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5 midnigh+sun-第40部分

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Bella; I smiled widely at her; baring my teeth。  Let her see me clearly。 
Whoa。 〃Um?your server will be right out。〃  He can't be real。  I must be asleep。 
Maybe she'll disappear?maybe I'll write my number on his plate with ketchup?  She 
wandered away; listing slightly to the side。 
Odd。  She still wasn't frightened。 I suddenly remembered Emmett teasing me in 
the cafeteria; so many weeks ago。  I'll bet I could have scared her better than that。 
Was I losing my edge? 
〃You really shouldn't do that to people;〃 Bella interrupted my thoughts in a 
disapproving tone。  〃It's hardly fair。〃 
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I stared at her critical expression。  What did she mean?  I hadn't frightened the 
hostess at all; despite my intentions。  〃Do what?〃 
〃Dazzle them like that—she's probably hyperventilating in the kitchen right 
now。〃 
Hmm。  Bella was very nearly right。  The hostess was only semi…coherent at the 
moment; describing her incorrect assessment of me to her friend on the wait staff。 
〃Oh; come on;〃 Bella chided me when I didn't answer immediately。  〃You have 
to know the effect you have on people。〃 
〃I dazzle people?〃  That was an interesting way of phrasing it。  Accurate enough 
for tonight。  I wondered why the difference? 
〃You haven't noticed?〃 she asked; still critical。  〃Do you think everybody gets 
their way so easily?〃 
〃Do I dazzle you?〃 I voiced my curiosity impulsively; and then the words were 
out; and it was too late to recall them。 
But before I had time to too deeply regret speaking the words aloud she answered; 
〃Frequently。〃  And her cheeks took on a faint pink glow。 
I dazzled her。 
My silent heart swelled with a hope more intense than I could ever remember 
having felt before。 
〃Hello;〃 someone said; the waitress; introducing herself。  Her thoughts were loud; 
and more explicit than the hostess's; but I tuned her out。  I stared at Bella's face instead 
of listening; watching the blood spreading under her skin; noticing not how that made my 
throat flame; but rather how it brightened her fair face; how it set off the cream of her 
skin? 
The waitress was waiting for something from me。  Ah; she'd asked for our drink 
order。  I continued to stare at Bella; and the waitress grudgingly turned to look at her; too。 
〃I'll have a coke?〃 Bella said; as if asking for approval。 
〃Two cokes;〃 I amended。  Thirst—normal; human thirst—was a sign of shock。  I 
would make sure she had the extra sugar from the soda in her system。 
She looked healthy; though。  More than healthy。  She looked radiant。 
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〃What?〃 she demanded—wondering why I was staring; I guessed。  I was vaguely 
aware that the waitress had left。 
〃How are you feeling?〃 I asked。 
She blinked; surprised by the question。  〃I'm fine。〃 
〃You don't feel dizzy; sick; cold?〃 
She was even more confused now。  〃Should I?〃 
〃Well; I actually I'm waiting for you to go into shock。〃  I half…smiled; expecting 
her denial。  She would not want to be taken care of。 
It took her a minute to answer me。  Her eyes were slightly unfocused。  She looked 
that way sometimes; when I smiled at her。  Was she?dazzled? 
I would love to believe that。 
〃I don't think that will happen。  I've always been very good at repressing 
unpleasant things;〃 she answered; a little breathless。 
Did she have a lot of practice with unpleasant things; then?  Was her life always 
this hazardous? 
〃Just the same;〃 I told her。  〃I'll feel better when you have some sugar and food in 
you。〃 
The waitress returned with the cokes and a basket of bread。  She put them in front 
of me; and asked for my order; trying to catch my eye in the process。  I indicated that she 
should attend to Bella; and then went back to tuning her out。  She had a vulgar mind。 
〃Um?〃 Bella glanced quickly at the menu。  〃I'll have the mushroom ravioli。〃 
The waitress turned back to me eagerly。  〃And you?〃 
〃Nothing for me。〃 
Bella made a slight face。  Hmm。  She must have noticed that I never ate food。  She 
noticed everything。  And I always forgot to be careful around her。 
I waited till we were alone again。 
〃Drink;〃 I insisted。 
I was surprised when she complied immediately and without objection。  She 
drank until the glass was entirely empty; so I pushed the second coke toward her; 
frowning a little。  Thirst; or shock? 
