If only I owned Twilight…sadly, I don't.

Content.

I'm shaking, unsure of myself and what I'm about to say. The lump in my throat is growing bigger and bigger with each second that passes. I nervously twist my fingers together, squeezing them till it hurts. I can't look up – deep brown eyes are watching me, waiting for whatever big thing I have to share. I can sense his nervousness as well – he's nervous because I'm nervous.

"Just spit it out!" he says. "Please," he adds softly.

"Quil – I think I'm in love with you." There I said it – I wait for the relief to wash over me. However, saying it only makes me more nervous, and my eyes stay focused on the patterned tile of the kitchen. I can't bear to look up – what if he doesn't feel the same way?

Steady fingers lift my chin, and soon his eyes are directly in front of mine. Instead of holding dislike and mockery, they are bright and warm. "Do you mean that?" he asks quietly.

I nod, not trusting my voice. My lips turn up into a smile that mimics the grin that jumps onto his face. All of the sudden his lips are pressed against mine, creating warmth that doesn't originate from his normal 109-degree temperature. I wrap my arms around his neck as his go around my waist, pulling him into a hug as he releases my lips.

His arms hold me close, and in a second we've moved from the kitchen to the living room. He settles onto the couch, and I curl up against him. We've sat like this hundreds of times before – but no occasion has been as special as this one. We're content just to sit and be together, because it feels like the most natural and yet the most extraordinary thing in the world.

His body heat feels wonderful against my always-chilly body, and I waste no time in melting into his warmth. My head is resting against his chest, my eyes closed as I listen to his thudding heartbeat. His whisper comes softly into my ear, making my lips smile and my heart flutter.

"I love you, Claire, more than anything."

I find his hands with my own, weaving our fingers together. "I love you back," is my reply. His lips touch my hair, and I settle further into his arms, content to stay this way forever.

I haven't written anything in a long time….let me know what you think :D