How was I ever going to fight the blurring lines in our relationship when I enjoyed being with him so much?

Is the fire gone?" "Yes," I sighed. "Thank you, Edward." "I love you," he answered. "I know," I breathed, so tired. I heard my favorite sound in the world: Edward's quiet laugh, weak with relief.

She is mine.' Edward’s low voice was suddenly dark, not as composed as before. 'I didn’t say I would fight fair.

It sounded like you were having Bella for lunch, and we came to see if you would share.

Only a teenage boy would agree to this: deceiving both our parents while repairing dangerous vehicles using money meant for my college education. He didn't see anything wrong with that picture. Jacob was a gift from the gods.

It's not what you are. It's what you do.

Idiot! Lunatic! Moron! Jackass! Selfish irresponsible fool!