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Mr and Mrs Cullen
I knew we’d both be faced with this decision again, but now we were married, and we both wanted it… Didn’t we?
When I came out of the washroom Alice and Esme were standing at the top of the stairs, talking. When I came up to them, Esme hugged me, said goodnight and went downstairs to join the rest of the family, leaving me with Alice. As usual, she was smiling.
“We’re all going hunting for the better part of the night,” She explained, smirking – obviously it had been her idea, “Edward just went last night, as you know, so he should be fine, but I’ll keep watch on both of your futures just in case… In case something happens. Carlisle and I are staying closer to home than the rest of them too, as a precaution, but I doubt anything will happen. Goodnight Bella.”
She hugged me tight as I stood there processing this information. Me and Edward. Alone. Two options. This would be interesting…
“Please try and get some sleep,” Alice whispered in my ear before releasing me, “You’re only human, after all.”
“Goodnight Alice,” I smiled and began to walk back down the hall to Edward’s room. When I had reached the door, I glanced back, and she was gone. They were all gone.
“That was… highly entertaining,” Edward’s voice chimed as I opened the door. “I’m so glad Alice didn’t snort in hysterics at the… intensity of her last vision.”
He was right where I had left him, sitting on the bed, except now he was shirtless, his perfect anatomy glistening in the moonlight streaming in through the south wall – an entire window. He actually took my breath away for a second, he was so beautiful.
“Maybe you should let people have their conversations privately,” I grinned as I went to sit beside him, “And, more importantly, maybe you should let them keep their thoughts to themselves as well.”
“And just how am I supposed to do that when their thoughts are so… visual, and their conversations have to do with me?” He smirked and pulled me closer, stroking my now undone hair absent-mindedly. “It’s hard to resist listening then.”
“You know Edward, if I didn’t love you so much I’d say you make life awkward,” I laughed, slightly embarrassed still.


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