Why Does Ian Think I Have To

Momma, You're Special," Renesmee Told Me Without Any Surprise, Like She Was Commenting On The Color Of My Clothes.

Edward Helped, Making Faces Every So Often At The Raw Ingredients-human Food Was Mildly Repulsive To Him.

Here's To Responsibility," He Toasted. "twice A Week." "and Recklessness Every Day In Between," I Emphasized. He Grinned And Touched His Can To Mine.

His Gold Eyes Grew Very Soft. “you Said You Loved Me.” “you Knew That Already,” I Reminded Him, Ducking My Head. “it Was Nice To Hear, Just The Same.” I Hid My Face Against His Shoulder. “i Love You,” I Whispered. “you Are My Life Now,” He Answered Simply. There Was Nothing More To Say For The Moment. He Rocked Us Back And Forth As The Room Grew Lighter.

Jasper Chuckled, Shaking His Head. " You Truly Are One Frightening Little Monster.