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<table border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1" width="100%" class="forumline"> <tr> <th class="thCornerL" width="22%">Autor</th> <th class="thCornerR">Wiadomość</th> </tr> <tr> <td width="22%" align="left" valign="top" class="row1"><span class="name"><a name=""></a><b>yoonsica</b></span></td> <td class="row1" valign="top"><table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td width="100%"><img src="http://picsrv.fora.pl/Elveron/images/icon_minipost.gif" width="12" height="9" alt="Post" title="Post" border="0" /><span class="postdetails">Wysłany: Czw 7:11, 20 Sty 2011<span class="gen"> </span> Temat postu: " Charlie added. I tapped my foot</span></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"><hr /></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"><span class="postbody">"What's going on?" I demanded, hesitating in the doorway. <br />"Thirty seconds, please, Bella," Alice told me. "Your patience will be rewarded." <br />"Humph," Charlie added. <br />I tapped my foot, counting each beat. Before I got to thirty, Alice said, "Okay, Bella, come in!" <br />Moving with caution, I rounded the little corner into our living room. <br />"Oh," I huffed. "Aw. Dad. Don't you look—" <br />"Silly?" Charlie interrupted. <br />"I was thinking more like debonair" <br />Charlie blushed. Alice took his elbow and tugged him around into a slow spin to showcase the pale gray <br />tux. <br /> Page 14 <br /> <br /> Generatedby ABC Amber LIT Converter, /abclit.html <br />"Now cut that out, Alice. I look like an idiot." <br />"No one dressed by me ever looks like an idiot." <br />"She's right, Dad. You look fabulous! What's the occasion?" <br />Alice rolled her eyes. "It's the final check on the fit. For both of you." <br />I peeled my gaze off the unusually elegant Charlie for the first time and saw the dreaded white garment <br />bag laid carefully across the sofa. <br />"Aaah." <br />"Go to your happy place, Bella. It won't take long." <br />I sucked in a deep breath and closed my eyes. Keeping them shut, I stumbled my way up the stairs to <br />my room. I stripped down to my underwear and held my arms straight out. <br />"You'd think I was shoving bamboo splinters under your nails," Alice muttered to herself as she followed <br />me in. <br />I paid no attention to her. I was in my happy place. <br />In my happy place, the whole wedding mess was over and done. Behind me. Already repressed and <br />forgotten. <br />We were alone, just Edward and me. The setting was fuzzy and constantly in flux—it morphed from <br />misty forest to cloud-covered city to arctic night—because Edward was keeping the location of our <br />honeymoon a secret to surprise me. But I wasn't especially concerned about the where part. <br />Edward and I were together, and I'd fulfilled my side of our compromise perfectly. I'd married him. That <br />was the big one. But I'd also accepted all his outrageous gifts and was registered, however futilely, to <br />attend Dartmouth College in the fall. Now it was his turn. <br />Before he turned me into a vampire—his big compromise—he had one other stipulation to make good <br />on. <br />Edward had an obsessive sort of concern over the human things that I would be giving up, the <br />experiences he didn't want me to miss. Most of them—like the prom, for example—seemed silly to me. <br />There was only one human experience I worried about missing. Of course it would be the one he wished <br />I would forget completely. <br />Here was the thing, though. I knew a little about what I was going to be like when I wasn't human <br />anymore. I'd seen newborn vampires firsthand, and I'd heard all my family-to-be's stories about those <br />wild early days. For several years, my biggest personality trait was going to be thirsty, it would take <br />some time before I could be me again. And even when I was in control of myself, I would never feel <br />exactly the way I felt now. <br />Human... and passionately in love. <br /> Page 15 <br /> <br /> Generatedby ABC Amber LIT Converter, /abclit.html <br />I wanted the complete experience before I traded in my warm, breakable, pheromone-riddled body for <br />something beautiful, strong... and unknown. I wanted a real honeymoon with Edward. And, despite the <br />danger he feared this would put me in, he'd agreed to try. <br />I was only vaguely aware of Alice and the slip and slide of satin over my skin. I didn't care, for the <br />moment, that the whole town was talking about me. I didn't think about the spectacle I would have to <br />star in