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Bella meant to tell her friends about the wedding on her own terms. But when word gets out before she can prepare, the whole town is soon buzzing with rumors about the police chief’s daughter and that Cullen boy.


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2. Chapter 2

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After that night, it was no real surprise when I woke up the next morning still groggy and head pounding. I wasn’t feeling much better as I made my way to the Newton’s store for work that morning. I only had a few days left before the new girl took over fulltime. I got out of my truck and walked across the parking lot to the front door, where Mike was just opening up.

“Hi Bella,” he called, much too chipper for such an early hour.

“Hi Mike,” I managed to say. I think I slurred my words, few as they were. I followed him inside and pulled on my vest and began tidying the fliers and boxes of mini flashlights, floating key chains, emergency whistles, energy bars and American flag pins littering the counter. I stifled another yawn. Next to me, Mike opened up the cash register for the day. We were enjoying a peaceful silence, when –

“What is that?”

I looked up and Mike was staring at me.

“What?” I said, glancing around. What was he looking at? Was some gigantic bug about to eat my face? Had I forgotten to dress properly? I examined my clothes – afraid I might find slippers on my feet, or that I was still wearing my pajamas – though I doubted Edward would have let me leave the house without being properly dressed. I ran my fingers through my hair – no matted knots; it was silky and smooth. No, I couldn’t find anything wrong.

“That!” Mike said, grabbing my left hand and holding it up in front of us. There, on my third finger, glittered the gold band and sparkling diamonds of my engagement ring.

“Oh,” I said. “That.”


I smiled awkwardly – almost a grimace – and looked away from his gaze. His eyes were wide and expectant.

“Um, Edward and I … are engaged.”

“You’re getting married?!” His voice reached a pitch I was certain only small animals could hear. “When were you planning on telling me?” He spoke with such incredulity I had a feeling I may have hurt his feelings. It’s not like Mike Newton and I were particularly great friends, but perhaps he didn’t see things that way. He had, after all, been quite nice to me during the time when Edward was gone … and he’d stayed rather friendly after he returned. Maybe Mike held me in higher regard than I thought.

“It’s something of a new development,” I said, hoping this would mend his broken feelings. “It really only became official last night …”

“You’re getting married?” he said again, this time sounding less hurt – and mostly just shocked. He kept shaking his head as he went back to the cash register.

Just then, the bell over the front door tinkled and I looked up as my angel walked in, his hair glistening from the early morning mist. He smiled when he caught my eye and glided smoothly towards me. He leaned across the counter and kissed me on the lips. “Here,” he said, setting down a cardboard cup filled with coffee. “I thought you might need this. It was a late night …”

I was grateful for the caffeine, but from the corner of my vision, I saw Mike’s eyes grow wide. Based on that and the fact that Edward was now stifling his laughter, I had a feeling Mike thought the late night had something to do with Edward and I “celebrating” our engagement.

“Yes, well,” I said, speaking clearly so Mike could hear, “Charlie wasn’t exactly thrilled … but I think we convinced him after awhile.”

Edward chewed on his lip, stifling another bought of laughter. “Oh, yes,” he said, playing along. “I think he’ll be okay with it all.” Then, after a pause, “I should let you get back to work.”

“I’ll walk you out,” I said, taking his hand as I followed him towards the door. I called over my shoulder to Mike, “Right back.”

Outside at Edward’s car, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself to his face. He pressed his hands into my waist, holding my tightly to him and we kissed. His lips, though cold, felt hot on my mouth. One hand continued to hold my waist – pressing me to him – but the other snaked up my neck, his fingers tangling in my hair as he held my face to his. He angled our faces, deepening the kiss. I was feeling flushed and faint. I felt the heat rise up in my cheeks, despite the cool mist still hovering in the morning air. As Edward pulled me tighter to him, my feet dragged on the gravel parking lot. I scrambled for more solid footing, going up on my toes to reach his face better. He bent down to meet me and I tightened my hold around his neck.

I heard someone snigger and giggle, then two voices calling, “Hi Edward, hi Bella,” followed by more giggling. I tried to crane my neck to see who it was, but Edward held my face to his and continued to kiss me. Finally, when I thought my lungs would burst, he released me and grinned as I panted, my eyelids drooping, but not from sleepiness.

“I’ll see you after work,” he said, stepping away and climbing into his car.

I still felt dizzy as I walked back into the store, heading back to the counter. Down on the other end, I saw Mike huddled over with two girls – the voices from the parking lot. Looking closer, I realized they were Jessica and Lauren. Inwardly, I groaned. Judging from the looks on their faces as Mike murmured to them in low tones, I guessed he was telling them the news. I saw their eyes flash in unison towards the glittering gold band on my finger. I sighed.

“Bella Swan!” Jessica gasped, coming over for a closer look, Lauren at her heels. She snatched up my left hand and pulled it close to her face to examine the ring. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me!”

“It sort of just happened,” I said. “Last night …”

“You’re getting married?!” she gasped. “You and Edward?”

“No, me and the king of Switzerland …” I groaned again, as she tugged my hand to Lauren’s face, so the two of them could get a close gander at the glittering gold and diamonds.

“Wow, some ring,” she said, ignoring my sarcasm.

I rolled my eyes. “Well, I really do have to get back to work.” With some effort, I yanked my hand out of her grasp. I tried to plaster a polite smile on my face, then spun on my heel and walked down an aisle to unload the new shipment of camping lanterns. I could tell already that it was going to be a long day.

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