She was thinking what I think she was thinking, wasn't she?
He leaned over to kiss the top of my head, and then groaned. I looked at him, puzzled. "You smell so good in the rain," he explained. "In a good way, or in a bad way?" I asked cautiously. He sighed. "Both, always both.
I don't have the strength to stay away from you anymore
So… um… what’s the, er, date? You know, the due date for the little monster.
You are safe inside your mind. No one can reach you there.
Who gives an island as a gift? I frowned. I hadn’t realized Edward’s extreme generosity was a learned behavior. Bella