Sealed With A Kiss

Emily's POV:

I was tired. My legs were numb; they were probably swollen and my posture was not anymore erect.

The ceremony had ended hours ago. I just wanted to lay down and rest but the first big thing was to remove this enormous gown from me, which was clinging like a second skin to me. I waved at Edward. He was on a call.

Edward's parents actually gifted us a sweet apartment. It was huge for the two of us, but I knew it was actually for the three of us, including Lara as she would be a frequent member of our house.

Our house. I sighed. In other cases, I would have jumped with joy by that thought.

I smiled at Edward when he helped me get in the car. The ride was silent, a comfortable silence that always had been there between us. He asked me about my parents and if I had the difficulty in convincing them howsoever of our clever lie.

That was good. At least he made it very clear to me that I was married to him for a purpose. And I am supposed to fulfil that purpose, not mourn over my feelings.

The house was so beautiful, the one you can only dream of. It had seven rooms, a separate veranda, a nice porch, one kitchen and a large lawn.

It was way too big for both of us. I took one step and slipped but Edward caught me by my wrist.

"Hey, are you okay? You seem a bit out of it today. Are you sure you are not on drugs or something?" he said, and I saw a faint tired smile playing on his lips.

I smacked his arm and lifted up my gown.

"I had to walk like caterpillar just because of you! If it weren't for this gown, I would be racing you to the bedroom, " I said, words slipping before I could manage to control. I bit my lips, anticipating his reply.

"Oh. I can always carry you, you know. You should've said it earlier. I didn't know you were so eager to go to the bedroom, " my not so real husband said, a sly smile on his face.

I blushed thousands shades of tomato and went to my room. Our room, to be exact. It was decorated with petals. Bright candles adorned every corner, curtains embellished with flowers and strong aroma of mint as well as something sweet surrounded the room.

could be decorated like this as well. I made my way towards it and dumped my suitcase, zipped open and took

all the accessories, including the veil. I tried to pull the zipper down but it wouldn't come off. My attempts being in vain, I peeked out at the door, seeing

thousands of ways to ask such an outrageous question in a

"Hey, Ed?"

eyes showing

you open the 'thing' holding up this gown, I tried a lot

"You mean the 'zipper'?"

meekly.

came to me and I shifted a little.

My senses came into alertness as soon as he touched my hair to bring them to my side. The way his calloused fingers touched my neck quickened my breathing and I held down a

Shut it, he would hear it. I said to myself.

not to squirm when the tips of his fingers accidentally touched my back

" he said. I quickly thanked him.

going back when he said, "Hey, Emi, are you feeling uncomfortable? If that's the case, I want you to know that you are more of a best friend to me than my wife, " he ended by winking at me.

Yes. Best friend. That suits me best.

Now I can die

thing I'd be with you, " I said, holding my gown in position, fiddling with its frill in nervousness.

of Duty too!" he suggested. At the name of the

have to shave your head, " I said, laughing out loud, my

had fallen off my arms and he might have seen my more than enough cleavage which was willing to spill out any moment. I quickly collected myself and my remaining dignity, pulling

embarrassing.

mind the view I

pillow at his smiling face and went

crazy at the thought of me shaving my head off. He had mercy on me and I had

but Edward wanted to win award of I-am-a-born-gentleman so he kept