“It felt almost rude to ignore toe pretty white bed, but we just weren’t going to make it that far.”

“You held out your hand, and I took it without stopping to make sense of what I was doing. For the first time in almost a century, I felt hope.”

“For almost ninety years I’ve walked among my kind, and yours… all the time thinking I was complete in myself, not realizing what I was seeking. And not finding anything, because you weren’t alive yet.”

“Edward can do everything, right?" I explained.Jasper snickered and Esme gave Edward a reproving look. "I hope you haven't been showing off-it's rude," she scolded."Just a bit," he laughed freely."He's been too modest actually," I corrected."Well, play for her," Esme encouraged."You just said showing off was rude," he objected."There are exceptions to every rule," she replied.”

“No point in ignoring the truth. Doesn't make it worse to have it said out loud.”

“Let go!” I insisted. He ignored me. I staggered along sideways across the wet sidewalk until we reached the Volvo. Then he finally freed me – I stumbled against the passenger door.“You are so pushy!” I grumbled“It’s open,” was all he responded. He got in the driver’s side. “I am perfectly capable of driving myself home!” I stood by the car, fuming. It was raining harder now, and I’d never put my hood up, so my hair was dripping down my back.He lowered the automatic window and leaned toward me across the seat. “Get in, Bella.”I didn’t answer. I was mentally calculating my chances of reaching the truck before he could catch me. I had to admit it, they weren’t good.“I’ll just drag you back,” he threatened, guessing my plan.”

“I had enough trouble not falling down when the ground was dry; it might be safer for me to go back to bed now.”