All things Twilight belong to Stephenie Meyer, everything else is mine.
Many thanks to Midnight Cougar for her beta'ing skills, and my girls Boo and Massy for pre-reading.
Wow! I can't believe it's been so long since I've updated! So sorry! There's been a lot going on in RL, and I've also had computer difficulties. Good news is the remaining chapters are halfway done. :)
Chapter 35 – Our Vacation
Haters gonna hate - Eric
I smiled at my phone, a bit of calm coming over me. Somehow, he always knew when I needed a lift. I typed out a quick response and threw my bag down next to the couch as I took a seat.
A week after the world found out about us, and things had calmed down at school…for the most part. Embry continued to follow me around, but he didn't have to come inside again except for after hours. However, the paps continued to stalk our every move.
"Hey, baby girl," Edward said, walking in and sitting down next to me. He let out a sigh and gave me a quick kiss.
I pulled my knees up and reached for the remote. "How was your day?"
"Good. Surprised I made it home before you."
I grimaced, nodding. "The deadline is coming up for the film score so I needed to stay late after losing so much time."
His lips ghosted across my temple. "I know. Just make sure Embry is always with you."
"Yes, my worrywart husband." I tilted my head up and gave him a lingering kiss.
He grinned at me as I flipped on the TV, landing on the day's gossip and my face filling the screen.
"Bella to Maggie: Stay away from my husband!" the reporter said, then rattled on about how Maggie was trying to break us apart.
Well, they actually got something right.
Edward swung his arm over my shoulders and pulled me closer. "Don't worry—Esme's making sure to give them just enough info on you to keep those leeches satisfied."
"Esme shouldn't have to worry about me so much—she's got a wedding in a few weeks!"
"It'll blow over soon." He tried to reassure me.
I pursed my lips. "Not so sure about that."
"Why do you say that? What's going on?"
"Jasper's been looking at me strangely."
Edward grimaced. "I know."
"Do you know why?"
"He wants to put you in a new movie he's working on."
My eyes widened. I had not been expecting that response. "What? Why?"
"Because you embody the character in both looks and personality."
I shook my head. "I'm not an actress."
"He wants me to play a part in it, as well." He blew out a breath. My eyes widened and I licked my lips. "What?"
I bit my bottom lip. "Seeing you in a movie in all your mature man glory? Fuck, I'd be the most hated woman on the planet because they can only look, while I get to touch…and lick, and suck, and have sex with you any time I want."
He chuckled and kissed my neck, his hands moving down my waist and to my hips. "I'd want to kill any man for thinking of you that way. I'm the only one who gets to fantasize about you."
"You have me, why do you need a fantasy?"
He nipped the skin just below my ear. "Oh, I have many fantasies of different ways to take you."
I sighed, smiling as he continued down my neck. "And when were you planning on executing these fantasies?"
He smirked at me and licked his lips. "I can go any time."
"What do you want to do to me?" I glanced up at him through my lashes, trying to look all innocent.
"Oh, no, baby girl. It's easier to answer what I don't want to do to you, than to list off what I do want to do to you."
"How about, what do you want to do first?"
His hand moved under my skirt and up my thigh. "I want to kiss you." His fingers brushed against my panties. "I want to lick you until you come all over me." My thighs clenched together, holding his hand in place. "I want to feel your mouth wrapped around me, wetting me, before I slide into your pussy and fuck you until you're hoarse from screaming."
I climbed onto his lap, my thighs straddling his hips while my hands went to work on his belt. "I think I can handle that."
He let out a hiss as my fingers grazed his cock through his pants. His fingers worked on opening my shirt as his hips flexed up.
"We are keeping this uniform when you're done with school," he said, licking his lips. His fingers caressed the cleavage he exposed before tugging down the cups of my bra, pulling out my breasts and tweaking my nipples.
I let out a giggle. "Maybe next time we can pretend you're the headmaster and I'm the naughty student."
"Fuck, yes. Punish my naughty girl. I haven't done that in a while."
I took him in my hand, loving the shuddering breath that left him. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his, then whispered, "Have I been a bad girl?"
His fingers flexed and dug in to my ass. "With your hand on my cock, I'd have to go with very naughty. Trying to seduce me?"
"It's not hard."
