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Edward never came back. Seven years later, Bella is a tough, heartless corporate girl in New York City. She has taken down many businesses and never lost. Now, she is about to take down C-CORP. Who is the mysterious owner? Who is "C"? She will find out, and she will destroy him. Who is the monster now? Can she be saved? The story is done. I will update everyday! THIS IS IT GUYS! THE LAST CHAPTER AND EPILOGUE! (SNIFF)


15. LOST

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"Driver, I want you go as fast as you dare." He began to protest, then he turned back for a moment and saw my face. The next thing I knew, his foot was pushing down on the gas and we were speeding to the road. The hole screamed for attention and I ingored it. I was not giving in this time.

I set my jaw and forced myself to stay angry. That was a better place for me to be. I was enraged, not at Edward, but at myself. I already knew I couldn’t trust him with my heart with him, and yet, I had let my wall down completely. I buried my face in my hands as I remembered that I had just told him that I loved him. That day in the forest, he was able to look into my eyes and see the desperation. I know he saw the anguish on my face, and he had still walked away. If he could do that to me then, then why could I not see how much easier it would be for him to betray me now?

My mind was racing to formulate a plan as we pulled onto the freeway. I was deciding where I should go. I knew I couldn't go home. He would find me. I wondered what underhanded plan he was coming up with right now. Would he tell Harry Banks that I admitted that I loved him? The only thing I knew was that If he would go so far as to pretend to love me, he was capable of anything. Slowly, my plan began to take shape. By the time the city skyline came into view, I knew what had to happen.

I looked at my watch. It was just past 10:00, not much time. I called my personal lawyer, and informed him I needed to speak to him immediately. We would be up all night formulating a strategy to keep me from getting sued by my own company. What I had planned for tomorrow would make Sterling Hathaway furious.

I met my lawyer at his office, and I informed him of what I wanted to do. First, he looked at me like I was crazy. I was standing there in my evening dress at midnight asking him to do something that was unheard of in the business world. After I reassured him that I had not had even one swallow of liquor, he finally gave in. He then not so delicately reminded me he got paid double for working in the a.m. hours. It was a good thing that he was the best there was.

We stayed up all night drafting the necessary documents. We worked feverishly trying to accomplish what should easily take a week. Finally, at around 6:30 a.m., he was putting in the finishing touches. I read over everything and signed my name in all the necessary places. I thought about what I held in my hands. For one moment I let myself feel sorrow. Then I stopped. Emotions were what had got me into so much trouble in the first place. If I had just stayed heartless and unfeeling throughout this whole mess with Edward, none of this would have happended. It was a lesson learned. I wouldn't make the same mistake again. I grabbed the entire stack of papers, and left for the office.

As I inched my way through the morning downtown traffic, I turned my cell phone back on. I had turned it off as I came back into the city last night. I had no idea if a certain vampire had my cell phone number. No sense taking any chances. I called Simmons. He answered on the first ring.

"Hey, Bella . . . . uh, did anything good happen to you this weekend?"

That was a stupid question to ask. I furrowed my brow and barked, "The weekend was fine. Is everyone in the room?"

There was a slight pause and then he said hesitantly, "Everyone but Edward."

"I'll be there in five minutes." I hung up before he had time to say anything else.

My mind was racing as I tried to figure out what Edward would do next. It was not an easy feat to determine the brilliant mind of a vampire. Would he ambush me in the conference room, or would he be waiting for me in the lobby? I could try to sneak around to another entrance, but I decided it was best to meet this head on.

The car hadn't even pulled up to the curb when I saw him. He was more beautiful than anything I would ever see again in my whole life. Like some forgotten pagan god of beauty. His hair was slightly blowing in the December wind. Everyone was hunched against the cold, but he was oblivious. His face was dark as he stood against the building staring straight at my window.

"Yeah, I bet you're a little angry right now, aren't ya!" I mumbled out the window. "Your diabolical little plan didn't work out quite the way you expected, did it?"

The taxi driver looked back at me strangely and I threw the fare at him and got out. I hastily climbed to the curb and put my head down as I walked quickly to the revolving doors. His velvet voice was beside me.

"Bella, it's not what you think."

I was almost running now. "Last time I checked, you couldn't tell what I was thinking," I barked.

"Bella, what happens between us has nothing to do with the damn company." His velvet voice actually sounded genuine.

"You need to come up with a new plan, Edward," I huffed. "Or, don't you remember, the one where you pretended to love me didn't work."

