I carefully helped Bella into my car, being especially mindful of the cumbersome walking cast on her leg. I did my best to ignore the unhappy pout on her face.

Once I was sure she was settled, I got in the driver's seat and headed back out the long narrow drive away from my family's house.

"So are you ever going to tell me what's going on?" She asked, looking especially suspicious and wary.

"I'm shocked you haven't figured it out yet." I ginned at her, and her breath caught in her throat.

"I did mention that you looked very nice, didn't I?" She asked.

"Yes." I grinned again. Of course, I had Alice to thank. She had special ordered the blue dress from France and it was quite fine. She wouldn't let me go out in anything less on this evening.

But my outfit was nothing when compared to Bella's. Alice had chosen a custom dress in the exact shade of dark blue that I loved best on her. It was expertly tailored in all the right places, perfectly accentuating every line of her curvey body.

"I'm not coming over anymore if Alice is going to treat me like her own personal Barbie doll when I do," She griped. Glancing at her reflection in the passenger side mirror.

She looked wonderful, though. Alice had smoothed her red curls back on her head which helped to draw attention to the blue pools of her eyes.

I was distracted from my admiring by my phone ringing in my pocket. I pulled it out from the inside pocket of my jacket and glanced at the caller ID before answering.

"Hello, Charlie," I said warily.

"Charlie?" Bella frowned.

Charlie had been rather strict since Bella's return to Forks, and he had every right to be. He had been of two minds regarding the incident in Phoenix. Toward Carlisle he had been exceedingly grateful. However, he was quite convinced that I was entirely at fault for Bella's accident and since he was, of course, completely correct I would not argue. As a result, Bella now had to follow new rules such as curfews and pre-approved visiting hours.

"Hello, Edyth," Charlie's voice was gruff. "You mind explaining to me why Taylor Crowley is standing at my door in a dress expecting to take my girl out tonight?"

My eyes widened in disbelief, and then I couldn't suppress the grin spreading across my face.

"You're kidding!" I laughed.

"What is it?" Bella asked.

"Why don't you let me talk to her?" I suggested to Charlie, thoroughly pleased by this turn of events. I waited for a few seconds.

"Uh, hello?" Taylor's confused voice came over the phone.

"Hello, Taylor, this is Edyth Cullen." I kept my voice very friendly, but Bella was looking at me with a confused and slightly exasperated expression. Then her eyes widened, and she looked down at her dress in horror.

"Oh, um, hey," Taylor's voice was still confused.

"I'm sorry if there's been some kind of miscommunication, but Bella is unavailable tonight." I couldn't help but become more protective as I continued. "To be perfectly honest, she'll be unavailable every night, as far as anyone beside myself is concerned. No offense. And I'm sorry about your evening." I hung up the phone and deposited it back in my pocket, unable to contain the smirk on my face.

I could see Bella's ivory face turn crimson out of the corner of my eye.

I looked at her in surprise. "Was that last part a bit too much? I didn't mean to offend you."

"You're taking me to the prom!" Her voice was filled with panic.

I was thrown by her reaction. I'd expected some protest, but not full-blown panic. Beyond that, I was puzzled as to how she didn't realize sooner. Surely it was obvious?

"I'm sorry, Bella, please don't be angry."

Her eyes flashed to the window. "Why are you doing this to me?" She demanded.

I gestured to our dresses. "Honestly, Bella, what did you think we were doing?"

"You never tend to do things casually, for all I knew we were getting milkshakes and you thought we should dress up." She glared back at me.

"Touché." I smirked.

"Oh god, this is awful." She sighed.

Now I was frustrated. "Why are you so upset?" I demanded.

"Because I didn't want to go to prom!"

"Bella." I turned my eyes to her.

"What?" She muttered.

"Humor me," I insisted.

My eyes held her gaze for a moment, and the crease between her brows slowly relaxed.

"Fine," she glared. "I'll go. But you'll see. I'm way overdue for some bad luck. I'll probably break my other leg! This fancy shoe doesn't have any traction! Look at it!" She held out her uninjured leg, as evidence I guessed.

"Hmmm." My eyes followed the line of her leg, up her torso, to her radiant face then back down. She looked incredible. "Remind me to thank Alice for dressing you up so nicely tonight. I am quite fond of that color on you."

"Alice is going to be there?" She seemed comforted by that.

