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Table of Contents

Summary

1. Chapter 1: Deja vu
2. Chapter 2:Wash Out
3. Chapter 3: Love Scenes
4. Chapter 4: Welcome To The Cullen's
5. Chapter 5: Movie Day

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Summary

How do you share the love of your life with the world? Bella Swan's fantasy

became her reality when she married movie star Edward Cullen. As Bella and
Edward work their way through the minefields of a Hollywood marriage, will they
finally reach their happily ever after. Part 3 of 3 in the series. A/H. Rated NC17 for
Lemons, Language and everything in-between.

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Chapter 1: Deja vu

Chapter 1: Deja vu

The crisp morning air swirled around Edward and me as we sipped coffee at a

local Parisian café; the entire scene before me seemed whimsical. It was as if I was
in an old movie playing an American tourist on holiday with her lover for the first
time.

That scene had played before my eyes many times before when I would watch

foreign classics at home, but the difference being that this was very much real, and I
took the time to take in every single moment of it.

I was sitting across from Edward. He read the English paper, while I watched

Parisians go about their daily activities. We were the only Americans at the small
café situated along a narrow alley away from the hustle and bustle of the metropolis
of Paris. We were surrounded by the true essence of what makes this an incredible
city - local life.

Later that afternoon, Edward and I would be making our first appearance as

husband and wife at a press event at a reception for his new movie Gray Market.

Word had quickly spread that we had been married in Oahu earlier in the week,

along with a few pictures being leaked that confirmed it. Someone, unbeknownst to
us, had seen our wedding and had taken several blurred pics that surfaced in the
rags. They also had pictures of Edward and me outside of Jessica's home from when
we'd been on our vacation.

I'd freaked out when Edward told me. We had made love on that beach! I felt

violated and worried that someone might have filmed us or taken pictures. Edward
assured me if they had, we would have been contacted by now, because they would
have tried to sell to the highest bidder first, which would have been us. I knew he
was trying to make me feel at ease, but the thought of it all made me sick.

-HTWAM-

In spite of the media storm we had left in the US, we were able to arrive in Paris

without bringing attention to ourselves. Even though we flew commercial, Edward
had reserved the airline's private row section called club six. It was closed off to the
public and could sleep six people comfortably with the lie-flat seats. Edward,

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Garrett, and I had the section to ourselves.

We knew that once we landed, it would only be a matter of time before the paps

found out we were in Paris.

We were able to have two uninterrupted days.

When the shit storm of press started to camp out in our hotel lobby, it felt like

déjà vu all over again. This time, I had Edward by my side, and we held a united
front by doing our best to ignore them. Edward did answer a few questions, such as
that he was extremely happy, we'd had an incredible wedding, and that we were
enjoying our honeymoon, but nothing too detailed. That seemed to pacify most of
them, and as the week went on, the numbers of paps present dwindled.

Edward and I toured the city like a normal couple. Even though we had paps

taking pictures of us at every turn, I forgot they were there after a while. Edward
did that to me. All of my focus was on him and enjoying the time we had together.

Paris was a very romantic city, and you could see why it was the backdrop for so

many movies and books. A lot of ideas for my third book bloomed in my head while I
was there. Actually, Edward was very inspirational. It could have been the fact that
we had spent a lot of time in bed, the shower, the floor...mmmm...the wall...which
was very inspirational.

-HTWAM-

Edward, in his element, was fascinating to watch. Garrett stayed with me while

Edward and a few of his co-workers sat at a table answering question after question
about his upcoming movie. Edward was very passionate about his work and
character. He was also very vocal about Benjamin, as the director, how much he
loved the script, and how he enjoyed working with Benjamin.

At times, I felt like I was watching him from the sidelines, as I had so long ago.

Well, that was until someone asked Edward what he thought about his wife working
with Benjamin.

"Bella met Benjamin on the set of this production, and they hit it off right away.

I'm sure Bella will enjoy working with him as much as I did."

"Edward is being kind. I had to sell myself during a dinner we had. Bella knows

what she wants, and I knew I wanted to work with her," Benjamin said.

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Another journalist asked, "You and director, Mosey, were in the running for

Deception. Was it your personal relationship with the couple that gave you an
edge?"

Benjamin chuckled to himself as he answered, "I wasn't Bella's first choice."

They laughed, while a few people looked towards me and then Benjamin. "Like I

said, Bella Swan-Cullen-is one tough woman, but I hope my insight and vision for her
books will be captured on film, and hopefully her fans will be pleased."

This was why I'd rooted for Benjamin to direct Deception in the end. Not only did

he want my opinions with the script, he cared about the fans reactions. The fans
were the reason my books were a success, and they were the ones who would be the
most critical of it. I knew that everyone wasn't going to be happy with the changes,
or casting decisions, but I wanted this movie to be as close to the books as possible,
and Benjamin had guaranteed to me that he would fight for that.

"This question is for Edward." Another voice said out of the crowd of journalists.

"What was Tanya Denali's reaction to your quick, unplanned, nuptials?"

My heart dropped and then my core quickly started to heat up. What the fuck?

Who cared asshole!

We all watched as Edward's eyes narrowed. The anticipation in the room became

evident and everyone was hanging on his next words. He took his time, and I
thought for a moment he was going to ignore the question. But then he adjusted his
jacket and sat up straighter, and he looked the reporter directly in the eye and said,
"For me, it wasn't quick enough."

He smirked and then looked at me and winked. The room exhaled a collective

laugh.

"Bella and I have been privately planning our wedding for some time, and I was

thrilled that she agreed to be spontaneous and marry me on our holiday." He stared
at me for a moment. He then looked back at the man. "Tanya and I were co-stars,
and like my co-stars that are sitting beside me today, they have all wished us well.
As much as I love talking about my beautiful bride we still maintain that our private
life is private. Now, could we get back to why we are all here?"

-HTWAM-

"Bella, are you ready?"

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No, but we had to go to a pre-screening event for Edward's movie. It was smaller

than a premier, but seemed to be treated the same. The movie was set in the late
fifties and early sixties, and the costume designs had gotten a lot of buzz-Oscar
worthy. Tonight's event would have a runway show along with clips of the movie. It's
a cool idea, and I loved that era, but I really wasn't in the mood to go.

"Wow, baby, you look incredible!"

I walked out in blue strapless evening gown, similar to ones worn during the

sixties. When I saw it in a local vintage shop down the street from our hotel, I'd had
to buy it along with a beaded clutch; they were perfect for this event. I was so proud
of myself that I'd taken a picture and sent it to Alice. The dress outlined every one of
my curves and was surprisingly comfortable.

I walked up to Edward, who was dressed in his black tux. "You look..." Yummy, I

thought, but we would be late if I said that. "Incredibly handsome."

Edward in a suit always made me...well...wet. Very, very, wet. It didn't matter

what type of suit, any would do the trick.

Edward leaned in for a kiss, and I had to stop him as he started to snuggle along

my face. "You're going to get make-up all over your white tux shirt."

"Who cares," he mumbled in my neck. "I know your pussy is wet for me."

I moaned out as his soft lips nibbled along my collarbone and up and down my

neck until his face was buried between my breasts.

"I know your rosy nipples are hard for me. Waiting for me to take them into my

mouth while I suck and gnaw and bite and-"

"Edward! Ummm...Garrett is going to walk out at any minute."

Garrett was using the restroom in our bedroom.