"Oh, it's very hard. Should I demonstrate it by moving your panties to the side and slamming into you?"
My thumb brushed over the head, a bead of pre-come wetting my skin. I paused, noting the wetness seeping from me and decided to push him more. "I'm not sure you're up enough to the challenge."
His lips twitched with a snarl as he jerked me closer. His hand was between us long enough to line us up before he pushed me down hard.
My eyes rolled back and a shudder ran through me while a guttural moan escaped through my partly opened mouth. I leaned forward, my head resting on his shoulder.
"What do you think now?" He licked and nipped at my neck. "Being mouthy has consequences."
I smiled into his shoulder and continued to taunt him, excitement coursing through me. "I think you're all talk."
A low growl came from him, making me clench around him. He moved us down to the floor and pulled my knees over his shoulder.
"I'm going to punish your pussy for that."
He leaned forward and took my bottom lip between his teeth. "You asked for it."
His weight pushed down on me, his thrusts becoming harder and deeper. I hissed out a "fuck," whimpering as he took my body.
His hips slammed against me, the sounds of our skin slapping echoed off the walls. My eyes fluttered as strangled noises escaped me. Every nerve within my body was lighting off and bursting into flames.
"That's it, baby girl. Tighten that sweet pussy, come for me." One of his hands found my breast and flicked my nipple. The combination of not being able to move, coupled with all the other sensations, and I was toppling over the edge.
My back arched as every muscle coiled, then snapped. I let out a screaming sob as pleasure ripped through me.
Edward grunted above me, his thrusts jerking, and I felt him emptying inside me. He released my legs and collapsed down on my chest as we both came down.
"I warned you."
My lip quirked up. "You did, but I'm still waiting."
There was a growling at my ear. "After dinner I'm going to tie you up and spank you before I fuck you until you can't stand."
I kissed his cheek. "We'll see."
He tilted his head and captured my lips. "Oh, yes, we will."
My fingers flicked my pen, tapping it on the desk as I stared at the clock. I had an itch to work on my composition. I was so close, which was great with three weeks left. There would be plenty of time to finish up and polish it before I needed to turn it in.
When the last bell rang I ran out to the parking lot and the black Suburban sitting two rows down. I walked past my car and toward it.
The back door swung open and Embry popped out. "Hey. Everything okay?"
"Are you still staying after?"
I nodded. "I want to leave campus. I'm dying for a snack and also need gas."
"Want me to ride with you or follow you?" he asked.
"Which do you think?"
He pursed his lips. "I'd rather stay with you, especially since you'll be out of the car."
We climbed into my car and I took a calming breath as I drove to the gate. There were only about six or seven paps waiting, less than there had been, but still more than I'd like. They were on my car as soon as we approached and the flashes began. I learned early on to slip on my sunglasses after I almost ran one of them over because they blinded me.
My teeth ground together.
"Keep calm, chickadee."
I blew out a breath. "I get it now and wish I didn't."
"What's that?" he asked.
"That fame is a blessing and a curse. That celebrities have no privacy and vultures are always around. I feel like I can't breathe lately and I'm only famous because of who I married."
"Yeah, I can't imagine. I've always been on this side, protecting, but I've seen the toll it takes on people. I don't blame any celeb for going off on them."
I resisted the strong urge to flip them off as we passed and turned on to the street. There was a gas station a few miles away, and I hoped to make it a quick trip back to the school so I could get home—my only sanctuary…or my prison.
I pulled in to the first available spot and grabbed my wallet. As I stepped out I heard the passenger door open and Embry walk around to me.
"Why don't I pump the gas and you go grab your snack?"
I gave him a smile and slipped my card into the reader. "Thanks. I'll be right back."
I could tell Embry was watching as I entered the convenience store, and that alone helped to calm me. It was amazing how I could barely function outside anymore without Edward or one of the security members with me. Everything inside me begged for it to end soon, but I knew with Edward that was never going to happen. But like with everything since our fateful meeting, it was an adjustment I'd have to make.
Walking up and down the aisles I searched for the perfect snack and drink that spoke to my grumbling stomach. Just as I settled on a Skickers bar and a Powerade, a light flashed beside me. I blinked and looked over to find a camera not two feet from me.
"Isabella, what's it like being married to one of Hollywood's elite?"
