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Chapter 4
"Myself,obviously."Heenunciatedeverysyllable,asifheweretalkingtosomeonementallyhandicapped.
Iwasstillstunned."Why?"
"Well,IwasplanningtogotoSeattleinthenextfewweeks,and,tobehonest,I’mnotsureifyourtruckcanmakeit."
"Mytruckworksjustfine,thankyouverymuchforyourconcern."Istartedtowalkagain,butIwastoosurprisedtomaintainthesamelevelofanger.
"Butcanyourtruckmakeitthereononetankofgas?"Hematchedmypaceagain.
"Idon’tseehowthatisanyofyourbusiness."Stupid,shinyVolvoowner.
"Thewastingoffiniteresourcesiseveryone’sbusiness."
"Honestly,Edward."IfeltathrillgothroughmeasIsaidhisname,andIhatedit."Ican’tkeepupwithyou.Ithoughtyoudidn’twanttobemyfriend."
"Isaiditwouldbebetterifweweren’tfriends,notthatIdidn’twanttobe."
"Oh,thanks,nowthat’sallclearedup."Heavysarcasm.IrealizedIhadstoppedwalkingagain.Wewereundertheshelterofthecafeteriaroofnow,soIcouldmoreeasilylookathisface.Whichcertainlydidn’thelpmyclarityofthought.
"Itwouldbemore...prudentforyounottobemyfriend,"heexplained."ButI’mtiredoftryingtostayawayfromyou,Bella."
Hiseyesweregloriouslyintenseasheutteredthatlastsentence,hisvoicesmoldering.Icouldn’trememberhowtobreathe.
"WillyougowithmetoSeattle?"heasked,stillintense.
Icouldn’tspeakyet,soIjustnodded.
Hesmiledbriefly,andthenhisfacebecameserious.
"Youreallyshouldstayawayfromme,"hewarned
