Jacob was hardly in need of any physical protection I could offer. But my arms, pinned beneath Edward's, yearned to reach out to him. To wrap around his big, warm, waist in a silent promise of acceptance and comfort. Edward's shielding arms had become restraints.

He was silent for a moment, staring out the window into the rain; I imagined he was contemplating the fact that his family's presence was turning the locals into giant dogs.

how can a little thing be so annoying?

You aren't exactly the best judge of what is or isn't dangerous.

and the smile I'd been waiting for stretched across his face like the sun breaking free of the clouds.

Stop it, Mom, you're making me blush.

And he was my friend. Not that he wouldn't kill me if things turned out that way, but he wouldn't like doing it. With humans, what more could you ask for a friend?