"Mmmm, let him. He deserves it after cock blocking me earlier," he growled.

I laughed.

Edward and I hadn't been paying much attention to our surroundings after we'd

come in from visiting the Monet museum. We'd spent a little too much time getting
each other off in the car ride back to the hotel to notice anything unusual. Having

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both started to shed our clothes at the door, we'd been eager to make some art of
our own. Garrett had cussed as he came out of our bedroom to find Edward's bare
ass pounding into me. Yeah...it had been a bit awkward after that.

Thank God Edward's body had covered mine.

Edward had been livid, and that had only pissed Garrett off. He had only been

doing what Edward instructed, which was to collect his suit and have it pressed. It
had been Edward's fault, and after I'd got dressed, I told them both so. Edward had
been pouting ever since.

"Edward, as much as I want you right now, we have to go."

He growled and lifted his head from between my breasts as Garrett walked in.

"You guys ready?"

I smiled at Edward and answered. "Yes."

-HTWAM-

I wasn't sure if it was all of the women lustfully staring at my husband, or the fact

that I was surrounded by a slew of models as they hung on to Edward's every word,
but, at that moment, I was feeling very possessive.

I wasn't going to lie and say that it wasn't intimidating at times to have women

sizing you up, but Edward made me feel like the only woman in the room. How it
was possible to love that man more, I didn't know, but he made me feel beautiful,
and he never took his hands off of me.

Whether it was holding my hand, or wrapping his arm around my waist, the entire

night we had some sort of contact. When he placed his hand on my ass and
whispered into my ear how beautiful I looked tonight in front of them, I wanted to
drop to my knees and show him exactly how good he made me feel.

In the meantime, Garrett was in model heaven. He stayed at our side for the

entire event. Even when I went to the restroom he followed. Edward insisted that he
stay with me the entire time. I wasn't sure why, but I did notice that when we were
at these type of events he would become more protective than usual.

-HTWAM-

Experiencing a fashion show with Edward was definitely different from going to

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one with Alice. With Alice, it's like the super bowl; and she was in her own little
world every time I went with her. Honestly, she was a nightmare during fashion
week, and after attending the last one in New York together, I told her that in order
for us to keep our friendship, I would never go again.

Edward could take it or leave it, so we spent a lot of the time talking about

nothing. Well...not exactly nothing.

The next model that passed by us had on skinny pants with a sheer lace top and a

sixties style bra. "Now that Bella, I would love to see you in. Privately of course and
without the bra."

I crossed my legs, making sure I was touching him. He moved closer into me,

placing his arm around the back of my chair.

"Bella, your ass would look great in those pants," he whispered in my ear before

placing a light kiss over it.

I smiled, nudging his face with mine as and I leaned over and whispered.

"Afterwards, I plan on having you buried inside said ass."

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Chapter 2:Wash Out

CH. 2 Wash out

As I laid in bed watching Edward sleep, it felt like I was in a dream and that any

minute I would wake up. My body hadn't adjusted to the time zone well, and I was
wide awake. My fingers started to weave through his silken hair as my eyes
memorized every inch of his face. I then started to place kisses along his forehead
and down his stubble chin. Then, I moved the covers back as I trailed kisses along
Edward's neck until I reached the fine hairs of his chest.

I moistened my lips before taking my tongue and swirling it around Edward's

nipple. I watched as it hardened, and he shifted a bit. I lapped around it a few more
times before trailing down to his happy trail. I positioned myself in between his legs
and started to kiss around his belly button and down to my favorite place.

Gently pulling his boxers down, I watched as his semi-hardened cock started to

come alive. Licking under his shaft, I watched it quickly harden, and then focused
my attention on the two pearls underneath. I took my time, gently stroking my
tongue back and forth over one. A low moan came out of Edward as I lavished the
other one with the same love and attention as the first.

"Bella," he breathed out.

Edward spread his legs wider as I proceeded to get more comfortable.

This was going to take time.

"Baby, fuck." He moaned out. "Mmmm."

I then started to lick up and down his shaft. When I focused my attention on the

tip, flicking my tongue in between the groove, Edward's hand grabbed the sheet
next to me, and he yelled out. "Shit! Fuck...ahh...Baby..."

I opened wide and took Edward all the way in until he hit the back of my throat.

"Fuck! Beelllaaa!"

Hearing his pleasure made me wet, and I wanted to hear him scream my name

again. I started to suck-hard and heard Edward's breathing become more strained.

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He moaned and groaned in pleasure before grabbing the back of my hair. Edward

then pushed me down further and said, "Just like that baby."

I loved his cock, and I made sure he knew it. I sucked, licked, and ran my teeth up

his shaft. Edward simply laid back humming and moaning as I took my time
lavishing it with love.

A lot of love.

-HTWAM-

I lay in Edward's arms; he'd wrapped them strongly around me. Kissing my

forehead he said, "Thank you."

I looked up into his very sated eyes. "Edward, you never have to thank me for

loving you."

"Well my cock sure as hell wants to thank you properly." He smirked.

I giggled, and then thought maybe later. My sex needed a rest, and I was starting

to think it couldn't handle much more. Edward was constantly aroused, which in
turn, turned me on. My mind wanted more than my body could handle and the
effects of it were being felt. The aspirin I had been taking wasn't strong enough to
dull the aches and pains of this honeymoon.

"Why don't we give it some time to recoup? I'm eager to see what you have

planned today."

He narrowed his eyes at me in thought and then said, "Ah huh...well, I think a

drive along the French countryside. Maybe buy some wine or cheese...be French for
a day. I'm getting low on some of my reserves of reds."

"That sounds wonderfully nice."

"It does." He kissed my nose as he got out of bed. "I'm going to take a shower."

The week had gone incredibly fast, and tomorrow we were heading back home to

L.A. I wished we could stay in our bubble forever, but Edward had his commitments.
As for me, I would give mine up to stay the way we were. When it was just Edward
and I, things seem to click better between us. We communicated better and not
having outside interference made us stronger.

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I watched his bare feet cross the hardwood floor and suddenly stop, turning to

face my direction. I looked up and saw that smirk. "Care to join me?"

-HTWAM-

It was cold, damp, and rainy outside. Edward was leaning against a bookshelf,

while I was sitting on a stool below him. We had been strolling through the streets
of a small French town when the sky opened up. We ran into an old bookstore to find
shelter and had been perusing through old books and magazines for about a half an
hour.

"I used to get lost in-between bookshelves for hours. I loved to pull out old books,"

I said.

"You were a bookworm?" he asked amused.

"A very big bookworm," I stated proudly.

"I spent a lot of time in my high school library."

"Really?"

"I didn't say I was reading." He smirked.

"Why doesn't that surprise me?"

"Hey, the girls were finally noticing me then. I was a bit awkward looking growing

up."

"Edward, I've seen your baby pictures. You looked fine."

He bent over and kissed me. "You have to say that Mrs. Cullen. Really, girls never

paid me much attention until high school."

I shook my head as I continued to rummage through a box of old magazines. I

stopped at the cover that pictured a younger Edward. He was kissing Tanya.

As I flipped through the pages to the tabloid pictures of them, they were both

smiling and looked happy. I sat and stared at the pictures until I felt Edward's knee
nudge me. I looked up at his smiling face. "You two seemed happy?" I raised the
magazine up so that he could see the pictures.

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He took it from my hand. "That was a very long time ago, Bella."

"You look so young."

