"Look cant you just tell me?" I moaned, Alice had organised a surprise trip to a secret destination for me and Edward "you know I don't like surprises!"

"We're nearly at the airport now so stop moaning" Alice trilled weaving in and out of other cars as she hummed contentedly to her Porsche. Airport? Where the hell were we going? "Edward…"I muttered "will you please make your silly little sister stop annoying me to death and tell me where we're going." This was so frustrating; Alice had packed me a new wardrobe of clothes and wouldn't let me see a single one "it will spoil the surprise" she'd said. Edward kissed the top of my head "only a few more minutes and we can fly away and leave her to annoy the hell out of someone else. And if I knew where we were going I'd tell you but as Alice is singing 'I'm a Barbie girl' in Norwegian in her head and whenever she was planning this, she thought of things that would corrupt the youthful innocence of your beautiful, silent mind concerning herself and Jasper. I have no more idea than you of where we are going." I hugged his perfect stone chest and he put his arm around me and began to stroke my hair.

"Okay we're here!" Alice sang dancing out of the car and grabbing the bags out of the boot before I had moved a muscle. "Let's get this over with" I growled climbing out of the Porsche, Edward chuckled and followed me. Alice handed him an envelope "here are your tickets and here's your hand luggage Bella- it's a long flight so I brought Wuthering heights and I put Edwards CD onto his ipod for him. Call me when you get there- inside the envelope has your hotel details and everything! I know your going to love it!! Okay see you in a week." Alice kissed both my cheeks, hugged Edward, got back in the Porsche and drove off; "Byeeeeeeee! Make sure you send a postcard!" she trilled.

Edward picked up the bags and handed me the envelope, "lets see where we're going then" I opened the envelope inside were two british airways tickets to London!!

"Wow!" I said, I wouldn't actually mind seeing London and as I was going with the love of my existence- well it couldn't be that bad. I smiled up at Edward and stood on my tip-toes and kissed his perfect lips. "Wow- that's not the reaction I expected from the girl who hates presents." He grinned crookedly at me and bent down to kiss me properly. Very soon I could barely stand up, his scent was all that I could smell, his lips the only thing I could feel, but very gently he began to pull away, I clung to him as I always did as though I was drowning and he was my oxygen. Although he was the equivalent of my oxygen, I needed Edward like I needed air to breathe, he was my all and I his. And in a few very short weeks I would be fully his, my heart beat already quickened from his kiss, began beating frenziedly in anticipation of our wedding night. "Come on my love, we'll miss our plane" Edward steered me towards the sliding doors and into the cool freshness of the airport terminal.

We went through passport control and check-in, me holding Edwards hand as he guided me through. I sat on his lap in the waiting area and watched our plane on the big boards as Edward fiddled with my hair. "So what will we do in London?" I asked shuffling around to face him. "Well, there's all the sites; Big Ben, London Eye, the tower of London, the west end… Bella are you listening to me?"

"Ummm" in truth I'd been lost in his liquid gold eyes again, I really could see all the way to his soul through them "errr… the west end and something about an eye" I said hopefully. "Very good" Edward said kissing me on the nose, "and I think it's our plane now." We walked in companionable silence, I thought sometimes silence could speak as loud as words, hand in hand. I glared at a few people who looked a bit too interested in Edward and he chuckled and whispered in my ear "did I mention how adorable you are when you're jealous? Anyway you, Bella are the only girl who has ever touched my heart and I gave it to you long ago" I smiled up at him and we stopped to kiss making the girl stood ogling glare at me.

We passed easily through passport control and were soon sitting on the plane, "how long will it take to get to london?" I asked "about 8 hours" he replied as he skimmed our linked fingers across his cheek and smiled. I sat back in my seat and yawned; I hadn't had much sleep last night, my lips had been too busy. It had been one of those rare nights when Edward had relaxed his careful rules for our physical relationship slightly. Edward began lightly stroking my cheek as i drifted off to sleep.