A/N: So this is my new fic. It was in my head for a while so I had to get it out. I already have 12 chapters complete and will update every Monday.
This fic is for my two birthday girls, RoseyPattinsonCullen and TwiSagaLover for their birthdays.
StoryPainter from PTB has beta'd, and iloveedward12 and deebelle1 have pre-read.
SM owns the characters, I just make them play in my world.
Warning- Please either pee first, or get on your shanties(ShamWow panties) in case of laughing so hard, you pee your pants! LOL
Possible tissue warning for you saps. LOL
Ugh! What in the hell? Why does my head hurt this much? I don't wanna open my eyes. All I remember is that I am in Las Vegas for a work conference and went out with some people last night. At least I hope it was only last night. My head is pounding, my mouth feels like it's full of wool, and I am uncomfortably hot. Wait? Hot? Why am I so hot? I try to move and realize I am being pinned down by something. Or maybe, someone.
I peek one eye open to see an arm holding me down. I hold my hand up to block out the light coming in from the curtains not being closed all the way and am blinded by a brighter light coming from the area of my hand. My eyes widen in shock at the sight of a huge diamond on my finger which was bare last night.
I turn my head trying to get a look at the man attached to the arm, and all I can see is a head of brownish red hair.
"My Bella, finally," he murmurs in his sleep and into my my hair as he tightens his grip on me.
What the ever living fuck? What does he mean by finally? Do I know him from somewhere? I really need to figure out how to get him let go of me. I also really need to pee and get some painkillers for my raging headache; then I have to figure out who he is, and what the fucking hell happened last night. I'm not the type of girl who goes from a night on the town to the little white chapel or drive-thru quickie wedding. Oh, who the fuck am I kidding? Apparently I am if this monstrosity on my hand has anything to say about it.
Screw not knowing my last name...I don't even know his first name! This is so not like me; I am the shy, quiet woman who loves to say fuck, but is so predictable that the owner of my company asked me to come here personally because he ended up in the hospital. I am in charge until he either gets out, or his grandson who I know absolutely nothing about except for his name being Junior, shows up. And I am barely twenty-five. I haven't been out of school for even three years, and here I am running a multi-million dollar tech company. Sure I can read quarterly reports and cost of spending reports, but I know nothing about project specs and market shares. That's why I can't understand how his grandson couldn't have shown up yesterday. He's the genius when it comes to those things, so I have been told.
I wiggle a little to try to escape from this mystery man, but he just tightens me back into his chest.
"Never letting my Bella go again," he whispers. "Mine, all mine."
I rub up and down the arm across my stomach, trying to get him to let me go. I am seriously gonna wet the bed if he doesn't let go in the next few seconds.
"Please, whoever you are, let me go. I really need to pee," I whine out, about to burst.
I start to poke him over my shoulder in the chest to wake him up.
"Damn," he grumbles. "Barely married a few hours and she's already abusing me."
I giggle and try not to pee the bed.
"Please let me go or I'm going to wet the bed," I beg him.
I not only hear his chuckle, I feel it since I am up against him so tightly.
"All right, my Bella, but please come back to me when you are done. I want to spend the day snuggling my new wife."
He lifts his arm and I make a mad dash for the bathroom without looking back at him. I do what I need to do in the bathroom and walk back into the bedroom tentatively, trying to get a good look at my new husband.
"Get over here, beautiful."
He holds his arms open for me to climb back into them.
"First, I need to know who you are."
He sits up and I gasp at the man before me. He is absolutely gorgeous. Straight nose, sharp jaw, and the most amazing green eyes I have ever seen. He looks vaguely familiar to me.
"Get over here, Mrs. Cullen," he playfully says.
Cullen? Why do I know that name? Wait! I know where! I look over him again as recognition hits. My once high school geeky crush is laying in the bed, calling me his wife?
"Edward?" I squeak out.
"See? You do remember me." He laughs out.
"How? Why? What? How did this happen?" I stutter.
"Come back under the covers and we can talk, Bella. You must be cold," he teases as he looks me up and down, settling on my hard nipples.
I blush, make a mad dash for the bed and dive under the covers so he can't look over me like that again. Although, I did kind of like that he did it. I used to have a major crush on him in high school. I mean major. I was the shy bookworm, and he was the geek who wore thick, black rimmed glasses. I didn't look down on him for it; I admired him for being so smart and not hanging out with all the girls like his brother. It wasn't like the popular kids gave him the time of day, but he just didn't care either way, and so I kept my little crush to myself.
I peek my head over the covers in his direction.
"Can you please explain this rock." I point to my ring. "And why you're calling me Mrs. Cullen, please?"
"Those answers go together, Bella. We got married last night."
"Why?" I inquire.
"We saw each other at the bar last night. We danced and along the way we revealed that we had liked each other in high school, but we didn't know the other felt the same way, so we kept it to ourselves."
"Wait, you liked me back in high school? Even though I was a shy, bookworm?"
"How could I not, Bella? You were smart and beautiful. I didn't stand a chance," he states. "And you liked my former geeky self, glasses and all."
"Brains are beautiful to me, so sue me." I shrug my shoulders.
"I wasn't going to let you go after last night, so we went and got married. I don't know about you, love, but I am one happy and lucky fucker if I do say so myself," he says as he points to himself.
My eyes widen as I take in that he has no shirt on, although, I should have guessed he was naked too, if I was. His chest looks like it is sculpted in the finest marble. A six pack of lines and grooves, leading me down to the defined V of his hip bones that disappear below the sheet.
"Shall I push the sheet the rest of the way down and show you the rest so you can ogle it some more?" he teases.
"Oh, ummm, well..." I trail off in embarrassment.
"It is your right to look as much as you wish now that you are my wife."
"Wife? Ummm, yeah, about that..."
"No! Stop that thought trail right now, Bella."
I look up at him in shock.
"How did you know what I was thinking?"
"I am not letting you out of this, not after I have longed for you for more than ten years."
I look over at the clock and my eyes widen at the time.
"Shit!" I hiss. "I have to go back to my room to change and go find my new boss. Can we finish this later?"
"As long as you go pack up and move into this room with me."
"But we barely know each other, Edward."
"We are married now, Bella. I won't take no for an answer," he demands. "I don't take marriage lightly. I want this, us. I have for a very long time. Please give me a chance to make you happy."
He takes my hand and kisses the back of it making me swoon at the gesture.
"We can discuss it later. Now I have to go get ready."
I get up, throw on my clothes and reach for my clutch with my keycard for my room. Speaking of...
"What hotel are we in?"
"The Venetian, why?"
"Oh, good. I only have to find my floor then."
"When can we talk more about us?"
"I have the conference until four, so after?"
"We will talk over dinner then. I will make reservations for us."
"Fine," I acquiesce.
"Here, five pm, and bring your stuff, Bella. I want us to have a real honeymoon, even if it's only for a few days before we head home."
"Shit! Home, where do you even live?"
"Oh, thank God. Me too."
"We can work out the details of moving and such at dinner. I have to get ready too. I have to head out to a meeting."
"See you at five, Edward."
"See you later, Bella."
A/N: Soooooo, there you have it. Bella and Edward got married in Vegas. They used to have crushes on each other in high school but did nothing about it. What will happen next? Who is Edward meeting? Find out next Monday. Like it? Hate it? Let me know. Please check out my other fics. Pics and teasers on my new blog. Please sign in to review. I like responding to them. Keep the reviews coming! I love to know what you all think. Please check out my other 12 fics. Remember- reviews= Love! Kim I posted a new story, please check out A Forbidden Love! It posts every Wednesday and Eight updates every weekend, so check them both out!
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