. You and Carlisle will just have to get Masen out before he knows he wants out," I told him.
"Masen?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. I blushed.
"Well, unless you'll let me name him Edward," I said still fiddling with his curls.
"No, Masen is perfect, love," he said pressing his lips to mine and effectively ending the conversation.
I opened the suitcase and took out jeans to slip on. Edward stared at me, his head in his hand propped up on his elbow.
"Going commando are we," he chided, knowing full well I had no underwear to put on.
"Yes, and if I have to so are you,",I said tossing him his favorite worn looking jeans. I knew he didn't like wearing jeans when he went out, preferring slacks instead, but he didn't argue. He gracefully rolled out of bed and pulled them on, attempting to confine his hardened length.
"Edward," I said as he found a button down and tucked it in, why were you on the other side of the bed this morning? Were you really asleep?"
"No, love. I heard your Mom's thoughts as she came down the hall and I knew she was just going to walk in. I was wrapped around you and well . . . you know. Anyway, I thought it best to cover you and appear to be asleep. Lying on my stomach hid my . . . condition . . . from her view."
I had to giggle as he tried so delicately to tell me what he had been doing and I just could not resist shocking my husband by stating what he was too proper to verbalize to me.
"You mean you were fucking me as I slept and didn't want my Mom to see your raging hard on under the covers, so you hid it by lying on your stomach?" I saw him do a double take at me with his mouth agape through the corner of my eye. As I nonchalantly headed down stairs, I heard a faint, "Bella . . ."
We were in the kitchen and I had a cup of coffee in my hand when Mom came in to join us.
"Ready to go?" she said.
"Yep," I answered. Edward stood and scooted his chair in, startling my Mom. She jumped and let out a squeak, apparently she thought it was just me in the kitchen.
"Oh, Edward. Good morning," she said as she looked at him questioningly.
He answered the question he undoubtedly heard in her head, "I thought I would drive you ladies around today while you shopped."
"You're going shopping with us?" Mom asked.
"Mom, we do everything together, haven't you figured that out by now?" I said as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
"I don't want to intrude, Renee, but she's right. I always prefer to be with her, even shopping. I can make myself scarce if you need me to, if you want some alone time, I understand," Edward offered.
"No no dear, it's fine. I just didn't expect it. Getting Phil to shop with me is like pulling teeth with pliers!" she stated with some amazement.
Well, let's go then," I said grabbing my purse and heading towards the door.
Edward opened the rear door of the car, closing it after she got in and sat down and then did the same for me in the front seat. Mom cocked her head and looked at me with surprise as I just shrugged my shoulders, "He's just like that, Mom," I told her as he got into the car to drive and took one of my hands in his.
We shopped for hours, Edward making several trips to the car to relieve us of our treasures so that we wouldn't have to carry them around. I had managed to swipe my credit card a few times instead of Renee's to pay for her purchases as well as mine. My mom was so spacey she had never noticed. Her attention span was sometimes non existent. Edward was sweet and attentive and gave us an opinion when we asked. He purchased a couple of odds and ends that he wanted to give his Mom and a plaque with a humorous saying on it for his Dad's office. He walked around part of the day with a Coke and pretzel, getting me to take sips and bites since we hadn't stopped for lunch anywhere. It was just his way of keeping food and drink in me and perhaps appearing to Renee that he did indeed eat. He insisted on a healthy smoothie for me the moment he spied that particular store.
When we approached Victoria Secret, Edward stopped at the door.
"There is an electronics store across the way," his head nodded towards the AT&T store adjacent to a Best Buy, just cross the walkway, "Would you mind if I looked around there instead of going in here with you, love? I neglected to bring my laptop and if we are staying for a few extra days, I have some business I need to attend to."
"Perfect sweetheart, see you in a bit," I said as I kissed his lips.
"My, my, he is just the perfect gentleman, isn't he," my Mom said.
