Edward, it's not the world's job to make sure you don't overreact; it's not even your girlfriend's."
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"So it's yours then?" I tease, finally allowing myself to smile.
"This is what I get for not letting you blame it all on your mother," he answers, adding a congenial wink. "Truth is, your heart was never really into blaming Bella for any of this. Did you hear yourself attack me for even suggesting she contributed to the situation?"
"Yeah." Mr. Chivalry. Big fat lot of good it's done me. "So I assume you can teach me how not to overreact?"
"That I can."
"Okay …hit me."
He laughs out loud. "I love your eagerness."
"That's what she said."
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Twenty minutes later, I exit, armed with new homework and my third appointment. He's "fast-tracked" me, impressed with my zeal. There's nothing I want more than to improve myself and be the man that Bella needs.
A man responsible for his own emotions and his responses to them.
A man who can fully accept that his girlfriend is gorgeous and fun and younger and will always attract attention, but know that I'm the only one she desires—and that I'm enough for her.
A man who does not require his girlfriend to change herself to compensate for his own insecurities.
A/N: It's not always the mother...I knew it! Spending the weekend in HOT HOT HOT Vegas with mr. h...need I say more? ;) XXX ~BOH