***Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Or any of the characters. Apparently, I'm not cool enough….damn.***
I followed him into his room, the fear increasing inside of me with each new step. It was a fear that I have never felt before. An irrational fear; a fear that I know I shouldn't have, but, I did just the same.
He sat down on his bed and gestured for me to sit beside him. I did, like good manners would dictate. I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked intensely into his eyes. He looked back. I noticed a hunger in his eyes. A hunger I knew that he, unlike me with my fear, had experienced before. I reached his hand into the back of my hair and grabbed. I let out frightened, delightful whimper. He looked into my eyes, and kissed me lightly on the lips.
"I love you" he said.
I sat there speechless. He leaned into my and pressed his lips against my throat.
"I love you too" I half whispered, half cried, terrified for my life.
The vampire I had come to know and love was so close to what his heart desired and the only thing that was stopping him was the thin layer of human flesh concealing my jugular.
Emmett Cullen desired my blood; more than anything else in this world. And I was absolutely mortified that this time, alone in his house, in his bedroom, would be the time that he got the taste of it.