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Perspective

Summary:
Edward told Bella he had talked with his father and brothers regarding their wedding night. This is my version of that missing moment from between Eclipse and Breaking Dawn and includes what Edward and Bella do to prepare for their first night together as husband and wife.


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5. Chapter 5

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Bella came back into her bedroom fully dressed. She came immediately to my side and grabbed my hand before we headed downstairs. I waited and watched while she ate a bowl of cereal. She was putting her bowl in the sink before she spoke. “Can we not go to your house today?”

“Sure.”

Bella came and sat on my lap. I folded my arms around her as she rested her head on my shoulder. “Thank you.”

When she didn’t say anything more, “Was there somewhere specific you wanted to go?”

She shook her head and caused a wave of her scent to drift up to my nose. “No. I just…” Raising her head to look at me. “Could it just be us today?”

“Would you like to go to the meadow? It’s not supposed to rain today.” I asked, brushing my fingers gently across her cheek.

She sighed and nodded.

“Are you finished?”

“Yes.” She said with a smile and got up from my lap.

I waited by the door while Bella retrieved her jacket and we were on our way.

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Lying in the meadow, only our hands touching, I continued to think about the information I’d gathered and how I could use it to my advantage. I felt less confident after talking to my brothers than I had after the conversation with Carlisle.

My brother’s certainty that I WOULD lose control was nagging at me. Emmett’s thoughts on our way back had given me a demonstration of what he’d meant. Although I hadn’t wanted to pay attention to him, blocking everything out had been impossible. I felt the rush of excitement he’d felt and the building of energy and then the power of his release. If I hadn’t been used to inadvertently hearing the sexual exploits of my family for the last seven decades, the force of it would probably had knocked me down.

So what had I gained? I knew it was going to be very powerful, emotional for me. And I had to imagine, well I hoped, it would be the same for Bella. The difference of course is that if Bella lost control of herself she couldn’t harm me even if she tried. I on the other hand could kill her.

What was I going to do? How could I prepare myself for what was to come? What I had promised.

I glanced over at Bella. Her eyes were closed and her breathing even. I could tell she wasn’t asleep, just resting. Just then she opened her eyes and caught me staring. “What?” she asked.

I couldn’t tell her what I’d been thinking. She knew this was dangerous and I wouldn’t burden her with this. “Your beautiful, my love.”

Bella moved into my arms and placed a hand on my chest. “Thank you Edward. But that wasn’t all you were thinking. Tell me.”

This was one of those time when I wished she wasn’t so perceptive. What should I tell her? I decided simplicity was best. Not too much information but I would be truthful. “I was thinking…of our wedding night.”

“Mmm.” She hummed. “What kind of thoughts?”

“Nothing specific just…I…I need to be prepared.” And then I clarified not wanting her to think me a pervert. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t.” She said with conviction.

“I wish I had your confidence.”

“Edward.” She said in a stern voice.

I placed a kiss on in her hair. “Sorry, love. I can’t help my thoughts.”

Pulling herself up she cupped my face in her hands and stared into my eyes. “It will be ok. I wish you wouldn’t worry.”

“I will try.” I tell her, knowing that while I may try not to worry the trying would be pointless. I would worry and nothing would change that.

I brought my lips up to meet hers and she molded her lips to mine leaning into me. My arms held her against my solid body as I allowed my love for her to be communicated through our kiss. Bella’s fingers tangled in my hair and held me to her. She was afraid I would pull away. I wasn’t going anywhere though. We had the day to ourselves and she didn’t have to be home for several more hours. I was in control and I was enjoying this too much to stop.