"With Jasper, and Emmett… and Royal," I admitted.

Any progress I had made with calming her seemed to vanish. The crease reappeared between her brows and she looked troubled.

"Is Charlie in on this?" She asked, suspicion in her voice.

"Of course." I grinned, then chuckled. "Apparently Taylor wasn't, though."

She rolled her eyes.

We arrived at the school; Royal's ostentatious red BMW was practically an eyesore in the parking lot. The clouds were thin today, a few streaks of sunlight escaping through far away in the west.

I exited the car and walked to open her door. She set her jaw as I held out my hand for her.

At first, she stayed in place, with a resolute expression, and her arms folded stubbornly across her chest.

I sighed. "When someone wants to kill you, you're as brave as a lion—and then when someone mentions dancing…" I shook my head at the ludicrous nature of the situation.

She gulped comically. I suppose I hadn't mentioned dancing, yet.

"Bella, I won't let anything hurt you—not even yourself. I won't let go of you once, I promise."

She mulled this over for a short moment, and her face relaxed suddenly. She even seemed pleased with the prospect.

"There, now," I said gently, "it won't be so bad." I leaned down and wrapped one arm around her waist, she took my free hand and allowed me to lift her from the car.

I kept my arm tightly around her as we slowly made our way toward the school. She gripped onto me like I was the only thing keeping her upright.

The prom was being held in the school's gym. Fairly common for smaller schools such as this one. When we arrived inside, Bella let out an involuntary giggle as she appraised the humorously cliched decorations.

"This looks like a horror movie waiting to happen," she snickered.

"Well," I muttered as we slowly approached the ticket table, "There are more than enough vampires present."

Her eyes trailed off to the dance floor where my siblings were making quite the spectacle of themselves. All the students had pressed themselves back, leaving a wide gap in the center of the floor where Alice and Jasper were spinning around in wide circles.

Emmett stood nearby grinning widely at the students' dumbfounded reactions to Alice and Jasper. He caught our scent and waved when he spotted us. Royal stood next to him, reveling in his own beauty and the countless looks of admiration but otherwise feeling rather bored by the whole ordeal.

"Do you think if I threw myself into the sound system it would end the prom?" Bella whispered.

I laughed, though I wasn't entirely sure she was joking, "Anything to get out of dancing."

"Anything."

I bought our tickets, then turned her toward the dance floor. She visibly cringed against my arm and dragged her feet. Like a hangman being walked to the gallows.

"I've got all night," I smiled.

"Okay, can I be honest a second?" She sighed, "I'm a terrible dancer, sure—I'm clumsy as hell—but… I've never danced with a girl." Her pulse quickened minutely. "And this is Forks, after all. Maybe I can be affectionate with you at school when no one is looking… but dancing at prom? In front of everyone?"

I hadn't expected that reasoning to be behind her reluctance, "Is that what you've been worried about?"

"A bit, yes." she admitted.

I considered this for a moment. It was a valid fear, and I couldn't be upset at her for it. Certainly we were a rather unorthodox coupling—for many reasons—and Bella didn't enjoy being the center of attention. She preferred a low-profile.

"We don't have to dance if you don't want to." I conceded.

She sighed and looked over my shoulder back at the dance floor. I watched her apprehensive face trying to think of how I could possibly improve the evening for her.

Oh my god!

So it's totally true!

Whoa, no way…

Oh, that's so hot…

The rush of surprised thoughts and hushed voices from the dance floor made me spin around. There, in the middle of the dance floor right alongside Alice and Jasper were Royal and Emmett, dancing together. I was rather surprised myself. Royal was exceedingly vain, but he was surprisingly discreet when it came to being affectionate with Emmett in public. Given Royal's history, it never surprised me much.

She's sweet,Royal was thinking, Too sweet. I hate that, but I don't want her feeling… Ugh, forget it. Just dance with her already before I get even more annoyed than I already am.

Royal locked eyes with Bella from the dance ? You've got no excuse now.

I smirked as I watched this uniquely Royal peace offering unfold. I turned back to Bella, "That's Royal's way of saying he's glad you're here."

"Oh, fine."Bella huffed. She let me lead her out to join my siblings on the dance floor. She watched them spin by in terror.

"Edyth." Her voice was a dry, barely audible whisper. "I honestly can't dance." Her heart was racing now.