"What?" I looked questioningly at her.
"Bella, that boy has the manners that people used to have back in the day, you know, early nineteenth century. He just gracefully declined to go into a store that sells intimate apparel without ever saying that was what he was doing. We have passed that electronics store twice today, he never wanted to go look around in it before," Mom said.
"Yea, I guess he did," I said thoughtfully.
My Mom was always intuitive, sensing too much sometimes. I hoped this wasn't one of those times.
"So you two are staying longer than just the weekend?" she asked.
"Well, Edward talked to the rest of his family last night. Seems that Carlisle and Esme are heading back to Highlands because Carlisle is due back at the hospital, but the kids are meeting us in Orlando to go to some of the theme parks. Alice and Jasper want to go to Universal and ride the roller coasters."
"Wow. Last minute decisions seem to follow Alice. I am happy that you will be here a few more days, though," she said as she hugged me and we walked into the store.
Alice had seen that it would be terribly overcast all next week and weekend and they seemed to be just looking for an excuse to go to the parks. Edward was reluctant, given my pregnancy, but Carlisle assured him that I really was fine and I told him that it sounded like fun. Done. We were going. Victoria was safely still in Calgary, trying to find my whereabouts through Jacob.
I looked around at some of the skimpier and silkier pieces, but Alice had already filled one suitcase full of such things complete with French labels that I couldn't even read. I picked out a couple of dozen pairs of underwear, my mom's eyebrow shooting up at some of my selections. I explained that I had forgotten to bring underwear with me without blaming it on Edward, then I decided to just be a little bolder and see if she could handle it.
"Maybe I should get a few more while I'm here."
"Well, sweetie. You'll need maternity ones soon enough," Mom reminded me.
"Doesn't really matter. These will be gone in a couple of weeks," I whispered to her.
"Do you misplace things that easily, Bella?" she questioned.
I gathered my nerve and said it, "No, I don't loose them. Edward destroys them daily when he rips them off."
She just looked at me, stared really, no expression at all other than shock. She wasn't used to me being willing to share my thoughts like she wished I would and I just had. I had chosen some sets as well, having to purchase larger bras for my increasing breasts. Edward appeared at the register as I was checking out and handed the woman his credit card to pay for my purchases. Mom was still somewhat of a statue and I knew Edward was reading her mind and trying not to laugh.
"Why Mr. Cullen," I said, "won't your wife notice that you made purchases at Victoria Secret?"
"My wife trusts me completely, as I do her . . . and Victoria Secret purchases on my credit card will indeed be a first, Mrs. Cullen," he said as he signed the receipt and took my bags for me. Mom still stood with her mouth slightly ajar, not knowing what to say, but looking at us with quite a smirk on her face!
Edward had several large bags of his own, so we headed to the car. Mom and I had both had our fill of shopping as it was late afternoon and I wanted to get home to the leftovers.
~oooOooo~
Edward took all the bags upstairs for us and Mom and I went into the kitchen to find food. I realized after a few minutes that Edward had not come downstairs. When I went upstairs to find him, I heard him in the bathroom and I went in to check on him. The food that I had dared him to eat yesterday was finding its way back out and he was miserable. Though he tried to get me to leave, I wet a washcloth with cool water and stood beside his kneeling form, wiping his forehead and neck with the cool cloth to sooth him. He was right, the food came back up in exactly the form it had gone in, no changes like there would have been if I had vomited food I had eaten last night. I would never try to get him to eat again, I felt so bad for him. He finally got all the food back up and I started the shower for us. Maybe it would make him feel better. I undressed him and followed him in, shampooing his hair and washing soap all over him not so much because he needed it, but because I loved doing anything for him that I thought would give him the least bit of comfort.
"You take such good care of me, sweetheart," he said as he hugged me.
"I love you. Thank you for letting me do little things for you, it makes me feel like there is something I can do for you, some way I can take care of you even if the reality is that you don't need anything," I said quietly.
