She was confused about her own reaction. 'What are you afraid of, girl? Haven't you dreamt of this for weeks on end?' she scolded herself, willing her body to quit its panicking.
"What are you scared of?" Edward asked, mirroring her thoughts again. 'Don't think I haven't caught you staring longingly at me all these past few weeks.
'You want me, don't you, Red?' he thought but decided against saying. He had had his fair share of women in his young life but never one quite like Amy.
He could sense some vulnerability in her, but something told him he would be absolutely mistaken to think of her as fragile.
She possessed a calm strength that was unforced. In fact, looking at her, he could almost be certain that she herself was unaware of the effect she had on people, especially him.
And that was the most amazing kind of strength that was raw natural energy. This thing that she was, drew him to her irresistibly.
