Midnight Sun

Did I love her? I did not think so. Not yet. Alice's glimpse of that future had stayed with me, though, and I could see how easy it would be to fall into loving Bella. It would be exactly like falling: effortless. Not letting myself love her was the opposite of falling —it was pulling myself up a cliff face, hand over hand, the task as grueling as if I had no more than mortal strength.

The only thing he's not strong enough to do is stay away from her. That's a lost cause.

It all depends on whether he's strong enough. Either he'll kill her himself, which would really irritate me, Edward, not to mention what it would do to you. Or she'll be one of us someday.

I love her too. Or I will. It's not the same, but I want her around for that.
"Love her too?", I whispered, incredulous.
She sighed. You are so blind, Edward. Can't you see where you're headee it? Can't you see where you already are? it's no more inevitable than the sun rising tomorrow morning. See what I see..

I'm going to love her someday, Jazz. I'll be very put out with you if you don't let her be.

First of all, Edward's quite serious and I don't want you two fighting. Secondly, she's my friend. At least, she's going to be.

Like a stalker. Like an obsessed stalker. Like an obsessed vampire stalker.

I'd never experienced so much effort to understand someone in my life—or rather existence, as life was hardly the word. I did not truly have a life.

"She was advanced, then, intelligent for a human. This did not surprise me.

"Bella", I corrected him reflectively.