” Edward murmured
He sighed and then paused and turned me around to face the house. The wall of glass reflected the party
back like a long mirror. Edward pointed to the couple in the mirror directly across from us.
“Biased,” Tanya whispered incredulously., am I?”
I caught just a glimpse of Edward’s reflection—a perfect duplicate of his perfect face—with a
dark-haired beauty at his side. Her skin was cream and roses,dre beats, her eyes were huge with excitement and
framed with thick lashes. The narrow sheath of the shimmering white dress flared out subtly at the train
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motionless, at least.
Before I could blink and make the beauty turn back into me, Edward suddenly stiffened and turned
automatically in the other direction, as if someone had called his name.
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“Oh!” he said. His brow furrowed for an instant and then smoothed out just as quickly.
Suddenly, he was smiling a brilliant smile.
“What is it?” I asked.
“A surprise wedding gift.”
“Huh?”
He didn’t answer; he just started dancing again, spinning me the opposite way we’d been headed before,adidas jeremy scott,
away from the lights and then into the deep swath of night that ringed the luminous dance floor.
He didn’t pause until we reached the dark side of one of the huge cedars. Then Edward looked straight
into the blackest shadow.
“Thank you,” Edward said to the darkness. “This is very… kind of you.”
“Kind is my middle name,custom headphones,” a husky familiar voice answered from the black night. “Can i cut in?”
My hand flew up to my throat,Rise and Fall of Cesar Birotteau95, and if Edward hadn’t been holding me I would have collapsed.
“Jacob!” I choked as soon as I could breathe. “Jacob!”
“Hey there, Bells.”
I stumbled toward the sound of his voice. Edward kept his grip under my elbow until another set of
strong hands caught me in the darkness. The heat from Jacob’s skin burned right through the thin satin
dress as he pulled me
close. He made no effort to dance; he just hugged me while I buried my face in his chest. He leaned
down to press his cheek to the top of my head.
“Rosalie won’t forgive me if she doesn’t get her official turn on the dance floor,” Edward murmured, and
I knew he was leaving us, giving me a gift of his own—this moment with Jacob.
“Oh, Jacob.” I was crying now; I co