Enough commentary on my driving.

You should have seen the waitress flirting with him — it was over the top. But he didn’t pay any attention to her at all.

I tried to make my smile alluring, wondering if I was laying it on too thick. He smiled back, though, looking allured.

His voice burned with regret. I knew he wasn’t just apologizing for the words that had upset me.

I realized slowly that his words should frighten me. I waited for that fear to come, but all I could seem to feel was an ache for his pain.

It was like the first day of school all over again.

He’d said that the Cullens didn’t come here, but his tone had implied something more — that they weren’t allowed; they were prohibited.

It’s harder than it should be — keeping track of you. Usually I can find someone very easily, once I’ve heard their mind before.

He’s so… intimidating. I wouldn’t know what to say to him.

I couldn’t think of an acceptable response to that, but I filed it carefully away for future study. I tried to refocus. I wasn’t ready to let him be finished, now that he was finally explaining things.