For one half second, I wondered what it would feel like to put my hand in the fire. What it would feel like when I burned.
Stephenie Meyer...the way a man might hesitate before he kissed a woman, to gauge her reaction, to see how he would be received. Perhaps he would hesitate to prolong the moment, that ideal moment of anticipation, sometimes better than kiss itself.
Stephenie MeyerI didn’t want to kill girls… even vampire girls. Though I might make an exception for that blonde.
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