I put my phone back into my purse and darted to the tree.
Riley took some more photos with the bridesmaids and then some with Carlisle
and Esme before we all got onto the huge party bus to drive us to the
cathedral. Inside, Riley walked around, taking more photos of the church and
the flowers that adorned the altar. Alice was in the bride’s room, trying not
to throw up. Esme had some saltines and ginger ale, encouraging her daughter to
eat, nibble at the food.
The priest came and checked on us before shuffling to the
front of the church, preparing for the ceremony. The wedding coordinator, Jenn,
got us all lined up. Edward slid next to me, wearing the same tuxedo he wore
for our wedding. “Fancy meeting you here, Mrs. Cullen,” he quipped, offering me
his arm.
“You dork,” I giggled. “Hmmmm, good memories from this
tuxedo.”
“Great memories,” he purred, nuzzling my hair with his nose.
“EDWARD ANTHONY! STOP CANOODLING YOUR WIFE!” Alice hissed.
“Shouldn’t you be wearing red, you she-devil?” Edward
teased. Alice rolled her eyes, giving him the bird.
“She’s my wife. I can
canoodle her all I want.” He kissed my hair and squeezed my ass.
“Behave, counselor,” I snickered. “We’re in a church.”
“Okay, okay,” he said, looping my arm through his. He
glanced at me, smiling softly. “You look gorgeous, Bells. So sexy.”
“Thank you,” I blushed. “And thank you for agreeing to get
married in Vegas. This,” I gestured to the craziness that was Alice’s wedding,
“would have given me heart palpitations.”
“You and me both. I’m not the groom and I’m having heart
palpitations. I think it’s the evil glares from Jasper’s side of the family.
They’re possessed,” he said as we walked closer to the entrance. I bit back a
laugh, leaning my head against his shoulder. He kissed my forehead, giving me
his perfect crooked smirk.
Grasping my bouquet, we walked down the long aisle to the
sounds of Pachelbel’s Canon in D. Reaching the front of the cathedral, Edward
and I bent reverently before taking our spots on either side of the altar.
Jasper stepped in front of Edward, shaking his hand before giving me a nervous
smile. Like a dork, I gave him a thumbs up. Jasper chuckled and the organ
changed from the canon to Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring by Bach. His eyes cut to
the entrance of the cathedral and Alice was being led down the aisle by a very
regal and handsome Carlisle. They got to the front of the cathedral, bowing and
walking up the steps to the altar. The music concluded and the priest began the
service.
An hour later, Alice and Jasper were married in the eyes of
God and their families. The priest gleefully pronounced them husband and wife
and they kissed each other exuberantly. Jasper, very subtly, ran his hand along
Alice’s still flat abdomen and winked at us. We all knew their secret and from
the disdainful gasp from Jasper’s mother, so did she. The joyful sounds of
Schubert’s Wedding March began and we walked down the aisle in our
processional.
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