Non-reality Was Black, And It Didn't Hurt

The Kiss Began Much The Same As Usual--edward Was As Careful As Ever, And My Heart Began To Overreact Like It Always Did. And Then Something Seemed To Change. Suddenly His Lips Became Much More Urgent, His Free Hand Twisted Into My Hair And Held My Face Securely To His. And Though I Was Clearly Beginning To Cross His Cautious Lines, For Once He Didn't Stop Me. His Body Was Cold Through The Thin Quilt, But I Crushed Myself Against Him Eagerly.

Does It Bother You, Me Being Half Naked All The Time?

And So The Lion Fell In Love With The Lamb…" He Murmured. I Looked Away, Hiding My Eyes As I Thrilled To The Word. "what A Stupid Lamb," I Sighed. "what A Sick, Masochistic Lion.

I Don't See How That Is Any Of Your Business." Stupid, Shiny Volvo Owner.

The Way You Move — You Orient Yourself Around Him Without Even Thinking About It. When He Moves, Even A Little Bit, You Adjust Your Position At The Same Time. Like Magnets… Or Gravity. You’re Like A… Satellite, Or Something.