"Don't worry, love," I whispered back. "I can." I put her arms around my neck and lifted her to slide my feet under hers.

Edythe! Not the Aubercy Made-to-Order shoes! They'll scuff!Alice mentally scolded me.

I ignored her as I whirled Bella into the dance. I grinned down at her as she slowly began to smile, then laugh as we waltzed.

"I bet I look like a fool," She said between laughter.

"Quite the opposite," I murmured, pulling her closer to me.

Look at that! You made the kid was more clumsy Emmett thoroughly he was amused by the sight.

She's radiating happiness, Jasper was thinking.

Alice caught Bella's eye and smiled in encouragement—she smiled back. I was pleased to see that she seemed to be enjoying herself.

"Okay, this isn't half bad." She admitted.

Damn, this is gonna be so bad… Wow, Bella looks great. But I can't believe Billy is making me do this.

I recognized the mind I was hearing over by the doors. Julie Black. daughter of Billy Black, who apparently had a message for Bella that he had forced his poor, hapless daughter to deliver with some sort of contrived bribe.

My eyes shot to the door as I glared at the girl who was reluctantly skulking into the gym. I was having a hard time controlling my anger. Billy Black should know this was crossing a line.

"What is it?" Bella asked, following the line of my gaze toward the doors. At first she seemed genuinely surprised to see the Black girl, then she looked sympathetically at the clearly uncomfortable expression on her face She wore her white button up shirt as she crossed the floor toward us.

Man, this sucks. I feel so bad. I've been wanting to talk to Bella again but not like this...The girl was at least was ashamed of her message. She locked eyes with Bella, Bella looks so hot…

A quiet snarl escaped my lips.

"Behave!" Bella hissed.

"She wants to chat with you."I found I wasn't able to control the scathing tone of my voice.

The girl had reached us then. Her slouching posture and her embarrassed, apologetic posture were at least some comfort.

Alright, here goes."Hey, Bella, I was hoping you would be here." Her voice conveyed the exact opposite, but her smile for Bella was overly friendly in my opinion.

"Hi, Jules." Bella smiled back. I felt a twinge of jealousy. Bella seemed pleased to see the girl. "What's up?"

"Can I cut in?" she asked tentatively, glancing at me for the first time. I noted that she was taller than the last time I'd seen her at Bella's house. She was eye level with me now.

I managed to keep my expression composed, blank even—solely for Bella's benefit. She considered this girl a friend, so I should be courteous. I didn't trust my words to remain as kind, so instead of answering I simply released my hold on Bella and took a step back.

"Thanks," Julie said.

I nodded, looking at Bella before reluctantly turning to walk away.

I leaned against the back wall of the gym and crossed my arms. I was already angry with this girl for her message, but then she made me break my promise to not let go of Bella all evening! I watched them intently.

I had to take a deep breath to calm myself when Julie put her hands on Bella's waist and another when Bella put her hands on the Girl's shoulders and they began dancing.

It wasn't really dancing, per se, it was more swaying in place.

"Wow, Jules, how tall are you now?" Bella asked.

"Six-two." She said with an air of childish pride.

"So, how did you end up here tonight?" Bella asked, genuine curiosity in her voice.

"Can you believe my dad paid me twenty bucks to crash your prom?" The girl admitted.

"Yes, I can," Bella muttered. "Well, I hope you're enjoying yourself, at least. Seen anything you like?" She teased, nodding toward a group of students lined up against the opposite wall.

"Yeah, Julie sighed. "But she's taken."Oh, man… I can't believe I said that out loud.

They locked eyes for a minute, then looked away in embarrassment.

This child was quickly supplanting Makayla Newton as my least favorite of Bella's human friends.

I'm just going to go for it…"You look really beautiful, by the way," the girl added shyly. "Your eyes are really beautiful."

"Um, thanks." Bella blushed. "You're not looking too bad yourself."

I missed the rest of what Bella said, I felt such a strong surge of jealousy I saw red for a brief moment. When I could focus again they were laughing in a friendly way.

"So, why did Billy pay you to come here?" Bella was asking softly.

The girl was uncomfortable now. She didn't want to say it. I didn't want her to say it, either.

Man, I hate this…"He said it was a 'safe' place to talk to you. I swear the old man is losing his mind."

Julie laughed, Bella joined in weakly.

"Anyway, he said that if I told you something he would get me that master cylinder I need," the girl confessed with an embarrassed grin.