She drank a little more; and then shuddered once。 
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〃Are you cold?〃 
〃It's just the coke;〃 she said; but she shivered again; her lips trembling slightly as 
if her teeth were about to chatter。 
The pretty blouse she wore looked too thin to protect her adequately; it clung to 
her like a second skin; almost as fragile as the first。  She was so frail; so mortal。  〃Don't 
you have a jacket?〃 
〃Yes。〃  She looked around herself; a little perplexed。  〃Oh—I left it in Jessica's 
car。〃 
I pulled off my jacket; wishing that the gesture was not marred by my body 
temperature。  It would have been nice to have been able to offer her a warm coat。  She 
stared at me; her cheeks warming again。  What was she thinking now? 
I handed her the jacket across the table; and she put it on at once; and then 
shuddered again。 
Yes; it would be very nice to be warm。 
〃Thanks;〃 she said。  She took a deep breath; and then pushed the too…long sleeves 
back to free her hands。  She took another deep breath。 
Was the evening finally settling in?  Her color was still good; her skin was cream 
and roses against the deep blue of her shirt。 
〃That color blue looks lovely with your skin;〃 I complimented her。  Just being 
honest。 
She flushed; enhancing the effect。 
She looked well; but there was no point in taking chances。  I pushed the basket of 
bread toward her。 
〃Really;〃 she objected; guessing my motives。  〃I'm not going into shock。〃 
〃You should be—a normal person would be。  You don't even look shaken。〃  I 
stared at her; disapproving; wondering why she couldn't be normal and then wondering if 
really wanted her to be that way。 
〃I feel very safe with you;〃 she said; her eyes; again; filled with trust。  Trust I 
didn't deserve。 
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Her instincts were all wrong—backwards。  That must be the problem。  She didn't 
recognize danger the way a human being should be able to。  She had the opposite 
reaction。  Instead of running; she lingered; drawn to what should frighten her? 
How could I protect her from myself when neither of us wanted that? 
〃This is more complicated than I'd planned;〃 I murmured。 
I could see her turning my words over in her head; and I wondered what she made 
of them。  She took a breadstick and began to eat without seeming aware of the action。 
She chewed for a moment; and then leaned her head to one side thoughtfully。 
〃Usually you're in a better mood when your eyes are so light;〃 she said in a 
casual tone。 
Her observation; stated so matter of factly; left me reeling。  〃What?〃 
〃You're always crabbier when your eyes are black—I expect it then。  I have a 
theory about that;〃 she added lightly。 
So she had come up with her own explanation。  Of course she had。  I felt a deep 
sense of dread as I wondered how close she'd come to the truth。 
〃More theories?〃 
〃Mm…hm。〃  She chewed on another bite; entirely nonchalant。  As if she weren't 
discussing the aspects of a monster with the monster himself。 
〃I hope you were more creative this time?〃 I lied when she didn't continue。 
What I really hoped was that she was wrong—miles wide of the mark。  〃Or are you still 
stealing from comic books?〃 
〃Well; no; I didn't get it from a comic book;〃 she said; a little embarrassed。  〃But 
I didn't come up with it on my own; either。〃 
〃And?〃 I asked between my teeth。 
Surely should would not speak so calmly if she were about to scream。 
As she hesitated; biting her lip; the waitress reappeared with Bella's food。  I paid 
the server little attention as she set the plate in front of Bella and then asked if I wanted 
anything。 
I declined; but asked for more coke。  The waitress hadn't noticed the empty 
glasses。  She took them and left。 
〃You were saying?〃 I prompted anxiously as soon as we were alone again。 
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〃I'll tell you about it in the car;〃 she said in a low voice。  Ah; this would be bad。 
She wasn't willing to speak her guesses around others。  〃If?〃 she tacked on suddenly。 
〃There are conditions?〃  I was so tense I almost growled the words。 
〃I do have a few questions; of course。〃 
〃Of course;〃 I agreed; my voice hard。 
Her questions would probably be enough to tell me where her thoughts were 
heading。  But how would I answer them?  With responsible lies?  Or would I drive her 
away with truth?  Or would I say nothing; unable to decide? 
We sat in silence while the waitress replenished her supply of soda。 
〃Well; go ahead;〃 I said; jaw locked; when she was gone。 
〃Why are you in Port Angeles?〃 
That was too easy a question—for her。  It gave away nothing; while my answer; if 
truthful; would give away much too much。  Let her reveal something first。 
〃Next;〃 I said。 
〃But that's the easiest one!' 
〃Next;〃 I said again。 
She was frustrated by my refusal。  She looked away f
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