"I was. That was taken right after Tanya's and my first film," he said shaking his

head in thought.

"You could tell then she was in love with you."

He squatted down to face be. "Bella. baby, that was a different time."

"Oh, I know, but it is what it is. She was a part of your life."

"Now you are."

"You looked so happy."

"I was young, cocky, and full of myself."

"No?" I grinned.

He smirked. "You like my cockiness, but it was worse back then." He shrugged at

the magazine. "I used to piss Buck off all the time. He never showed his disgust to
me, I just heard it from my Mom. He told her I would grow out of it eventually, or if
not, he would kick it out of me." He laughed.

"I'm surprised Esme didn't kick it out of you," I said laughing.

"She did a few times when I would get out of line with her." We both laughed

harder. Then Edward's expression changed. "Bella, to be thrown into that kind of
fame overnight...at first it was overwhelming. Then people started to tell me how
talented I was. I wasn't very confident in my acting skills at first. I was being
recognized everywhere, and soon, I couldn't leave my house without being mobbed.
All of that attention eventually went to my head. Like I said before baby, I ran with
it. I was one cocky son of a bitch until it all started to take over who I was."

"Isn't that understandable? Don't most famous people go through that at one point

in their career? I mean, I'm not you Edward, but when I went on the best sellers list,
life changed fast. Now, there was a bit of a difference. People didn't know who I was
at first. When they did, I received a lot of backlash from other writers for writing an
erotica style book, what with being an English lit major. It wasn't respected in my
circle. Attending meetings at my literary club wasn't enjoyable at that time as well,

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but when I finally owned up to my work, the haters backed off. Yet, what you do is
on a far bigger scale."

He thought about that for a moment as he flipped through the magazine before he

said, "I'm very happy with the success I've achieved; I just wonder was it worth it
sometimes."

I touched his hand. "I think so. You are able to do what you love, and if you didn't,

I would have never seen you."

He leaned in and said, "I believe our paths would have eventually crossed." Then

he kissed me.

-HTWAM-

The rain cleared, and we drove to the next town, finding ourselves back to

strolling along narrowed cobblestone streets. When we passed a younger couple
kissing on a bench, I turned and said, "I did see pictures of you with Tanya while
doing my research."

He stopped and turned towards me. "Bella, what's the interest with Tanya?"

"No interest, just wondered what you saw in her. Seeing those pictures...I don't

know...it made me think. I started wanting to know was it a Hollywood thing or was
it purely physical?"

He narrowed his eyes. "Is this a trick question?"

I laughed. "I know. I want to kill the bitch, but after your event last night, it was a

very big reminder that women will be a constant factor in your life. With or without
the studio's meddling."

"Okay..."

I took a deep breath and said, "My husband is a very desirable man and being

married seems to have lit that fire.

He looked confused. "Bella, I don't think that-"

"Edward, your wedding band was like a homing device, a beacon to all the crazy

ass bitches who seemed to not care about several things. One, you are now a
married man, and two, your wife was standing by your side. I thought with Tanya

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being out of the picture...things would get better, but I was a dumb fuck to think it
wouldn't get worse."

He looked at his ring amazed. "This is one powerful tool. Why didn't I know this

earlier?"

I hit him. "You're an ass."

He wrapped his arm around me and placed a kiss on my cheek. "Only joking. I

know all of this isn't easy for you."

"No, it's not."

"You trust me?"

"With my life," I breathed out.

He lifted my head to look him in the eye and said, "Then trust me to know that you

are the only woman I see."

"I love you, and I do trust you," I said before he kissed me.

I just don't trust them.

-HTMAM-

"How long have you known Senna and Zafrina?"

Edward and I were at a little café that overlooked a field of wild lavender. He was

drinking a bottle of red wine from one of the cases he bought from a vineyard, while
I was eating my second cheese crêpe and wondering what they put in them. It had to
be drugs of some sort. Crack-cheese crack-wrapped up in a savory crêpe shell. It
was addicting, and I had never tasted anything like it before.

"We've known each other for over ten years. Zafrina and I saw each other when

she came home from college, and Senna lived with Buck before he died. Everywhere
Buck was, Senna was at his side taking it all in. That's why she is as good as she is.
He taught her how to be the best. I'm just happy she finally decided to enter back
into the entertainment business."

"I wish I could have met him before he died."

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"You would have loved him, and I know he would have loved you."

-HTMAM-

The rain returned, and Edward and I decided to head back to the hotel. We spent

the rest of the day lying around watching movies for entertainment. I was too sore
from all of our physical activities, so we decided to take the rest of the day off.
Actually, I decided; Edward pouted. I loved how much he wanted me, and it made
me feel like the luckiest girl in the world, but there was only so much my girly bits
could take without needing a break.

Somehow, we ended up talking about my childhood and the subject of my

friendship with Jake. Edward listened attentively, and I could tell that he was
holding back from commenting at times. But he seemed to want to know as much as
he could about that time in my life, even if it meant hearing Jake was involved.

"Jake and I were somewhat forced to spend time together as children, Edward.

Being that our dads were best friends kind of made that happen. He was around for
every birthday, Easter egg hunt, special dinners...holidays, stuff like that. When I
went off to college, we lost touch, and that's when he and Leah grew closer."

"Did it bother you?" he asked stroking my arm.

"Not at all. I only saw Jake as a friend." He narrowed his eyes at me knowingly.

"Yeah, like I told ya, it didn't feel right to be more than that. Anyways, I didn't know
it at the time, but someone incredible was coming along."

"You better be talking about me, baby."

"Ummm, yeah? Of course." I giggled.

Edward started to tickle me on the couch. The movie was over.

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Chapter 3: Love Scenes

Chapter 3: Love Scenes

Two days.

I hadn't seen Edward for two straight days, and that is with us living in the same

house.

We'd arrived back from Paris the previous Saturday evening, and it felt that as

soon as we'd landed, our lives had been thrown back into chaos again.

We'd been bombarded at the airport, which sadly I was getting used to, and then

Edward had been holed up in his office working when he wasn't promoting the
movie. As a result, our time together had been limited. I'd come to cherish the time
we did have, expecting it to be like that for a few months. However, when he
mentioned that the shooting of his new movie was going to be pushed up to January,
I knew my life as a Hollywood wife had just begun.

I decided to focus on work, wanting to finish the final edits for book two and start

the third installment. I had a pretty good premise and was ready to dive head in.
When I got like that, I usually locked myself in my office and wrote for weeks.
Because of that, Edward's schedule worked for me, particularly because I made sure
that when he was home, my focus was solely on him.

We had a pre, or I should say after, marital counseling session with the minister

that was supposed to marry us. We'd both decided that it would be good to go
through the classes and that if we needed more counseling to follow-up with a
professional outside of the church. We did our workbooks together in bed and were
working through the communication piece.

We'd both found that even though we may have busy lives, as long as we spent

quality time together, it was easier when we were away from each other. So far, it
seemed to be working.

-HTWAM-

"Honey, I'm home," Edward sung out as he walked into the kitchen.

"I hear."

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"Did you miss me?" he asked as he lifted up the top of one of the pots on the stove

to sniff at the liquid bubbling softly inside.

"I always miss you."

Edward leaned in for a kiss. "You lie."

I grinned and gave him a peck. "I do miss you."

"How was your day?"

"Busy. I was able to pound out three chapters today."

"Wow."

I stirred the tomato sauce and walked over to the island to finish up the salad.

"How was yours?"

