Next Time You Want To Hit Me

"hey Jacob!" I Felt An Unfamiliar Surge Of Enthusiasm At His Smile. I Realized That I Was Pleased To See Him. This Knowledge Surprised Me. I Smiled Back, And Something Clicked Silently Into Place, Like Two Corresponding Puzzle Pieces. I'd Forgotten How Much I Really Liked Jacob Black.

Look After My Heart - I've Left It With You.

Even More, I Had Never Meant To Love Him. One Thing I Truly Knew - Knew It In The Pit Of My Stomach, In The Center Of My Bones, Knew It From The Crown Of My Head To The Soles Of My Feet, Knew It Deep In My Empty Chest - Was How Love Gave Someone The Power To Break You

Ian Didn't Come. He Just Sat Here With You--he Said He Didn't Care What You Looked Like. He Wouldn't Let Anyone Else Put A Finger On Your Tank At All, Not Even Me Or Mel. But Doc Let Me Watch This Time. It Was Way Cool, Wanda. I Don't Know Why You Wouldn't Let Me Watch Before. They Wouldn't Let Me Help, Though. Ian Wouldn't Let Anyone Touch You But Him.' Ian Squeezed My Hand And Leaned In To Whisper Through All The Hair. His Voice Was So Low That I Was The Only One Who Could Hear. 'i Held You In My Hand, Wanderer. And You Were So Beautiful.

Because When I Thought Of Him, Of His Voice, His Hypnotic Eyes, The Magnetic Force Of His Personality, I Wanted Nothing More Than To Be With Him Right Now.