Disclaimer – It's not mine. What a shame.
A/N – This is a different POV of the scene that takes place in Twilight on page 148 of the soft cover version. Enjoy! Review!
She lay so still on the faded quilt that she could almost have been a statue – except for the gentle rise and fall of her chest. The sun fell upon her mostly bare arms, caressing them, but not even coming close to marring the creamy alabaster tone. A light breeze blew now and then, ruffling the long hair that was fanned out behind her; each time I abruptly held my breath until her scent was blown away. It would not do for me to lose control and take her life on the Chief's lawn. It would not do at all.