*by Stephenie Meyer*
TWILIGHT - chapter 11 - COMPLICATIONS
"Good morning." His voice was silky. "How are bạn today?" His eyes roamed over my face, as if his câu hỏi was something thêm than simple courtesy.
"Good, thank you." I was always good - much thêm than good - when I was near him.
His gazed lingered on the circles under my eyes. "You look tired."
"I couldn't sleep," I confessed, automatically swinging my hair around my shoulder to provide some measure of cover.
"Neither could I," he teased as he started the engine. I was becoming used to the quiet purr. I was sure the roar of my truck...
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