The ceremony was a blur to me as I walked back toward the house with my husband. I barely heard the pastor speak as I stared in awe of Edward. We repeated the vows the priest gave us, and the ‘I do’s’ came, and then the rings which were, along with everything else, elegantly lovely. Once he finally reached the ‘now you may kiss the bride’ part, a smile I’d never seen on Edward’s face left me feeling like my heart had stopped.

There was so much love, intensity, and happiness in his face I would have cried if I had to look at him any longer. Luckily I got a kiss to keep me quiet. It was full of passion, but short and sweet at the same time. He whispered three of my favorite words ever as he pulled back from our kiss.

“I love you.”

“I love you,” I replied through the tears.

Walking back toward the house, I heard the lovely sound of Edward’s lullaby for me. Once we were out of sight he picked me up bridal style, and ran at vampire speed up to his bedroom. He placed me on the bed, torturing me with those kisses of his, all over my face, jaw and neck.

“Umm,” I muttered in between his assaults on my body.

“Yes,” he mumbled into my neck questioningly amused.

“Maybe we shouldn’t do this now.”

“It’s not like we haven’t done it before love.”

I could feel myself blushing in slight embarrassment. Spending all that time planning the wedding together had had a big impact on the both of us. There had been so much tension and anticipation we hadn’t been able to wait for the wedding to consummate our relationship. I didn’t regret it, but it had only happened that once, almost a week ago, and the memory of it still made me get goose bumps.

“We have to go back downstairs in a minute Edward. We have to make our grand entrance and whatever.”

“I suppose your right,” he said nuzzling his nose in the crook of my neck and resting his head there.

“Have I told you how breathtaking you look right now,” he questioned me.

I laughed at his choice of words. Breathtaking was exactly what I had thought of Edward’s appearance. “Why no you haven’t.”

“You do.” He had picked up his head and stared me straight in the eye as he said it too. “I love you Mrs. Cullen.”

“I love you Mr. Cullen.”

Alice knocked on our door and came in after a moment. “It’s time to introduce the wedding party and newlyweds you guys. Let’s go.”

We strolled to the top of the stairs, and once again followed behind the girls and guys as their names were called followed by clapping. Finally, “and last but not least, the reason we are all gathered today, may I present the newlyweds, Mrs. and Mr. Bella and Edward Cullen.” The applause seemed to echo around the room as we descended into the living room.

The space looked magical, like in a movie. Candles, tables, and flowers were everywhere. As we reached the bottom, I could feel anticipation creeping up on me again. Since Alice had picked everything, minus the food selection of course, I decided that Edward would get to pick the song we danced to.

I grinned happily as I noticed what he had chosen. Shawn Kane’s version of ‘You Send Me’ began to play as we twirled around the dance floor. It was classic, extraordinarily gorgeous, and romantic, just like Edward.

“I know it’s kind of an oldie, but do you like it? This song reminds me of you so much. The lyrics are perfect for us you know? ‘At first I though it was infatuation, but oh, it’s lasted so long, and now I find myself wanting to marry you, and take you home,” he sang the song in low whispers beside my ear.

“Perfect,” I murmured in content.

We kissed through the song, and when it was over everyone clapped in approval. The rest of the night was great. The food was good, Charlie cried during our father and daughter dance; there were lots of speeches, a particularly funny one by Emmett, overall it the whole thing went off without a hitch. Edward and I had both gotten what we wanted, and I found that this really was the happiest day of my life so far. It was possible it might be forever.