As I rushed through the trees so fast they blurred into green and black streaks, I felt something I I had never felt before. I wanted to yank Bella off my back and touch her, anywhere and everywhere. I tried to shake the feeling. But it wasn't happening, it just got stronger and stronger. I suppose having her clinging to me so tight wasn't helping, but I wasn't about to do anything to rectify that problem.
Then we were at the truck. A part of me was unhappy that she no longer had a reason to cling to me. But another part was glad at any second I could reach out and... no, I wouldn't go there. I wouldn't hurt Bella, no I wouldn't hurt my Bella. Because that was what she was now, mine. The thought renewed the feeling in me, and this time I acted on it. I leaned down in front of her, held her fragile face softly in my strong hands and took a deep breath that wasn't really neccesary. Then I closed the small gap between our faces, slowly pressing my lips against hers, loving the warmth that I found there. All too soon my thirst was trying to overtake me. She had pressed her body hard against mine. I immediatly pulled away, but the feeling wouldn't let me totally let go of her. Then, as fast as it had came, the thirst was gone. A small voice in the back of my mind was saying this is wrong. But another voice blared in. Saying hey! you are a vampire, your supposed to be bad. I smiled and reached for Bella's hand. Yeah, I could be bad, just this once.
