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Chapter 2 – The Goods
"So, we've got RSVPs back, flowers ordered, my tux altered, wedding party all set, food planned, honeymoon booked." Edward squeezed my hand and then brought it to his lips to kiss the back of my fingers. "I just need to run pick up new shoes, the lights and extension cords. Oh, and table clothes, right?"
I hopped over a branch on the edge of the river and then smiled up at his face. "Right. Thirty two days," I said. "I can't believe it's finally here."
"Did you write your vows, yet?" he asked as we walked alongside the beautiful river by our house. "I keep changing mine."
"As long as you're not changing your mind."
He laughed. "You're teasing, right?"
"Double checking?"
"Aw, baby. I would run away with you today if you'd let me."
"I know."
"Are you getting jitters?" he asked.
"No. Butterflies, though."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. I think it's just hoping everything works out, you know. Like, I don't trip and fall while I walk down the aisle. Or, everyone shows up. Or Tanya doesn't have baby Finley a month early and your best man is at the hospital becoming a daddy." I shrugged. "All of that."
"If you fall, I'll catch you. If someone doesn't show up, I probably won't notice, because my eyes will only be on you. And if Finley comes early, we'll get him a little tux and fit him into the ceremony."
I giggled. "That would be cute."
"I know." He stopped walking and stood in front of me, his nice big hands on my shoulders. "I love you, baby. We'll be together, forever. We're just making it official next month. Don't be nervous."
I smiled as I set my hands on his cheeks. "I love you, too."
And just like every single time I told him that, he beamed like it was the most important thing I had ever said. He kissed me, softly at first, but then a little more passionately. "Are you still nervous?"
I smiled. "Yes."
He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me tightly. "Bella."
"I just want to be your wife."
"Soon, lover. But, I don't have nice shiny black shoes to marry you in, so you're going to have to settle for stunningly gorgeous fiancée for right now."
I laughed and hugged him, burying my face into his chest and just breathing him in. He rubbed my back and kissed the top of my head. "Tomorrow," I said.
"Hmm?"
I set my chin on his chest and looked up at his handsome face. "Let's go to Port Angeles tomorrow and buy your shoes."
"Ooh. A date with my hot almost-wife. I like it."
I giggled, again, because he always had that effect on me. "I'll even buy you lunch."
"Score."
I rubbed his back and then squeezed his bum cheeks. "But, right now, birthday boy, I want to go home and make you lunch."
"You don't have to spoil me so much, Bella. You've already made me breakfast, given me a killer massage, made love to me three times and then again in the shower and taken me on nice walk. I would say that's the perfect birthday."
"But, last year I took you out of town."
"And it was awesome, gorgeous. But, this year, we have a house. I like being in it with you."
"Aw."
"Especially when you wear sexy things like that naughty little number you had on this morning." He laughed and kissed me, again. "Plus, you're taking me out of town tomorrow."
"I thought the nightie I had on this morning was fairly innocent, actually."
"Innocent is sexy, baby. Especially on you," he said. He leaned in close and kissed my lips, before reaching between us to rub his thumb across my breast. "And when you're a little chilly…" He pressed another kiss to my cheek, right under my ear. "God, you're so sexy."
"Want to go home?"
He laughed. "I really, really do."
"Are we crazy?"
"Absolutely."
We held hands and jogged back to the house. I was out of breath and laughing by the time Edward closed the door behind us. "You're sexy when you run," he said, literally sweeping me off my feet and running to the stairs.
"That's because I'm not wearing a bra under this dress."
He stopped halfway up the staircase and kissed me. "You know exactly what to say to me."
"Ooh. Well, you're sexy when you carry me up the stairs for sex."
He laughed as he set me on the bed, the sheets still a complete mess from our morning's escapades. "Sex?"
"Love making."
He laughed again and pulled his t-shirt off. "I'm just so damn insatiable around you."
I shimmied my dress up and flashed him my bright yellow lace panties. "I hadn't noticed."
"No?" He took my hand and set it on the bulge in his new black board shorts. "You didn't notice this?"
"God, Edward. Keep stripping."
He laughed and undressed before straddling me. His fingers swirled over my panties and I hummed. "Now what were you saying about lunch?"
"As tempting as that is, Mr. Cullen with the magical tongue, it's your birthday. I'm going to have you for lunch."
"Oh, yeah?"
"Yeah."
He tugged the front of my dress down so my boobs popped out. "But, I'm hungry for you." He leaned in and suckled at one nipple, then the other.
"Edward." I messed his hair, my fingers raking through his soft locks. "You're cheating."
He pressed a quick kiss to my lips, his smile wide. "No one is losing, here."
"Well, my dress is going to be wrinkled for your birthday party."
"This, right here in this bed, is my birthday party. And you have my approval to be wrinkled."
I shoved his shoulders and he chuckled as I straddled him this time, taking off his glasses for the second time this morning. He was so hot is his black plastic frames we'd picked out back in February, but we tended to get out of control and I didn't want to break them.
"You're so cute, babe. Thinking you're stronger than me." He flipped us back over and I frowned at him when he lay on top of me, holding me in place. "Ooh. Look at that sexy scowl."
"You're going to have stop going to the gym. You're too strong." I tugged his hair and he chomped playfully at my wrists. I giggled and kicked my legs.
He rolled off to the side. "Whoa. Watch the goods, baby."
I couldn't stop laughing and neither could he. "Did I get you?"
"Nope. Thank god." He kissed my lips. "Do you think I go to the gym too much?"
"No. You're hot."
He laughed and kissed me, again. "I like when you come with me to the gym."
"You just like my extensive sports bra collection."
"True."
"Well, I like when we get home from the gym."
Edward ran his hand back up my thigh. "Mm."
"That's it," I said, slipping out of our bed, shamelessly confident with my breasts pushed up and out of my dress. "I'm tying you up. You can't be trusted."
Edward whistled at me while I rummaged through my drawer for a couple of scarves. "I'm not complaining."
I straddled my naked fiancé and tied first the left and then his right arm to the headboard. "You really shouldn't complain."
"I'm not."
I pressed my lips to his and then tugged at his bottom lip with my teeth. "You're so sexy, Edward. You shouldn't be allowed to wear clothes."
"I actually don't mind being naked. It's the rest of the world, you know. Take it up with them."
I laughed and kissed a path down his chest, over his abs. "I don't want to share you."
"Mm. Baby." I smiled and then took a nice long, slow lick up his rock hard length. "Shit, Bella. Fu…"
"I don't know why you were fighting me on this." I took him in my mouth again and hummed, just because I knew how much he loved that. We'd been practicing and I had to say, we were getting pretty good at this making love thing.
"I'm not, baby. Yeah, Bella."
I loved that Edward was coming apart for me. He was my birthday boy and I was thrilled that I could make him feel so good. "Mm. Edward. You taste so good, lover."
He smiled down at me. "You look so unbelievably sexy, right now. But, it is killing me not to touch you."
I slid my hands up his thighs, hips and abs. "I'm not doing enough touching for the both of us?" I smirked at him before covering him, as much as I could, with my mouth. His muscles flexed and tightened and the most tortured and delighted groan slipped from his lips. I didn't want to brag, but this was one very happy birthday boy.