much too soon. I didn't worry about tripping on my train or giggling at the wrong moment or being <br />too young or the staring audience or even the empty seat where my best friend should be. <br />I was with Edward in my happy place. <br />2. LONG NIGHT <br />"I miss you already." <br />"I don't need to leave. I can stay___" <br />"Mmm." <br />It was quiet for a long moment, just the thud of my heart hammering, the broken rhythm of our ragged <br />breathing, and the whisper of our lips moving in synchronization. <br />Sometimes it was so easy to forget that I was kissing a vampire. Not because he seemed ordinary or <br />human—I could never for a second forget that I was holding someone more angel than man in my <br />arms—but because he made it seem like nothing at all to have his lips against my lips, my face, my throat. <br />He claimed he was long past the temptation my blood used to be for him, that the idea of losing me had <br />cured him of any desire for it. But I knew the smell of my blood still caused him pain—still burned his <br />throat like he was inhaling flames. <br />I opened my eyes and found his open, too, staring at my face. It made no sense when he looked at me <br />that way. Like I was the prize rather than the outrageously lucky winner. <br />Our gazes locked for a moment; his golden eyes were so deep that I imagined I could see all the way <br />into his soul. It seemed silly that this fact—the existence of his soul—had ever been in question, even if <br />he was a vampire. He had the most beautiful soul, more beautiful than his brilliant mind or his <br />incomparable face or his glorious body. <br />He looked back at me as if he could see my soul, too, and as if he liked what he saw. <br />He couldn't see into my mind,elegant high heeled women s shoes 2735, though, the way he saw into everyone else's. Who knew why—some <br />strange glitch in my brain that made it immune to all the extraordinary and frightening things some <br />immortals could do. (Only my mind was immune; my body was still subject to vampires with abilities that <br />worked in ways other than Edward's.) But I was seriously grateful to whatever malfunction it was that <br />kept my thoughts a secret. It was just too embarrassing to consider the alternative. <br />I pulled his face to mine again. <br />"Definitely staying," he murmured a moment later. <br />"No,latest a line halter chiffon beading evening dress, no. It's your bachelor party. You have to go." <br /> Page 16 <br /> <br /> Generatedby ABC Amber LIT Converter, /abclit.html <br />I said the words, but the fingers of my right hand locked into his bronze hair, my left pressed tighter <br />against the small of his back. His cool hands stroked my face. <br />"Bachelor parties are designed for those who are sad to see the passing of their single days. I couldn't be <br />more eager to have mine behind me. So there's really no point." <br />"True." I breathed against the winter-cold skin of his throat. <br />This was pretty close to my happy place. Charlie slept obliviously in his room, which was almost as <br />good as being alone. We were curled up on my small bed, intertwined as much as it was possible, <br />considering the thick afghan I was swathed in like a cocoon. I hated the necessity of the blanket, but it <br />sort of ruined the romance when my teeth started chattering. Charlie would notice if I turned the heat on <br />in August___ <br />At least, if / had to be bundled up, Edward's shirt was on the floor. I never got over the shock of how <br />perfect his body was—white, cool, and polished as marble. I ran my hand down his stone chest now, <br />tracing across the flat planes of his stomach, just marveling. A light shudder rippled through him,exclusive taffeta strapless ball gown beading quinceanera dresses, and his <br />mouth found mine again. Carefully, I let the tip of my tongue press against his glass-smooth lip, and he <br />sighed. His sweet breath washed—cold and delicious—over my face. <br />He started to pull away—that was his automatic response whenever he decided things had gone too far, <br />his reflex reaction whenever he most wanted to keep going. Edward had spent most of his life rejecting <br />CutTBook-分解TXT连续小说的利器 <br />IXIAOU STUDIO /ixiaou <br />相关的主题文章： <br /> <br /> <br /> /home/space.php?uid=1536&do=blog&id=37470</span></td> </tr> </table></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2" height="1" class="spaceRow"><img src="http://picsrv.fora.pl/Elveron/images/spacer.gif" alt="" width="1" height="1" /></td> </tr> </table>
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