Bella Swan felt as if she were floating.
Heat was underneath her body and the air from the sky was above it. Her eyes were closed.
That was all she was able to feel.
Then, all of a sudden, tiny little wet spots appeared on her upper biceps and trailed all the way down her hands. She had no clue what could be making these things happen but she felt them continue as if they were meant to be there on her body naturally.
The weight on either side of Bella's body shifted back and forth in a rocking motion going from side to side evenly and steadily. She had no idea what could be causing this motion but she let it happen as it would because she did in fact enjoy the way it felt to be rocked as if in a hammock on a warm, sunlight covered beach as the island breezes blew her brown chestnut hair in and away from her face.
She was on a ride and then it all stopped.