"Bella," he said grasping my shoulders in his hands and pulling away from me to stare into my eyes, "I need you more than you can yet understand. I waited a hundred years for you and everything you do matters to me, every comfort you offer, every time you show your love for me. I love you, Bella," he said as he hugged me to him.
I kissed up his neck to his jaw, but he didn't move to kiss me like he usually did when I asked like that. He noticed my pout.
"Let me brush my teeth first, love. You wouldn't want to kiss me right now, I promise."
~oooOooo~
I dressed and went back downstairs to the kitchen. Mom had finished her sandwich and I let her know that Edward had eaten something that didn't agree with him and he would be upstairs lying down for awhile.
"So, have you told your father about the baby?" Mom asked.
"No. I spoke to him yesterday to wish him and Sue a happy Thanksgiving, but Edward doesn't want to tell him yet, he thinks Dad will upset me and wants me to wait till we are home where Carlisle is close by, just in case," I told her as I sat to have my sandwich, "I told you he was overprotective."
"Well, overprotective in a good way. It seems he doesn't worry that ripping underwear will hurt you," she said laughing.
"MOM!" I said turning eight shades of red.
My Mom and I talked for several hours, chatting about Charlie, Phil, things that had happened in Phoenix. She wanted to know all about racing motorcycles, Jacob, what life was like on the road with the race team and what life was like now with my own home and how I felt about having my own family. I was just telling her that I would eventually like to go to college when Edward entered the kitchen.
"I was so hoping you would eventually like to go, love. I was just checking correspondence on line and we were both accepted to Dartmouth, not that you knew you applied," he said with a smile.
"Edward, Dartmouth? How?" I asked as I stood and threw my arms around his neck.
"I filled out the application for you year before last and you did the essays, remember, junior year in high school?" he went on, "Well I sent in the forms last spring and requested a deferral, still hoping I would find you. Anyway, if we want to go next fall, we are both accepted. You can't even yell at me about the cost now that we're married," he said as he swung me around.
"That's just great, Edward. Way to go planning in advance," Renee said.
"We will have to see what happens with the baby and all, but the option is there. Probably not a good idea to travel and let me show you Europe till the baby is a little older anyway," he explained.
"What an extraordinary life you two will have," my mother marveled as she stared at us.
"Well, Renee, not knowing exactly what our plans are, now with the baby coming and all, I took the liberty of purchasing you a new cell phone while I was in the store. I have new ones for all of us as well and they have the capacity to do video calls, so you can see each other when you talk, if you choose to. All of our numbers are programed there for you, as well as the office number for my Dad at the hospital, in case you need it."
"That was really thoughtful of you, sweetheart," I told him as he handed my Mom and I each new cell phones, already in leather cases.
"Edward, I can't accept this. You shouldn't have,"Mom told him.
"Please, Renee, this will make Bella more comfortable that anywhere she is you can reach each other, these are satellite and will receive and transmit virtually anywhere in the world. You just never know how crazy we could get and be somewhere entirely out of range of our current phones, and with the baby coming I'm sure she will be wanting to speak with her mother a bit more often," Edward responded, "I have also set up a laptop in Bella's room that has video capability. I needed it to do some business with on Monday and Tuesday, but I planned to leave it here for you after we leave so that you can stay even better connected with e-mail capability, although you have e-mail on the phones as well."
"Well, I don't think I am going to win this one and when you put it that way, Edward, thank you. This was very thoughtful," Mom replied. "Are you feeling better?"
"Yes, just a passing thing. No food for me tonight though, thanks," he held his hands up to gesture just how sure he was that he didn't want food.
I had to laugh as Edward backed out of the kitchen and headed back upstairs to finish his work, now that he had a computer.
"That young man thinks of everything, doesn't he," Mom said.
"You have no idea, Mom. No idea," I added as I thought about forever with my thoughtful, overprotective vampire.