4 breaking dawn破晓-第16章
按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页，按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页，按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部！
————未阅读完？加入书签已便下次继续阅读！
boat。
He grinned。 〃I'm nothing if not thorough。〃
Gripping the handles of both huge steamer trunks in one hand and cradling me in the other arm； he
carried me up the dock and onto a pale sand pathway through the dark vegetation。
For a short while it was pitch black in the jungle…like growth； and then I could see a warm light ahead。 It
was about at the point when I realized the light was a house—the two bright； perfect squares were wide
Page 48
Generatedby ABC Amber LIT Converter； www。processtext。com/abclit。html
windows framing a front door—that the stage fright attacked again； more forcefully than before； worse
than when I'd thought we were headed for a hotel。
My heart thudded audibly against my ribs； and my breath seemed to get stuck in my throat。 I felt
Edward's eyes on my face； but I refused to meet his gaze。 I stared straight ahead； seeing nothing。
He didn't ask what I was thinking； which was out of character for him。 I guessed that meant that he was
just as nervous as I suddenly was。
He set the suitcases on the deep porch to open the doors—they were unlocked。
Edward looked down at me； waiting until I met his gaze before he stepped through the threshold。
He carried me through the house； both of us very quiet； flipping on lights as he went。 My vague
impression of the house was that it was quite large for a tiny island； and oddly familiar。 I'd gotten used to
the pale…on…pale color scheme preferred by the Cullens； it felt like home。 I couldn't focus on any
specifics； though。 The violent pulse beating behind my ears made everything a little blurry。
Then Edward stopped and turned on the last light。
The room was big and white； and the far wall was mostly glass—standard decor for my vampires。
Outside； the moon was bright on white sand and； just a few yards away from the house； glistening waves。
But I barely noted that part。 I was more focused on the absolutely huge white bed in the center of the
room； hung with billowy clouds of mosquito netting。
Edward set me on my feet。
〃I'll。。。 go get the luggage。〃
The room was too warm； stuffier than the tropical night outside。 A bead of sweat dewed up on the nape
of my neck。 I walked slowly forward until I could reach out and touch the foamy netting。 For some
reason I felt the need to make sure everything was real。
I didn't hear Edward return。 Suddenly； his wintry finger caressed the back of my neck； wiping away the
drop of perspiration。
〃It's a little hot here；〃 he said apologetically。 〃I thought。。。 that would be best。〃
〃Thorough；〃 I murmured under my breath； and he chuckled。 It was a nervous sound； rare for Edward。
〃I tried to think of everything that would make this。。。 easier；〃 he admitted。
I swallowed loudly； still facing away from him。 Had there ever been a honeymoon like this before？
I knew the answer to that。 No。 There had not。
〃I was wondering；'7Edward said slowly； 〃if。。。 first。。。 maybe you'd like to take a midnight swim with me？〃
He took a deep breath； and his voice was more at ease when he spoke again。 〃The water will be very
warm。 This is the kind of beach you approve of。〃
〃Sounds nice。〃 My voice broke。
Page 49
Generatedby ABC Amber LIT Converter； www。processtext。com/abclit。html
〃I'm sure you'd like a human minute or two。。。。 It was a long journey。〃
I nodded woodenly。 I felt barely human； maybe a few minutes alone would help。
His lips brushed against my throat； just below my ear。 He chuckled once and his cool breath tickled my
overheated skin。 〃Don't take too long； Mrs。 Cullen。〃
I jumped a little at the sound of my new name。
His lips brushed down my neck to the tip of my shoulder。 〃I'll wait for you in the water。〃
He walked past me to the French door that opened right onto the beach sand。 On the way； he shrugged
out of his shirt； dropping it on the floor； and then slipped through the door into the moonlit night。 The
sultry； salty air swirled into the room behind him。
Did my skin burst into flames？ I had to look down to check。 Nope； nothing was burning。 At least； not
visibly。
I reminded myself to breathe； and then I stumbled toward the giant suitcase that Edward had opened on
top of a low white dresser。 It must be mine； because my familiar bag of toiletries was right on top； and
there was a lot of pink in there； but I didn't recognize even one article of clothing。 As I pawed through the
neatly folded piles—looking for something familiar and comfortable； a pair of old sweats maybe—it came
to my attention that there was an awful lot of sheer lace and skimpy satin in my hands。 Lingerie。 Very
lingerie…ish lingerie； with French tags。
I didn't know how or when； but someday； Alice was going to pay for this。
Giving up； I went to the bathroom and peeked out through the long windows that opened to the same
beach as the French doors。 I couldn't see him； I guessed he was there in the water； not bothering to
come up for air。 In the sky above； the moon was lopsided； almost full； and the sand was bright white
under its shine。 A small movement caught my eye—draped over a bend in one of the palm trees that
fringed the beach； the rest of his clothes were swaying in the light breeze。
A rush of heat flashed across my skin again。
I took a couple of deep breaths and then went to the mirrors above the long stretch of counters。 I
looked exactly like I'd been sleeping on a plane all day。 I found my brush and yanked it harshly through
the snarls on the back of my neck until they were smoothed out and the bristles were full of hair。 I
brushed my teeth meticulously； twice。 Then I washed my face and splashed water on the back of my
neck； which was feeling feverish。 That felt so good that I washed my arms as well； and finally I decided
to just give up and take the shower。 I knew it was ridiculous to shower before swimming； but I needed to
calm down； and hot water was one reliable way to do that。
Also； shaving my legs again seemed like a pretty good idea。
When I was done； I grabbed a huge white towel off the counter and wrapped it under my arms。
Then I was faced with a dilemma I hadn't considered。 What was I supposed to put on？ Not a swimsuit；
obviously。 But it seemed silly to put my clothes back on； too。 I didn't even want to think about the things
Alice had packed for me。
Page 50
Generatedby ABC Amber LIT Converter； www。processtext。com/abclit。html
My breathing started to accelerate again and my hands trembled—so much for the calming effects of the
shower。 I started to feel a little dizzy； apparently a full…scale panic attack on the way。 I sat down on the
cool tile floor in my big towel and put my head between my knees。 I prayed he wouldn't decide to come
look for me before I could pull myself together。 I could imagine what he would think if he saw me going
to pieces this way。 It wouldn't be hard for him to convince himself that we were making a mistake。
And I wasn't freaking out because I thought we were making a mistake。 Not atall。 I was freaking out
because I had no idea how to do this； and I was afraid to walk out of this room and face the unknown。
Especially in French lingerie。 I knew I wasn't ready for that yet
This felt exactly like having to walk out in front of a theater full of thousands with no idea what my lines
were。
How did people do this—swallowall their fears and trust someone else so implicitly with every
imperfection and fear they had—with less than the absolute commitment Edward had given me？ if it
weren't Edward out there； if I didn't know in every cell of my body that he loved me as much as I loved
him—unconditionally and irrevocably and； to be honest； irrationally—I'd never be able to get up off this
floor。
But it was Edward out there； so I
