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Edward and I took a nap before we had round two. He woke me up with kisses all over my body and brought me to new heights with his tongue. After round two, we took a bath since we were both sweaty and I had to take down my hair. The bobby pins were giving me a headache. Edward took great pleasure in finding every one in the bath tub before washing my hair with some tropical scented shampoo.

Edward and I went back to bed and slept until his cell phone rang from his tuxedo pants that were on the floor. “It’s the day after our wedding. Can’t they let us fucking sleep?” he grumbled, finding his phone and glaring at it. His hair was standing up on end and his face was creased with pillow lines. “Fucking Harold. I’m ignoring him.”

“Wasn’t he at the wedding?” I asked, yawning and snuggling against Edward’s chest. “I could have sworn I saw him doing shots with Emmett.”

“He was at the wedding …” The phone rang again. “Oh, for the love. WHAT?!” I giggled. “Harold. Don’t make me drag my naked ass out of my honeymoon suite to kick you the nuts.”

“Oh, God!” I laughed, covering my face with a pillow. Edward tickled me.

“No, Harold. We are not spending today going over anything related to medical school. I have three days to be a husband to my wife. Do you know that means? I’m fucking her. Balls deep. In fact, I’m inside her now.”

“Yes, baby! Harder, Edward,” I moaned.

“You call me again and I will seriously maim you with my dick,” Edward growled. “I’ll see you on Wednesday. Not before.” He ended the call and turned off the phone. He tossed it onto the floor and groaned. “I swear to God, that boy is going to be the death of me.”

“What did he want?” I asked, moving so I was perched on Edward’s lap. I rolled my hips, feeling Edward twitch against my ass.

“I don’t know and I don’t care because my wife is giving me a great show. Are you going to fuck me?” he asked, waggling his brows.

I smiled, grasping his hardness and sliding down his length. “Does that answer your question?” The phone call from Harold was quickly forgotten as we got lost in each other for the third time. 

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The days leading up to the wedding were hectic but a great deal of fun. The night before wedding, we had our rehearsal. The location that Alice and Leah had chosen was perfect. It was outdoors and overlooked Traverse City. The trees were in full color of autumn, giving us the picture perfect setting we desired. And Peter was taking pictures left and right the entire time he was in town, which he arrived late Thursday afternoon with his girlfriend, Charlotte. Peter said that he was going to make me a wedding book to end all wedding books.

I had no doubt that Peter would make magic with his photos. He was a much better photographer than I ever was.

I was standing in front of the altar, snuggled next to my fiancé, soon-to-be my husband, listening to the wedding coordinator explain how things were going to go. The justice of the peace was not there, but we had met with him on Thursday afternoon. The clerk had left a message with him. We’d asked to see him the day we got our marriage license, but he was out of the building for another event. He was an older gentleman, very quick and witty. He was a sweet man, too. He loved performing marriages and he looked forward to doing ours since we were so much in love. 

Bella's Dress

Bridesmaid Dresses

Engagement Ring

Wedding Band

Altar

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Bella's Dress

Bella's Engagement Ring

Wedding Candy Bar

Marie

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“Bella, we’ve got to get on the road,” Edward said. “With Marie and the caravan of people following us, it will take longer to get to the chateau. The five hour drive will take closer to eight or nine.”

“Sorry,” I said as closed my suitcase. “I’m just a little scattered. I feel like we’re forgetting something.”

“We’ve packed so much shit; it feels like we’re moving into the damn chateau,” Edward snorted. “Whatever we need, we can buy up there.” He kissed my lips, taking the suitcase that I had just filled off the bed. Marie was in her bouncy chair, watching her parents run around like chickens with their heads cut off. My Range Rover was packed to the gills with our luggage and necessities for Marie. Alice had already brought up my dress to the chateau. She was already there, making final, last minute decisions.

I picked up my daughter, changing her and dressing her in layers. It was chilly outside, but it would be warm in the car. It also didn’t help that Marie was recovering from a cold and was a stuffy mess. Carrying her downstairs, I placed her in the carrier. I was dressed comfortably in a pair of yoga pants and one of Edward’s hoodies. I wanted to be comfortable for this long-ass car ride. 

Chateau  Chantal

Traverse City