I have moved back to the format I used when I began writing this story. Short chapters. They will all be in different points of view. First up is Edward! Enjoy!
I stared at her as she watched our children nurse. The look of pure love and adoration was etched on her face. Contentment radiated off of the babies, as they lay cradled across her chest eating their morning meal. She was reclined on the bed, a sheet draped loosely across her lower body. Her hair was rumpled, much like it had always been in the mornings when she had slept all night. Now, sleep was not what we did all night. Especially since we had reached Isle Esme for our honeymoon. I knew I could watch her like that forever and never blink, never move. I had never seen anything more breathtaking.
"What are you looking at?" my wife of ten days asked, finally pulling her eyes away from the children to notice me staring. She bit her lip as she had always done, a light blush covering her cheeks. I loved that she had kept some of her human traits, though she wasn't so sure.
"You," I responded, staring at her unabashedly.
"We're in paradise," she said, motioning her head to the window, "and yet you keep staring at me."
"You are far more beautiful than anything I could ever see outside," I told her honestly.
"I'm just feeding the babies, my hair is a mess, and I'm not even dressed. Well, except for this sheet," she said.
"Exactly," I said to her. "And you are perfect. I could watch you for a thousand years and never tire of it. I have never seen anything more beautiful."
"You're a cheese-ball, Husband," she said shaking her head and giggling softly, not wanting to disturb the twins, who were slowly nodding off.
"But still you love me," I said, smirking at her.
"That I do," she said, looking down at our children before looking back at me.
"And I love you," I told her as I met her eyes. "With all that I am and ever will be."
"Ditto," she said cheekily. She looked down at the babies again and smiled contently and I went back to watching her. Soon their suckling had almost completely stopped and I knew it was time for their morning nap. I loved naptime.
"They're almost done," I said, smiling at her. I didn't need any special gift to know that both Jace and Arriel were completely sated. It seemed to radiate off of them the same way that it does for most freshly fed newborns. Bella pulled herself back slightly, to unlatch the babies. She pulled the sheet up, covering herself before adjusting the babies to burp them.
"Who?" I asked, ready to take one of them to help.
"Arriel," she said as she pulled Jace further up against her chest and began the process of burping him. I pulled Arriel from her place at her mother's chest and laid her against my own, moving next to Bella on the bed. Arriel reached her hand out placing it against my chin and began to share her thoughts with me. She showed me pictures of the beach and sky, pictures of the crib that she and Jace shared in the blue bedroom and pictures of Bella, Jace and myself. As I pated her back the pictures got soft around the edges as they took on a more dreamlike quality, until she fell asleep.
"I think this is as close to heaven as it gets," Bella said, as she leaned against me.
I pulled her against me with my free arm, and inhaled her scent.
"I think you might be right," I said. "Maybe we should just stay here forever."
"That sounds wonderful. But there is a slight problem with that plan," she said.
"And what is that?" I asked.
"They'd find us," she said.
"Who?" I asked, feigning innocence.
"Everyone," she laughed. "We've been gone ten days and already the phone calls are getting more and more frequent."
"Hey," I said. "It's been a whole 51 minutes since anyone has called." We both laughed, but before we were even done, the ringing phone interrupted us once more, making Bella laugh even harder, while I shook my head and reached to answer it.
"Hello," I said into the phone.
"Edward," Charlie said gruffly. His voice had been one of the most common ones that had called since Bella and I had left for our honeymoon. Well it was a tie between him and Carlisle, though Alice and Rosalie were also well represented.
"Hey, Chief," I said, shaking my head.
"How are you guys doing? Are Bella and the babies okay?"
"We're all perfect," Bella answered, having heard everything her father had said.
"Good," he said. "I worry..."
"We're great, Chief," I said, placing a soft kiss on Bella's forehead.
"So you'll be home in four days," he said.
"Actually," Bella said, placing a kiss on my chest, before smiling mischievously. "I think we may stay a few more days...maybe even a couple of more weeks."
