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    Devotion

    Sunlight crept through the glass walls and illuminated Edwards out of character less than spotless bedroom. Articles of clothing were flung everywhere, looking very disproportionate to the neatly arranged shoes. The room shimmered before my eyes. I rolled over to stare into the beautiful face of the human disco ball beside me. Sunlight bounced off of his unclothed skin and lingered like diamonds in the surrounding atmosphere.

    “Good Morning, beautiful.” He grinned.

    “mmmm..” I sighed as I threw my arm over his chest and rested my head on his shoulder, not yet willing to surrender our first night as husband and wife.

    “Mrs. Edward Cullen.” I exhaled.

    His arms tightened around me in response.

    We laid in silence for what seemed like an eternity. His patience with my laziness caused me to feel slightly guilty. I reached up to touch his dace. I ran my hands through his hair and outlined his cheek bones.

    “I’m sorry.” I apologized, “We can get up if you want to.”

    “No.” His arms grew tighter around me yet. “Soon enough there will be no reason for us to even lay down anymore….. I mean……after…” He stopped.

    “What’s the plan?” I coaxed.

    He hesitated, trying to decipher what I meant.

    “With the….honeymoon, and after…..the change and, er…..” I stammered.

    “Well, the decisions are entirely up to you.” He began, “Depending on how your priorities lay. Now, Esme has already purchased a new home near Denali. After we change you, we obviously can’t stay here any more due to the issue of the treaty.”

    I nodded to signify my understanding.

    He paused, deep in thought for a moment.

    “Bella, are you comfortable here?”

    I wondered what ‘here’ he was referring to. There were many. Here in Forks, here in his arms, here in his house, here in his bed. I nodded my head, realizing that the answer to all of the possible meanings of the statement were the same.

    He continued. “Would you rather the change occurr here, or at our new home?” He asked.

    I looked at the wall thoughtfully. “Here.” I responded honestly. “But there are two reasons why that can’t happen.” He gestured with his hand that I should go on. “ Well, first, the treaty forbids it, and I don’t want to put the family in danger. Second, I don’t know how out of control I will become after the change, and I don’t want to endanger any one here in Forks.” I bit my lip.

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