Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight; It belongs to the one and only Stephenie Meyer. That's not me.
I stared hungrily into his eyes, and his expression matched mine. His breath-taking half smile lit up his features. His skin glittered like a million diamonds were glued to his skin. I lightly pressed my fingers to his cheek, and he closed his eyes. I smiled, content.
A fire could have engulfed us, and I wouldn't notice. His face was the only thing I could see, the only thing I wanted to see. I wasn't sure if he felt that way, but something in his expression was telling me yes. He does feel that way. There was nothing that could make me happier than being in his arms. I inched my face foward slightly, and he responded. Our foreheads touched, then our noses. But nothing else. I kept my eyes on him, and he kept his eyes on me.
In this moment, I knew that I had changed. Any hope I had of loving someone else was gone.
But that was okay.
I was whole.
I had him.
A/N: This is my first serious fanfiction, so please keep reading and give it a chance!
I'll give you cookies! They're free, and they come with a picture of Edward yes, he does show up :o
