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           "Getdressed-I’llwaithere."

           Itwashardtodecidewhattowear.Idoubtedtherewereanyetiquettebooksdetailinghowtodresswhenyourvampiresweethearttakesyouhometomeethisvampirefamily.Itwasarelieftothinkthewordtomyself.IknewIshiedawayfromitintentionally.

           Iendedupinmyonlyskirt-long,khaki-colored,stillcasual.Iputonthedarkblueblousehe’doncecomplimented.Aquickglanceinthemirrortoldmemyhairwasentirelyimpossible,soIpulleditbackintoaponytail.

           "Okay."Ibounceddownthestairs."I’mdecent."

           Hewaswaitingatthefootofthestairs,closerthanI’dthought,andIboundedrightintohim.Hesteadiedme,holdingmeacarefuldistanceawayforafewsecondsbeforesuddenlypullingmecloser.

           "Wrongagain,"hemurmuredinmyear."Youareutterlyindecent-nooneshouldlooksotempting,it’snotfair."

           "Temptinghow?"Iasked."Icanchange..."

           Hesighed,shakinghishead."Youaresoabsurd."Hepressedhiscoollipsdelicatelytomyforehead,andtheroomspun.Thesmellofhisbreathmadeitimpossibletothink.

           "ShallIexplainhowyouaretemptingme?"hesaid.Itwasclearlyarhetoricalquestion.Hisfingerstracedslowlydownmyspine,hisbreathcomingmorequicklyagainstmyskin.Myhandswerelimponhischest,andIfeltlightheadedagain.Hetiltedhisheadslowlyandtouchedhiscoollipstomineforthesecondtime,verycarefully,partingthemslightly.

           AndthenIcollapsed.

           "Bella?"Hisvoicewasalarmedashecaughtmeandheldmeup.

           "You...made...me...