As Long As She Wants

You've Got A Bit Of A Temper, Don't You?

Funny How It Kept Hitting Me, Like Each New Thing Was A Surprise. When Was I Going To Stop Being Surprised?

I Think Being A Teenager Is Such A Compelling Time Period In Your Life--it Gives You Some Of Your Worst Scars And Some Of Your Most Exhilarating Moments. It's A Fascinating Place; Old Enough To Feel Truly Adult, Old Enough To Make Decisions That Affect The Rest Of Your Life, Old Enough To Fall In Love, Yet, At The Same Time Too Young (in Most Cases) To Be Free To Make A Lot Of Those Decisions Without Someone Else's Approval.

Our Relationship Couldn't Continue To Balance, As It Did, On The Point Of A Knife. We Would Fall Off One Edge Or The Other, Depending Entirely Upon His Decision, Or His Instincts. My Decision Was Made, Made Before I'd Ever Consciously Chosen, And I Was Committed To Seeing It Through. Because There Was Nothing More Terrifying To Me, More Excruciating, Than The Thought Of Turning Away From Him. It Was An Impossibility.

Mike's Eyes Narrowed Shrewdly. "don't Kid Yourself, Bella. The Guy's Head Over Heels For You." "i Know," I Sighed. "life Is Complicated." "and Girls Are Cruel," Mike Said Under His Breath.