Edward followed and plopped on the stool next to me. "After being drilled about

you, it was the same old same old."

"Sorry."

He picked out a cucumber and popped it into his mouth. "It's not your fault, so

don't apologize. At least you're working from home away from it all."

Right. I thought.

Edward must have seen it in my expression. "What?"

"It's nothing." I kept chopping.

"Then you should be able to tell me."

"I was just thinking about a talk show I saw when I was getting dressed. The

women were talking about how Edward Cullen was officially off the market."

He grinned. "That's a good thing...right?"

"Yes, but it was the jokes afterwards that pissed me off. Like, 'hope I have a leash

on you,' and 'the ring was a chick magnet'... stuff like that."

- 19 -

"Bella..."

"Edward, I'm getting used to this, but sometimes it gets to me. It doesn't help that

I've been pms'ing, and I started my friend today."

He stood up and gave me a hug. "Poor baby. So that means I can't get my morning

pussy breakfast for few days?"

I gawked at him. "Edward!"

"Come on, Bella. I'm always hungry for you."

He squeezed me harder.

-HTWAM-

I looked over at Angela; her desk was on the other side of the office from mine.

"Hey, did Susanne get the keys to the house?"

I was selling my home in Phoenix. It made no sense to keep it. We would be

spending more time in LA, and Edward and I would hopefully soon be looking for
our own home in Seattle. Angela was helping me coordinate everything with the
realtor in Arizona.

"Bella, she has everything. Also, your attorney called. All the paper work has been

signed."

I walked over to her desk. "That was quick."

"Edward's people were fast."

Edward and I seemed to be doing everything backwards. After the wedding, we

signed our pre-nup, or post-nup. When we returned from our honeymoon, we met
with both of our attorneys to settle our accounts. We decided that everything we'd
earned prior to the wedding would be null from any litigation. Anything after our
wedding date was fair game. I wasn't concerned; Edward was it for me.

-HTWAM-

"Hey, I was thinking, maybe you could come home for lunch."

"Bella, that sounds great, but I have a meeting."

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"Well, I thought maybe I could convince you to skip it. I sent you a picture."

I'd sent Edward a picture of me in my brand new nightie. It had been a week, and

I was ready and waiting for him to come home.

He started to whisper through the phone. "Baby. Shit! I'm already here. Hold on."

I heard him excuse himself, then heavy footsteps before he continued.

"Fuck! I want you so bad right now. I'm going to have a hard on for this entire

meeting."

I lay back on the bed gliding my fingers over my perked bud. "Mmmm, well at

least you know how I'm feeling right now."

"I'll make this quick."

"You do that; I might have to start without you."

"Fuck Bella! I want to see that."

"Oh, I can make that happen."

He growled. "Bella, baby I have to go."

"Alright Edward. Who are you meeting?"

"Jane Eclipse."

I sat up. "The movie star?"

"Yes. We are in my next movie together, remember?"

"I remember that you have another movie, but I don't remember you mentioning

working with her."

"She decided to come on board when we weren't exactly speaking, Bella. She and

Matt Russell signed on."

"Oh. I like him. I've seen a lot of his movies."

"Well, you will be meeting him later this week. They will be at the party on

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Saturday."

I lay back down. "Well, have a good meeting."

"I'll be quick."

I smiled. "I won't."

"Auh! I love you, woman."

"Love you too."

-HTWAM-

"You stopped!"

Edward swung our bedroom door open with a disappointed look plastered on his

face. I was lying on the bed reading.

"I didn't begin. It's not the same without your hands."

He walked over with that smirk and leaned in, kissing me deeply, moaning into my

mouth. When he moved back, he started to loosen his tie as he walked into his
closet.

"How was the meeting?"

"Uncomfortable...after my wife gave me a hard-on. I had to think about my

grandmother in her undies."

I laughed. "That would do the trick."

"I didn't want a boner while talking about love scenes and shit."

I closed my book and looked over towards the closet. "What love scene."

"Oh, it's nothing."

"Umm, no. What love scene, Edward?"

He peeked around the corner. "It's the first scene in the movie, and it will be our

first take. It's the usual stuff Bella."

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I sat up on my knees. "Could you educate me on what's the usual stuff entails?"

He stepped back into the closet and yelled out. "You know. Kissing and grinding

and crap like that."

I sat there in thought for a while. Edward came out of the closet with only his

boxers on and sat next to me on the bed. When he leaned in for a kiss, I pulled back.

He narrowed his eyes. "What?"

"Why didn't you discuss this with me?"

"Bella, I signed on to this movie last year."

"Not that Edward, the sex scene."

"I've done sex scenes before."

"When you were single."

He thought about that for a moment. "True. I just really didn't think much about

it."

"You wouldn't." I got out of bed.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Why would you think about how it would make me feel?"

"Bella, I wasn't purposely keeping this from you. I didn't think about it. Look, I

haven't had to discuss stuff like this before."

I turned around to look at him. "True. I really never thought about your work and

that."

He got out of bed and wrapped his arm around me. "Bella, it has always been

work for me."

"The only thing, Edward, is that you dated several of your 'work'."

Heavily he sighed out. "Yes, I did."

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"How do you turn the passion on and off just like that?"

"It's called acting, Bella."

"Just how much of that is really acting, Edward?" I paused, then turned around

and snarled at him. "So you're telling me that when you're kissing another woman or
fake fucking her, your body feels nothing?"

"Bella...maybe if you came down and saw how technical it is, you would feel better

about this. Baby, there are a bunch of people standing around telling you what body
part to move. A camera is in your face and people are talking around you about what
they like and don't. Nothing about it is remotely romantic or sexually stimulating."

I looked at him, and then remembered we would be doing our first sex scene in

January. "Maybe when we start filming, I'll see how it's all done."

"Great idea! You will then see how technical it all is."

"I guess so."

"Now, can we focus on creating a few sex scenes of our own?" He started to kiss

along my neck.

Edward's mouth trailed down my collar-bone and then latched on to my nipple.

"Mmmm, now that is some good acting."

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Chapter 4: Welcome To The Cullen's

Chapter 4: Welcome to the Cullen's

"Bella, after the birthday party, do you want to stop by Pink's for a hotdog?"

I turned around to stare at my husband from my vanity. "Edward, won't they have

food at the party?"

"I'm sure they will, but I want Pink's." He walked over and gave me a peck on the

cheek.

I ran my fingers on his dampened hair as he trailed his warm lips down my chin.

"We can grab a couple of chili dogs on the way."

His teeth scraped my neck before he pulled back. "I can wait. I don't want to smell

of chili and onions, plus it gives me heartburn."

"I would ask why you eat them, but now I want one."

He chuckled and went back into the bathroom.

I finished combing through my hair as I yelled out, "Do you know this guy very

well?"

"We met a few years ago. We played golf a few times."

"A few times? Then why are we going?"

"He's a producer, Bella. It's good to show up when you're invited to certain

people's homes."

"I see, so it's all for show?"

I heard him laugh. "Kind of."

Edward walked out of the bathroom, looking amazing, sexy, and all mine.

"You ready, baby?"

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"Yes. Hey, we need to say goodbye to Eric and Angela. They are going to be gone

by the time we come back."

They were going back to phoenix to visit Angela's family for a week.

-HTWAM-

"Bella, it is so nice to meet you. Edward speaks about you often."

"I hope it's not all bad."

She did one of those fake laughs. I looked over at Edward who rolled his eyes.

