Destination Date Teaser

 March 30th, 2021

San Diego, California

Sitting in their van, Bella and Edward were working on their next YouTube video. It was a compilation of their time in San Diego, including some surfing, kayaking La Jolla, hitting up some of the best restaurants and spending time at the San Diego Zoo. With each video, their audience grew. They hit the mother lode when it came to the YouTube algorithm. Their channel hit 250,000 subscribers the day their first video for their van travels hit the internet. There were so many congratulations for their engagement and well-wishes for the beginning of their journey.

“I really like the freedom of traveling in this van. We’re working on a beach, watching the sunset,” Edward said, smiling at his fiancée.

“I was hesitant to take this leap,” Bella murmured honestly, pulling her legs up.

Edward looked at her, arching a brow. This was the first she’d mentioned it, but kind of understood why she would be. “How so?”

“Part of it was my fears,” she shrugged. “I was waiting for something to muck things up. Self-fulfilling prophecy or some shit.”

“And the other part?”

“I was waiting for you to throw me aside or lose you like everyone else in my life,” she sighed. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad I’m here with you. It’s everything I ever dreamed of and more. I have a partner who adores me. You’ve given me everything I ever wanted – a family.”

He put his computer to the side and pulled Bella into his lap. “I’d never throw you aside, Glitter. Never. You’re my soul mate. The yin to my yang,” he smirked. She snickered, trailing her fingers through the soft curls at the nape of his neck. “I will always be with you, on your side, Bella. You’re my best friend and so much more. I was content before I met you, but now? I’m eager to face the next day with you, love.”

“I love you, Edward. So much,” she whispered, kissing his lips. They lost themselves in their embrace for a few moments until Bella’s cell phone rang. It was Miss Alice’s ring tone. “Nooooooo!”

“You look forward to these phone calls, baby,” Edward snickered. “Tell Miss Alice that I say hi. I’m going to try and get some editing done. I also want to get our next episode scheduled on YouTube.”

“Okay,” she grinned, climbing off his lap, and swiping her phone. “Can you also make dinner? There’s enough for a stir fry in the fridge.”

“Will do,” he said, waving as she walked out to the beach with a blanket to take the call from Miss Alice.

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She launched herself at Edward, toppling them onto the couch as she kissed his face. He laughed, holding her to his body as he eagerly accepted her kisses. Then, their kissing grew heated and so much more. “I want you,” she whispered. “Take me to bed, Edward. Make love to me. All of me.”

“Fuck, Bella,” Edward groaned.

“You can do that, too,” she giggled, getting up from the couch. “But first …” She found one of her smaller cameras, along with another memory card. “Let’s have fun with the camera, babe.”

“You truly are my dream woman, Bella,” he growled, scooping her over his shoulder. She squealed with a giggle as he carried her to the bedroom. Putting her on the bed, he kissed her lips hungrily.

“Let me set up the camera. I kind of scoped out the best angle so the camera can get everything,” she murmured, biting her lip.

“Everything?” Edward asked, arching a brow. “Even as I fill you with my cock?”

“Hmmm, let me get my GoPro,” she blushed. “I’m assuming you want a close up of my pussy as you fuck every inch of me.”

“Hmmm, maybe,” he purred, kissing her again. He moved away so she could use the tripod to set up the camera on her dresser. Her entire bed was in the frame. She backed away from the camera after she’d turned it on, removing her shirt and revealing the bare lace underneath. “Oh, fuck … you are so gorgeous.”

Looking over her shoulder, she unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down her body. Her lingerie was innocence, sin, and sex in one amazing package, leaving very little to the imagination. He walked over to her, snaking his arm around her waist. He kissed her neck, gliding his hands along her creamy smooth skin. “I love you, Edward,” she whispered.

