“You’re not making my mistakes, Bella. You sound like you’re scared silly, and I’m guessing it’s because you’re afraid of me.”

“Don’t be scared of making mistakes,” she said, waiting for me to look at her before continuing. “Be scared of making none. Because if you’re not making a healthy number of mistakes along the way, you’re not really living life to its fullest.”

“You are afraid of me?” Reed asks me, sounding unpleasantly surprised.“Of course I’m afraid of you. You’re menacing, you’re overbearing, you’re arrogant, and if you don’t see that, then you can just add high to the list,” I say, using my fingers to tick off his shortcomings.”

“I froze all night. My back’s killing me. I want home, and I’m scared to death. But I guess the view makes it all worth it.” “You’re funny,” Angel said”

“I’m afraid you’re going to have to make a choice.”

“You’re like my wife.”“Because I’m not sleeping with you either?”