You Know I Love You Right?” “i

His Gold Eyes Grew Very Soft. “you Said You Loved Me.” “you Knew That Already,” I Reminded Him, Ducking My Head. “it Was Nice To Hear, Just The Same.” I Hid My Face Against His Shoulder. “i Love You,” I Whispered. “you Are My Life Now,” He Answered Simply. There Was Nothing More To Say For The Moment. He Rocked Us Back And Forth As The Room Grew Lighter.

Isn't It Supposed To Be Like This?" He Smiled. "the Glory Of First Love, And All That. It's Incredible, Isn't It, The Difference Between Reading About Something, Seeing It In The Pictures, And Experiencing It?" "very Different," I Agreed. "more Forceful Than I'd Imagined.

But Never In The Four Hundred Years Now Since I Was Born, Have I Ever Seen Anything To Make Me Doubt Whether God Exists In Some Form Or The Other. Not Even The Reflection In The Mirror.

As Far As Expense, I Think If 'twilight' Does Well Enough, Then We Should Be Able To Do The Big Expensive Stuff For The Sequels. I Mean, We Have To Have Werewolves, There's No Way Around It. They Have To Be There.

Believe Me, I Wanted To Say. I've Tried. Oh, And Also, I'm Wretchedly In Love With You. Keep It Light.