I dove into the revolving doors. He was right behind me, but then a woman jumped in with me and looked at him as if she expected him to be a gentlemen and let her in. He walked into the next slot and at that moment, coming from inside the building, an older man with a cane slowly began making his way around. Edward was stuck in between and having to go the same pace as the old man. I jumped out and ran through the lobby and crammed myself into an elevator that was just closing. I ignored the strange looks I got for my choice of business attire.

My heart was pealing madly, and it made me angry how my body would betray my head. He doesn't love you, Bella. I reminded myself again. One more time, I kept thinking. Just one more time.

When the elevator doors slid open on the 42nd floor, he was standing there with his hands on his hips waiting for me.

The cheater took the stairs, I steamed. I began walking swiftly, for a human, to the conference room. It was a little hard in the evening gown. The stupid shoes weren't helping matters.

"Bella, how could you believe that I was just trying to get my company back last night? You know me better me than that, don't you?" His voice was still velvet, but his teeth were clenched and he was talking so only I could hear him.

"Bella, every word I said last night was absolutely true, you must believe me."

We had reached the conference room doors. I slowed my pace and stopped. I turned and looked directly into his eyes as I breathed out, "I am not that eighteen year old girl you left in the forest Edward. She loved you without reason, she would have gone to the ends of the earth with you. She offered you her soul and asked for nothing but your love in return. You have no idea what it did to that girl when you left."

"I think I'm beginning to see," he whispered.

I took one step forward and said defiantly, "And I swear, I will never give you the chance to do it again."

I swallowed hard and looked down as I reached for the doorknob. His voice was behind me on my neck as he pleaded, "Bella, don't do this, don't go in that room. You love me, and I love you, completely. Just stay here with me. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you. I don't care about the company, Bella. I don't care."

This was the last time Edward would ever be this close to me. I closed my eyes and breathed in the moment, then I swallowed hard and cleared my throat as I turned the doorknob and walked in. I heard him catch the door behind me with a heavy sigh and walk in and bleakly take his seat.

As I neared the table, Simmons stared at my clothes. "You're a little over dressed aren't you?" He raised an eyebrow at me and I ignored him. I opened my briefcase and looked at the papers my lawyer and I had signed just minutes before. This was it. The room quieted, and I began.

"Gentlemen, I want to thank you all for being here today in what is likely to be our last meeting."

The firm's lawyers looked smug. They knew nothing of what transpired last night. Mr. Banks, and the rest of C- CORP'S lawyers looked haggard. I looked at Mr. Banks a little closer, and realized that he looked especially tired and worn. If I didn't know better, I would have sworn that he was up all last night too. Well, I thought with chagrin, he will sleep well tonight.

I looked at the secretary in charge of all the minutes of the meeting as I said, "I want it stated for the record that in what I am about to say, I am acting completely on my own. No other member of this firm is involved in my actions."

Simmons moved to the edge of his seat with a most distressed and perplexed look on his face. I continued.

"As of 10:00 a.m. this morning, December 2nd, I am terminating all designs on C- CORP."

Simmons came bolting out of his chair. The firm's lawyers looked stunned. They began raising their voices and shouting questions at me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jasper shoot a look at Edward. I purposely would not look at either of them. I put out my hand to stop the noise.

"I have drafted a series of documents that will need to be signed by both parties. The major points are outlined, but I will state that as of 12:00 this afternoon the 51% of C- CORP'S shares currently owned by this firm will again be on the market." Jasper turned quickly to a lawyer sitting at the end of the table. The lawyer was already standing and racing out of the room with his cell phone in his hand.

I gestured to the very large stack of papers in front of me and said, "You will all be busy signing and reading documents for the next few hours. You won't need me, I have already taken the liberty of signing my name on the appropriate lines."

"That's it?" Harry Banks breathed out.

"That's it." I said with finality.

I was closing my briefcase and preparing to leave when Harry, who seemed quite stunned, said, "I may need to contact you in the next few days, would you like me to come here, or have you come to my office?"

I took another deep breath, "If you need to contact me after today, you must call Michael Simmons who will then know how to find me." I swallowed hard and said, "You will not be able to reach me here. As of today, I will no longer be working at Berkshire-Hathaway, because I am resigning."

Simmons put his head in his hands as the room filled with whispers and shocked faces. Edward shot out of his chair and through his clenched teeth said, "No, Bella."

I felt the tears coming to my eyes and I defiantly blinked them away. I was determined to make my last exit as grand as my entrances had been.

