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    …the water is fine

     

    “What’s wrong?” he worried, probably in reaction to the increase of my heart beat. A slow smile spread over my face as I lifted my eyes to his.

    “What could ever be wrong, as long as I’m in your arms?”

    “What, indeed.” His eyes smoldered in the darkness, as he continued to walk down the small hill towards the beautiful home that awaited us.

     

    As we stood in the threshold, me cradled in his arms, the luggage at our feet, his body stiffened slightly as he heard the pace of my heart increase for what seemed to be the thousandth time today. I stiffened in response, suddenly realizing what was about to happen. I had waited for so long for this moment; literally begged for it, and now it felt like my nerves were trying to walk out on me. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to; I wanted it more than anything. I just didn’t know how and I hoped my inexperience wouldn’t ruin everything.

     

    “I love you, Bella.” He breathed into my ear, softly stroking my hair. I shivered again, amazed at the feelings rising within me.

    “I love you too, more than anything.” I whispered, kissing the base of his collar bone and nestling my face closer into his chest. I heard his breath catch as a soft moan escaped his lips.

    “Umm…why don’t I show you around.” His voice was unsteady as he set me down on the hardwood floors and wrapped an arm around my waist.

     

    I squinted, waiting for my eyes to adjust as he flipped the light switch behind us. I gasped as my vision came into focus; it was perfect. The walls were a soft, pastel blue, which gave the illusion of a beautifully clear sky. Though there wasn’t much furniture, every piece was unique and seemed made for this room.

    The layout was almost identical to his home in Forks, including the large window wall, except when you gazed through the crystal-like glass here, your eyes were met with a staggering view of the ocean. Edward squeezed me gently, turning the light off and leading us down a long hallway.

     

    “This is the guest room, not that we ever really had any.” Edward explained as he pushed the door of a smaller room open. The pastel green walls and sand colored furniture seemed to blend directly into the beachfront as Edward touched the light switch.

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