“You are my world,” he whispered back, turning her head, and brushing his lips along hers. She turned in his arms, making quick work of his shirt. When his shirt joined hers on the floor, she lightly scratched her fingers along his muscled chest. He hissed lowly, moving his palms to her ass. He squeezed her behind. She moaned quietly as his fingers dipped into the sheer material of her panties and pushed them down her hips. Turning her back around he cupped her sex. “So wet, my love.”

“All fucking day,” she murmured as his fingers rolled her clit.

JR Whitlock

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Over biscuits, gravy and a serving of sour dough bread, Bella, Edward, and Miss Alice devised a plan to fight JR. In order to deal with his special brand of bullshit, they needed all the carbs they could get their hands on. They even got Carlisle in on the plan, as well. Carlisle was more than willing to go to bat to prove that Miss Alice was mentally capable of taking care of herself and making decisions about her life. Even with her bout with COVID, which was mild compared to what other people were dealing with.

Miss Alice’s bridge friend had passed away.

The man who had infected Emmett was still in the hospital, deteriorating quickly toward the end of his isolation. He was hooked up to a ventilator. It seemed unlikely that he’d get off that ventilator. Even with that, his oxygen saturation in his blood was still dangerously low. They only knew that because Emmett was listed as the man’s emergency contact. Emmett was trying to get ahold of the man’s family, but if things got worse, Emmett would have to make the difficult decision of pulling the plug.

After they finished discussing and solidifying their plan of attack, Bella went back to her apartment to shower. Edward stayed with Miss Alice. He was very concerned that JR would use the opportunity to hurt his mother. He also wanted some answers about Miss Alice’s son, among other things.

“I’m sorry you’re dealing with this bullshit, Miss Alice,” Edward frowned. “Was JR always like this?”

“He always looked for the easy solution to a problem. Preferably with the least amount of work required,” Miss Alice snorted derisively. “He wasn’t as bad while his father was alive. Reason being was that my Jasper looked over JR’s work. He knew our son’s penchant to take the easy way out.”

“And, after your husband died?” Edward asked.

“He got a lot worse and buried the shipping business in bullshit,” Miss Alice sighed. “Ten years after my husband’s retirement and subsequent death, Whitlock Exports shut its doors after nearly a century of being in business.”

“If you don’t mind, I’m curious. You don’t have to answer if I’m crossing some line, but …,” Edward began. “How were you able to amass your wealth?”

“You’re not crossing any line. I’m happy to tell you, sweetie. I was a socialite, a Southern debutante, and my money is from my family. My father’s father struck oil and we wanted for nothing. After I’d gotten married, I used part of my inheritance to give my Jasper a boost to his export company. Jasper, who is honorable to his core, paid me back once he’d doubled my investment,” Miss Alice explained with a wistful smile. “So, the money that my son is trying to get his paws on is from my family. In reality, it should belong to my children, but I cannot, in my right mind, give it to them. Not after they treated me when their father died.”

“It’s your decision to give your inheritance to who you choose,” Edward murmured. “You would think that they’d be a little more endearing to you to get on your good side.”

“You would think that taking care of them for all their lives would mean they would do the same for their mother,” Miss Alice sneered. “But, no. They are more interested in their own little lives. Not mine. Do I love my children? Even when they disappoint me? Yes, I do. Do I trust them? No.”

“But, you love and trust Bella,” Edward smiled.

“If I had my choice, picking my own child, I’d choose Bella. Every day,” Miss Alice said, giving Edward a warm smile. “She’s everything I ever wanted in a daughter. She’s smart, beautiful, kind, and strong. I love Bella so much. Probably more than my own children, which is an awful thing to say. However, with her mother being the selfish, ignorant bitch she is and the loss of her father? She needed a family. I needed a family. We found it in each other. When I met her? She was so closed off. I managed to get under her skin.”

“Her mother is a piece of shit,” Edward spat. “She blamed her husband’s behavior on her and then had the gall of saying that … Renee makes my blood boil.”

“She does that to Bella, too,” Miss Alice grumbled. “Her spouting out those conspiracy theories and showing her true colors? It’s a blessing in disguise.”

