I watch as she talks and laughs with friends, her face alight with happiness and I feel my cold marble body warming up with a strangely familiar emotion. Love.
I can't keep a smile from spreading across my lips as I watch her eyes slide over to me, she must have felt my stare. She smiles widely obviously happy to be the sole focus of my attention. Heh, I'm caught. Emmett coughs loudly and my attention is drawn toward my siblings their eyes are on me and I wonder why I didn't notice their intrusive thoughts earlier.
Having fun? Emmett teases his eyes mischievous. Alice is disgruntled. She's MY best friend. I cough to cover a laugh. But she sees past the act and glares at me. Rosalie is indifferent. And Jasper is staring at me, observing.
A hole is starting to burn into the back of my head and Mike Newton's 'voice' filters into my thoughts. What is she staring at? He wonders mournfully watching her as her eyes wonder my way. He's not that interesting. His pouting, sad that she's paying him zero attention.
I roll my eyes while I stand and walk over to her, smiling softly while bending down and pressing a soft, cold kiss to her forehead. She chuckles lightly; a beautifully musical ring in my ears. She reaches up towards me and pulls me down; I allow the motion as I take my seat next to her.
Her arms wrap around my neck and she presses a soft kiss to my lips. I press back lightly before I detaching myself and nuzzle briefly in her hair. The sweet smell of lavender invades my senses.
Pulling back I smile at her. A crooked smile, her favorite. I lean forward my lips gliding over her earlobe as I whisper her name. "Angela."
