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"I look like a whale in this dress!" Rose whined from the bathroom.
I lay on the bed and waited for Rose and Alice to come out in their bridesmaid's dresses.
I was leafing through a bridal magazine even though all the preparations for my wedding were complete. Thinking about being done with this wedding made me smile to myself. It's not that I didn't enjoy being a bride. It just seemed to me that all this nonsense for a few hours celebration was silly and time consuming. Esme and Carlisle said Edward and I could have any kind of wedding we wanted, but I knew Esme would want to plan a lavish wedding if she had been blessed with a daughter. Edward thought I was being kind to her, but secretly I was being as indulgent as she was. I didn't have my mother and even if I did I don't think she would be into this kind of thing. Esme, on the other hand, had been with me every step of the way, as had Edward.
He was the most involved groom I have ever heard of. From picking colors to sampling cake, he was by my side. I was calmer with him around me. He settled my nerves and made me feel whole. He was the ying to my yang. And tomorrow at two thirty in the afternoon at the same church where Rose left Royce at the alter, Edward and I would be married. It was going to be perfect, even more perfect then the proposal, if that was even possible. I grinned wider every time I remembered it.
Edward and I were in bed at the end of the first week after I moved into his apartment. I always thought it would be awkward to live with him, but it wasn't. It was simple, as easy as breathing. We were lying on our sides. I was holding his left hand in mine, pressing our palms together, admiring how his strong hands made mine look dainty and tiny. He kissed the back of my neck softly. I smiled to myself loving how effortlessly he made me feel special and wanted. Just a little kiss on the back of my neck from him set my body on fire.
"I love you," I said, kissing the back of his hand.
He laid his forehead on my shoulder, sighing.
"What's wrong?" I turned over to face him. I caressed his cheek, gently running my thumb over his cheek bone.
"Nothing's wrong, really. It's just that I can't seem to get anything right," he mumbled, looking suddenly sullen.
I stroked his chest, an evil grin springing to my lips, "I'd say you do a whole lot of things right."
I rolled him on his back. Sitting on his hips I ran my hands slowly over his well defined abs and pecks. Never in my life had I seen a more beautiful naked man.
Edward grinned in spite of himself, "Believe me, you are too vocal for me to question my skills in this area."
He rolled himself into me, demonstrating his point. I gasped, loving the fact that he was hard and ready to go once again.
"Then what are you worried over baby?" I asked as Edward started running his large warm, hands over my hips and back. I leaned back into his touch.
"I asked you to move in with me while we were naked in the foyer of the apartment and now..." he trailed off.
Dread instantly filled my heart. Was he changing his mind? Maybe things weren't going as well as I had thought. I bit my bottom lip to keep it from trembling. Tears from his unspoken rejection began filling my eyes.
"Now I'm going to ask you to marry me..." he finished.
Before I could process his words, he rolled me on my back. Hovering over me, he looked deep into my eyes.
"I've never loved someone like I love you. I've never wanted to love anyone like I love you and I'm scared if I don't make you mine forever, I'll miss my chance. Bella," he cleared his throat, tears running down his face, "Isabella Swan, will you please do me the ever lasting, eternal honor of being my wife?" his voice was a velvet whisper and it hung in the air around us.
I couldn't answer, I could barely breathe. He opened his night stand and handed me a red velvet box. My mouth was still gaping when he opened the box and inside was a two carat princess cut diamond in a platinum setting.
"Bella, please say something...you're making me sort of nervous here...I know this wasn't perfect, but you always said that sometimes perfect comes at imperfect times."
I stopped his rambling by putting my hand over his mouth. I plucked the ring from its box, admiring its shine in the dim moonlight shining through the window.
"Yes," I breathed out, then smiled.
"Yes, you'll marry me?" Edward asked with bated breath.
I nodded, "Yes..."
I kissed him passionately, letting the ring dangle around my index finger. I stopped kissing him as he took the ring from my index finger and placed it on my left hand ring finger, where it's been ever since.
Alice's bitter tone from Emmett's walk in closet across from Rose pulled me from my day dream.
"At least you're over your morning sickness. I'm beginning to think this baby hates me," Alice said.
She and Jasper flew to Texas the day after he proposed. His parents adore her like she was their own. Their wedding was elegant and quick. It happened at a little church in San Antonio where all the Whitlock family members get married and baptize their babies.
After the honeymoon, Alice got baby fever and she was now three months pregnant. When Alice told us the news I cried, so did Rose. Although Rose more from hormones then anything else. She was three months pregnant when we flew to San Antonio for the wedding.
