Some things are meant to be gone FOREVER.

I do not care about you anymore, but that is only when I am around people. The fact is I hide my emotions very well.

And when I kiss you, I swear I can taste the next sixty years of my life on your lips.

Let the whole world knock. I'm not opening that door.

Edward chuckled into her mouth.
“Like that, do you?” he murmured. “So do I.”

Edward kissed her for the first time in months without that hazy veil between them. And this kiss was so different, so pure and undiluted, that it jolted through him like a bolt of lightning. Arrowing through his chest and heart and straight to his groin. Suddenly, Edward wanted her. All of her, desperately, right now. He didn’t want to comfort, or be comforted. He wanted to possess.