"Seriously" I asked through my hysterical laughing. 

"Yes, for the sixth time, I asked Carlisle about…" Edward trailed off. It sent me into another fit of giggles. Edward was sitting up against the headboard and I was sitting Indian style in front of him with the bed sheet rapped around under my arms.

"He must have given good advice because I'm still alive." I said as my laughter died back down.

"Yeah, imagine if I asked Jasper or, dear God, Emmett. I would never live it down." I crawled into his arms and laid my head on his chest. His chin rested on top of my head. My stomach growled after a minute. I squeezed my eyes shut praying he didn't hear it. He laughed. "We better order room service especially if we are going to do that again." I smiled and nodded. He handed me the menu that was resting on the bedside table. I sat up to look at it. "Cookies" He pointed. I looked at him confused. "What? When I was human I'm pretty sure I liked cookies." 

"Alright, cookies and… salmon then" He put the menu back and picked up the phone. I got up and put on a bathroom and jumped back on the bed. Edward tucked my hair behind my ear. 

"So are we really going to do something tomorrow?"

"Maybe, depends on how I feel about tonight." he smiled and I knew if he could have blushed he would have. I went and grabbed the food when it was brought to our cabin. We, when I say we I mean me, ate in bed and planned out what we were going to do the next day. The night was eventful and I fell asleep in Edward's arms.

"Where are we going to park?" I asked in the passenger side of our rent-a-car. "Isn't it hard to find parking in New York City?"

"Tourists never know where to park." He said glancing at me. 

"We are tourists." I stated. Like he said we would, we did find parking, for free too (unimaginable I was told).We started sight seeing. I was so excited that Edward had to jog to keep up with me. Saw the Statue of Liberty, kissed on top of the Empire State Building, and had a picnic in Central Park (that Edward claimed he didn't plan but, come on). Did he think I seriously believed that it was cloudy on the east coast the week of our honeymoon a lucky chance? No.