Trust Emmett To Find The Joke In

Bella." He Strocked My Face Anxiously. "i'm Not Going Anywhere. I'll Be Right Here As Long As You Need Me." "do You Swear You Won't Leave Me?" I Whispered. I Tried To Control The Gasping, At Least. My Ribs Were Throbbing. He Put His Hands On Either Side Of My Face And Brought His Face Close To Mine. His Eyes Were Wide And Serious. "i Swear.

Do You Want Me To Sing To You? I'll Sing All Night If It Will Keep The Bad Dreams Away.

The Thing People Don't Realize, God Bless Them, Is That My Books Are Supposed To Suck.

I Was Perfect- Not Healed, But As If There Had Never Been A Wound In The First Place

“bella, I've Already Expended A Great Deal Of Personal Effort At This Point To Keep You Alive. I'm Not About To Let You Behind The Wheel Of A Vehicle When You Can't Even Walk Straight. Besides, Friends Don't Let Friends Drive Drunk,” He Quoted With A Chuckle. I Could Smell The Unbearably Sweet Fragrance Coming Off His Chest. “drunk?” I Objected. “you're Intoxicated By My Very Presence.” He Was Grinning That Playful Smirk Again.