I Can't Always Be Lois Lane," I

I Know Love And Lust Don't Always Keep The Same Company.

Age Is Just A Number Baby, What Are You Now? 40?

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.

All I Can Guess Is That When I Write, I Forget That It's Not Real. I'm Living The Story, And I Think People Can Read That Sincerity About The Characters. They Are Real To Me While I'm Writing Them, And I Think That Makes Them Real To The Readers As Well.

Love Is Irrational, I Reminded Myself. The More You Loved Someone, The Less Sense Anything Made.