I held my briefcase in my hand and I backed away from the table as I said, "There is a Cinderella clause on these documents. If they are not filed with a notary by 10:00 a.m., all ownership rights on the company revert back to this firm. I have left you barely enough time to do this. I suggest you get started. Good day, gentlemen."

There was a flurry of activity. The papers were grabbed by Harry's team and they began thumbing through to see if this was really legitimate. My team was stunned and trying to get a look at the papers too. Not one of them looked at me. I knew I was replaceable. There would be a new headhunter doing my job by the end of the week.

I was still facing the group, with my back to the door when I couldn't stop myself from looking at him one more time. I just had to see his angel face to make sure I would never forget. My eyes traveled slowly across the group until they had the courage to look at him. He was staring at me. I felt my legs go weak and I dug my hands into my palms. His angular face was troubled. I couldn't see why, I had given him everything he wanted. I took a deep breath and thought that despite everything, I was so glad he had kissed me last night. I would have taken any amount of pain to have it.

I swallowed down the emotion and whispered, "Bye." Even with all the commotion I knew he would hear me.

He started emphatically shaking his head and rising out of his seat and I clenched my teeth and started backing towards the door as I whispered, "Clean break."

I nodded my head as if to show I was going to be okay. I did not want him following me. And then I turned and began walking quickly out the door.

As I left the room, I heard Mr. Banks say, "Mr. Cullen, get back here, yours will be our most important signature. We don't have much time."

Then I heard Jasper's voice. "Edward, you have to do this for Carlisle."

The door hadn't even swung shut when Simmons was there.

"Bella, what the hell is going on? You can't quit!" He had caught up to me and said quietly, "What could happen to make you do such a crazy thing? What did Edward do to you?"

I was still walking fast. I wanted to get my personal things from the office before the word got out. I needed Mr. Hathaway to hear the news from me.

My voice broke a little as I said, "Apparently, I am not as cutthroat and devious as I once thought." I laughed with derision. "It appears that Edward holds that title."

"What did he do, Bella?" He sounded angry now.

"It doesn't matter anymore," I was at my office and my secretary Sally was attempting to give me the schedule for the day. She stared down at my clothes. I ignored her. I went into one of my many closets and pulled out a box and began putting in my pictures of Renee, Charlie and Jake, and a few other things that were important to me. I left all the awards that had gathered on my shelves.

"Bella, is that the dress you wore to the Chase party last night? Did you even go home? Just tell me what happened?"

He was standing in my doorway looking desperate and confused. I looked on my desk and took my book of all the contacts that I had made over the years. There was a chance those names might come in handy later.

Without looking back, I began walking out of the office. I tried to push past Simmons, but he stopped me. "Bella, you are the best there is. Please don't do this. It can still be fixed."

I hadn't planned on feeling relief at the thought of leaving this place. I thought that all of this was a representation of what I wanted after he left me, but maybe it was just part of my defense to keep everyone away. To stop feeling.

I turned to look at him and my face was actually calm. "Look, you probably already know this, but you are my best friend. The only friend I have had in a long while." I smiled a little. "Thank you for everything, especially lately." I cleared my throat and said, "Right now. I need one last favor, I need you to go back in that conference room and see that everything goes all right. The last thing I need is to have to see him again."

I swallowed hard as I looked down. Through a big lump in my throat I said, "Call me later and let me know how it went, okay?"

He gave me a big hug and said, "I'll call you in a couple of hours."

I nodded my head and walked away. Mr. Hathaway wasn't in his office. He was in a meeting. Good. I wasn't sure how I could have done it right now anyway. Chances were the news would get to him before I did, but it didn't really matter now.

I hailed a cab and breathed a sigh of relief. I had done it. I had been tough. I had kept it together this one last time. I dropped the box off in my apartment, showered and changed into more appropriate clothing, and then went back downstairs. I didn't think I had the energy to run right now, so I decided to go for a walk instead. I headed across the street and started down the main path through Central Park. My feet were crunching on the thick layer of snow on the ground. It was very quiet. There was hardly anyone in the park, and I walked slowly, concentrating on my steps, and thinking back on the events of the last twenty four hours.

I had admitted to Edward last night that I loved him. I had once again opened myself up, making myself vulnerable to him and had my heart broken. I made a vow that I would never fall in love with a vampire again.

He was my whole world. Even though he hadn't been a part of it for seven years, he was still my reason for everything. He was the beginning and end of every day. I thought I had found something so real, that it felt like our souls touched every time I was near him. I wasn't sure I was made to get over that.