"These two are in the honeymoon stage, Janie. Just wait a few months, then reality

will hit."

Jane's husband Alec laughed at his own comment; I didn't.

Everyone at the party seemed nice, but no one seemed genuinely glad to be there.

I wouldn't say everyone was fake because those types of people are easy to spot.
But, I would say that everyone seemed to have an agenda. People were pitching new
ideas, and everyone was in the business one way or the other. Someone asked me
about my book sales since my nuptials. When I said I hadn't paid attention, they
looked at me as if I were lying. It was then that I realized what they were
insinuating. Edward had to step in when I started in on them. How dare them! This
wasn't a made for profit marriage!

Needless to say, the party wasn't fun, and several times I mouthed to Edward

toppings for hotdogs. When I first mentioned relish, he looked at me as if I had
bumped my head. When I smiled and mentioned jalapenos and mustard, he knew
what I was doing. He said to give him thirty minutes more, and I was counting down
the time.

I knew I had to start getting used to these sorts of soirees, but I wasn't feeling it

at the moment.

-HTWAM-

The last thirty minutes were spent listening to Jane telling me how incredible my

husband was. You would think with her husband standing by her side, she would
have mentioned something about him at least once.

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"So Alec, are you in the business as well?" I asked.

"Ah...no Bella. Janie is the talented one. I'm just the trophy husband."

The man was short with a scar by his blue eyes and had dark hair with highlights.

Jane was petite as well, but with wide green eyes and long blonde hair. They did
make a cute couple, and he wasn't bad looking, but I wouldn't call him a trophy. Yet
again, I might be biased. I was married to Edward.

I tilted my head. "So, you don't work?"

He chuckled. "I work at home. We have three kids."

"Ah. They must keep you busy."

"They keep the nanny busy. She keeps me busy as well," he said and winked. I

narrowed my eyes. "Janie works long hours. You know, fucking on screen is hard
work." He grinned as he nudged Edward.

Edward looked nervously back at me and said, "We don't have that many sex

scenes in this film."

"Edward, you look like a kid that got caught in a cookie jar." Jane smirked, and

then looked at me. I knew she saw the look of disgust on my face. "Bella, Edward is
known for being very professional when it comes to scenes like those. I hear he is
very good at what he does."

You would think hearing that would make me feel better, but it was the way she

said it that made me want to rip every strand of bleached blonde hair from her head.
One. Strand. At. A. Time.

The woman's fame grew when she took off her top for the first time in one of her

films. I had seen some of her earlier movies and they were good. When she received
an Oscar for the film in which she had bared her breasts, it was as if the world
suddenly discovered that she had boobs. From that moment on, all of her movies
had some form of nudity in them. As her career progressed, more body parts were
shown. I swear that in one of her films, she was nude in the entire thing.

I read Edward's script after our conversation regarding his participation in a sex

scene. I was pleasantly surprised that in this movie, Jane would be clothed with him
and nude with the other actors. She was playing a psycho killer - one who would try
to seduce the detective on the case, namely Edward's character.

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"Well Bella, I guess I'm used to Jane doing those types of things," Alec chimed in.

"After the first few times, I started enjoying seeing Jane with other men. Then, when
I saw it in person, I found it turned her on."

"Excuse me?"

"Bella is the only woman who turn's me on," Edward said sharply. "I focus on the

acting and leave that sort of thing at home."

"Right, Edward." He grinned at him as if he were lying. "I know it's acting, and it's

that type of acting that helps Janie focus on the task at hand, if you know what I
mean."

"No, he doesn't." I hissed out.

I felt Edward's body press into mine as he said, "Bella, it's time to head to that

other commitment."

"Yes, I think it is."

Jane stepped forward blocking our path. "Bella, what my husband is trying to say

is that everything is very technical. Marcus is a hard director to please. He makes
you rehearse over and over until you get tired of the actual act."

"Is that so..."

"Yes. Bella, it's all very technical."

"Janie would know Bella. She does them all of the time."

Edward stepped to the side. "Bella, we need to go. I'm going to get your jacket."

I watched as Edward headed to the front entrance. Jane then grabbed my right

hand and said, "It was wonderful meeting you Bella, and I know we will be such
good friends."

My hand stayed limp. "Ah huh..."

She then turned to Alec. "Honey, I'm going to say hello to Bill. I'll be back in a

minute."

Jane left and I stood there waiting for Edward to return. Alec moved in closer to

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me and whispered, "Well, you know if you're interested, I can show you just how
technical these movie scenes are, Bella."

I jerked back. "What!"

His eyes glazed over. "You know. While our spouses are busy 'acting' we could do

some acting of our own."

I placed my hands on my hips. "You need to step away from me before I make sure

you won't be able to use anything to 'act' with again. How dare you?"

Alec had the audacity to be surprised by my response. "I was only joking around,

Bella."

"Who jokes like that? You do know that my husband will kill you?"

I turned and looked for Edward who was now talking to our host. I plowed by Alec

and walked directly to Edward.

"Bella, thank you for coming."

I took a deep breath. "It was a pleasure. Thank you for allowing us to share in

your special day."

"I hear you just had a birthday."

"Yes. We spent the day lying around."

Edward smirked at me and I knew exactly what he was thinking. We celebrated

my birthday in Paris, in bed-naked-for the entire day. I had a naked birthday. It
ended up being the best birthday that I had ever had.

-HTWAM-

"Alec made a pass at me."

"Mpph. What!" Edward's mouth was filled with hotdog.

"I handled it. Actually, I told him you would kill him, but he got the picture."

He wiped his mouth and stared at me. "Why didn't you tell me this at the party?"

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"Because I know you. You would have gone off the handle, and your associates

were all there. I was only thinking about you and to be honest, those people are
crazy."

"Still Bella, I could have threatened the asshole. I'm calling the fucker up now!"

I placed my hand on his arm. "Can it wait until the morning? Those people

exhausted me, and I'm not sure if I have the energy to calm you down after your
talk."

Edward narrowed his eyes. "He is a very lucky man, Bella."

"Ummm, I'm not sure about that. It seems being married to Jane might have made

him even crazier, and they have kids?"

"They have rotten brats. I wouldn't call them kids. More like monsters."

I laughed. "I think Jane even winked at me?"

"Oh yeah, she enjoys the company of women as well."

I looked at him for a moment. "That really shouldn't surprise me."

"I'm surprised she didn't ask to borrow my wife."

My mouth fell open. "That's not funny, Edward!"

"If you could see the look on your face, you would disagree." He snorted out.

"They gave me the creeps. My skin crawled and it wasn't just them. Is everyone in

Hollywood like them?"

"No. There are a lot of celebrities that are normal. I think the more reality stars

come into play, the stranger the industry gets."

Edward stood to purchase another hotdog. Where he was putting them, I had no

clue, but I loved them too.

When he returned, he sat a basket of fries and another hotdog for himself on the

picnic table. "Bella-so you know-I do understand why you feel the way you do about
the sex scene baby."

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"Oh, really."

"If you were an actress and you had to do a sex scene with that fucker

Thomas...baby even though I know how very technical it is, I would have to break
every finger off that fucker's hand."

I spit out my fry. "Edward, that will never happen, and you have nothing to worry

about."

"Fucking believe it! You're mine." He smiled big.

"I am, and it goes both ways." I raised a brow.

