Bella: How strong will I be?
Edward: Stronger than I am.
Bella: Stronger than Emmett?
Edward: Yes. Do me a favor and challenge him to an arm-wrestling match. It would be a good experience for him.

Edward:”Besides,friends don’t let friends drive drunk.”
Bella:”Drunk?”
Edward:”You’re intoxicated by my very presence.”

Thanks to Brianna for the suggestion!

Bella: You’re kidnapping me, aren’t you?
Alice: Sorry, He paid me.
Bella: How much?
Alice: The Porsche. It’s exactly like the one I stole in Italy.

He came to rest with the side of his face pressed tenderly against my chest. Listening to my heart.

I knew at any moment it could be too much, and my life could end — so quickly that I might not even notice. And I couldn’t make myself be afraid. I couldn’t think of anything, except that he was touching me.

He grinned his crooked smile at me, stopping my breath and my heart. I couldn’t imagine how an angel could be any more glorious. There was nothing about him that could be improved upon.

I tried to remember how to exhale. I had to look away before it came back to me.

My primary motivation behind buying a car, despite the scarcity of my funds, was that I refused to be driven around town in a car with red and blue lights on top. Nothing slows down traffic like a cop.

Stupid, shiny Volvo owner.

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You already know how I feel, of course. I’m here… which, roughly translated, means I would rather die than stay away from you.