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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: expecting sleep to take me. But</span></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"><hr /></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"><span class="postbody">any kind of physical gratification. I knew it was terrifying to him trying to change those habits now. <br />"Wait," I said, gripping his shoulders and hugging myself close to him. I kicked one leg free and wrapped <br />it around his waist. "Practice makes perfect." <br />He chuckled. "Well, we should be fairly close to perfection by this point, then, shouldn't we? Have you <br />slept at all in the last month?" <br />"But this is the dress rehearsal," I reminded him, "and we've only practiced certain scenes. It's no time <br />for playing safe." <br />I thought he would laugh, but he didn't answer, and his body was motionless with sudden stress. The <br />gold in his eyes seemed to harden from a liquid to a solid. <br />I thought over my words, realized what he would have heard in them. <br />"Bella...," he whispered. <br />"Don't start this again," I said. "A deal's a deal." <br />"I don't know. It's too hard to concentrate when you're with me like this. I—I can't think straight. I won't <br />be able to control myself. You'll get hurt." <br />"I'll be fine." <br />"Bella . .." <br />"Shh!" I pressed my lips to his to stop his panic attack. I'd heard it before. He wasn't getting out of this <br />deal. Not after insisting I marry him first. <br /> Page 17 <br /> <br /> Generatedby ABC Amber LIT Converter, /abclit.html <br />He kissed me back for a moment, but I could tell he wasn't as into it as before. Worrying, always <br />worrying. How different it would be when he didn't need to worry about me anymore. What would he do <br />with all his free time? He'd have to get a new hobby. <br />"How are your feet?" he asked. <br />Knowing he didn't mean that literally, I answered, Toasty warm." <br />"Really? No second thoughts? It's not too late to change your mind." <br />"Are you trying to ditch me?" <br />He chuckled. "Just making sure. I don't want you to do anything you're not sure about." <br />"I'm sure about you. The rest I can live through." <br />He hesitated, and I wondered if I'd put my foot in my mouth again. <br />"Can you?" he asked quietly. "I don't mean the wedding—which I am positive you will survive despite <br />your qualms—but afterward... what about Renee,taffeta designer a line wedding dresses 3031, what about Charlie?" <br />I sighed. "I'll miss them." Worse, that they would miss me, but I didn't want to give him any fuel. <br />"Angela and Ben and Jessica and Mike." <br />"I'll miss my friends, too." I smiled in the darkness. "Especially Mike. Oh, Mike! How will I go on?" <br />He growled. <br />I laughed but then was serious. "Edward, we've been through this and through this. I know it will be <br />hard, but this is what I want. I want you, and I want you forever. One lifetime is simply not enough for <br />me." <br />"Frozen forever at eighteen," he whispered. <br />"Every woman's dream come true," I teased. <br />"Never changing... never moving forward." <br />"What does that mean?" <br />He answered slowly. "Do you remember when we told Charlie we were getting married? And he <br />thought you were... pregnant?" <br />"And he thought about shooting you," I guessed with a laugh. "Admit it—for one second, he honestly <br />considered it." <br />He didn't answer. <br />"What, Edward?" <br /> Page 18 <br /> <br /> Generatedby ABC Amber LIT Converter, /abclit.html <br />"I just wish... well, I wish that he'd been right." <br />"Gah," I gasped. <br />"More that there was some way he could have been. That we had that kind of potential. I hate taking <br />that away from you,top quality satin mid heels webges sa 0418, too." <br />It took me a minute. "I know what I'm doinq." <br />"How could you know that, Bella? Look at my mother, look at my sister. It's not as easy a sacrifice as <br />youimagine." <br />"Esme and Rosalie get by just fine. If it's a problem later, we can do what Esme did—we'll adopt." <br />He sighed, and then his voice was fierce. "It's not right\ I don't want you to have to make sacrifices for <br />me. I want to give you things, not take things away from you. I don't want to steal your future. If I were <br />human—" <br />I put my hand over his lips. "You are my future. Now stop. No moping, or I'm calling your brothers to <br />come and get you. Maybe you need a bachelor party." <br />"I'm sorry. I am moping, aren't I? Must be the nerves." <br />"Are your feet cold?" <br />"Not in that sense. I've been waiting a century to marry you, Miss Swan. The wedding ceremony is the <br />one thing I can't wait—" He broke off mid-thought. "Oh, for the love of all that's holy!" <br />"What's wrong?" <br />He gritted his teeth. "You don't have to call my brothers. Apparently Emmett and Jasper are not going to <br />let me bow out tonight." <br />I clutched him closer for one second and then released him. I didn't have a prayer of winning a <br />tug-of-war with Emmett. "Have fun." <br />There was a squeal against the window—someone deliberately scraping their steel nails across the glass <br />to make a horrible, cover-your-ears, goose-bumps-down-your-spine noise. I shuddered. <br />"If you don't send Edward out," Emmett—still invisible in the night—hissed menacingly, "we're coming in <br />after him!" <br />"Go," I laughed. "Before they break my house." <br />Edward rolled his eyes, but he got to his feet in one fluid movement and had his shirt back on in another. <br />He leaned down and kissed my forehead. <br />"Get to sleep. You've got a big day tomorrow." <br />"Thanks! That's sure to help me wind down." <br /> Page 19 <br /> <br /> Generatedby ABC Amber LIT Converter, /abclit.html <br />"I'll meet you at the altar." <br />"HI be the one in white." I smiled at how perfectly blase I sounded. <br />He chuckled, said, "Very convincing," and then suddenly sank into a crouch, his muscles coiled like a <br />spring. He vanished—launching himself out my window too swiftly for my eyes to follow. <br />Outside, there was a muted thud, and I heard Emmett curse. <br />"You'd better not make him late," I murmured, knowing they could hear. <br />And then Jaspers face was peering in my window, his honey hair silver in the weak moonlight that <br />worked through the clouds. <br />"Don't worry, Bella. We'll get him home in plenty of time." <br />I was suddenly very calm, and my qualms all seemed unimportant. Jasper was, in his own way, just as <br />talented <br />as Alice with her uncannily accurate predictions. Jasper's medium was moods rather than the future, and <br />it was impossible to resist feeling the way he wanted you to feel. <br />I sat up awkwardly, still tangled in my blanket. "Jasper? What do vampires do for bachelor parties? <br />You're not taking him to a strip club, are you?" <br />"Don't tell her anything!" Emmett growled from below. 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