"Bella deserves a strapping, young, hip guy who can recognize more than two songs on her iPod."


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Dr. Banner allows my ugly truth to explode in the air around us. I notice I'm breathing heavily and the fingers of my left hand are tightly clenched around my knee.

"Is that really what you feel is important to Bella? Has she ever given you any indication those are the qualities she values in a man?"

"Of course not. Isn't it understood?"

"Edward," he sighs, sinking back into his seat, "I gotta tell ya. Almost every person who sits on that couch, at one point or another, thinks he can read minds. In my experience, very few actually can."

-o-

"Unless you're claiming to be a mind-reader, let's stick with the physical evidence—what she says, how she responds to you—and leave the telepathy to the psychic hot lines. Deal?"

The wind leaves my sails in one enormous rush. "Fine."

"You told me yesterday that your sex life was satisfying."

Cue mad blush. "Yes."

"Based on the evidence," he says slowly and clearly, "do you believe she felt the same?"

Now I know why I waited ten days to subject myself to this.

"You're asking me if I made my girl come?"

"If that's your definition of satisfying, yes."

-o-

"Yes."

"Yes, that's your definition, or yes, she seemed satisfied?"

"The latter. I mean, both, but there's so much more than just that."

"I wholeheartedly agree," he says, smiling warmly. "That 'more' you speak of, you gave her that, too?"

My head fills with Bella's happy giggles, her ever-present smile, her sexy, playful teasing. Tender touches in bed, in my shower, at her salon. Wild, growly, passionate sex in the Rumpus Room, the Quiet Room, my living room, the godforsaken dance floor.

"We gave that to each other." My voice cracks on the past tense verb, acknowledging what I've lost.


A/N: Aw, JEEZ! Wild, growly PASSION! What more could a girl want? Happy Fourth of July!

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