"I spoke to Laurent regarding future contracts, and you will be glad to know that I

will not be participating in sex scenes. I will also consult you on the projects I am
already contracted on. I may not be able to get out of my current contractual
commitments baby, but you can look over all of them. I have a few upcoming
commercials as well, but they're pretty light weight stuff."

I was very glad to hear him say that. I felt as if I was a confident woman, but

seeing Edward with another woman-acting or not-would have been hard for me. "All
I ask for Edward, is that you at least think about me when picking these roles. I
understand that there will be roles that may require you to kiss and light stuff like
that. Even though I do not want those lips on another mouth, I understand it's your
work. I knew who and what you did for a career. I really never thought about it, and
I know you didn't either."

"Well, I am thinking about it now, baby. I'm also thinking about our family. Who

wants to see their old man having sex?"

I blurted out a chuckle, while Edward grinned wide. I never thought about our

kids, but the fact that he did...I loved that man.

We finished eating our hotdogs and headed back home. We had our first interview

as man and wife with Senna in the morning and needed to prepare.

-HTWAM-

"I want to hear all about the honeymoon, but I will save that for later. You two

ready to do this?"

Senna and I looked over at Edward who was relaxed on our sofa in the living

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room. "No, but only for you, babe."

"That's why you're my favorite." Senna squeezed Edward's cheek.

"Remember, I'm going to ask a lot more questions than will be aired. I want to

make sure we have a sufficient amount of footage we can choose from."

"We understand." I said.

"Okay, guys." She turned and nodded to the camera man.

Senna was sitting directly across from us in a high back chair while Edward and I

sat on the loveseat.

She then turned back towards us and started. "First, congratulations on your

nuptials, and thank you for inviting us into your home."

"Thank you." We both answered.

It was Zafrina's idea to give out a little more information than Edward normally

would. The public was interested in his life, and the more secluded or hidden he
kept everything, the more they wanted to know. She suggested we try to give a little
more information about our everyday lives. If we put it out there first, the paparazzi
wouldn't have anything to offer that is new. Hopefully, this would stop them from
staking out in our front yard.

"Everyone's excited to see the exclusive pictures of your wedding, but first I want

to know, how was Paris? I hear that Edward surprised you with a honeymoon in the
most romantic city in the world."

"It was beautiful. The last time I was there wasn't under the best circumstances.

Edward made up for it in many ways."

"Oh, Bella, we can tell by the glow on your face. If my memory serves me correctly

that was around the time you made your relationship public?"

"Something like that." Edward snorted.

"Bella, I know it must not have been easy dating an actor. And now being married

to one...especially to Edward Cullen whose life is seen in tabloids daily, that has to
weigh on you?"

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"It wasn't easy at first, Senna. I knew of Edward's fame, but being reminded of it

on a daily basis took some time to get used to."

"Bella, you have had your own level of success as well, being a bestselling author.

Did this help you in dealing with Edward's fame?"

"No, not really. My fans are completely different, and I don't have paparazzi trying

to take pictures of me grocery shopping or washing my car. What Edward goes
through on a daily basis is mind boggling sometimes."

"With you two now married, I'm assuming the attention has grown, Edward?"

"We expected it to increase. We both knew that people would be interested in the

wedding and our personal lives."

"If I hadn't been there, I would have been very interested in the wedding." She

turned and looked into the camera. "Yes people, I was invited to the wedding of the
year and it was one hell of a wedding. Don't be jealous."

We all laughed, and Senna turned back towards us. "I have a few pictures of that

incredible day."

Senna turned to the monitor that was placed on the floor and a picture of me

walking down the aisle appeared. Edward placed his arm around me, and we both
turned toward the monitor.

"Bella, you looked amazing in that dress, girl. Edward, what were your thoughts

here?"

Another picture flashed of Edward looking at me while Dad and I walked down the

aisle.

"At first, Senna, I couldn't think, yet alone breathe. I didn't think Bella could look

any more beautiful, but I was proved wrong when I saw her."

Senna hit Edward on the arm. "You are killing me. You are not going to make me

ruin my make-up Edward Cullen."

They both laughed as the next photo appeared. It was a picture of Edward and me

standing at the altar with our family and friends in the background.

I was taken aback. I hadn't seen our wedding photos yet. I knew there was a

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photographer, but we had been so busy, I hadn't opened up the box that was waiting
on my desk.

"Everything about this is perfect. Everyone looks beautiful, me included, and

what's so interesting is that it looks like a scene from a movie."

"It does," I leaned in.

"Love this one of you two."

Another pictured flashed across of Edward and me laughing, with my head thrown

back and his mouth on my neck.

Senna looked back at the camera. "These two are always like this. If they aren't

giving each other passionate looks, they are laughing."

"Bella makes me happy." Edward squeezed my shoulder.

"Oh, we know she does," she said with a raised brow.

We all laughed.

"The reception was perfect, and look who performed, Colbie Caillait."

"That was incredible." I squeezed Edward's hand.

"Before these two show us their love nest, there are a couple of viewer questions

that were sent in. First, are there any quirks that you have experienced as
newlyweds, such as one leaving the toothpaste cap off? "

"Oh, that doesn't bother me; it's when Edward spits in my sink that gets me going.

We have his and her sinks, yet he comes over to mine and spits in it after he brushes
his teeth."

Senna scrunched up her nose and said, "Edward, that's gross."

He shrugged. "Hey, I'm a guy."

"Oh and the drinking from the carton thing is true in our house. He drinks from

every bottle in the refrigerator. That habit is going to stop soon." I glared at him.

He winked. "Again, a guy thing."

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I looked at the camera. "Yes ladies. Edward Cullen is truly a guy in every sense of

the word."

"But, I'm your guy." He leaned in and kissed me.

Senna just laughed.

"Edward, anything you want to say?"

"I'm afraid to." We both laughed. "Bella is perfect...until she hogs all the covers."

"I do not!"

"You do, when you are about to do that snorting thing before you drift off to

sleep."

"Edward!"

He looked at Senna. "You are going to get me in trouble. Next question please."

"This one is for Bella. Is Edward as good of a kisser as he seems to be in the

movies?"

"Who asked that?" Edward turned to the camera.

We all laughed. "I can say that my husband is a very good kisser."

Senna high-fived me.

"We will be back with the Cullens after the break."

Then she stayed silent until she heard the director give an all clear.

"You two are doing great."

"I held my breath for the entire time," I admitted.

"You couldn't tell, Bella. You did a great job."

"I really hate doing these interviews, but thank you for making it better."

"Edward is family, which makes you family. We stick together."

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-HTMAM-

"Welcome back. We are now in the Cullen's kitchen, and I must say, I love these

pots."

Senna was at the center Island that showcased the pots, while Edward and I sat

on the padded kitchen bench at the table. The kitchen was designed to be bright and
airy with a natural color scheme.

"Thanks, Senna. I picked them out. I love to cook and Edward's pots were woefully

inadequate."

"I love her cooking!" Edward said proudly.

She looked over at the camera man. "A woman that cooks. Now, you know Bella's

secret." She looked back at me. "Did you remodel any part of the house when you
moved in?"

"I added things here and there while Edward and I were dating."

"A girl after my own heart. Leave little reminders around the house that says, I'm

here."

I laughed. "I never thought about that. I did leave a lot around here, though."

We then walked past the kitchen, through the dining room to the outdoor patio.

"This is my favorite part of your house, Edward."

The house set on a high cliff that overlooked the city. "I bought it for the view and

the pool."

