About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was part of him — and I didn’t know how potent that part might be — that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.

Are you referring to the fact that you can’t walk across a flat, stable surface without finding something to trip over?

I do want to know what you’re thinking — everything. I just wish… that you wouldn’t be thinking some things.

It’s too easy to be myself with you.

In his rearview mirror, Edward’s eyes were on me. He was unquestionably shaking with laughter, as if he’d heard every word Tyler had said. My foot itched toward the gas pedal… one little bump wouldn’t hurt any of them, just that glossy silver paint job. I revved the engine.

Don’t laugh — but how can you come out during the daytime?

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.

The blush on your cheeks is lovely.

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.