Hey, guys. This is my first fan fiction.I hope that you'll like it. It starts at the moment, when Edward and Bella left the wedding and were going to have a honeymoon. I'm sorry if there are some mistakes. comentario please.
“Huston?" she asked me, raising her eyebrows, when we riched the gate is Seatle. I smiled of her expression and thought that she couldn't even imagine, where we're going to.
"Just a stop along the way"
Bella fell asleep during the flight. I was happy that she had an opportunity to rest a little. It was a long difficult día for a human, especially so fergile like my amor Bella
I was thinking about us during the flight, starting from the first time we met till this moment, while we were going to have a honeymoon in the most beautiful isle tu can imagine. I couldn't stop wondering, how I deserved such happiness - the most beautiful and kind human loved me with all heart. and now I was going to make her last dream come true: to share physical amor with her. I was so afraid...
What if I lost control and hurt her? How will I live with that? But I couldn't deny that. She made my dream come true - she married me. She gave herself to me and she was only mine. I couldn't break my promise - we had to try. I knew that she always wanted something impossible, no matter how I wanted to give this to her. she always compicated my efforts to make her totally happy.
When the flight was going to the end, I woke her up and helped to go through the terminals. Then I led her to the international check in for the filght to Rio. I noticed that she was half asleep and it took a few moments for her to realize, where we stopped.
“Rio de Janeiro?” she asked with a surprise.
“Another stop” I told her. she fell asleep again during the flight. We were sitting in a comfortable first-class seats, my arms around her.
I listened to her even breathing, thinking about the isle and worrying, if everything was perfect. The servers were supposed to fill the refrigerator with fresh food; everything had to be perfectly clean and comfortable. The playa was nearby. I knew that Bella liked the hot climate and missed the sun. But she’d never mostrar that.
I tried not to worry about what was going to happen after we arrived to the isle.
Bella seemed to have a good rest and woke up as we circled toward the airport with the light of a setting sun sanding the last rays to windows. We didn’t talk much, while leaving the airport. I led to the taxi and when we got in, I instructed the driver, how to get to the right dock, where the barco was.
I hoped that Bella’s knowledge of Portuguese will keep the surprise. Bella’s expression was surprised, when we got to the boat, though I never mentioned, that I liked boating, before. Well, I really did – I lived in Brazil for a while after my first college graduation. I learned Portuguese here perfectly, but I didn’t like the fact that I had to spend most of time hiding of sun. The barco was fast and I enjoyed the speed. It was very hot for Bella, so I thought, that a light ducha, ducha de of sea spray wasn’t that bad.
We were on our way to the isle and I became anxious más with each minute. I tried to hide that in silence. I knew that Bella was uncomfortable and tired of the flights, she needed some human moments like ducha, ducha de and rest. I couldn’t drive faster – she would be frightened por the speed. Finally Bella asked:
“Are we going to much farther?”
“About another half hour”. I looked at her and noticed her hands, clenched on the seat. I didn’t know what could I do to make the trip easier for her, so I smiled only. I didn’t want to mostrar her how tense I was.
Thanks for reading
“Huston?" she asked me, raising her eyebrows, when we riched the gate is Seatle. I smiled of her expression and thought that she couldn't even imagine, where we're going to.
"Just a stop along the way"
Bella fell asleep during the flight. I was happy that she had an opportunity to rest a little. It was a long difficult día for a human, especially so fergile like my amor Bella
I was thinking about us during the flight, starting from the first time we met till this moment, while we were going to have a honeymoon in the most beautiful isle tu can imagine. I couldn't stop wondering, how I deserved such happiness - the most beautiful and kind human loved me with all heart. and now I was going to make her last dream come true: to share physical amor with her. I was so afraid...
What if I lost control and hurt her? How will I live with that? But I couldn't deny that. She made my dream come true - she married me. She gave herself to me and she was only mine. I couldn't break my promise - we had to try. I knew that she always wanted something impossible, no matter how I wanted to give this to her. she always compicated my efforts to make her totally happy.
When the flight was going to the end, I woke her up and helped to go through the terminals. Then I led her to the international check in for the filght to Rio. I noticed that she was half asleep and it took a few moments for her to realize, where we stopped.
“Rio de Janeiro?” she asked with a surprise.
“Another stop” I told her. she fell asleep again during the flight. We were sitting in a comfortable first-class seats, my arms around her.
I listened to her even breathing, thinking about the isle and worrying, if everything was perfect. The servers were supposed to fill the refrigerator with fresh food; everything had to be perfectly clean and comfortable. The playa was nearby. I knew that Bella liked the hot climate and missed the sun. But she’d never mostrar that.
I tried not to worry about what was going to happen after we arrived to the isle.
Bella seemed to have a good rest and woke up as we circled toward the airport with the light of a setting sun sanding the last rays to windows. We didn’t talk much, while leaving the airport. I led to the taxi and when we got in, I instructed the driver, how to get to the right dock, where the barco was.
I hoped that Bella’s knowledge of Portuguese will keep the surprise. Bella’s expression was surprised, when we got to the boat, though I never mentioned, that I liked boating, before. Well, I really did – I lived in Brazil for a while after my first college graduation. I learned Portuguese here perfectly, but I didn’t like the fact that I had to spend most of time hiding of sun. The barco was fast and I enjoyed the speed. It was very hot for Bella, so I thought, that a light ducha, ducha de of sea spray wasn’t that bad.
We were on our way to the isle and I became anxious más with each minute. I tried to hide that in silence. I knew that Bella was uncomfortable and tired of the flights, she needed some human moments like ducha, ducha de and rest. I couldn’t drive faster – she would be frightened por the speed. Finally Bella asked:
“Are we going to much farther?”
“About another half hour”. I looked at her and noticed her hands, clenched on the seat. I didn’t know what could I do to make the trip easier for her, so I smiled only. I didn’t want to mostrar her how tense I was.
Thanks for reading