I would love him for the rest of my life, and somehow I would have to build a life with that fact tucked deep inside of me. Maybe that was all anyone could ask for, to find true love once. Sometimes it stayed, sometimes it didn't. But, I knew there would never be anyone else for me.

It was actually a relief to admit it rather than trying to deny it and bury it.

I was excited to be on my own again. I didn't want to have to answer to the Sterling Hathaways of the world anymore. I would no longer be a player in this cutthroat money business. I thought I was tough enough for it, I was wrong. I would leave and perhaps start my own investment firm. It would be much different than Berkshire-Hathaway. I would do some good. I would help businesses and become a nice person again. I just didn't have the heart to go in for the kill anymore. I was going to throw away every pair of five inch heels I owned; whether they were Manolo Blahniks or not.

I wondered wistfully how my name would have looked on the side of the building.

Maybe I would take a small break and go visit Renee. I definitely had enough money saved up. Sunny, warm Florida sounded pretty good. At some point, very soon, I had to go back to Forks. I was running from pain and I knew I had to face it. Someday Charlie would be gone and I would only be full of regret at not seeing him as often as I could have.

I caught a vision of me as an old woman; alone and looking back on my life. I knew that my heart would still belong to Edward then. I winced at the pain. I once promised him that I would love him forever. One way or another, I supposed that was still going to happen.

I was so deep in thought that when I finally looked up, nothing looked familiar. I realized I didn't have any idea where I was. I looked up and down the path I was on. The trees looked different covered in snow, and the path was foreign to me.

I was lost.

The temperature was dropping. Before the air had been still, but now a cold wind was beginning to blow. It had started snowing again. I looked at my watch and was surprised to see that I had been walking for almost two hours. I pulled my scarf tighter around my neck and dug my hands deep down into my pockets. My fingers curled around something. I pulled it out and realized it was my i-pod.

I stared at it for a few seconds. I had no idea why it would be in my coat pocket. I was still wearing the same coat I wore to the party last night and at the office this morning. As far as I knew, my I-pod was still sitting on my dresser. I turned it on and scrolled down through the menu and had a great shock. All my music was gone and in their place was one title over and over again. Listed all the way to the bottom was, "Bella's Song".

Losing the music was no great tragedy. I hated every rock and rap song on there. But my heart dropped as I realized there was only one person that could have done it. I almost put the i-pod back in my pocket, but I knew that at some point I would listen to it. The day was already stellar, I might as well do all I could to make it worse.

I wondered how and when he did this. It had to have been this morning before we walked into the conference room. Was it another part of his plot to trick me into surrendering his company? I decided it didn't really matter what I heard. Still I took a large breath and steeled myself for what was to come.

I put on the earphones and started the song. The piano played a simple but lovely melody, then I heard his beautiful velvet voice. The words caught me off guard.

I can't believe it's over,

I watched the whole thing fall,

And I never saw the writing that was on the wall.

If I only knew,

The days were slipping past,

That the good things never last,

That you were crying.

Summer turned to winter,

And the snow it turned to rain,

Then the rain turned into tears upon your face.

I hardly recognize the girl you are today,

And how I hope it's not too late.

It's not too late.

Cause you are not alone,

I'm always there with you.

And we'll get lost together,

Til the light comes pouring through.

When you feel like you're done,

And the darkness has won,

Babe you're not lost.

When your world's crashing down,

Cause you can't bear the thought,

I said, Baby you're not lost.

Life can show no mercy,

It can tear your soul apart.

It can make you feel like you've gone crazy,

But you're not.

Though things have seemed to change,

There's one thing that's still the same,

In my heart you have remained,

And we can fly, fly, fly away.

Cause you are not alone, and I am there with you,

And we'll get lost together, Til the light comes pouring through.

When you feel like you're done,

And the darkness has won,

Babe, you're not lost.

When your world's crashing down,

And you can't bear the cross,

I said baby, you're not lost.

Baby, you're not lost.

Tears were running down and freezing to my cheeks. I'm not sure how many times I listened to it. It just kept playing over and over. He knew I was lost. Then, why didn't he save me? Had he been trying to trick me last night? Had I just become so cynical and jaded after three years in this business that I just immediately assumed the worst? Was I just trying to protect myself from getting hurt again? I felt my phone vibrating in my pants pocket.

I pulled it out and saw it was Simmons. I sniffed before I answered. "Hey Simmons."