“Miss Alice, since you’re the closest thing that Bella has to a family, I figured you wouldn’t mind …” he trailed off. “I love Bella more than words can say.”

“I see it in how you interact with her,” Miss Alice murmured, taking his hand. “You love her and ground her, provide stability where she doesn’t have much.”

“She gives me buoyancy where I’m usually weighted down. Miss Alice, I want to marry her,” Edward proclaimed. “I want your permission to marry her.”

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 Over biscuits, gravy and a serving of sour dough bread, Bella, Edward, and Miss Alice devised a plan to fight JR. In order to deal with his special brand of bullshit, they needed all the carbs they could get their hands on. They even got Carlisle in on the plan, as well. Carlisle was more than willing to go to bat to prove that Miss Alice was mentally capable of taking care of herself and making decisions about her life. Even with her bout with COVID, which was mild compared to what other people were dealing with.

Miss Alice’s bridge friend had passed away.

The man who had infected Emmett was still in the hospital, deteriorating quickly toward the end of his isolation. He was hooked up to a ventilator. It seemed unlikely that he’d get off that ventilator. Even with that, his oxygen saturation in his blood was still dangerously low. They only knew that because Emmett was listed as the man’s emergency contact. Emmett was trying to get ahold of the man’s family, but if things got worse, Emmett would have to make the difficult decision of pulling the plug.

After they finished discussing and solidifying their plan of attack, Bella went back to her apartment to shower. Edward stayed with Miss Alice. He was very concerned that JR would use the opportunity to hurt his mother. He also wanted some answers about Miss Alice’s son, among other things.

“I’m sorry you’re dealing with this bullshit, Miss Alice,” Edward frowned. “Was JR always like this?”

“He always looked for the easy solution to a problem. Preferably with the least amount of work required,” Miss Alice snorted derisively. “He wasn’t as bad while his father was alive. Reason being was that my Jasper looked over JR’s work. He knew our son’s penchant to take the easy way out.”

“And, after your husband died?” Edward asked.

“He got a lot worse and buried the shipping business in bullshit,” Miss Alice sighed. “Ten years after my husband’s retirement and subsequent death, Whitlock Exports shut its doors after nearly a century of being in business.”

“If you don’t mind, I’m curious. You don’t have to answer if I’m crossing some line, but …,” Edward began. “How were you able to amass your wealth?”

“You’re not crossing any line. I’m happy to tell you, sweetie. I was a socialite, a Southern debutante, and my money is from my family. My father’s father struck oil and we wanted for nothing. After I’d gotten married, I used part of my inheritance to give my Jasper a boost to his export company. Jasper, who is honorable to his core, paid me back once he’d doubled my investment,” Miss Alice explained with a wistful smile. “So, the money that my son is trying to get his paws on is from my family. In reality, it should belong to my children, but I cannot, in my right mind, give it to them. Not after they treated me when their father died.”

“It’s your decision to give your inheritance to who you choose,” Edward murmured. “You would think that they’d be a little more endearing to you to get on your good side.”

“You would think that taking care of them for all their lives would mean they would do the same for their mother,” Miss Alice sneered. “But, no. They are more interested in their own little lives. Not mine. Do I love my children? Even when they disappoint me? Yes, I do. Do I trust them? No.”

“But, you love and trust Bella,” Edward smiled.

“If I had my choice, picking my own child, I’d choose Bella. Every day,” Miss Alice said, giving Edward a warm smile. “She’s everything I ever wanted in a daughter. She’s smart, beautiful, kind, and strong. I love Bella so much. Probably more than my own children, which is an awful thing to say. However, with her mother being the selfish, ignorant bitch she is and the loss of her father? She needed a family. I needed a family. We found it in each other. When I met her? She was so closed off. I managed to get under her skin.”

“Her mother is a piece of shit,” Edward spat. “She blamed her husband’s behavior on her and then had the gall of saying that … Renee makes my blood boil.”

