Complications

I was stunned by the unexpected electricity that flowed through me, amazed that it was possible to be more aware of him than I already was. A crazy impulse to reach over and touch him, to stroke his perfect face just once in the darkness, nearly overwhelmed me.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.219

His face startled me — his expression was torn, almost pained, and so fiercely beautiful that the ache to touch him flared as strong as before. My goodbye stuck in my throat. He raised his hand, hesitant, conflict raging in his eyes, and then swiftly brushed the length of my cheekbone with his fingertips. His skin was as icy as ever, but the trail his fingers left on my skin was alarmingly warm — like I’d been burned, but didn’t feel the pain of it yet.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.220

Don’t worry, I’ll keep out of your way.
Mike Newton, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.221

I somehow managed to hit myself in the head with my racket and clip Mike’s shoulder on the same swing.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.221

You and Cullen, huh?
Mike Newton, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.221

He looks at you like… like you’re something to eat.
Mike Newton, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.221

What if his family was there? I felt a wave of real terror. Did they know that I knew? Was I supposed to know that they knew that I knew, or not?
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.221

Newton’s getting on my nerves.
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.222

I don’t speak Car and Driver.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.223

I wasn’t intending to bring a car.
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.224

Did I frighten you?
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.224

When we hunt, we give ourselves over to our senses… govern less with our minds. Especially our sense of smell. If you were anywhere near me when I lost control that way…
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.225

It must be a hard thing, to be a father; living in fear that your daughter would meet a boy she liked, but also having to worry if she didn’t. How ghastly it would be, I thought, shuddering, if Charlie had even the slightest inkling of exactly what I did like.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.227

He’d been flinging questions at me with such speed that I felt like I was taking one of those psychiatric tests where you answer with the first word that comes to mind.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.229

I’d given more information than necessary in my unwilling honesty, and I worried it would provoke the strange anger that flared whenever I slipped and revealed too clearly how obsessed I was.
Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.230

It’s twilight.
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.232

It’s the safest time of day for us. The easiest time. But also the saddest, in a way… the end of another day, the return of the night. Darkness is so predictable, don’t you think?
Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.233