He seemed out of breath. "Bella, there is something I've got to tell you."

I prepared for the worst. A few scenarios ran through my head: Hathaway was storming the office with a machine gun, he had placed a S.W.A.T. team outside my apartment, or he had put out a contract for a Mafia hit on my life.

"What's going on?" I stammered.

"I wasn't supposed to find out," he began. "I was waiting for Edward to sign all the papers, because I wanted to talk to him. He was signing his name as fast as he could. He seemed anxious to get out of there. I overheard two of C- CORP'S lawyers talking. They were amazed that you had come in and made that announcement. Bella, last night Edward had kept Harry Banks up all night long drafting the documents that turned C- CORP over to you."

It took me a few moments to realize what Simmons had said. "What?" Was all I could manage.

"Yes, Bella. He gave you France, Italy, and Alaska and everything else that Harry threatened he would make us fight for years to get. I didn't believe it, so as soon as Edward was done, I pulled him out of the room and asked him, and he confirmed that it was the truth." Simmons paused a moment. "Bella, Edward is right here. He is demanding to speak to you. He is adamant I tell him where you are. What should I do?"

I was standing there in the snow, speechless. I tried to form a word but it wouldn't come out.

Simmons started speaking again. "Bella, are you still there? Where are you?"

"I don't know," I answered meekly.

"What do you mean you don't know?" He answered doubtfully.

I was a little embarrassed. "I'm somewhere in Central Park . . I . . . just started walking and . . ." My voice trailed off. I was in shock and starting to cry again. Edward was willing to give me the company that meant so much to him and his family just to prove to me that he loved me. I really was a complete fool.

I heard Simmons talking to someone and then he was back on the phone. "Bella, stay where you are. He's coming."

Simmons kept talking, but after I heard that Edward was coming, I dropped the phone back into my pocket without hanging up and started running back the way I had come, following my footprints in the snow.

I didn't notice the cold. I didn't feel the wind. I just kept running. For the first time in a long time, I knew what I was running to. It was starting to snow harder. It was sticking to my eyelashes and falling on my cheeks. My breath was visible in large puffs as I kept running faster.

I came around the bend and went through a tunnel, and then I realized with relief that I knew exactly where I was. I was no longer lost. I ran past a playground covered in snow and under a covered pavilion. I then crossed a bridge that spanned a frozen stream. In the summer, this stream flowed into the large lake that was now frozen with a thick sheet of ice. I didn't want to take the time to run all the way around the lake, so I stepped out on the ice and began lightly shuffling across it. It worked out fine. While I ran over the areas that were covered in fresh snow, it wasn't at all slippery. But then I hit a large area near the middle of the lake where the wind had been whipping harder and blew all the snow away.

I fell to my knees to catch myself and struggled to get back up again. The snow was cold on my hands and I could feel the sharp, cold ice digging into my palms. Every time I would begin to stand, my feet would slip out from under me. My dream came back to me. I was reliving the desperation I felt in my dream of that frenzied intense desire to get to someone. Now I knew who that someone was.

All of the sudden, I saw two hands as white as the snow come down to me and grab my own.

"Bella, I love you," the velvet voice sounded like a bell in the wilderness.

I lifted my face to meet his as he pulled me up. His face twisted in pain as he said, "I am so sorry I put you through thi . . . ."

I couldn't wait another second to kiss him. I smashed my lips to his and sighed as I again felt those cold lips touch my own. My lips pushed hard against his and he answered me completely.

My arms wrapped around his neck and my hands went into his hair and it was like I had been in a small, dark room for seven years and suddenly stepped out into the brilliant sunlight.

He held me up and I wrapped my legs tightly around him and I heard him breath out a ragged breath and begin kissing me again. He made no effort to pull me away and I'm not sure he could have stopped me. I needed him more than air at that moment. He held me up with one arm and ran his other hand along my cheek and wiped my tears away. These tears were different. They were tears of hope. Tears that proved that I was again alive.

I kissed every inch of his face and his neck and I shivered with joy as my hands again were able to touch and caress his lovely face. Our hair was wet from the snow and we were dripping and standing on a frozen lake in a snowstorm and I was happier than I had ever been.

"I'll never leave you again," he whispered when our lips parted for a moment.

"Damn right you won't." I answered back. I felt him smile against my lips.

"Simmons said you were lost," he whispered.

I put my hands on each side of his precious face and breathed out, "Not anymore."