Another flash making me blink and take a step back. When my vision cleared I noticed a camcorder in front of the one asking questions. The click, click of the camera had my heart hammering. They stepped forward and I took another step until my back was flush against the glass door of the fridge section.
"We see you're here with another man. Does Edward know you're cheating on him?"
My brow scrunched. Cheating on him? What the hell?
I started shaking, looking for an out. I'd had about enough of them stalking me, but none had gotten so close that I felt trapped.
I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself.
"I bet since you're with this guy, Edward is being serviced by Maggie."
The shaking stopped and my eyes opened slowly as I glared at the person.
"Stop harassing me."
"We're not harassing you."
"You won't let me pass and have me cornered."
The guy behind the camera gave a cocky sly smirk. "You can go past us…if you answer one question."
I scowled and stood tall. "No." I tried to step forward, but they continued to block me.
"Yes," he said, pressing the issue and leaning in.
My jaw clenched and I moved to step forward, this time lifting my foot and slamming it down on the harassing asshole with the video camera in his hand. He screamed out and I got my opening to push forward. Right when I got free I looked up to find Embry running toward me.
"Are you all right?"
"You bitch! That's assault! I'll sue you!"
I turned to him and gave him a smile. "I'm sorry, was that your foot? I was just trying to get by—I didn't mean to step on your foot. Just like you weren't trying to hold me hostage." I threw the Snickers bar at them, hitting the assmunch who was still clicking away with his camera.
Embry grabbed my wrist and pulled me out, throwing me into the passenger's seat while he moved to the driver's side and blew out of the parking lot.
"I'm taking you home," he said as he took a hard right, not even slowing down for the turn. My car could take it.
I stared out the front window, still seething. My fingers were bunched up in my lap and I worked at extending them. I was trembling and wanted to scream.
Embry was talking into his phone as we sped through the streets. I didn't care what he was saying. All I knew was that I was scared and those fuckers finally pushed me to my limit. I was so close to decking the smart ass.
Tears streamed down my cheeks and I slumped against the door. The adrenaline faded and I was exhausted.
"Bella!" Embry's voice broke through the fog that was taking over. "Are you okay?"
I gave him as good of a nod as I could manage. When we arrived at the house, another of Sam's guys was there, waiting to take Embry back to his vehicle. Tanya wrapped her arm around me, and I think she asked if I needed anything. I might have answered, but was still too in shock to remember much.
With mechanical movements, I sat on the bench in front of the piano. That was what I was supposed to be doing—composing.
I sat there, staring at the blank page in front of me. After a moment, I pushed the heels of my hands into my eyes.
Why did I have to have a run-in today? I was a few short pages away from being done with my composition, but a stalking vampire pap stole all my mojo with his false words as he tried to get a reaction out of me.
I didn't know how long I sat there staring at nothing, unable to do anything. So I waited, unmoving, until I heard the sound of tires squealing in the driveway.
"Bella!" Edward yelled out, the slamming of the door following him. I couldn't call out, just stared in to the next room. His footsteps clacked against the tile floor as he ran through the house. "Bella!"
He appeared in the doorway, his eyes wild, but softening when he saw me. The muscles in his body relaxed and he closed the gap, sitting on the bench next to me and pulling me into his arms.
"Oh, my Bella."
I broke then. Tears streamed down my face and I grabbed hold of my husband, my safe place, and let it all out.
"It's okay, baby," he whispered, running his hands up and down my back in a soothing motion.
I couldn't stop the sobs. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
"What?" His fingers slid under my chin and tilted it up. "Baby, you have nothing to be sorry for. I only wish I'd been there to see you go off on them." He smiled at me and kissed my forehead. "Though I'd rather you never have had to be in such a position."
"It wasn't Embry's fault," I said.
His voice was low. "I know. He was trying to speed things up by pumping gas. He'd even made sure no one was tailing you when you left and kept an eye on you in the store."
"I should have handled it better."
"Maybe, but I think you've been handling it pretty well so far. They were in the wrong, and trust me when I say that they aren't going to get away with it."
I relaxed at that and sunk farther into his chest. "I need a break. I just want to get away where no one knows who we are."
"Few and far between, but maybe we can get away for a while."
My brow scrunched. "How?"
