I continued, “It’s so easy to think dark thoughts, when the world is asleep and the sky is black as ink. Then you entered my life and everything changed. So, yeah, I may have to reevaluate my opinion on twilight.â€?

She stood up suddenly, stretching her slender limbs up to the rising moon. “Well, I like it.â€? She looked down at her arms, a curious expression on her face.

“What are you thinking of now, Bella? You’ve got a question written on your face.â€?

“I wonder what I’m going to look like in the sunlight.â€?

“Only one way to find out – let’s go home and look at tomorrow’s weather forecast. Better yet – let’s go ask Alice. I’m sure she can tell us if there’s a good chance of sun.â€?

Bella laughed, the sound of it like a tinkling bell. She leaned down and offered her hand to help me up. “Good idea. Let’s go home.â€?

Home. That was the first time I’d ever heard her refer to my home as hers, too. It suddenly became the most beautiful word in the world to me.

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