I looked deep into his golden eyes and marveled that such a priceless, exquisite being could love me. Especially after all I had put him through. He was just as beautiful inside and he was on the outside. I wanted so much to be worthy of his love. I touched his face softly and whispered. "I'm sorry I ran last night."

"It was your turn," he breathed out as his lips ran along my jaw. "Now we're even."

My breath was coming fast and shallow. As I whispered, "I love you."

He put his hand behind my head and kissed me with so much force that I became lightheaded as I felt my heart stop and start again.

He turned and began walking off the ice, I didn't stop kissing him. My hands were tight around his neck and holding him to me as I kept his lips pressed against my own.

I was aware of a distant yelling. I finally realized that it was coming from my pocket. Simmons was still on the phone!

I put my phone to my ear and said, "Simmons?"

"Bella, are you all right?" he asked frantically.

"Yes, I'm perfect," I said smiling. "He found me."

"That's great, yeah, uh, I'm really happy for you, but your soon to be ex-boss, Sterling Hathaway is on the warpath, and is demanding to see you."

I couldn't stop smiling. Edward was kissing my neck and I giggled as I said, "I'll be right there."

"Did you just giggle?" Simmons sounded as surprised as if I stripped off my clothes and started dancing on the table right in the conference room.

I laughed and hung up. "I have to go see Mr. Hathaway," I mumbled against Edward's lips.

"That should be fun," he chuckled. "How long will you be?"

I kissed him again and said, "Depends, on what kind of weapon he greets me with. A spear could take awhile, a gun, however, could get the job done fairly quickly."

He pulled back to look at me. "I'm coming with you," he said seriously.

"Yes, you are," I said. "He should meet the person who started all this trouble." I looked deep into his eyes. "Besides, Mr. "C", I am not letting you out of my sight any time soon."

He swallowed hard and pulled me to him. He kissed me with so much love and emotion that I could scarcely take it all in.

When he finally pulled away he whispered, "I thought I'd lost you forever."

I kissed him on his neck and whispered in his ear, "Give me forever and all is forgiven."

He took my face by the chin and looked deep into my eyes as if searching for something. I was lost in his beauty. Staring into the only eyes that would ever hold my heart. Finally, he brushed his lips across mine and huskily said, "Deal."

I smiled and felt the tears in the corner of my eyes as I held him as tightly against me as I could.

"After this meeting with Hathaway, I would like to go somewhere much more pleasant," he said warmly.

"My place?" I tried to sound alluring.

His eyes were bright as he smiled and said, "Tiffany's"

I felt my throat constrict and my heart pause as I realized he was proposing to me. When I didn't answer right away he swallowed hard and said, "Too soon? I should have waited. This is all too much for you isn't it?"

I kissed him softly, then I ran my fingers over his cheek as I said, "Edward, I'll marry you anytime, anywhere."

My legs were still wrapped around him and he was looking up at me. He stared at me and then a huge smile spread across his face. Our foreheads touched as we held on to each other tight.

He slowly lowered me down to the ground and held my face in his hands as he whispered, "I cannot live without my life. I cannot live without my soul."

I ran my finger lightly over his lips and he caught my palm and held it to his cheek as he closed his eyes.

"Edward," he opened his eyes and looked at me. "I just heard the song you wrote for me. It's beautiful," I whispered.

He smiled slightly as he said, "You bring parts out in me that I thought died long ago."

His phone rang and he looked to see who it was. He laughed.

"Alice just left me a text message."

"What does it say?" I asked.

"Rosalie is demanding that you not throw away your shoes. She is pretty sure the two of you are the same size." He chuckled and paused.

"What else did she say?" I urged.

"She says she bought three wedding dresses this morning for you to try on."

I groaned, and then laughed. I had missed Alice.

I put my arms around his neck and gazed longingly into his face. He stared back at me, his beauty more than I could possibly be expected to handle.

"I don't want to wait very long to be your wife," I whispered.

I had to tell him the way I felt. I had kept every emotion and feeling bottled in me for so long, it actually caused pain to not let it out.

His eyes closed for a moment, and when they opened, I saw passion and longing smoldering in a golden fire. His lips were on mine in a serious and desperate way as our fingers tangled in each other's hair and held us tightly together. Suddenly, it was much too hot for a coat. He pulled away just long enough to whisper breathlessly, "Anything you say."

Eventually, I had to pull away for a breath, and I snuggled my face into his marble chest. He took my hand and kissed it as we began walking out of the park. I was going to be lost with him forever, and it was the only place I would ever want to be.