"Tell me, then. I want you to get your car finished so maybe you can come visit me once in a while." Bella grinned back. I felt a new surge of jealousy course through my body. Bella's eyes glanced over to me, but I kept my expression passive. Even then, I saw something in her eyes when she caught my gaze. I was obviously unable to hide my emotions from her like I used to be able to.

When Bella returned her eyes to the girl, Julie turned her head away, ashamed. "Don't get mad, okay?"

"I could never be mad at you, Jules," Bella assured her. "I won't even be mad at Billy. Just say what you have to."

"Well—"God, okay, here we go."This is so stupid, I'm sorry, Bella—he wants you to break up with your girlfriend. He asked me to tell you 'please.'" She shook her head in disgust which I suppose was a small comfort. I was still furious, though.

"He's still superstitious, eh?"

I couldn't believe Billy Black was so brazen as to openly interfere like this.

"Yeah. He was… kind of over the top when you got hurt down in Phoenix. He didn't believe…" Julie trailed off self-consciously.

"I fell." Bella insisted.

"I know that," Julie said quickly.

"He thinks Edyth had something to do with me getting hurt." Bella wasn't asking, she was stating. Her voice was tinged with frustration.

Julie wouldn't look Bella in the eyes. They weren't swaying to the music anymore, just standing in place in the middle of the dance floor. I couldn't understand why the girl didn't take her hands off Bella's waist, or why Bella didn't untwine her arms from around the girl's neck.

"Look, Julie, I know Billy won't believe this, but just so you know Edyth really did save my life. If it weren't for Edyth and her father, I'd be dead."

Julie returned her eyes to Bella as she was speaking, responding to the earnestness in her voice. "I know," the way she talks about that Cullen girl… Bella's really serious about her. Damn.

"Hey, I'm sorry you had to come do this, Julie," Bella apologized. "At any rate, you get your parts, right?"

"Yeah," she muttered. Clearly withholding some key part of the message.I don't want to say this, I really don't want to say this.

"There's more?" Bella deduced.

"Forget it," she mumbled, "I'll get a job and save the money myself."

"Nope! Just spit it out! You're getting that damn cylinder thing."

"It's so bad." In the Girl's defense, from what I could read in her thoughts, it really was.

"I don't care." Bella insisted, "Tell me."

"Okay… but, geez, this sounds bad." Julie shook her head. "He said to tell you, no, to warn you, that—and this is his plural, not mine—" she lifted one hand from Bella's waist and made little quotation marks in the air—"'We'll be watching.'" She watched warily for Bella's reaction.

Bella stared blankly at her for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Okay, duly noted," she snickered, "now tell Billy to pay up."

"I will," Julie managed half a smile.

"Sorry you had to do this, Julie," Bella smiled with an easy familiarity.

"I don't mind that much." Julie grinned, "I got to see you." Her eyes raked appraisingly over Bella's dress and face. A litany of thoughts paraded through her mind, then she forced herself to focus. "So, should I tell Billy you said to butt the hell out?" she asked hopefully.

"No," Bella sighed. "Tell him I said thanks. I know he means well."

The song ended, but they stayed standing where they were. I took this as my cue to make my presence known again.

"And thank you, Julie" Bella said, "I know you wouldn't have agreed to come down unless you cared about me."

Julie's hands stayed hesitantly at Bella's waist , Bella is so great. She's just so nice to me, even though she doesn't need to be. She's really sweet…. I mean, she's better than anyone I know… and she looks so damn hot tonight… She's literally perfect. That Cullen girl is one lucky girl she glanced down at her leg in the walking cast. "Do you want to dance again? Or I can help you get somewhere?"

I was already standing just behind Julie. "That's all right, Julie. I'll take it from here."

The girl flinched and stared wide-eyed at me, she's so quiet…

"Hey, I didn't see you there," she mumbled. "I guess I'll see you around, Bella." She finally dropped her hands from Bella's waist and stepped back, waving halfheartedly.

But Bella smiled and caught her hand, pulling her back into a quick hug, "I'll see you later, Julie."

It was simply a friendly gesture, I reminded myself. Bella was a kind person, she hugged most of her friends. I shouldn't get jealous. I wouldn't get jealous… I was losing the argument with myself because, despite my efforts, I was.

