Epilogue 2 - Edward Cullen

Our entire family is behind the glass of Harold and Henrietta's diner, and I know I told Bella she'd be the one to propose to me, but I couldn't let her do this alone.

I kiss her lips, and when she's kind of composed, I start again.

"I didn't write a speech…"

"I did!" She interrupts me. "I had a plan, remember? I lost the bet. I'm supposed to be proposing to you!"

I shake my head and kiss her lips again. "Do you want me to shut up?"

"No! There's a reason why girls don't do this!" She sniffles and wipes her nose with her free hand.

Fuck, I love her.

"Uncle Edward," Effie yells. "You're taking forever!"

Bella laughs and sniffles, and I get on with it.

"You're the only person I want to spend my life with," I say, swallowing roughly. "I'm the luckiest guy in the world, and I'm so fucking thankful it was me who saved you from choking on that burger last Thanksgiving." Bella snorts a laugh. "Baby, I want you to be my wife. Will you?"

Okay, that was a shit proposal, but Bella's crying and nodding her head, so it must have been alright.

She falls into my chest and continues to nod her head, and I grab her hand and slide the ring on her finger before lifting her head and kissing her makeup smeared face.

"I love you," she says. "I love Thanksgiving!"

Everyone's cheering outside, and I stand and bring Bella with me. She peeks around my body and waves and our family before yelling, "We're getting married!"

"No shit," Harold yells back.

"Harold!" Everyone yells, except Effie who I can hear giggling her little ass off.

"What? I'm hungry."

"You're always hungry, Uncle Harold," Effie says through her giggles. "Look, I bringed you a snack." I look over my shoulder - curious as hell - to see Effie pulling a sandwich out of her backpack and handing it over.

"Well, all be damned," Harold says. "You're a keeper."

"Come on, sweeties," my mom calls. "It's time for Thanksgiving dinner."

"After dinner..." Bella says, grabbing my hand and sliding a thick band on my finger. "...we're going to look at Christmas lights."

"What? There won't be any." I kiss her lips, and she slips her tongue into my mouth, making me want to just throw her on the floor right here and have proposal sex.

"They're kissing, mommy!"

Bella laughs into my mouth. "I bet there will be."

"What do you want to lose this time?"

"I don't think I lost really. I won you."

"You did."

"Come on," she says. "Bet me."

"What do I win this time?"

"I get to pick, but I'm not telling you until you win...or lose."

"Okay, you're on."

"Okay." She grins all cute and grabs my hand. "Come on, Harold's hungry."

"Damn straight," he yells, munching on his sandwich.

"It's funny," Bella says quietly. "I never thought I'd love his obnoxious ass."

"I knew you would."

"What!"

I shrug and smile. "When you know, you know."

And I'm fucking glad I knew.