Edward: Bella, Please Stop Taking Your Clothes

She Is Mine.' Edward’s Low Voice Was Suddenly Dark, Not As Composed As Before. 'i Didn’t Say I Would Fight Fair.

Good Luck Tended To Avoid Me.

I Told You I Didn't Want To Fight With Charlie." "nobody Said That You Had To." I Glowered At Him. "i Can't Help Myself When He Gets All Bossy Like That―my Natural Teenage Instincts Overpower Me.

And The Smile I'd Been Waiting For Stretched Across His Face Like The Sun Breaking Free Of The Clouds.

I Was In Disbelief That I’d Just Explained My Dreary Life To This Bizarre, Beautiful Boy Who May Or May Not Despise Me. Bella Swan