3 eclipse月食-第76部分

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He　started　shaking　his　head　before　I　was　done。　
“It　might　not　work　like　that；　Bella。”　
“Might；”　I　scoffed。　“You　have　no　more　idea　what　you’re　talking　about　than　I　do。”　
“Exactly。　Do　you　imagine　I　would　ever　take　that　kind　of　risk　with　you？”　
I　stared　into　his　eyes　for　a　long　minute。　There　was　no　sign　of　promise；　no　hint　of　indecision　in　them。　
“Please；”　I　finally　whispered；　hopeless。　“It’s　all　I　want。　Please。”　I　closed　my　eyes　in　defeat；　waiting　for　the　
quick　and　final　no。　
But　he　didn’t　answer　immediately。　I　hesitated　in　disbelief；　stunned　to　hear　that　his　breathing　was　uneven　
again。　
I　opened　my　eyes；　and　his　face　was　torn。　
“Please？”　I　whispered　again；　my　heartbeat　picking　up　speed。　My　words　tumbled　out　as　I　rushed　to　take　
advantage　of　the　sudden　uncertainty　in　his　eyes。　“You　don’t　have　to　make　me　any　guarantees。　If　it　doesn’t　
work　out　right；　well；　then　that’s　that。　Just　let　us　try　。　。　。　only　try。　And　I’ll　give　you　what　you　want；”　I　promised　
rashly。　“I’ll　marry　you。　I’ll　let　you　pay　for　Dartmouth；　and　I　won’t　plain　about　the　bribe　to　get　me　in。　You　
can　even　buy　me　a　fast　car　if　that　makes　you　happy！　Just　。　。　。　please。”　
His　icy　arms　tightened　around　me；　and　his　lips　were　at　my　ear；　his　cool　breath　made　me　shiver。　“Thisis　
unbearable。　So　many　things　I’ve　wanted　to　give　you　—　and　this　is　what　you　decide　to　demand。　Do　you　have　
any　idea　how　painful　it　is；　trying　to　refuse　you　when　you　plead　with　me　this　way？”　
“Then　don’t　refuse；”　I　suggested　breathlessly。　
He　didn’t　respond。　
“Please；”　I　tried　again。　
“Bella　。　。　。”　He　shook　his　head　slowly；　but　it　didn’t　feel　like　a　denial　as　his　face；　his　lips；　moved　back　and　
forth　across　my　throat。　It　felt　more　like　surrender。　My　heart；　racing　already；　spluttered　frantically。　
Again；　I　took　what　advantage　I　could。　When　his　face　turned　toward　mine　with　the　slow　movement　of　his　
indecision；　I　twisted　quickly　in　his　arms　till　my　lips　reached　his。　His　hands　seized　my　face；　and　I　thought　he　was　
going　to　push　me　away　again。　
I　was　wrong。　
His　mouth　was　not　gentle；　there　was　a　brandnew　edge　of　conflict　and　desperation　in　the　way　his　lips　
moved。　I　locked　my　arms　around　his　neck；　and；　to　my　suddenly　overheated　skin；　his　body　felt　colder　than　
ever。　I　trembled；　but　it　was　not　from　the　chill。　
He　didn’t　stop　kissing　me。　I　was　the　one　who　had　to　break　away；　gasping　for　air。　Even　then　his　lips　did　
not　leave　my　skin；　they　just　moved　to　my　throat。　The　thrill　of　victory　was　a　strange　high；　it　made　me　feel　
powerful。　Brave。　My　hands　weren’t　unsteady　now；　I　got　through　with　the　buttons　on　his　shirt　this　time　easily；　
and　my　fingers　traced　the　perfect　planes　of　his　icy　chest。　He　was　too　beautiful。　What　was　the　word　he’d　used　
just　now？　Unbearable　—　that　was　it。　His　beauty　was　too　much　to　bear。　。　。　。　
I　pulled　his　mouth　back　to　mine；　and　he　seemed　just　as　eager　as　I　was。　One　of　his　hands　still　cupped　my　
face；　his　other　arm　was　tight　around　my　waist；　straining　me　closer　to　him。　It　made　it　slightly　more　difficult　as　I　
tried　to　reach　the　front　of　my　shirt；　but　not　impossible。　
Cold　iron　fetters　locked　around　my　wrists；　and　pulled　my　hands　above　my　head；　which　was　suddenly　on　a　
pillow。　
His　lips　were　at　my　ear　again。　“Bella；”　he　murmured；　his　voice　warm　and　velvet。　“Would　you　please　stop　
trying　to　take　your　clothes　off？”　
“Do　you　want　to　do　that　part？”　I　asked；　confused。　
“Not　tonight；”　he　answered　softly。　His　lips　were　slower　now　against　my　cheek　and　jaw；　all　the　urgency　
gone。　
“Edward；　don’t　—；”　I　started　to　argue。　