“She does that to Bella, too,” Miss Alice grumbled. “Her spouting out those conspiracy theories and showing her true colors? It’s a blessing in disguise.”

“Miss Alice, since you’re the closest thing that Bella has to a family, I figured you wouldn’t mind …” he trailed off. “I love Bella more than words can say.”

“I see it in how you interact with her,” Miss Alice murmured, taking his hand. “You love her and ground her, provide stability where she doesn’t have much.”

“She gives me buoyancy where I’m usually weighted down. Miss Alice, I want to marry her,” Edward proclaimed. “I want your permission to marry her.”

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Soft kisses, tender caresses and a sultry giggle woke Edward up. His eyes fluttered open as Bella’s lips came in contact with his nipple. “Glitter,” he rasped.

“I’m sorry for crashing,” she whispered, trailing her mouth along his chest as she pushed down the tented sheets to reveal his hard, leaking cock. Her fingers wrapped around his length, and she languidly pumped him as she brushed her lips over his. “I need you, Edward. Love me.”

“Always, Bella,” he breathed, rolling her to the side and hitching her leg over his hip. The head of his cock teased her entrance. “So wet for me, baby.”

“Yes,” she replied, reaching between their bodies, and guiding his cock into her body. He pushed in, groaning at her wetness and heat that surrounded him. “Fuck me. I will never get tired of feeling you inside me, Edward.”

“You were made for me, Bella,” Edward panted, rolling his hips as he pushed deeper into her. “I love you.”

“I adore you,” she gasped as he thrust into her harder. “Oh, shit. Edward … like that …”

He moved, rolling so he was on her back and Bella was on top of him. She threaded her fingers with his, rotating her hips. He watched her with rapt attention. Her tits were bouncing with each shift of her body. His cock disappeared into her slick core, throbbing for release. “Fuck, Bella … you look like a goddess fucking me.”

She grinned seductively, taking Edward’s hands, and cupping them onto her breasts. He growled lowly as he pinched nipples while Bella leaned back for a deeper angle. Her other hand snaked down her body and she rubbed her clit. She moaned loudly, throwing her head back. “Edward, your cock. Fuck, so big!”

“Seeing my cock inside your wet, hot pussy and you rubbing your clit? I’m going to come, baby,” he growled. His hands squeezed her breasts and she let out a low whimper as her pussy became wetter, leaking onto his length. “Bella …”

“I know, Edward,” she moaned, staring into his hooded gaze. “God! I’m going to come!”

“With me, Bella,” he pleaded. “With me. Together!”

She nodded jerkily, trying to stave off her climax. Her eyes were trained on Edward, lost in his emerald gaze as their bodies moved sinuously, creating the most delicious friction. “Edward, please. Please! I need to come. I need your cum in me.”

“Fuck,” Edward snarled as his cock twitched inside her, filling her with his release. “FUCK!”

She shattered around him, gasping at the power of her orgasm. She felt it from her deep inside her belly and spread throughout her entire body. She slumped against his bare chest, panting heavily. Edward’s fingers danced along her back and teased her ass. She whimpered, wriggling her hips. “Tease.”

“I had a taste. I want more,” he chuckled, pressing a kiss to her mess of curls. “Soon, hmmm?”

“Yeah and we can have some more fun now that we’re home,” she smiled against his sweaty chest. “I have some toys and we can explore.”

“I like the sound of that,” he replied, smacking her ass. “Now, let’s have a proper shower since you crashed in yours.”

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The days following Emmett’s phone call about Miss Alice were hectic. Bella contacted the United States Consulate and got more definitive answers about reentering the country. Their biggest issue was the timing of when they needed to get their rapid COVID tests. Some websites were saying that the test needed to be done within a week of travel and other sites said it needed to be within twenty-four to forty-eight hours.

