Sometimes The Best Hiding Place

Saving Her Life Was The One Acceptable Thing I'd Done Since I Met Her. The One Thing That I Was Not Ashamed Of. The One And Only Thing That Made Me Glad I Existed At All. I'd Been Fighting To Keep Her Alive Since The First Moment I'd Caught Her Scent.

...the Way A Man Might Hesitate Before He Kissed A Woman, To Gauge Her Reaction, To See How He Would Be Received. Perhaps He Would Hesitate To Prolong The Moment, That Ideal Moment Of Anticipation, Sometimes Better Than Kiss Itself.

Sometimes I Think You Like Me Better As A Wolf." "sometimes I Do. It Probably Has Something To Do With The Way You Can't Talk.

I Wondered To Myself Why No One Else Had Seen Him Standing So Far Away, Before He Was Suddenly, Impossibly Saving My Life. With Chagrin, I Realized The Probable Cause - No One Else Was As Aware Of Edward As I Always Was. No One Else Watched Him The Way I Did. How Pitiful.

That’s Edward. He’s Gorgeous, Of Course, But Don’t Waste Your Time. He Doesn’t Date. Apparently None Of The Girls Here Are Good-looking Enough For Him.