Bella's Edward
Each time I saw him, it was like I was meeting him for the first time again. He was so breathlessly beautiful. Every physical feature of him was angelic, godly, so stunning. And he
was such a perfect gentlemen.
He smiles at me again and again I lose my train of thought. He must have heard my heart race because his grin grows even wider. "Breathe, Bella," he reminds me. Breathe? How
did I do that again? Finally I remember. Through the mouth, let your chest rise and fall. He shakes his head at me. I'm still savoring the sound of his voice. So velvety soft, so
silky smooth. I mentally laugh; I'm comparing him to expensive cloths. He must see my smile because he asks, "What are you laughing about?" His eyes fall on mine again. I not
only forget my answer, I forget my name. "Um…." He laughs. The sound is perfect. I can't believe that I have such good luck.
He's so amazing. He's so magnificent. He's so marvelous. And he's all mine.