"It's a bad time, Edward."
"Please, Joe. Let me at least talk to her, okay?"
"You can come inside," said Grandma Joe.
"I will be in the kitchen if you need me, Isabella." She glanced at me before she disappeared into the kitchen.
"What are you doing here?" I could feel that horrible burning feeling on my face.
"I know I said I would see you tonight, but I wanted to see you sooner."
"Why?" I backed away from him. I wanted nothing to do with a man like him.
"You should really be careful how you talk to me, Isabella." I shook my head.
"I'm actually here to give you this," he said, handing me a folder.
"What is this?" I asked.
"You have to obey the rules of my town," said Mayor Cullen.
"No, I won't sign those papers."
"You sound like you have a choice, girl."
"You always have a choice," I said.
"Not this time." I could feel his warm breath on my cheek.
"I won't do it, I'm sorry."
"Do you really think I care about your opinion?" I shook my head. No, I knew that he didn't care about me. At all. He groaned and pushed himself back against the door, his face emotionless. He then took a step towards me reaching out to my lips, then caught himself and stopped.
"What are you doing?" My voice was low and I couldn't breathe. I felt his sweet lips open against my palm, soft and warm, and then he kissed it.
"You will do as I say, Isabella. Be ready at 7," he said, letting go of me. He stared at me for a good minute before slamming the door shut behind him.