Our outdoor living space had a muted yellow and grey color scheme with sofas

and lounge chairs set around the fireplace. There was also an outdoor kitchen and
eating area. Once you walked out from under the covered area, you faced the pool
that ran the length of the house ending with a waterfall and Jacuzzi. Eric and
Angela's place was located on the opposite end, and Edward had it landscaped with
a lot of greenery to give them added privacy.

"It's one of my favorite places as well, Senna. Now that it is getting cooler,

Edward and I get to use the fireplace more."

"I bet you use that Jacuzzi as well," she winked.

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"That too." Edward smirked.

We walked around the pool, and then I showed them around the rest of the main

floor, which included the two guest rooms, two offices, family room and formal living
and dining room. I then showed them upstairs. Edward stayed downstairs while I
finished the tour. It was weird showing the house as our home-my home. I think he
did that on purpose for some reason.

We passed by our bedroom on the way to the other guest room. It was off limits.

We finished the tour upstairs, and Senna and I had a chance to chat for a moment
while her crew packed up.

"Thank you Bella for allowing us into your home."

"It wasn't as intrusive as I thought, but I think it's because of you."

"Why don't we plan to do lunch sometime soon?"

"I would love that."

"I know it's hard to adjust to being a Hollywood wife and if you ever want to talk,

you have my number. Feel free to use it at anytime. Edward is truly family Bella, and
I love him dearly, but I know that sometimes he just doesn't get it."

"How did you know?" I giggled out.

"My sister is his manager." She smiled. "How is that going by the way? I hear

James has been given his court notice?"

"He received it last week. He and Edward had words."

"I bet they did."

"It's hard for Edward. His temper can get the best of him, and James pushed him

over the edge. He has been calling every day to try to explain. It's pathetic. His lazy
ass needs to be in jail. I just want him out of our lives for good."

"He was always creepy."

I laughed out. "Oh, my gosh! That was what I thought. There was never another

word for him other than creepy."

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We both laughed, and then I walked her downstairs. She and Edward talked for a

moment before she thanked us and left.

Edward walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my back. "So, how do

you feel?"

"It wasn't too bad."

"Hopefully, this works."

"If not...well at least we tried."

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Chapter 5: Movie Day

Chapter 5: Movie Day

"OOOHHHHMMMYYYYGGGOOODDD! Why didn't you tell me?"

Angela and I were jumping up and down while Eric and Edward stood there

plugging their ears as we screamed in excitement.

Angela and Eric had gotten married at the courthouse in Phoenix. No hint, no

notice, nothing. I was so excited for her, but a tiny bit of me wished I could have
been there. Though, I completely understood that they wanted to do it low-key. It
was her day, so she could do whatever she wanted...just as we had.

-HTWAM-

"OMG! AAHHHHHHH!"

This time, Eric was jumping up and down, hugging Edward. Edward limply stood

there. Angela and I were bent over laughing at the two of them.

We had bought them each a car as a wedding present. Carlisle and Rosalie had

picked them out and had them shipped to us. They were our gift to them for
everything that they do for us.

I think Eric was more touched that they had come from Edward. He had picked

out the colors.

-HTWAM-

The closer our car approached to the theater, the more you could hear the

screams from the fans. There were massive amounts of people who lined the streets
in front of the theater where Edward's L.A. premier was being held. Edward, Senna,
and Eric were already there. Edward had to do his usual photo ops and cast photos.
I was fine with meeting him there. He was in his element and I was in mine; on the
sideline watching him do his thing.

I loved watching him. I actually laughed to myself thinking about that. I loved

when he would watch me, and now I was the one watching him. He looked
incredible in his blue suit. It fit perfectly and his slim pants showcased his long legs.

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Angela, Garrett and I stood to the side across from him as the cast took photos. I

knew he hadn't seen us yet, and being able to ogle him from afar brought back
earlier memories. I had a surreal moment as I stood there-he was my husband-I was
married to that gorgeous man.

In our everyday life, Edward was just...well, Edward. My incredible husband, who

can get on my nerves, act like a child, and make love like a Greek God. But, when he
steps into the role of movie star, something about him changes and the funny thing
is that he still can take my breath away while playing that role.

I watched as the women around me salivated at the sight of him. Their eyes

mirrored mine with want and hunger. The only difference was that I could feast on
him the moment we got home.

I wished this thing would hurry the hell up.

"Bella is fine." I heard as Garrett spoke into his watch band.

I looked around to see who he was talking to and Emmett dropped his wrist at the

same time.

I touched Garrett's arm, and he leaned over and said, "Edward just asked where

you were."

Then Senna walked up to us. "Edward is about to go in with the cast. I can show

you to your seats."

She led the way into the theater. People stopped us along the way praising

Edward, as well as congratulating us on our nuptials. I was a fangirl when Robert De
Niro said hello to me as I walked by.

Senna showed me to my seat which was behind Orlando Bloom. He turned and

said something to me, but, I didn't really hear him. I just smiled and nodded my head
and he smiled back and turned around. I was sure he thought I was a moron, but
Orlando Bloom had just spoken to me! I looked over to Benjamin's wife, who was
seated a few seats down from us, and she winked at me. She understood that the
man was fine. He was the reason I liked Pirates. That, and Johnny Depp, but that
man could make me like anything.

Garrett and I sat and watched people file in. Eric, Angela, and Senna were sitting

in the back of the theater somewhere. After everyone was seated, a clip was shown
along with an announcement and then the spotlight came on. Benjamin walked out

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to a standing ovation and said a few words. When he exited the stage, the cast
walked in and sat in the row behind us. Everyone stood and clapped as
photographers rushed in to take photos before they hurried out.

As everyone was getting settled in their seats, Edward walked over, leaned down

and whispered into my ear. "You look amazing."

I hadn't finished getting dressed when he had left the house this afternoon. I had

on a red dress that I was very nervous about. It was a floor length gown that had a
long slit, and sheer cut-outs along the side. But, the plunging V neckline that barely
covered my breast made me feel paranoid. Yet, Alice insisted it would be a
showstopper. "You are Mrs. Edward Cullen, and everyone needs to know that," She
had said over the phone.

I wasn't sure if displaying half of my body would make that point, but she said it

would get Edward's attention. By the way he looked me up and down; I think it did
just that.

He kissed my forehead and pulled back to look into my eyes. It was a look of love

swirled in with a bit of lust. My body exploded inside from that look and if I could
have ripped his clothes off right then, I would have. The heat that radiated from his
body penetrated mine, and my sex was throbbing to have him inside of me.

I laughed to myself. Edward tilted his head questionably. I shook mine mouthing,

"I'll tell you later."

One look from my husband and he had me wanting to mount him right there. I was

a hot mess and had to get some control. He kissed me one last time and went to sit
down in his seat. Emmett plopped down next to Garrett.

Edward was amazing, and I enjoyed the movie immensely. In the opening scene, a

woman kissed him, and for some reason it didn't bother me as much as I thought it
would. I had known about it, and had prepared myself for it, but... nothing. It could
be that it only lasted a few seconds, but in the end, it didn't compare to the kisses I
receive. I turned around after the scene and saw Edward staring at me nervously. I
smiled at him which seemed to put him at ease.

