He looked back at the present seated on his lap. Reaching
inside, he pulled out the card. “Uh, Bella. Why does my card have a picture of
two naked men on the front?”
“Read it, Edward,” I giggled.
“’Life is all about asses…you’re either covering it,
laughing it off, kicking it, kissing it, bushing it, trying to get a piece of
it or behaving like one…Now, get your ass in gear and celebrate! Happy
birthday! Love, Bella,’” he laughed. “So appropriate.”
“Emmett had it and told me to give it to you. It’s perfect,”
I giggled.
“I have no doubt that my brother was going to give this to
me. I have been an ass for too long,” he said, putting the card next to his
leg. “Not anymore. At least not to my friends and family. Rude guests and
ignorant people? Probably but the people I care for and love the most, don’t
deserve it.”
“Now, for the present, Alice said that you were looking for
this for awhile,” I said, nudging the bag closer to him.
“I’ve been waiting my whole life for you, Miss Swan,” he
said smoothly.
“I’m not in the bag, Mr. Cullen,” I teased.
“So, it’s not a calendar of you in various stages of
undress, beckoning me to make love to you?” he taunted.
“We met less than a week ago, Edward,” I deadpanned.
“Wishful thinking,” he smirked. “Maybe for Christmas?”
“We’ll see, Edward,” I said. “Now, open your damn present!”
He laughed heartily and pulled out the ton of tissue paper from the bag. Once
he reached the book, he flipped it in his hands to reveal the cover.
“Wow, I’ve been wanting to get this forever,” he mused. “I
saw it online and I was going to order it, then I got pulled into a meeting
with Rose and a couple getting married here. I never got around to actually
ordering it. That was nearly three months ago.”
“I picked it up at the airport but never got around to
reading it since your sister talked to me for the entire flight,” I said.
“Come here,” he said, opening his arms. I hugged and he
kissed me senseless. “Turn around, gorgeous.” His legs were on either side of
me with the book in my lap. “Let’s plan our ultimate vacation. If money, time
and work were not issues, where would we go?”
We spent nearly two hours pouring over his book, planning
our trip. The vacation would be nearly ten years long, spanning the entire
globe. “You’re quiet, Bella,” Edward said as he kissed my shoulder.
“Just thinking. The vacation sounds like fun but my dream is
to build a home with someone,” I said thoughtfully.
“Meaning?”
“Finding someone special, getting married, building or
moving into a house where you can see raising children
and building a future,”
I whispered.
“Do you want children?” Edward asked.
“Eventually,” I replied. “You?” He blushed and nodded. Then
his eyes darkened, swirling with sadness.
“You never thought you’d get that?
Find someone to be with you like that?”
“Not really. I thought that Lauren was that ‘someone’ and
you saw what happened there,” he spat bitterly.
“Then, I fucked myself with my
choices and I’m afraid of the future for us. If something happens where we don’t
make it, I don’t know what I’d do…”
“Do you want what I described with me?” I pressed.
Edward's breakfast in bed, plus fresh fruit
A distant view to the lagoon
Beach of the lagoon
The waterfall/lagoon
Picnic
Edward's 'Ass' card
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