On my wedding day she would be eight months exactly. Emmett had been watching her like a hawk for the last five days. He thought it would be a miracle if she made it up the aisle without her water breaking. She assured him over and over it would be fine and that their baby girl, Carly, wouldn't be making an appearance any sooner then her due date next month.
Emmett and Rose were still deliriously happy to be together. Things for them got even better when Emmett convinced Rose to come fourth about some shady business dealings she knew Royce was involved in. She unknowingly took down her mother as well. Rose had no idea her marriage to Royce wasn't because her brother had knocked up his girlfriend. It was all a ploy to marry the families together so their companies could merge but Mrs. Hale and Royce's plotting in the end got them no where but ten years in a white collar jail for embezzling, fraud and a lot of other charges I can't even remember. Rose hasn't written to her mother, but she sees her father, who is seeking a divorce from his wife, and her brothers every Sunday when she and Emmett have dinner with them. Mr. Hale was really excited to be a grandfather and has taken a real shine to his new son in law.
I rolled my eyes, "I am sure you both look glowy and all pregnant and wonderful. Please come out so I can see."
Rose emerged slowly from the bathroom in her pastel yellow gown. It was empire waisted to show off her baby bump. She was gorgeous as always.
"You look lovely," I said, spinning her around gently.
"I feel like I'm carrying a watermelon. I'm so over being pregnant," she groaned placing her hand on the small of her back to support herself.
Alice emerged from the closet in her lavender gown. Hers was empire waisted also but it was more to add cleavage then show off her baby bump.
"Rose! Don't talk like that. You'll scare Bella off from being a mommy." Alice touched my shoulder gently, "Really, it's a great experience Bell's except for the morning sickness and the mood swings."
"And the back aches," Rose added.
"Never ending doctor's appointments," Alice said.
"I like the food cravings," Alice chirped happily.
I rolled my eyes again. "Guys, no one is turning me off of being a mother. I will do it when the time is right," I said firmly.
Outwardly I was in no hurry to have a houseful of children, but inside my biological clock was ticking so loud I could feel it in my ears. Edward didn't say anything about wanting to get pregnant, but sometimes I would catch him staring at my stomach. This was usually followed up by hours of enthusiastic sex, but I would be on the pill until my darling husband said he was ready. I didn't want to bring it up and freak him out. Everything had moved fast enough for us already.
The day of the wedding.
My palms were sweating. I paced the minister's office from one side to the next. Jasper watched me, never saying a word. He had done the same thing on his wedding day not too long ago. It wasn't nerves or wondering if we were doing the right thing. It was the feeling of wanting to start the rest of your life right now. The waiting was excruciating.
For months I had been dreaming of this day. What would she look like in her dress? How would her hair be? Would we be happy? As happy as Rose and Emmett? As happy as Alice and Jasper?
In the back of my mind I knew we would be. We were soul mates. It was our destiny to be together forever. I jumped out of my skin when my dad knocked, then opened the door.
"Gentlemen, it's about that time." my dad said.
I stopped pacing. A smile spread across my face.
'Finally,' I thought.
Jasper stepped out to give my dad and me a moment alone. He stepped over to me, fiddling with my tie. It was then I realized I didn't want Bella and I to be happy the way our friends were. I wanted us to be happy like my parents. I wanted to be her best friend, her lover and her soul mate. If I could show Bella the kind of love, respect and commitment that my father had shown my mother all these years, we would be perfect.
"I love you, son. You make me so proud," Dad patted the side of my face gently.
"Thank you, Dad," I put my hand over his, holding it there.
We didn't have sentimental moments often and this is one I wanted to remember for a life time.
"For what son, the wedding? It's only money and we were happy to do it," he said.
"For showing me what a real, honest relationship should look like. You and mom are amazing and I hope Bella and I will be just as happy," I embraced him tightly.
He stepped back, punched my shoulder and left to take his seat. A moment later the minister collected me to walk to the alter where my life would begin.
It was hard to stand still but I did as we practiced. I stood shoulders back, hands held in front of me. A smiled effortlessly placed on my face. The girls looked lovely coming up the aisle, smiling with my father between them. They took their places right on time for the music to change to the wedding march. My father took my mothers hand and they locked eyes for a moment as they sat down. The message between them was clear. Our son is marrying the love of his life today.
Suddenly it felt like the church was filled with love. Love from my parents and love from our friends. When the double doors opened, Emmett started slowly walking Bella up the aisle. The way he smiled and held his head high made the love in the room intensify. Bella smiled wider with each step. I could see it through her veil. Her smile was brighter then the sun. I saw her dress for the first time today and I have to admit I was a bit shocked. Most girls would have chosen a big poufy ball gown, but not my Bella. My Bella walked to me wearing a white satin gown that dipped low in the front and flowed out into a small train in the back. It hugged her in all the right places. It was beautiful and she was gorgeous in it. I tried not to run down the steps to take Bella's hand. I was unsuccessful.
