Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Faith, Hope, And Love

By Momma2Fan

Chapter 22:

Proposals…

Edward stood in the doorway and couldn’t take his eyes off of his love. She looked so relaxed as she soaked in the tub. He felt himself growing hard as he watched her, but needed to get things under control before he lost control.

“Baby…” He smiled as he knelt down next to the tub.

“Mmm…hi.” Bella smiled as she opened her eyes.

“Hi. Hungry?”

She nodded. She was hungry, but not so much for food. However, this was Edward’s dance and she was going to let him lead.

“I hung your robe up on the door. You can wear that, or if you prefer, I can get you some clothes. I ask you not to go into our bedroom, though.”

“Okay.” Bella rose and allowed Edward to place a towel around her. He leaned down, gave her a searing kiss that left her breathless, and then he was gone.

Bella dried her body before placing the red satin robe around her. She tied the sash and then followed the smell of tomatoes and garlic. When she entered the dining room, she saw Edward pouring two glasses of Merlot.

“So, what’s the occasion, if you don’t mind me asking?” she questioned as she took the proffered glass of wine.

“Do I need a reason to pamper you?” Edward asked as he pulled out her chair.

Bella smiled. “No. I was merely curious.”

She sat down and waited for Edward to join her, but he didn’t. Instead, he walked out of the kitchen, his arms laden with steaming dishes. When Bella would have risen to help him, he stopped her.

“You sit, I’ve got this.”

After everything was on the table, Edward finally sat across from her. He raised his wine glass. “To us.”

Bella clinked her glass against his and took a sip. Conversation flowed between the couple as they dined. Edward should have been nervous for what he was planning, but he wasn’t. He was confident in their love and knew everything would be fine.

After they were both full, Edward led Bella into the living room, where soft piano strains could be heard from invisible speakers. “Edward, what?”

“Stay here for a minute. I’ll be right back.” He rushed from the room and into theirs, closing the door with a click.

When he was alone, Edward took a deep breath. “Get it together, Cullen. You can do this.” He pulled the book of matches from his pocket and lit every candle in the room. Once he was satisfied with the ambiance, he cracked the door and called for Bella.

“Sweetheart, can you come here please?”

Bella stood from the couch and walked to their bedroom. When she pushed open the door, the sight that greeted her caused her eyes to fill and the tears to spill. She brought her hand to her mouth to muffle her cry. “Oh, Edward.”

He was poised by their bed, on one knee. “Bella, I have loved you for half my life. You have been my best friend and the one constant in my life. When I thought I had lost you, I realized life is too short to waste. I want to share everything with you, have a family with you, and grow old with you. Having you by my side is what completes me. Isabella Swan, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife? Will you marry me?”

Overcome with emotion, Bella could only nod. Edward was up off of his knee and swept her up in his arms. He rained kisses all over her face before his lips met hers. He gently placed her back on her feet and pulled back.

“Would you like to see your ring?”

Bella nodded and watched as he opened the small black box. Nestled inside in the satin was a beautiful, round cut diamond in a platinum setting.

“Edward, it’s beautiful. I love it,” she whispered as he slid it onto her finger. “I love you.”

Edward cupped her cheeks in his hands. “I love you, Bella, so much.”

This time, when his lips met hers, it was with the passion they had both been keeping at bay. Their love flowed freely and they didn’t try to rein their feelings in.

Their tongues danced that familiar dance as Edward slowly led Bella to the bed. Her robe had slipped down one shoulder and had partially exposed her breast. As Edward tore his mouth from hers, he left a fiery trail down the column of her neck.

Bella’s hands were on his chest and she deftly began to unbutton his shirt, all the while exposing more of her neck for his lips and teeth. Once she had divested him of his shirt, the pair fell onto the bed. Edward reached for the sash on her robe, loosening the tie and separating the sides, exposing her naked form to his eyes.

“Beautiful,” he whispered as he leaned down and captured her nipple in his lips.

“Oh…” Bella sighed as she reached up to tangle her hands in his hair, pressing him closer to her.

Edward’s tongue snaked out and flicked across her hard peak before he pulled it between his teeth and gave it a light nibble. He repeated the action with his tongue and teeth until Bella was a writhing mess below him.

“Edward, please,” Bella moaned.

He moved from his place at her side and quickly removed the rest of his clothing. His shaft was rock hard and weeping in anticipation. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself to the hilt inside her, but needed this to be about her first. He took a deep breath to center himself before he rejoined her on the bed.