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  have to pretend for me.”
  his smile atient. ”i'm ending.”
  i pushed the remains of my cereal arouhe bowl, biting my
  lip.
  ”are you going to tell charlie i'm your boyfriend or not?” he demanded.
  ”is that what you are?” i suppressed my internal g at the thought
  of edward ahe word boy friend all i the
  same time.
  ”it's a loose iion of the word 'boy,' i'll admit.”
  ”i was uhe impression that you were somethiually,” i
  fessed, lookiable.
  ”well, i don't ko give him all the gory details.” he
  reached across the table to lift my with a tle fi
  he will ion for why i'm around here so mu't
  want gettirai on me.”
  ”will you be?” i asked, suddenly anxious. ”will you really be here?”
  ”as long as you want me,” he assured me.
  ”i'll always want you,” i warned him. ”forever.”
  he walked slowly arouable, and, pausi away, he
  reached out to tougertips to my cheek. his expression was
  unfathomable.
  ”does that make you sad?” i asked.
  he didn't aared into my eyes for an immeasurable period of
  time.
  ”are you finished?” he finally asked.
  i jumped up. ”yes.”
  ”get dressed — i'll wait here.”
  it was hard to decide what to wear. i doubted there were ae
  books detailing how to dress when your vampire sweetheart takes you home
  to meet his vampire family. it was a relief to thio myself.
  i knew i shied away from it iionally.
  i ended up in my , khaki-colored, still casual. i put on
  the dark blue blouse he'd onented. a qui the mirror
  told me my hair was entirely impossible, so i pulled it bato a pony
  tail.
  ”okay.” i bouhe stairs. ”i'm det.”
  he was waiti of the stairs, closer than i'd thought, and i
  bht into him. he steadied me, holding me a careful distance
  away for a few seds before suddenly pulling me closer.
  ”wrong again,” he murmured in my ear. ”you are utterly i — no one
  should look so tempting, it's not fair.”
  ”tempting how?” i asked. ”i ge…”
  he sighed, shaking his head. ”you are so absurd.” he pressed his cool
  lips deliy forehead, and the room spun. the smell of his
  breath made it impossible to think.
  ”shall i explain hoti was clearly a
  rhetorical question. his firaced slowly down my spine, his breath
  ore quist my skin. my hands were limp o, and
  i felt lightheaded agaied his head slowly and touched his cool
  lips to miime, very carefully, partily.
  and then i collapsed.
  ”bella?” his voice was alarmed as he caught me and held me up.
  ”you… made… me… faint,” i accused him dizzily.
  ”what am i going to do with you?” he groaioerday
  i kiss you, and you attack me! today you pass out on me!”
  i laughed weakly, letting his arms support me while my head spun.
  ”so,” he sighed.
  ”that's the problem.” i was still dizzy. ”yood. far, far too
  good.”
  ”do you feel sick?” he asked; he'd seehis before.
  ”no — that wasn't the same kind of fainting at all. i don't know what
  happened.” i shook my head apologeticallv, ”i think i fot to breathe.”
  ”i 't take you ahis.”
  ”i'm fine,” i insisted. ”your family is going to think i'm insane anyway,
  what's the difference?”
  he measured my expression for a moment. ”i'm very partial to that color
  with your skin,” he offered uedly. i flushed with pleasure, and
  looked away.
  ”look, i'm trying really hard not