Preface JPOV

She was staring at me again a blush creeping to her face, if only she knew what I wanted to tell her. I sighed quietly, the things I wanted to do to her… Edward cringed as I thought about her like that. It didn't matter anyway, I told myself it was all just lust, but it wasn't I loved her with every fibre of my being and although I could feel she loved me too, she had no idea what I was, if she did however, and she still felt this love for me, I would bite her straight away, that is if she wanted to be changed. A sudden gasp filled the room and I knew that voiced it was the voice of the Angel I wish I had, my Bella, she would always be my Bella because I think of her as mine, in my own sick fantasies where she wanted me, and loved me as much as I did her, but that was only my dreams, what I wanted. My southern upbringing stopped me from going to her right now and telling her how I felt, without her knowing everything about me. Feeling of overly love and confusion were over taking her, as she walked to our table.

"I know what you are" she hissed. I thought of one word at that time. Yay.