After the movie, the cast came up to the front of the stage and Benjamin, along

with a few others said some departing words. After they finished, everyone was
expected to go to the cast party. Garrett and I met Edward and Emmett backstage.
Eric and Angela were done for the night and headed home. Senna met up with
Zafrina and Laurent, which only left the four of us-well, three-Emmett told Garrett

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he could handle us both. Garrett was seeing someone new, which he had been
keeping a secret until Emmett spilled the beans. He wouldn't tell me who, but I
knew that I would find out eventually.

-HTWAM-

The venue was on top of a hotel and reminded me of the location where Edward

had proposed. It was a tented rooftop garden. Strobe lights lit the area with streaks
of green, blue, and pink. The DJ was playing house music, and waiters walked with
trays of hors d'oeuvres.

Edward and I mingled with the cast and crew throughout the night. I even got to

hear stories about pranks that were done on set. Most of them were on Edward,
which made it even funnier. Edward had been filming this movie during the tabloid
'Tanyagate'. I felt sort of bad when they told me what an ass Edward had been prior
to his coming to London. Yet, men are funny. Instead of trying to make him feel
better, they annoyed the heck out of him. An eye for an eye type of thing.

-HTWAM-

The party was in full swing. Edward was still working the room while I found a

quiet corner to the side. Emmett had left us to our own devices and it was the first
time that evening I had a minute to myself. That was, until I felt his arms wrap
around me.

"Are you tired?"

Edward's warm breath floated over my ear, and it caused a shiver directly to my

girly bits. I turned around to face him. His eyes were glazed over, and I could smell
the sweet scent of bourbon on his lips. When he gave me that smirk and started to
kiss along my neck, I knew it was time to go.

"Mmmm, baby you smell so good."

He lifted his head and stared into my eyes. I could hear the music and people

around us, but I didn't care. I wasn't sure how much longer I could go without
having Edward buried deep inside of me, and by the look he was giving me, he was
having those same thoughts as well.

Edward stepped closer, tilting his head, as he faced directly in front of me. I

grabbed the back of his hair and lost control as I kissed him. It was quicker than I
had intended. And stopped only by the growing bulge in Edward's pants.

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We needed to get out of there.

I pulled away and took his hand, quickly leading us through the crowd. People

tried to stop and talk to him, but he was nuzzling the back of my neck, while his
protruding member stayed planted on my ass.

We had walked down a few stairs from the rooftop patio, when Edward pushed me

into a door, which opened to a deserted floor. It looked as if we might not be making
it home after all.

We slid across the wall, Edward's hand planted inside my dress as he started to

squeeze and pinch my nub. I actually grunted and he pinched harder. "Auuggh!"

"You like that baby?" He breathed into my neck as he started to lick and bite

across it.

Edward opened his mouth wider, took in my lower lip and started to suck on it. I

lifted both arms against the wall as he pinned me in. I wanted so badly to lift my leg
up, but my dress was too long, even with the split. I closed my eyes and let him suck
and bite, as our moans echoed down the long corridor.

I could feel us slowly moving across the wall until I lost my balance as a door

opened. Edward moved us in to what looked like a workers' bathroom. When I heard
the lock click, my girly bits cheered for joy at what would soon be coming next.

"You look so fucking hot in that dress, baby." Edward panted as he stood back,

taking me all in.

"You don't look too bad in that suit either. Come here."

He stepped closer and I grabbed his tie, pulling him in for a kiss. His tongue

tasted sweet and all I wanted to do was go deeper. The kiss was sloppy, messy, and
made me even hotter. I needed him then, so I began to take off his suit coat. I must
have been taking too long from the groans of frustration that I heard coming from
Edward. With our lips still locked, he threw his jacket to the floor, ripped his shirt
opened, and yanked his pants down. All the while laughing and trying to keep our
lips together. When he released mine with a smack and fell to the floor, all laughter
was gone.

He lifted up the bottom hem of my dress and placed himself underneath. His cold

hands, slowly inched my panties down my legs before I stepped out of them. The
moment his fingers started to caress my dripping lips, I swayed a bit from the

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sensation of the hot and cold pleasure of his fingers. I grabbed ahold of the sink next
to us when his tongue started to play with my clit.

Every time Edward moaned, the vibration would course through my entire body,

which caused my peaks to achingly harden more. I tried to spread my legs further,
fighting with the fabric of my dress, before bending over to lift it up as I grabbed
onto Edward's golden strands.

I moaned in satisfaction, able to open wider for him, as I pushed his face further

into my heated flesh.

His tongue did a dance around my sex and the teasing was becoming unbearable.

The sounds of his tongue made me a wetter mess that I was already. All I wanted
was for him to fuck me. "Edward...ahhhh...please..."

"Please what, baby?" He mumbled under me.

"I need you."

"You have me."

I could feel the grin on his face. "I need you inside of me."

"What was that?"

"Auuugg, right there. I need you to fuck me..."

"I will, after I'm done."

I couldn't take much more of his teasing. Two fingers began to gently slide in and

out while his lips grabbed the flesh over my clit. "Edward! Fuck me. Now!"

I pulled his hair, lifting his head, and his body followed. Frantically, I bunched my

dress over my thighs while positioning myself against the sink. If I didn't have him
inside of me soon, I would lose my shit more than I already was.

Edward had that smirk that I loved plastered on his drunken face along with a

gleam in his eye. He lifted me up on the sink, positioned himself, and then slammed
into me.

"Fuck yes!" I panted out.

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"This what you want, baby?"

"Fucking yes! Deeper!"

"Whatever the Mrs. wants."

He pulled out, and then slammed harder into me. "Fuuuccckkk! Yeeessss! Shit!" I

quivered.

I inhaled deeply and held it. Some distorted sound came out of my mouth and

filled the room as Edward began to push deeper. With each thrust of pleasure, a
euphoric feeling came over me. I didn't want him to ever stop.

As our flesh came together and the grunts and groans escaped from our mouths, I

wanted it to last forever. My entire being was in a state of pure arousal. There
wasn't one part of my body that wasn't affected.

My nipples were sore, begging to be touched. When I started to play with them, it

only spurred Edward on. "Pinch them." I did. "Harder! As if it's my fingers."

I pinched them as hard as I could bear. My head fell back and the intensity of

pleasure grew.

Edward moved my hand and started to pinch and flick each one as he rotated his

hips causing pleasure at another angle. "I fucking love you, Edward. Yes! Auugg!"

I closed my eyes, light-headed, and trying to focus on breathing. Edward was

making that hard for me.

He began to flick his tongue over one nipple. When he removed the warm air from

one, the cold wetness would cause it to expand even longer.

I needed him deeper.

"Edward, more. Deeper, baby."

"Hmmm...auhhh...like this."

He grabbed onto both sides of my hips and started to plow into me.

No words were said, just a lot of distorted sounds. All I could focus on was the feel

of his cock, sliding inside of me, stretching me out and hitting deep in the depth of

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my sex. My muscles grabbed ahold and tightened around him, playing and teasing
with each stroke.

His head fell closer to mine and I took his top lip into my mouth and started to

suck on it. One hand stayed firm into his dampened hair, while the other hand held
on to his ridged biceps feeling him as the muscles strained and pulsated with each
firm thrust.

I could feel Edward about to lose control and I wanted to hold off my orgasm, but I

knew he was ready and we would be doing this together. I released his hair and
reached down and started to vigorously rub my clit. Edward looked down at my
hand, breathless and started to give me a few more hard thrusts.

One.

Two.

Three.

That was all it took for both of us to fall over that edge into a beautiful sea of

happiness.

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