'Edward, you're not even looking,' she says without looking at me.
'I am,' I say and Bella turns her head to me.
She leans up a little as she moves closer to me. ‘What color was it then?’
'It was firework color?'
Bella shakes her head at me with a sly grin. Our eyes seem to lock again. Everything fades into the background. All I can see, feel, and hear, is her. Her heartbeat seems to be a direct echo of my own. Her soft lips touch mine, only pressing a little. She pulls back and I see my hand is in her hair, holding the back of her head. I’m not sure who moves first, but our lips meet again. As her hand slowly moves up, the other joins, and soon they’re both threaded in my hair. I move my hands down to her back pulling her closer to me. I pull back, when I feel I’m going to pass out from the lack of oxygen, or just because of the intensity of our kiss. When I do, Bella’s fingers touch her lips and I feel locked in again with her eyes. The only clear thing I can hear, is our joined heartbeats.