“I’m　not　saying　no；”　he　reassured　me。　“I’m　just　saying　not　tonight。”　
I　thought　about　that　while　my　breathing　slowed。　
“Give　me　one　good　reason　why　tonight　is　not　as　good　as　any　other　night。”　I　was　still　breathless；　it　made　
the　frustration　in　my　voice　less　impressive。　
“I　wasn’t　born　yesterday。”　He　chuckled　inmy　ear。　“Out　of　the　two　of　us；　which　do　you　think　is　more　
unwilling　to　give　the　other　what　they　want？　You　just　promised　to　marry　me　before　you　do　any　changing；　but　if　
I　give　in　tonight；　what　guarantee　do　I　have　that　you　won’t　go　running　off　to　Carlisle　in　the　morning？　I　am　—　
clearly　—　much　less　reluctant　to　give　you　what　you　want。　Therefore　。　。　。　you　first。”　
I　exhaled　with　a　loud　huff。　“I　have　to　marry　you　first？”　I　asked　in　disbelief。　
“That’s　the　deal　—　take　it　or　leave　it。　promise；　remember？”　
His　arms　wrapped　around　me；　and　he　began　kissing　me　in　a　way　that　should　be　illegal。　Too　persuasive　—　
it　was　duress；　coercion。　I　tried　to　keep　a　clear　head　。　。　。　and　failed　quickly　and　absolutely。　
“I　think　that’s　a　really　bad　idea；”　I　gasped　when　he　let　me　breathe。　
“I’m　not　surprised　you　feel　that　way。”　He　smirked。　“You　have　a　orack　mind。”　
“How　did　this　happen？”　I　grumbled。　“I　thought　I　was　holding　my　own　tonight　—　for　once　—　and　now；　all　
of　a　sudden　—”　
“You’re　engaged；”　he　finished。　
“Ew！　Please　don’t　say　that　out　loud。”　
“Are　you　going　back　on　your　word？”　he　demanded。　He　pulled　away　to　read　my　face。　His　expression　was　
entertained。　He　was　having　fun。　
I　glared　at　him；　trying　to　ignore　the　way　his　smile　made　my　heart　react。　
“Are　you？”　he　pressed。　
“Ugh！”　I　groaned。　“No。　I’m　not。　Are　you　happy　now？”　
His　smile　was　blinding。　“Exceptionally。”　
I　groaned　again。　
“Aren’t　you　happy　at　all？”　
He　kissed　me　again　before　I　could　answer。　Another　toopersuasive　kiss。　
“A　little　bit；”　I　admitted　when　I　could　speak。　“But　not　about　getting　married。”　
He　kissed　me　another　time。　“Do　you　get　the　feeling　that　everything　is　backward？”　he　laughed　in　my　ear。　
“Traditionally；　shouldn’t　you　be　arguing　my　side；　and　I　yours？”　
“There　isn’t　much　that’s　traditional　about　you　and　me。”　
“True。”　
He　kissed　me　again；　and　kept　going　until　my　heart　was　racing　and　my　skin　was　flushed。　
“Look；　Edward；”　I　murmured；　my　voice　wheedling；　when　he　paused　to　kiss　the　palm　of　my　hand。　“I　said　I　
would　marry　you；　and　I　will。　I　promise。　I　swear。　If　you　want；　I’ll　sign　a　contract　in　my　own　blood。”　
“Not　funny；”　he　murmured　against　the　inside　of　my　wrist。　
“What　I’m　saying　is　this　—　I’m　not　going　to　trick　you　or　anything。　You　know　me　better　than　that。　So　
there’s　really　no　reason　to　wait。　We’re　pletely　alone　—　how　often　does　that　happen？　—　and　you’ve　
provided　this　very　large　and　fortable　bed。　。　。　。”　
“Not　tonight；”　he　said　again。　
“Don’t　you　trust　me？”　
“Of　course　I　do。”　
Using　the　hand　that　he　was　still　kissing；　I　pulled　his　face　back　up　to　where　I　could　see　his　expression。　
“Then　what’s　the　problem？　It’s　not　like　you　didn’t　know　you　were　going　to　win　in　the　end。”　I　frowned　and　
muttered；　“You　always　win。”　
“Just　hedging　my　bets；”　he　said　calmly。　
“There’s　something　else；”　I　guessed；　my　eyes　narrowing。　There　was　a　defensiveness　about　his　face；　a　faint　
hint　of　some　secret　motive　he　was　trying　to　hide　behind　his　casual　manner。　“Are　you　planning　to　go　back　on　
your　word？”　
“No；”　he　promised　solemnly。　“I　swear　to　you；　we　will　try。　After　you　marry　me。”　
I　shook　my　head；　and　laughed　glumly。　“You　make　me　feel　like　a　villain　in　a　melodrama　—　twirling　my　
mustache　while　I　try　to　steal　some　poor　girl’s　virtue。”　

　His　eyes　were　wary　as　they　flashed　across　my　face；　then　he　quickly　ducked　down　to　press　his　lips　against　
my　collarbone。　
　“That’s　it；　isn’t　it？”　The　short　laugh　that　escaped　me　was　more　shocked　than　amused。　“You’re　trying　to　
protect　your　virtue！”　I　covered　my　mouth　with　my　hand　to　muffle　the　giggle　that　followed。　The　words　were　so　。　
。　。　oldfashioned。　
　“No；　silly　girl；”　he　muttered　against　my　shoulder。　“I’m　trying　to　protect　yours。　And　you’re　making　it　
shockinglydifficult。”　
　“Of　all　the　ridiculous　—”　
　“Let　me　ask　you　something；”　he　interrupted　quickly。　“We’ve　had　this　discussion　before；　but　humor　me。　
How　many　people　in　this　room　have　a　soul？　A　shot　at　heaven；　or　whatever　there　is　after　this　life？”　
　“Two；”　I　answered　immediately；　my　voice　fierce。　
　“All　right。　Maybe　that’s　true。　Now；　there’s　a　world　full　of　dissension　about　this；　but　the　vast　majority　seem　
to　think　that　there　are　some　rules　that　have　to　be　fol