My mouth was suddenly dry, and it wasn't sex. My voice sounded calm, but better than that, I was calm. What is wrong?' he asked, and leaned over me, touching my face. That would be terribly superstitious of me.
The power poured upward in a spill of heat along my skin. So he thought what? That one night with me would change your religion? Make you swear off the monsters? He was staring at me now, studying my face. When Edward figured out I wasn't going to do anything else, he lowered his arm and stared at me. I thought you were already pissed off about Donna.
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