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Devotion
“Thanks, Alice. But I’m quite certain I could have packed by myself.” I insisted.
“But why on earth would anyone want to deny Alice the pleasure of assisting in the unnecessary?” I spun around to see Edward grinning from the doorway. “All set?” He flashed his brilliantly white teeth at me.
“Yeah, I’m ready.” There was a blatant double meaning in my confirmation.
“Alright. Our flight leaves in about 2 hours, we had better get going.” He winked playfully at me as he lifted my suitcase with ease and led the way down the stairs in one of the quicker than possible movements that I had grown so accustomed to. Once in the main entryway he set my suitcases next to his and floated around the room murmuring a brief goodbye to the family that had gathered.
I followed suit, taking more time to acknowledge each one. I hugged Esme, Carlisle, and Jasper briefly and allowed them to exchange their wishes for us to enjoy ourselves before finally bidding them a final farewell as we walked out the door.
“Whoa!” I breathed as we stepped off of the porch. Before me, in the driveway was a sturdy and unfamiliar looking black car. I knew nothing about cars, but I knew that it must have been expensive.
“Did you hire a car company to come get us or something?” I asked Edward.
“No, why would you think that.” He pressed. Something about the sneaky edge to his voice made me think that I was not going to like where this was going.
“I haven’t seen this vehicle before.” I frowned.
“That’s because its new.” He grinned widely.
I looked at him suspiciously and raised my eyebrow to display my concern.
“Yes, Bella. Its yours.” He confirmed my fear.
I felt my eyes close as I exhaled very slowly. “Edward….”
“Bella, you promised you would let me buy you a car.”
“Did you have to do it now? What a way to start my honeymoon.” I scowled. I knew that I wasn’t being very cooperative, and I immediately felt slightly guilty.
“Bella, relax. Its not a big deal. Its my wedding gift to you.” He made a rash attempt at justifying the likely several thousand dollar pile of metal in front of me.


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