I looked up into his beautiful eyes and once again found myself lost into an
ocean of green. As I was dazzled, I forgot all my earlier worries. He slowly bent his head until our lips were only centimeters apart. He chuckled his velvety laugh as he
noticed I was holding my breathe.
"Bella, I love you."
Then, closing the distance between us, his lips were on mine, kissing my gently and with lots of love. My hands automatically lifted and tangled themselves into his
messy bronze hair. His tongue licked my bottom lip, and I immediately granted him access into my mouth. Our tongues began entwining themselves against each
other. His large hands gently took hold of my small ones, and he kissed them, caressing them with his lips. Every time he did that, I felt dizzy and my knees turned into
jelly. What did I do to deserve such a gentleman like him? But as much as I loved him and knew he would never hurt or leave me, I couldn't stop having the foreboding
feeling that something was going to go wrong. Very wrong --and soon.
"I love you, Edward."