That was the first night I dreamed of Eward Cullen.
You're intoxicated by my very presence.
Good or Bad? Good. That's what I thought
We made it,' he shouted. 'Not bad for a prison break, eh?' 'Good thinking Jake.
I didn’t realize I was crying until it was time to say the blinding words. ‘I do,’ I managed to choke out in a nearly unintelligible whisper... When it was his turn to speak, the words rang clear and victorious. ‘I do,’ he vowed.
I was a vampire, and she had the sweetest blood I’d smelled in eighty years.