Epilogue: Where We Were
Two Years Later-Emmett's POV
The last two years had been painful, but as I was standing at the altar watching my soon-to-be wife walking toward me, I smiled. Nothing mattered right then. That was where we were, where we used to be. She made it to me and the minister proceeded. We made it to the vows. She began.
"Emmett. You are my life, my love. I live only for you. I love laying next to you, watching your goofy smile grow bigger and bigger. I love falling, as weird as that may sound, because I know you'll always be there to catch me. I'm the only one who sees you for who you really are, including you. You're the person I am devoted to, the person that I cherish. You call me selfless, but it is you who is selfless. You always put me and our family before yourself. You give us what we want before taking the time to consider what you want and what I will do to you. I love you with all my heart, all my soul. You mean more to me than life itself. I want to be with you forever."
Then, it was my turn, but I was mesmerized by her beautiful voice and perfect face. All I could manage was one word. "Ditto." Everyone began to laugh. The wedding was amazing, and so was the reception, but the honeymoon was my favorite part. We went to Ireland, but we were going to live there. Our family would join us after a week. We went inside of our massive bedroom and one thing was on my mind. "Can I rip off you wedding gown?" She shook her head, but stood up. "No. But you can help me with the zipper." I laughed. Perfect, little Bella. My perfect, little Bella. "No panties?" She laughed and didn't even ask me before she turned around and slid off my jacket and shirt and ripped my pants off of me. "Hey! No fair!" She giggled again, then I slid off my boxers. She laid down on the bed and kissed me. I moved down and kissed her bundle of nerves. She moaned. Then, I had to taste her. I shoved my tongue into her and her hand wound in my hair, pushing me down harder. I moaned this time, and she came. "My turn," she said like she took the words right out of my mouth. She licked the tip of me and began to move slowly down. I wasn't far from coming, because I had been hard the whole plane ride. After she dragged her tongue up me once and went back down, I came, hard. Then, I flipped her over. "Nuh, uh, uh." She said in a teasing tone. "I wanna ride." She flipped us over again, and slid down on top of me easily. We both moaned with pleasure. Then, the orgasms came. We both screamed out in ecstasy. She got off and lay next to me.
"I love you, Teddy Bear," she said, panting.
"Not as much as I love you, Bells." And it was true. No matter what happened. I would protect her with my life, with my love. This was fate. No…This is fate.
A/N: I don't think I'm going to write a sequel, but I might. Let me know what you think please.