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It Will Rain
The party was in full swing as we pulled up the driveway to my parent's house. Waving off the valet driver, hired for tonight's festivities as he stepped towards my car, I approached the garage I pulled into my customary spot and shifted into park and letting the engine idle. Inside the car we sat listening to the sounds of delight that made their way into our little bubble. Laughter and upbeat Christmas music lingered around us as we reached for each others hand. With a slight squeeze to her hand I brought it to my lips for an encouraging kiss.
Her eyes met mine still sparkling with the same excitement that had been there since this afternoon. I opened my door quickly making my way around to open Bella's offering her my left hand. I grimaced slightly as she squeezed my hand in hers causing the gauze and tape around my third finger to dig into the sensitive skin.
"Sorry." She whispered sheepishly before standing on tip toes to place a kiss on my cheek. I pulled her closer for a hug as I played with the ribbons that lay on her waist from the corset top. Reluctantly I released her as the chill in the air caused her to shiver. We walked hand in hand towards the front door, her skirt bunched in her free hand to keep the snow dusted walkway from staining her gown.
Every single light was on in the house casting yellow rectangles of light in our path. As we stepped up the stairs I heard my sister's voice ring out.
"There they are!"
Before our feet could touch the Christmas themed welcome mat placed lovingly in front of the door it was pulled open to reveal both sets of our parents. We stood still unsure of how to proceed. Charlie and my dad wore similar knowing smirks, Renee bore a bewildered expression and my mother's was one of displeasure.
"You almost missed the champagne toast!" My mom began, pulling Bella into a tight hold. "But I guess there is more to celebrate than just the holiday season." She said, as her watery eyes met mine and her disappointment morphed into a blindingly bright smile.
I closed the door behind me and took Bella's hand in mine as we entered the party and were handed champagne flutes filled with golden bubbles by my sister.
"To the new Mr. and Mrs. Cullen!" my sister cheered lifting her glass with a smile so bright I couldn't help but smile too. "I can't believe I wasn't invited." She hissed towards us. "Did you even have a ring to give your new bride?"
Bella and I exchanged smirks as we pulled off our gauze and tape covered fingers to reveal matching infinity symbols forever marking our ring fingers on our left hands.
"It's more permanent than a ring Alice." Bella said as Alice inspected the new tattoo.
"Well, at least we can have a party to celebrate." Alice sighed looking around the house that was filled with our family and friends. "But what about a honeymoon?"
"That" Charlie said resting a heavy hand on my shoulder and handing Bella and envelop. "I have covered."
Bella opened the envelope and smiled before whispering "thanks daddy" wrapping her arms around him.
"I told you just to give her some time son." He said to me as he broke from Bella's hold only to pull me into a hug. "I knew she would come back to you." He said just loud enough for only me to hear. I nodded my head while my eyes never left my new bride.
Congratulatory hugs, handshakes and pats on the back were given to us as we made our way around the party. Each person had kind words to say to us as we made our way back to our parents. Our mom's cornered us laying on the guilt pretty thick about having missed the wedding forcing us to promise a 'real' ceremony when we return from our Hawaiian getaway that Charlie had booked the moment we left the house earlier. He claimed he 'just had a feeling' and went down to the travel agent in town to arrange for a two week stay on the island of Maui.
Mom, Alice and Renee immediately started making lists of things that would need to be done in order to have a proper ceremony as well as the people who would need to be contacted.
"I'll go get a pen and paper!" Mom said, rushing off in the direction of my dad's office.
"Are you just going to let her do this?" I asked my dad with a raised eyebrow.
"It's up to her." He said handing me an iced cold green bottle of beer.
"It always is." I muttered, meeting Bella's sparkling eyes across the room.
An Epiolgue perhaps? Leave me some love.