"Well, you've got spring break in a week. You'd mentioned a few weeks back about visiting your mom, but since then we haven't really talked about if you wanted to do anything else. We could go on a little trip."
"You have work." I eyed him. He'd already taken off a lot of time since I came into his life.
"Let me worry about that and you pack a suitcase with a swimsuit and get ready for a few days in the sun."
"Not going to tell me where?"
He rubbed his nose against mine. "Nope. Leave it to me."
"Have a great trip," Esme said, wrapping her arms around me.
The week passed in a flash, and before I knew it we were packed and ready to go. "Thanks. I hope you're able to relax a bit, as well."
She chuckled and shook her head. "My wedding is in three weeks. No way is that happening."
"At least try to have a day to yourself. Visit a spa, get a massage."
She smiled at me. "Yes, boss."
I gave her my best stern look. "Hey, someone's got to get you to slow down sometimes and if Carlisle and Edward can't do it, I will."
She smiled at me. "Thanks, Bella. Can you do something for me, too?" I nodded in agreement. "Can you make sure he forgets who he is while you're gone?"
"I'll try." I gave her another quick hug goodbye and looked over to my husband, who was vibrating as he helped Sam and Embry bring out our bags. "You're too excited about this, Edward."
He grinned at me. "First, it's been years since I've taken a vacation. A real, relax, get-away, let-real-life-fall-off-my-shoulders, vacation. Second, I've never been able to take one during spring break time since I was twelve." He gave Esme a quick hug and followed me down the steps to the awaiting car.
"Fulfilling another missed piece of normalcy," I said as his hand landed on my lower back.
"The only good thing about that is this time I have the means to do whatever I want."
I quirked my brow at him. "And what is that?"
"You'll see when we get there."
He pushed on my butt and I climbed into the back seat of Sam's SUV. He'd been tight-lipped about where we were going. "Why are you insisting on surprising me?"
"Because I don't get to do it often." I gave him my best pouty look. "Don't do that." I let out a little whimper. "Stop!" That seemed to affect him, so I did it again. His hand reached up and rubbed his chest. "Damn it, it makes my chest clench when you do that, baby."
He became the one pouting and I climbed up onto his lap and wrapped my arms around him, giving him a kiss.
He sighed and pulled out his phone. After a moment he looked at me. "I'll show you this, but I won't answer any questions about the agenda."
He flipped his phone over to show a large sailboat.
"We're going on that?" My eyes went wide.
He nodded. "Going to do a little island hopping, but I won't tell you where."
He nodded. "But first, a flight. You've got your passport, right?"
I smiled and planted a kiss on his neck. "Brand spanking new Isabella Cullen passport is in my purse."
The last time I'd been to the airport was to drop off my father. No one noticed me then except Emily. Now, people were coming up to us, asking for our photograph and Edward's autograph. More than once a trash mag was thrust at me with a pen. I was shocked at the pandemonium. Granted, it'd only been a month since we came out. I was just going to have to get used to things being a bit like this.
Edward kept a tight grip on my hand, moving us through the crowded arena, Sam leading the way. I suddenly remembered our bags and looked back to find two of Sam's guys walking behind us, luggage in tow.
I was expecting to have to deal with people up until we boarded while waiting for the plane, but instead of milling at a gate with a bunch of strangers we headed out a door, down a long narrow hall, and popped out on a sea of asphalt. There was a small plane with a set of stairs leading up to the door that we climbed.
I gasped as we entered the lavish jet. I'd been expecting commercial air, with special treatment in first class, but what we were on far exceeded any of my expectations.
"What is this?"
Edward smirked. "A friend of mine loaned it to us. Nice, isn't it?"
"Do you always travel this way?"
"Baby girl, this is the only way to travel! So get used to it, because this is the way we will always get around."
The trip was a breeze, Edward and I lost in each other. After the plane landed we drove to a pier and walked down to the boat –The Twilight Dawn. It was fully staffed, and much larger than I originally thought. It was as lavish, if not more, than the jet.
We had dinner out on the private deck, then made love. It was the first time I'd had sex outside. Nothing covered us but the twinkling of stars. There wasn't a pap for miles.
It was exactly what we both needed, and the weights fell from us, freeing us from the shackles of Hollywood.