Most of our guests giggled a little when I skipped two steps and just jumped down to meet her. Em rolled his eyes, as I shrugged. Emmett placed her hand in mine, kissed Bella on the cheek and took his spot next to Jasper. My heart was swollen and pounding my chest. I couldn't walk. I just wanted to look at her. Her eyes were big and glowing chocolate brown. Her lips were painted a glossy red. She was beautiful, sweet, and perfect. She was mine. Gently I walked us to the minister. He smiled at us both.
"Edward and Bella would like to welcome you, there dear friends and family. We share today a special experience. It is special because it is so rare to witness pure love. I've spent some time with them and I can tell you all that no two people are better suited then Bella and Edward," he smiled down at us, his hands clasped in front.
"Edward and Bella, have you come here today of your own free will to be married in God's covenant?" he asked.
"We have," we answered together.
"Then turn and face each other, join your left hands."
I turned to face Bella. She smiled sweetly under veil. Such the picture of a blushing bride. Rose took her flowers and handed the minister my ring. Jasper did the same.
I took a deep breath as the minister said, "Edward, repeat after me. I, Edward, take you Bella, to be my lawfully wedded wife. To have and to hold, from this day forward. In good times, and in bad times. For richer, or poorer. In sickness and in health, as long as we both shall live."
"I, Edward, take you Bella, to be my lawfully wedded wife. To have and to hold, from this day forward. In good times, and in bad times. For richer or poorer. In sickness and in health, as long as we both shall live."
The minster blessed Bella's wedding band with the sign of the cross and handed it to me. I slid it on her finger. She squeezed my hand gently.
"Bella, repeat after me. I, Bella, take you Edward, to be my lawfully wedded husband. To have and to hold, from this day forward. In good times and in bad times. For richer or poorer. In sickness and in health as long as we both shall live."
Bella's smile widened, no tears in her eyes. I was grateful she wasn't crying because then I would too.
"I, Bella, take you Edward, to be my lawfully wedded husband. To have and to hold, from this day forward. In good times and in bad times. For richer or poorer. In sickness and in health as long as we both shall live."
She let out a relieved, contented sigh when the minister blessed my band and handed it to her. She slid it on my finger. I gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
"Edward and Bella have pledged their love to each other before you, their family and friends and before God by the giving and receiving of rings. I am pleased to introduce to you Mr. and Mrs. Edward Anthony Cullen. Edward, you may now kiss the bride."
I gently tossed back her veil, loving that I could finally see all of her beautiful face. I caressed her face gently, whispering "forever" against her lips.
She nodded before kissing me back. It was passionate and sweet as our lips meshed together in a dance so perfect it felt like it was blessed by the angels.
"Ladies and gentlemen, clear the dance floor. It's now time for Bella and Edward's first dance as husband and wife," the DJ bellowed.
I scanned the room for Bella. Alice and Rose took her to the restroom to touch up her face and have a moment with her. I walked to the center of the dance when the first cords of the "The Book of Love" by Peter Gabriel started to play.
Bella appeared in the door way. I walked to the edge of the dance floor, bowing slightly and offering her my hand. The lights dimmed leaving the room bathed in flickering candle light. She took my hand gracefully. I lead her on to the dance floor, turning her into me.
"The book of love is long and boring. No one can live the damn thing. It's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing..."
"Happy my love?" I asked her softly.
We were cheek to cheek. I held her hand on my chest.
"I never thought I could be this happy," she confessed.
I spun her out gently and back in.
"I'll spend the rest of my life doing anything I can to make you happy," I told her.
She raised an eye brow, a sly smile spreading across her lips.
"I want one thing and I'll never ask you for anything else," she whispered in my ear.
"I'll give you anything," I told her.
"I want a baby," she said softly.
My breathing hitched. "Really?" I could barely breath. Everything with Bella and I moved at lightning speed. I knew I didn't want this to be any different.
"I mean, I know it's fast, but we're fast," she rested her head on my shoulder. "That came out wrong," she mumbled.
"I...I want a baby, too. Oh God, Bella, I want it more then anything," I said into her hair.
She stretched up on to her tip toes, kissing me passionately. Bella and I were absolutely going to live happily ever after.
A/n- Sorry it took over a year. I get blocked so easy and today it just came to me. So here it is