Total Bliss...Or Not
**Sequel to The Way I Love You, read it first or this won't make sense to you!** Edward and Bella are getting married. That also means they have to leave their children behind for a week when they go on their honeymoon. But what happens to the kids that causes them to come home early from their honeymoon? Edward and Bella are now 21, the twins are 3. A little fluff here and there, nothing racy though. **Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, just the plot of this story and any characters not in Twilight****Sequel now posted, called "Turning Back In Time"**
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The sun was slowing rising, painting the sky with oranges and purples. I curled up in the blankets and rested my head on Edward's chest. I felt him stir, but didn't move. His arm went around me as he whispered, "What a great way to wake up."
"It's beautiful," I whispered back, not wanting to break the calmness of the morning. The only sound was the birds chirping in the distance. I knew it was very early by the quietness of California, and the location of the sun.
Edward was lightly rubbing my back as we lay there in total silence. We stayed until the sun was fully risen, and then a little longer. I didn't want to move. This was the most peaceful moment I've had in a long time, with two three year olds running around all the time.
Unfortunately, my stomach decided to grumble, and my darling husband heard it.
"Come on, I'll order room service," he said.
"Can't I cook us breakfast?" I pleaded.
"Well, we'd need to go buy some groceries."
"Can we? I want to cook for my hubby," I smiled.
"I'm not complaining," he laughed. "You're the best chef ever."
I pulled my head up and kissed his awaiting lips before rolling off of the mattress. Edward held up his hand and I took it, lifting him off the bed. Once he was standing, he swooped me up in his arms and carried me inside.
"Edward!" I laughed. "Put me down!"
"Sorry, I can't."
My laugh caught in my throat. I felt the nausea rise in my throat. "No, Edward, put me down," I gasped, squirming in his arms. The last thing I wanted to do was puke all over him.
I must have looked pale because he ran into the bathroom and set me down. I fell to my knees by the toilet. Edward's hands went to my hair, pulling it back out of my face.
When I was finally done, I slowly got up off the floor. "Better?" he asked, handing me a towel.
I nodded, wiping my face. "You did not have to watch that," I said, the heat rising to my face.
"Bella," he said disapprovingly. He walked out into our 'bedroom' and came back with my toothbrush.
He left me alone to freshen up. When I came back into the room, Edward was looking for a shirt. Meaning he was just in a pair of jeans. That hung dangerously low on his hips.
I think I forgot how to breathe.
"Is there any reason a god like you chose me to marry?" I murmered, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind. I kissed along his back softly, loving the feel of his smooth skin.
"Is there any reason a beauty like you chose me to marry?" he whispered back. He turned around and wrapped his arms around my waist, while my arms went around his neck.
"Because I love you," I whispered against his lips before kissing him.
"Me too," he said back, attacking my mouth again.
I almost dragged him to the bedroom, but I was starving and so I pulled away.
"As much as I want to, I need food for our child," I giggled. Edward placed a hand on my stomach and said, "Alright, mommy will feed you." He leaned down and gave my belly a little kiss.
"I need to change," I told him. I stepped out of his embrace and went over to his suitcase. I wasn't going to find any normal clothing in my own suitcase.
Ten minutes later, we were walking towards Downtown Disney, where I hoped had some type of grocery store. Luckily, there was one five minutes away from our hotel. It was more of a convienent store, so our choices were limited, but I could manage.
"We need a basket, honey," I said as I walked into the store.
"Sure thing, sweetie," Edward said sarcastically. "I'll get it."
I turned around and smirked at him. "Thanks." I patted his cheek and went over to the bread. I picked up a loaf of french bread and on my way to the fruit, I passed a can of RediWhip. What the hell, I thought, and grabbed a can of it.
I made my way to the fruit. "Strawberries or bananas?" I asked Edward.
I nodded and put them in the basket. "We need butter, eggs, milk, and possibly bacon if they have some."
"I think they have that microwave stuff, is that okay, or do you want me to go buy a pig and you can make your own?" my husband asked.
"Aren't we sarcastic this morning," I commented. "Microwave is fine."
I got the eggs and milk while Edward got the bacon and butter. He also came back with a jug of orange juice.
I loved this man.
"Do you have everything you need, milady?" he asked.