"WHAT?" the voices of more than just Charlie said.
Bella and I both laughed before informing our nosy family that we would indeed be on the plane home as planned and then hanging up.
Our honeymoon had been as close to perfect as you could get. We spent hours lost in each other, only interrupted by our miracles, our little Jace and Arriel.
"Beach?" Bella asked, standing up and letting the sheet that had covered her, drop away. Jace was still cradled to her chest, sleeping contently against her marble skin, which somehow seemed to mold to cradle our children. I groaned looking at her, and she smirked cheekily at me.
"Of course," I said, reaching out to pat her pert behind.
"Insatiable," Bella chastised, stepping away from me. Her tone was firm, though her smile gave her away.
"For you," I said, placing my hand back on Arriel and standing quickly with her cradled to my chest. "Always."
We laid the twins side by side in the little basinet that we had brought for them to sleep in. Bella slipped into the bathroom, returning in a tiny royal blue bikini that only covered the barest minimum. I bit back the groan and went to grab my own suit. Once we were both dressed, I grabbed the basinet and carried it to the shady spot on the beach where the twins had often napped. Once they were completely settled, I swung my wife into my arms.
"I think you have far too much on, Mrs. Cullen," I growled, gently grabbing the offending material that covered her bottom. "We are all alone on this island with no one around for miles."
"Well, Mr. Cullen," she said, huskily. "The only hitch in that plan is little miss Arriel."
"She's a baby," I said, confused since the babies had often seen her topless at the very least.
"Yes, she is a baby. A very gifted baby who loves to show people her memories," Bella clarified. "And I am not only doing this for myself..."
"Really?" I asked her, playfully. I was secretly glad that she had thought about our daughter's ability. I certainly had not taken it into consideration. Granted, that was most likely due to the fact that whenever she was near me, it wasn't my brain that did most of the thinking.
"Your chest is not the only part of your anatomy that glitters in the sun," she giggled. "And Emmett would never let you forget it if he got a glimpse of ummm, that!"
"You are far too smart for your own good, Mrs. Cullen," I said, pulling her more firmly against me, and growling softly against the skin of her neck.
"I love you Edward Cullen," she said to me,
"And I love you Isabella Cullen, for now and for always," I told her.
I pulled her into the water, making sure we were out of sight of the babies before spending the next two hours worshipping her the way I wanted.
The remaining days of our honeymoon passed way too quickly. The constant phone calls were increasing in frequency as the family hounded us mercilessly. I was ready to throw all the phones as far into the ocean as possible, and I would have too, if I hadn't known that the entire family would have arrived on the island within hours if I did so. We both tried to be gracious and I thought we were succeeding, until finally, my beloved newborn wife had had enough.
"Look," she snapped when she opened the phone only 22 minutes after the previous call. "If we get one more disruption in the next 24 hours, we won't come home at all."
"But..." Alice had muttered, not used to Bella losing her temper.
"Alice we are on our honeymoon," Bella said firmly. "Would you bother Rose and Emmett?"
"What about Carlisle and Esme?" Bella asked.
"Of course not, but..."
"Would you want anyone calling you and Jasper as often as people have called us?"
"No!" Alice relented.
"Just 24 hours," Bella said. "That's all we ask. Please!"
"We all agree," Alice said with a sigh.
"Thank you," Bella sighed with relief.
"We should have thought of that days ago," I chuckled as Bella placed the phone back on the dresser.
"It would never have worked then," Bella sighed. "But now… I am just looking to the next ten uninterrupted hours."
"What should we do with all of our time?" I asked. The twins had just been put down for the night in the blue bedroom, meaning Bella and I were finally alone… and with no fear of a ringing phone to interrupt us…
"I think I may have a few ideas," Bella said, dropping the white silky robe that had covered her body after she fed the babies and we put them down for the night.
"Me too," I growled, pulling her towards the bed.
The bed didn't survive until morning.