“It’s ok Bella. I’m not going to bite you.”

“I know! That’s the problem.” I joked, taking Edward’s hand and stepping out of the car into the sticky, moisture filled air of Rio. I gazed up into his angelic face, which shimmered faintly in the pale light of the moon. His butterscotch eyes smoldered as he swiftly lifted me off my feet and cradled me in his arms.

“I love you, Mrs. Cullen.” He breathed, stroking the length of my neck with his cool fingers. I shivered, not at the coldness of his touch, but at the sensation it sent throughout my body.

“I love you too.” I whispered, nestling my head in his chest. He retrieved our luggage from the car and, moving at an almost human speed, carried us both up a long, pebbled pathway.

“I can’t seem to shake this feeling that I’m dreaming.” I murmured against his cool body.

He chuckled lightly. “It does feel that way, doesn’t it; like a dream. It would be a dream come true for me, if I could dream.”  He breathed, kissing the crown of my head.

I closed my eyes and snuggled in closer, molding perfectly to the rigid planes of his body. I stayed like this, quiet and reflective, unmoving for fear of waking up. Never in my life had I come close to dreaming of anything like this. I couldn’t understand what I had done to deserve this, to deserve him. A life with Edward was beyond my imagination.

“What are you thinking?” he murmured, his lips in my hair. The coolness of his breath against my skin was a refreshing contrast to the warm, dense air. I inhaled deeply, his delicious scent made my mouth water and my mind cloudy. I didn’t know how to explain to him that I wasn’t thinking, I was just living, for the first time.

“Bella?” he sighed, nudging my head with his chin. My eyes fluttered open as I realized we had stopped walking. I searched for his eyes, but they were staring straight ahead. I turned slowly to follow his gaze, gasping lightly.

“Edward…it’s-" He placed one finger over my lips, nodding his head in understanding.

I stared into his eyes as my heart spluttered in my chest. I didn’t know if it was the weather or my nerves, but it seemed that every touch from him sent a jolt of electricity that vibrated throughout my body. My breathing became shallow as a new sensation washed through me. His fingers remained on my lips as I closed my eyes; allowing the feeling to intensify. I wondered if he knew the effect he had on me, on my body.