Erring on the side of caution, the doctor was coming the day before Bella and Edward’s departure. They were not looking forward to having their nasal passages swabbed and the cotton swab practically touching their brains, but they needed a negative test in order to get home.

“Okay, Osvaldo is driving us to the airport. Our flight leaves at half past eleven and we fly into Dallas. We have a health screening and then we have several hours until our connecting flight to Seattle,” Edward said. “We will need to stay in one of the lounges, but there will be food for us.”

“Sounds good,” Bella murmured, unfocused as she was packing her bag.

“Hey, Glitter, look at me,” Edward whispered, gently turning her in his arms. He saw tears in her eyes. “Sweetheart, Miss Alice will be okay. You’ve talked to her on FaceTime.”

“She looked so pitiful. I’ve never seen her look anything less than curled and poofed and beautified,” Bella whispered, curling into his arms. “With the mask on her face and her skin looking grey? I’m so scared, Edward. I can’t lose her.”

“I spoke to my dad and despite her appearance, Miss Alice is in good health and is not as sick as other patients in the hospital. She’s also isolated from the more serious cases, but still on the COVID floor. She’s got a private room,” Edward explained. “Let’s get out of here. We haven’t eaten yet and all this stressing is counterintuitive.”

“Edward,” Bella argued.

“Come on. Nahuel is bringing a basket of food for a lunch on the beach. It’s a little chilly for topless times on the beach, but we can still eat,” Edward said, threading his fingers with hers. “We need to get out of this room.”

Bella frowned, but allowed Edward to pull her out onto the beach. They put on their masks while they walked to the beach, finding Nahuel spreading out a blanket, using a picnic basket to keep it from blowing away. Edward handed him a large tip before Nahuel left.

“This looks nice,” Bella murmured, taking off her mask and sliding on her sunglasses. She sank onto the blanket and curled up. “Thank you for being the voice of reason. Normally, I’m pretty even-keel, but with Miss Alice, all sense of calm dissipates. She is, for all intents and purposes, my mom.”

“I get it, Bella. I’d probably be as much of a mess if it were my mother,” Edward said softly, pulling out the food from the basket. “However, you’re not a mess, Bella. You’re strong and positive for Miss Alice when you talk to her. I can see how much she loves you. Her eyes light up and despite her being sick, she’s happy to see you, happy to talk to you.”

They made their plates and Bella huffed out a breath. “You know what pisses me off? Her family! Her kids and grandkids! They haven’t once contacted her. And yet, once she kicks the bucket, they will swoop in and pick over her shit like fucking vultures. They don’t care about her. What the hell?!”

“Have you met any of Miss Alice’s family?” Edward asked, sipping some beer.

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The days following Emmett’s phone call about Miss Alice were hectic. Bella contacted the United States Consulate and got more definitive answers about reentering the country. Their biggest issue was the timing of when they needed to get their rapid COVID tests. Some websites were saying that the test needed to be done within a week of travel and other sites said it needed to be within twenty-four to forty-eight hours.

Erring on the side of caution, the doctor was coming the day before Bella and Edward’s departure. They were not looking forward to having their nasal passages swabbed and the cotton swab practically touching their brains, but they needed a negative test in order to get home.

“Okay, Osvaldo is driving us to the airport. Our flight leaves at half past eleven and we fly into Dallas. We have a health screening and then we have several hours until our connecting flight to Seattle,” Edward said. “We will need to stay in one of the lounges, but there will be food for us.”

“Sounds good,” Bella murmured, unfocused as she was packing her bag.

“Hey, Glitter, look at me,” Edward whispered, gently turning her in his arms. He saw tears in her eyes. “Sweetheart, Miss Alice will be okay. You’ve talked to her on FaceTime.”

“She looked so pitiful. I’ve never seen her look anything less than curled and poofed and beautified,” Bella whispered, curling into his arms. “With the mask on her face and her skin looking grey? I’m so scared, Edward. I can’t lose her.”