"Sure do," I smiled at him. He smiled back and grabbed my hand. He set the basket on the checkout and the cashier started ringing us up. Edward gave him the credit card to pay and took the two bags.
"Have a great day," the man said with a wink in my direction. Edward let out a low growl and led me outside.
"Somebdy's jealous," I sang.
"You're mine and only mine," he said furiously. Oh boy, possessive Edward is hot.
"Forever," I promised.
Once we got back into our suite, I dug out the pans and bowls to make Strawberry Stuffed French Toast. Edward set everything on the island for me. I put him in charge of cutting the strawberries while I prepared everything else.
"How do you think Jack and Lucy are doing?" I asked, making talk while we cooked.
"I think they're doing great, after all, we did raise them." I could practically see the grin on his face.
"But Jack takes after his Uncle Emmett," I pointed out.
"And he's staying with Emmett, therefore in that house, he's an angel."
"Touche," I laughed.
"And my baby girl is never bad, she takes after her mom," he continued.
"Thanks honey," I cooed, flashing him a grin over my shoulder.
Everything was ready and all I had to do was put the strawberries inside the bread. Edward sat at the island, watching me cook. I was feeling a bit self-concious, so I made conversation to distract him.
"Have you thought of any names for our newest addition?" I asked him.
"A little," he replied.
"Yeah? Tell me what you've got," I encouraged, eager to hear what he had been thinking.
"Well, you still have a long ways to go, so my thoughts could change, but I like Katherine for a baby girl."
"Katherine's cute," I noted.
"And there's Elizabeth," he continued.
"That's too common for me," I told him honestly, flipping the bread. "But it's a nice name," I added, so he wouldn't feel bad.
"Okay, so no Elizabeth. How about Emma?"
"I like Emma. What about boys?"
"I've always liked Henry. Adam and Peter are good, too."
"I was thinking Matthew, but I really like Henry."
"I say we have a pretty good start," Edward said with a happy note in his voice.
"Better than last time," I joked. He laughed along with me. "Can you put the bacon in the microwave? I have to make the eggs."
We finished breakfast in silence. I topped the french toast off with whipped cream, strawberries, and maple syrup.
"Bella, this looks amazing, I don't know how you do it," Edward said when I set the plate of food in front of him.
We dug in, and my stomach replied happily to the food. I was quickly shoveling food into my mouth, unable to stop.
I finished my plate quickly, and saw Edward staring at me with his mouth wide open.
"Didn't Esme tell you not to stare?" I asked, and squirted whipped cream on his face. His face now held total shock.
"Didn't Renee teach you not to play with your food?" he retorted, and shoved some strawberries on my face.
"Oh no you didn't!" I yelled. I threw strawberries and whipped cream at him. He tried to run away, but I wasn't having that. I cornered him.
"Now Bella, you don't really want to do this, do you?" he pleaded when I threatened him with the can of RediWhip.
"I think I do," I said in a low voice, then smirked widely.
"Well then I'll just have to do this!" he yelled. I saw him reach for the syrup behind him, and before I could stop him, he had started pouring it all over me.
I stood in shock, not knowing what to do next.
"Payback," Edward said with his signature grin.
I couldn't top syrup, so I went for the kill.
"You win, now come here and claim your prize." I held out my arms and reached for him.
"Don't you even dare! You are covered in syrup!" Edward exclaimed.
"And who's fault is that?" I asked, and quickly wrapped my arms around him. "Ah ha! Got you."
He laughed loudly and hugged me back. "That you did, my love. Now we're both covered in syrup and whipped cream."
"I need a shower," I said, stepping out of his embrace. "You finish your breakfast, then you can shower when I'm done."
I grabbed a new change of clothes and got into the shower.
Emma, Katherine...Annie,I thought. Anna! I like Anna for my baby. Hmm, I really do like Henry. Maybe Edward has our baby boy name.
I reached for my strawberry scented shampoo just as a bunch of extremely cold water came down on me. I screamed and dropped the bottle on my foot. "Ow!" I yelled. I could hear Edward laughing on the other side of the shower curtain. "Edward! You are dead!" I shrieked.
"Come on, love, it was funny!" he chuckled.
"It was not," I grumbled. I put some shampoo in the palm of my hand and rid my hair of syrup and whipped cream. "Okay, so it was kind of funny!" I admitted with a laugh.
