"I sparkle, Mommy," I said enthusiastically. A stunning vampire scooped me up, mirroring my glittering skin with her own.
She gave me butterfly kisses. "I know you do, Renesmee. That's only one of the things that make you special. You are unique, my baby."
I leaped out of her grasp and ran over to Jacob. Lightly, I pressed my palm on his bicep. Look. He saw my dazzling self and hugged me. "Nessie, your mom's right. You are precious in every way." I leaned against his chest.
Daddy was at Jacob's side in an instant. He let out a half-hearted growl. "I hope you recall what we talked about."
"Sorry," muttered Jacob sheepishly, "but she does sparkle. Bella gives the best definition—your daughter 'dazzles' me."
My daddy couldn't come up with an appropriate response.