“I spoke to my dad and despite her appearance, Miss Alice is in good health and is not as sick as other patients in the hospital. She’s also isolated from the more serious cases, but still on the COVID floor. She’s got a private room,” Edward explained. “Let’s get out of here. We haven’t eaten yet and all this stressing is counterintuitive.”

“Edward,” Bella argued.

“Come on. Nahuel is bringing a basket of food for a lunch on the beach. It’s a little chilly for topless times on the beach, but we can still eat,” Edward said, threading his fingers with hers. “We need to get out of this room.”

Bella frowned, but allowed Edward to pull her out onto the beach. They put on their masks while they walked to the beach, finding Nahuel spreading out a blanket, using a picnic basket to keep it from blowing away. Edward handed him a large tip before Nahuel left.

“This looks nice,” Bella murmured, taking off her mask and sliding on her sunglasses. She sank onto the blanket and curled up. “Thank you for being the voice of reason. Normally, I’m pretty even-keel, but with Miss Alice, all sense of calm dissipates. She is, for all intents and purposes, my mom.”

“I get it, Bella. I’d probably be as much of a mess if it were my mother,” Edward said softly, pulling out the food from the basket. “However, you’re not a mess, Bella. You’re strong and positive for Miss Alice when you talk to her. I can see how much she loves you. Her eyes light up and despite her being sick, she’s happy to see you, happy to talk to you.”

They made their plates and Bella huffed out a breath. “You know what pisses me off? Her family! Her kids and grandkids! They haven’t once contacted her. And yet, once she kicks the bucket, they will swoop in and pick over her shit like fucking vultures. They don’t care about her. What the hell?!”

“Have you met any of Miss Alice’s family?” Edward asked, sipping some beer.

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After both of them took a shower, they set up Edward’s laptop for some phone calls. They started with Emmett, who was in between clients at the gym. FaceTime rang and Emmett grinned as he answered the call. The grin quickly turned to some cackling laughter. “Eddie! You are so … pink! Damn, did you put on sunblock?” Emmett laughed.

“I did, but I’m pasty. You know this. Not everyone can be a naturally bronzed God like you,” Edward deadpanned.

“Even Bella is darker than you,” Emmett snickered.

“I’m feeling the pain, too, Emmett. Not so much on my face, but on my shoulders and boobs,” she smirked. “Topless beaches are popular here. My tits haven’t seen the light of day since, well, ever. But, I don’t have any tan lines.”

Emmett’s eyes bugged out, shocked at her statement. Edward just laughed, kissing Bella’s temple. “You’re imagining my girl naked, aren’t you?”

“Um, uh, well?” Emmett babbled. “She said her tits were out and I was just imagining that.”

“Don’t you have your own girl to ogle?” Edward asked, arching a brow. “How are things with Rose?”

“To be honest, rocky,” Emmett shrugged. “Rose told me that she was pregnant and I’m excited. Very excited! I can’t wait to be a dad, but she’s not too keen about being a mom. Suffice it to say, she wants to terminate the pregnancy while I’m begging her not to. Because of that, I can’t see myself with her. I don’t agree with how she’s handling everything. She’s secretive and dismissive of my feelings.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” Bella frowned. “Do you love her?”

“I love the idea of her, but I don’t love how she treats my friends,” Emmett frowned. “I know she gives Edward shit and the way she acted around you that night we went out for our double date was a little suspect, to be honest. Perhaps, I should cut my losses. Besides, she’s in Portland, spending time with her family. Her parents had a big wedding anniversary. The governor of Washington announced that the state was being shut down, as did the governor of Oregon. So, she’s stuck there, while I’m here. We’re all supposed to shelter in place. I can’t believe that everything’s shut down.”

“That’s why we’re calling you,” Edward explained. “It’s shut down here, too. Well, we can’t fly out. We’re stuck in São Paulo for the time being.”

“I’m jealous. You get to be stuck in paradise,” Emmett snorted.