"There you go, Bellie, the first step is admitting it." I could picture that signature grin on his face. Not to mention that he called me Bellie again, and that it made my heart race.
"Shut up Eddie," I said. I giggled when I heard him growl at the nickname he hates so much.
I managed to get most of the food off of me and stepped out of the shower. Edward handed me a towel, kissed me sweetly, and jumped into the shower himself. I changed and went to clean the mess we made in the kitchen.
I was in the middle of doing the dishes when I heard Old Time Rock & Roll start playing. I slowly turned around just in time to see Edward sliding into the kitchen just like Tom Cruise did in Risky Business, wearing white briefs, white tube socks, and a button-down shirt. I burst out laughing when he turned around and started lip-singing into my hairbrush.
"Just take those old records off the shelf! I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself. Today's music ain't got the same soul, I like that old time rock n roll!" He was lip-singing and dancing around the room. I had to hold myself up by putting my hands on the counter because it was so funny.
After the chorus, he danced his way over to me and took my hands in his. He twirled me around the kitchen, me laughing and him still pretending to sing.
"Edward!" I laughed as he dipped me.
"Come on Bella baby, move those hips!" he said loudly over the music.
I swiveled my hips back and forth as Edward shook his butt. He was so cute.
The song ended and he laid a nice big kiss on my lips. I giggled against his and he pulled away. "You look like sex on legs," I said.
"I'm glad you liked that," he chuckled. "I've never seen you enjoy dancing that much before."
"How could I not enjoy that? It was great!" I said enthusiastically.
He kissed me again with a grin on his face. "I've always wanted to do that."
"I'm very glad you did," I smirked.
"As much as you enjoy the view, I'm going to go put on some pants, and then we can start what I have planned for today."
"Wow, there's more? We've already done so much!"
"I was thinking about going to Downtown Disney, that sound okay?" he asked.
"That sounds perfect."
He kissed my forehead and went to put some clothes on. I sat down in the living area turned on the TV. I absentmindedly watched the cooking channel until my husband came back.
"Ready to go?" I heard him ask from behind me.
I jumped up and turned off the TV. "Yep!" I chirped, sounding like Alice. I took his hand in mine and dragged him out the door.
"Let's go to the Disney store!"
Edward laughed. "How old are you again?"
I simply stuck my tounge out at him. "I want to get something for our children, thank you very much!"
We ended up buying a stuffed Goofy for Jack and a Minnie Mouse stuffed animal for Lucy. Danny got a Tigger stuffed animal, and Caleb got a Mickey.
We walked down the street and I saw a store called Basin that looked like a bunch of soaps and oils. Hmm...
I pulled Edward into the store. "Bella!" he whined. "This is a girl store."
"But it has oils and bubble baths that we could use together..." I hinted. He grabbed a couple of everything in the store and bought it right away. I was laughing at him most of the time.
"Alright, now I have a suprise for you. Are you hungry?" he asked.
I hadn't realized the time. It was almost past noon. "Food is good," I said nonchalantly. He chuckled and pulled me into a store called Compass Books.
I think I just stepped into heaven. There were thousands apon thousands of books. Edward knew me too well.
"I'll buy anything you want to get, just enjoy this, okay?" Edward said sternly.
"Yes sir!" I saluted him.
"Alright, good. I'll be over here, drinking coffee. Find me when you're done and we'll have lunch. I love you." He kissed me softly before we headed our seperate ways.
I must have looked for at least forty-five minutes before I finally decided on the ones I wanted. I made my way over to the little cafe they had in the corner of the bookstore. Edward was looking at a book about famous piano composers and sipping on coffee. I sat my books down on the table and settled myself on his lap.
"Hello!" I said, smiling widely.
"Hi," he said. "How many books did you decide on?" he asked, eyeing the stack.
"Well, I had nine, but then I thought that nine was a weird number so I found another one to make the grand total ten," I said sheepishly. He chuckled and gave my waist a little squeeze.
"Whatever makes you happy, love."
"Cool! Now what do they have to eat?"
We decided on salads and sandwiches. I ordered a banana smoothie and got a water for Edward, seeing as coffee with sandwiches doesn't sound very appealing.
"So, what do you have planned for tonight?" I asked, swallowing a bite of lettuce.
"We, my dear, are going to a play, and then we're going to go out dancing," he told me with a mischevious glint in his eye.