Julie stepped back and glanced between Bella's face and mine. "Sorry," she said again before she turned for the door. Her thoughts were almost entirely preoccupied with Bella, much to my chagrin.

I wound my arms back around Bella as the next song started. I ignored the songs quicker tempo and kept us at a slow, even pace. Bella leaned her head against my chest.

"Feeling better?" She teased.

"Not really," I said, a little too tersely.

"Temper," she warned, "Don't be mad at Billy," she sighed. "He just worries about me for Charlie's sake. It's nothing personal."

"I'm not mad at Billy," I corrected, my voice still clipped. "But his daughter is irritating me."

Bella pulled back to look at me.

"Julie? Why?"

"First of all, she made me break my promise."

She stared at me in confusion.

I half-smiled. "I promised I wouldn't let go of you tonight," I explained.

"Oh. Well, I forgive you."

"Thanks. But there's something else." I frowned.

Bella waited patiently.

"She called you beautiful" I finally admitted, my frown deepening. She stared at me, once again confused, I realized how childish and jealous I sounded, so I quickly added, "That's practically an insult, the way you like right now, you're much more than stunning."

Bella laughed. "You might be a little biased."

"I don't think that's it. Besides, I have excellent eyesight."

I tried to distract her by moving us into the dance along with everyone else, but I was still tense.

"You're jealous." Bella stated with dawning realization.

Her perceptiveness once again cut through my pretenses. "I told you before," I said, feeling guilty, "I'm not used to feeling that way. You should have heard what she was thinking about you."

"Oh?"

I sighed, regretting that I mentioned it. "She thought you looked absolutely beautiful, and that you're the sweetest, kindest, most perfect person she knows." I couldn't disagree with Julie Black's assessment. I smiled a little then, "She thinks I'm incredibly lucky to have you."

Bella smirked, "what do you think?"

I spun her around, holding her tightly, lowering my lips to her ear. "I think I'm the luckiest woman in the whole world."

Bella's body shivered in my arms, but she wasn't cold—it was a shiver of excitement.

"She was completely accurate with one compliment she gave you." I kissed her neck gently. "Your eyes are beautiful."

Bella blushed crimson as she pulled back to look at me, I smiled.

"So are you going to ever explain the reason for all this?" She inquired casually.

I was confused by the question, so she cast a meaningful glance at the decorations around us.

Ah. I considered how best to explain it to her. I didn't want to take away from the evening in any way, but it certainly wasn't a conversation to have in the middle of the school gym. I changed direction, spinning her through the crowd toward the back door of the gym. As we moved, she kept catching the eyes of her friends; Jeremy Stanley, dancing with that wretched Makayla Newton. he waved at Bella and she smiled back. We passed Allen Weber and I was pleased to see him dancing happily in the arms of Becca Cheney, eyes locked on one another. All her other friends in their various groups and couplings, living their simple and thoroughly human lives. Lives I wished Bella could have. Lives that didn't involve treaties and vampires.

Once we were alone outside in the cool, dim light of the fading sunset I swung her up into my arms and carried her across the dark grounds till we reached the lone bench that sat under the shadow of the madrone trees. I sat there, keeping her against my chest. The moon was already up, visible through the gossamer clouds. I watched it, troubled by my thoughts.

"The point?" She prompted softly.

I couldn't answer her yet, my eyes stayed on the cold moon.

"Twilight, again," I murmured. "Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end."

"Everything ends, eventually." She said wistfully.

I sighed. Everything. Except my kind.

"I brought you to the prom," I said slowly, gathering my thoughts, "because I don't want you to miss anything. I don't want my presence to take away anything from you, if I can help it. I want you to be human. I want your life to continue as it would have if I'd died from the influenza like I should have."

Bella shuddered at my words, and then shook her head angrily. "In what strange parallel dimension would I ever have gone to prom of my own free will? Even if I didn't have a broken leg, I would have been sitting in my bed with some ice cream and a book if you weren't here."

I tried to smile. "It wasn't so bad, you said so yourself."

"No, but it helped that I was with you."

We were quiet for a moment; I stared at the moon and Bella stared at me.

"Will you tell me something?" I asked, glancing down at her with as much of a smile as I could manage.

"Don't I always?"

"Just promise you'll tell me," I insisted, grinning.

She seemed hesitant, but she answered, "Fine."

"You seemed honestly surprised when you figured out that I was taking you here," I began.

