Edward and I had not had a last grand scene of farewell, nor did I plan one. To speak the word was to make it final. It would be the same as typing the words The End on the last page of a manuscript. So we did not say our goodbyes, and we stayed very close to each other, always touching. Whatever end found us, it would not find us separated.

It's a little dense, don't you think, to antagonize the strongest vampire in the house?' Emmett threw his head back and snorted. 'PLEASE!' [...] I took a deep breath. 'Emmett, how do you feel about a little bet?' He was on his feet at once. 'Awesome. Bring it.

I watched his fingers clench and unclench, and I wondered if he was dreaming that they were wrapped around my neck.

He’s playing every bit as hard as I am, only he knows what he’s doing and I don’t. Don’t blame me because he’s a better manipulator than I am — I haven’t been around long enough to learn all his tricks.

Bella." He strocked my face anxiously. "I'm not going anywhere. I'll be right here as long as you need me." "Do you swear you won't leave me?" I whispered. I tried to control the gasping, at least. My ribs were throbbing. He put his hands on either side of my face and brought his face close to mine. His eyes were wide and serious. "I swear.

I know - I'll play you for it," Alice suggested. "Rock, paper, scissors." Jasper chuckled and Edward sighed. "Why don't you just tell me who wins?" Edward said wryly. Alice beamed. "I do. Excellent.

I always say too much when I'm talking to you--- that's one of the problems.... Edward Cullen Twilight, Chapter 5