I gazed into his intense amber eyes, mulling over the question carefully. I knew what I wanted, and this was the only way.
I will not hurt him like Renee hurt Charlie, I told myself sternly as I whispered, "I would marry you a thousand times over." His eyes sparkled with joy.
If he could have cried, happy tears would be streaming down his marble face as he whispered softly into my ear, "Isabella Marie Swan, I love you with every fiber of my existence."
He stayed all night, watching the gentle rise and fall of my chest as I slept.
I woke to Edward's gentle voice chanting, "I love you. Forever." in my ear, the echo of my lullaby against the walls of my room in the background. I flipped over in bed to stare at his celestial face, a smile playing across my sleepy lips. I made the right choice, I thought blissfully to myself as he leaned in to kiss me lovingly.
However, I was suddenly fighting the urge to pee. The really strong urge. I hopped out of bed, blushing furiously while dashing to the bathroom. I could hear Edward chuckling softly to himself in the other room.
I thought I might as well wash up while I was in there, so I poked my head out the door and said I was getting in the shower. As I let the lukewarm water (reeeally need to get Charlie to fix the water heater) engulf me, I felt my feet begin to slide from under my body.
Oh, shit, I thought to myself as my butt hit the shower floor with a loud crash. Thank god Charlie was already on his Saturday fishing expedition, or else he already would have had the hospital on the line, rambling about a fractured pelvis.
I was rubbing my bruised backside when I heard the shower curtain rustle. Edward's muffled voice came from the other side of the curtain, gently asking me to give him my arm so he could help me up from the floor. I blushed red as a tomato and offered him my wrist.
Once I was solidly standing, he said, "What am I going to do with you? I'll be downstairs fixing breakfast." I heard the door click shut behind him. Always the gentleman, I sighed.
As I sat eating my carefully prepared waffles under Edward's watchful gaze, I asked, "What would you like to do today?"
"I was thinking we should go for a road trip," he said thoughtfully. In response to my apprehensive expression, he laughed and added, "Just for the afternoon. I'm not sure whether Charlie could handle another seemingly random disappearance."
Five minutes later, we were speeding hand in hand down the freeway in Edward's shiny Volvo.
As the wind coming from the open window whipped through my hair, I silently mused over my decision. Charlie will turn purple, Renee will faint, Rosalie will seethe, and Alice will shriek.
Oh my god! Alice! She probably saw this happen and will be waiting to drag me around every bridal boutique in the state of Washington! I groaned loudly and Edward twirled to face me, concern in his eyes.
"Is anything wrong? Should I pull over?!" he asked frantically. When I told him my predictions, he tilted his beautiful head back and laughed out loud.
"Keep your eyes on the road!" I shrieked hysterically as he narrowly avoided a head-on collision with a semi. He turned to me, his tawny eyes dancing merrily.
"You look adorable when you're in hysterics." I blushed, but wouldn't look him in the eye for a good ten minutes.
We had been driving for about thirty minutes when we saw a sign that said 'CARNIVAL' in bold red letters on the side of the road.
"Let's go in! I love carnivals!" I yelled excitedly. Edward promptly whipped his shiny silver Volvo into the entrance. When we got out of the car, the smell of popcorn, sugar, and cotton candy hit my nose. I looked happily at Edward and saw that his nose was wrinkled in disgust.
"What's wrong?" I asked Edward worriedly.
He answered simply, "Carnivals smell like human food." I felt so stupid. Of course Edward would hate the smell of Carnivals. He can't eat human food! I thought of a solution to our dilemma. I grabbed a tattered Kleenex from my purse and rubbed it in my hair so it would smell like my strawberry shampoo. I offered him the tissue and he held it to his nose.
"Thank you," he said appreciatively. I smiled and took off toward the carnival gates, him following close behind at human speed.
I returned home clutching a stuffed walrus, five plastic bracelets, seven pairs of plastic fangs, and a half-melted frozen lemonade. I love carnivals. Edward surveyed my collection with an amused expression. "Someone got a little excited, didn't they?" he said teasingly. I stuck the fangs in my mouth and growled. I stopped growling when I saw his dejected pout. I gave him a quick kiss and ran upstairs to survey my treasures. I decided to name my walrus Fred. "Hello, Fred," I said cheerfully.
"Looks like Fred is holding something," Edward said mischievously from the doorway. I glanced at Fred's flipper. Tied to it was the single most beautiful ring I have ever seen.
It was white gold, with two intertwining bands. There was a sparkling princess-cut diamond where the two bands met in the middle. It took me a moment to realize that there was an engraving on the inside: My Love For You Is Eternal. I dashed to the doorway and dove into Edward's arms. "It's perfect," I sighed into his chest as he slipped the ring onto my finger.
I had been leaking tears of joy for a solid hour by the time Charlie returned. Edward hid in my closet when he heard the cruiser pull up in the driveway. I threw myself at Charlie and gave him a tight hug the moment he stepped over the pile of shoes on the welcome mat. He patted my back awkwardly and pulled away.
I took a deep breath and managed to spew out, "Edwardaskedmetomarryhimandisaid yesandhegavemethisringandilovehimsomuch!" Charlie looked at me, confused.
"Can you repeat that?" I calmed myself down and said, "Edward asked me to marry him, and I said yes. He gave me this gorgeous ring and… and… Oh Dad, I love him so much!"
Charlie gaped for a moment and began to turn a most unflattering shade of violet. I cringed inwardly and braced myself for the explosion. "WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU ARE PERMITTED TO MARRY THAT… THAT… BOY?! HE LEFT YOU ONCE, HOW DO YOU KNOW HE WON'T DO IT AGAIN? AND I THOUGHT YOU WEREN'T EVEN SEEING HIM?! YOU LIED TO ME, ISABELLA MARIE SWAN!"
I flinched at the use of my full name. This was really bad.
Yay fluff! I couldn't resist writing this chapter, but it will get better and more original soon! Moonlight will have an actual plot! I promise!