"I was," she interjected.

"Exactly," I agreed. "But you must have had some other theory… I'm curious—what did you think I was dressing you up for?"

I already knew the answer, I prepared myself to hear her speak it out loud.

"I told you in the car," she rolled her eyes, "I have no idea with you." She ran her hand through my hair, "You tend to go for extremes though. Maybe we were going to a movie, or a fancy dinner date."

I wasn't expecting that. I was thrown by her answer. "You didn't think…" I hesitated, not wanting to put the idea in her head if it wasn't already there. "You didn't think I was going to… to change you." I practically had to spit the words out.

She stared at me for a moment, confused. "Is that normally a blue dress occasion?" She asked teasingly, touching the lapel of my dress.

I didn't understand her light-heartedness in the situation and scowled, she kissed my cheek in response. Her kiss did help to ease my frustration, some.

"If I had been planning…" I trailed off, detesting the very idea, unable to speak the words again. "If that was what I was going to do, what would you have said?"

She thought about it for a moment, "I don't know. I don't think I could leave Charlie or my mom, or my friends. After everything that happened with James I realized how important they all are to me." She paused, "But I would be lying to myself if I didn't admit that a big part of me wants to say yes."

I was afraid of that. I sighed deeply. "Are you really that willing?"

She seemed to see the pain in my eyes and was unwilling to answer. She bit her lip in lieu of a proper answer.

As enticingly distracting as that was, I couldn't ignore the implications. She was willing. "So ready for this to be the end," I murmured, more to myself than her, "for this to be the twilight of your life, though your life has barely started. You're ready to give up everything."

"It wouldn't be the end, it would be a beginning," she disagreed softly.

"I'm not worth it," I said sadly. I made no qualms about my own unworthiness, only that she would be so willing to give up something so precious for me.

"Do you remember when you told me that I didn't see myself very clearly?" She asked, raising her eyebrows. "You obviously have the same blindness."

"I know what I am." A monster, an abomination.

Bella sighed.

I didn't want to argue with her. Not tonight. I wanted this night to be special. I wanted tonight to be perfect for her. I decided to shift the mood of the situation. I examined her face carefully for a long moment.

"Would you be ready now, then?" I asked.

"Um," She gulped, her pulse quickened. "Yes?"

I smiled and inclined my head slowly until my lips brushed against her warm, soft skin just under the corner of her jaw.

"Right now?" I whispered, breathing gently on her neck. She shivered involuntarily as her heart thudded and her pulse quickened further.

"Yes," she breathed the words out. A release of control and inhibitions. She wasn't just answering my question, she was inviting me—asking me to continue, asking for more. Was she saying yes to me changing her right here and now? Or simply saying yes to my touch? I couldn't be sure. I didn't have Alice's gift; I didn't know what the future held. Bella seemed so sure of the course she was on and the decisions she was making. But I believed there was another way. The future wasn't set in stone; the tiniest decision could change our course and send us in a whole different direction. I wouldn't let Alice's visions dictate that course in any way, I would make my own future—we would make our own future.

I felt that strange electric charge surge from her body and into mine as I brushed my lips against her neck. That burning heat I felt every time I touched her, that burning heat that I craved more and more each day, with each passing second. Her head was tilted back, and her eyes were closed. Her heart was pounding against her chest now. Her heart beating was the most perfect and beautiful sound in the world—I would never grow tired of that sound.

I chuckled darkly and leaned away. Amused by her willing and inviting expression.

"You can't really believe that I would give in so easily," I teased her gently.

She smiled euphorically and shrugged.

"Do you want to become a monster so badly?" I asked with raised eyebrows.

"Not at all," she frowned. "I just want you. Forever."

Her words melted away any sadness or frustration I might have felt before. They filled me with a strange warmth from the inside—it wasn't a true warmth, of course, more of a feeling.

"Bella." I traced the shape of her velvet lips with my fingers. "I will stay with you—isn't that enough?"

She smiled under my fingertips. "Enough for now."

I frowned at that, her tenacity and stubbornness could be… frustrating. I exhaled, the sound coming out in a growl.

She touched my face. "Look," she said. "I love you more than anything in this world. That's enough."

"Yes, it is," I answered, smiling. "Enough for forever."

And I leaned down to press my lips once more to her warm throat.

ok guys thanks for reading new moon should be up tomorrow or the next day.