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  charlie let out a low whistle.
  ”wear your seat belts,” he choked out.
  edward followed me around to my side ahe ded the
  dista ao jump for it. he sighed, and then
  lifted me in with one hand. i hoped charlie didn't notice.
  as he went around to the driver's side, at a normal, humaried
  to put o. but there were too many buckles.
  ”what's all this?” i asked whehe door.
  ”it's an harness.”
  ”uh-oh.”
  i tried to fi places for all the buckles to fit, but it
  wasn't going too quickly. he sighed again ao help me. i
  was glad that the rain was too heavy to see charlie the porch.
  that meant he 't see how edward's ha my neck,
  brushed along my es. i gave up trying to help him and fo
  ing.
  edward turhe eo life. we pulled away from
  the house.
  ”this is a… um… big jeep you have.”
  ”it's emmett's. i didn't think you'd want to run the whole way.”
  ”where do you keep this thing?”
  ”we remodeled obuildings inte.”
  ”aren't you going to put o?”
  he threw me a disbelieving look.
  thehing sunk in.
  ”run the whole way? as in, we're still going to run part of the way?” my
  voice edged up a few octaves.
  he grily. ”yoing to run.”
  ”i'm going to be sick.”
  ”keep your eyes closed, you'll be fine.”
  i bit my lip, fighting the panic.
  he leao kiss the top of my head, and then groaned. i looked at
  him, puzzled.
  ”you smell so good in the rain,” he explained.
  ”in a good way, or in a bad way?” i asked cautiously.
  he sighed. ”both, always both.”
  i don't know how he found his way in the gloom and downpour, but he
  somehow fouhat was less of a road and more of a mountain
  path. f while versation ossible, because i was
  bound dow like a jackhammer. he seemed to enjoy
  the ride, though, smilihe whole way.
  ao the ehe trees freen walls on
  three sides of the jeep. the rain was a mere drizzle, slowing every
  sed, the sky brighter through the clouds.
  ”sorry, bella, we have to go on foot from here.”
  ”you know what? i'll just wait here.”
  ”ee? you were extraordinary this m.”
  ”i haven't fotteime yet.” could it have been only
  yesterday?
  he was around to my side of the a blur. he started unbug me.
  ”i'll get those, you go on ahead,” i protested.
  ”hmmm…” he mused as he quiished. ”it seems i'm goio
  tamper with your memory.”
  before i could react, he pulled me from the jeep a on the
  ground. it was barely misting now; alice was goi.
  ”tamper with my memory?” i asked nervously.
  ”somethi.” he was watg me ily, carefully, but there
  was humor deep in his eyes. he placed his hands against the jeep on
  either side of my head and leaned forward, f me to press back
  against the door. he leaned in even closer, his faine. i
  had no room to escape.
  ”hed, and just his smell disturbed my thought processes,
  ”what exactly are y about?”
  ”well, um, hitting a tree —” i gulped ”— and dying. aing
  sick.”
  he fought back a smile. the his head down and touched his cold
  lips softly to the hollow at the base of my throat.
  ”are you still worried now?” he murmured against my skin.
  ”yes.” i struggled to trate. ”about hittiting sick.”
  his nose dre the skin of my throat to the point of my .
  his cold breath tickled my skin.
  ”and now?” his lips whispered against my jaw.