暮色-第38部分
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I cast my eyes around the room; I caught the eyes of his sister; Alice;
staring at me。 The others were looking at Edward。 I looked away swiftly;
back to him; and I。 asked the first thing that came to mind。
〃Why did you go to that Goat Rocks place last weekend… to hunt? Charlie
said it wasn't a good place to hike; because of bears。〃
He stared at me as if I was missing something very obvious。
〃Bears?〃 I gasped; and he smirked。 〃You know; bears are not in season;〃 I
added sternly; to hide my shock。
〃If you read carefully; the laws only cover hunting with weapons;〃 he
informed me。
He watched my face with enjoyment as that slowly sank in。
〃Bears?〃 I repeated with difficulty。
〃Grizzly is Emmett's favorite。〃 His voice was still offhand; but his eyes
were scrutinizing my reaction。 I tried to pull myself together。
〃Hmmm;〃 I said; taking another bite of pizza as an excuse to look down。 I
chewed slowly; and then took a long drink of Coke without looking up。
〃So;〃 I said after a moment; finally meeting his nowanxious gaze。
〃What's your favorite?〃
He raised an eyebrow and the corners of his mouth turned down in
disapproval。 〃Mountain lion。〃
〃Ah;〃 I said in a politely disinterested tone; looking for my soda again。
〃Of course;〃 he said; and his tone mirrored mine; 〃we have to be careful
not to impact the environment with injudicious hunting。 We try to focus
on areas with an overpopulation of predators — ranging as far away as we
need。 There's always plenty of deer and elk here; and they'll do; but
where's the fun in that?〃 He smiled teasingly。
〃Where indeed;〃 I murmured around another bite of pizza。
〃Early spring is Emmett's favorite bear season — they're just ing out
of hibernation; so they're more irritable。〃 He smiled at some remembered
joke。
〃Nothing more fun than an irritated grizzly bear;〃 I agreed; nodding。
He snickered; shaking his head。 〃Tell me what you're really thinking;
please。〃
〃I'm trying to picture it — but I can't;〃 I admitted。 〃How do you hunt a
bear without weapons?〃
〃Oh; we have weapons。〃 He flashed his bright teeth in a brief;
threatening smile。 I fought back a shiver before it could expose me。
〃Just not the kind they consider when writing hunting laws。 If you've
ever seen a bear attack on television; you should be able to visualize
Emmett hunting。〃
I couldn't stop the next shiver that flashed down my spine。 I peeked
across the cafeteria toward Emmett; grateful that he wasn't looking my
way。 The thick bands of muscle that wrapped his arms and torso were
somehow even more menacing now。
Edward followed my gaze and chuckled。 I stared at him; unnerved。
〃Are you like a bear; too?〃 I asked in a low voice。
〃More like the lion; or so they tell me;〃 he said lightly。 〃Perhaps our
preferences are indicative。〃
I tried to smile。 〃Perhaps;〃 I repeated。 But my mind was filled with
opposing images that I couldn't merge together。 〃Is that something I
might get to see?〃
〃Absolutely not!〃 His face turned even whiter than usual; and his eyes
were suddenly furious。 I leaned back; stunned and — though I'd never
admit it to him — frightened by his reaction。 He leaned back as well;
folding his arms across his chest。
〃Too scary for me?〃 I asked when I could control my voice again。
〃If that were it; I would take you out tonight;〃 he said; his voice
cutting。 〃You need a healthy dose of fear。 Nothing could be more
beneficial for you。〃
〃Then why?〃 I pressed; trying to ignore his angry expression。
He glared at me for a long minute。
〃Later;〃 he finally said。 He was on his feet in one lithe movement。
〃We're going to be late。〃
I glanced around; startled to see that he was right and the cafeteria was
nearly vacant。 When I was with him; the time and the place were such a
muddled blur that I pletely lost track of both。 I jumped up; grabbing
my bag from the back of my chair。
〃Later; then;〃 I agreed。 I wouldn't forget。
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11。 PLICATIONS
Everyone watched us as we walked together to our lab table。 I noticed
that he no longer angled the chair to sit as far from me as the desk
would allow。 Instead; he sat quite close beside me; our arms almost
touching。
Mr。 Banner backed into the room then — what superb timing the man had —
pulling a tall metal frame on wheels that held a heavylooking; outdated
TV and VCR。 A movie day — the lift in the class atmosphere was almost
tangible。
Mr。 Banner shoved the tape into the reluctant VCR and walked to the wall
to turn off the lights。
And then; as the room went black; I was suddenly hyperaware that Edward
was sitting less than an inch from me。 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。 I crossed my arms tightly across my chest; my hands
balling into fists。 I was losing my mind。
The opening credits began; lighting the room by a token amount。 My eyes;
of their own accord; flickered to him。 I smiled sheepishly as I realized
his posture was identical to mine; fists clenched under his arms; right
down to the eyes; peering sideways at me。 He grinned back; his eyes
somehow managing to smolder; even in the dark。 I looked away before I
could start hyperventilating。 It was absolutely ridiculous that I should
feel dizzy。
The hour seemed very long。 I couldn't concentrate on the movie — I didn't
even know what subject it was on。 I tried unsuccessfully to relax; but
the electric current that seemed to be originating from somewhere in his
body never slackened。 Occasionally I would permit myself a quick glance
in his direction; but he never seemed to relax; either。 The overpowering
craving to touch him also refused to fade; and I crushed my fists safely
against my ribs until my fingers were aching with the effort。
I breathed a sigh of relief when Mr。 Banner flicked the lights back on at
the end of class; and stretched my arms out in front of me; flexing my
stiff fingers。 Edward chuckled beside me。
〃Well; that was interesting;〃 he murmured。 His voice was dark and his
eyes were cautious。
〃Umm;〃 was all I was able to respond。
〃Shall we?〃 he asked; rising fluidly。
I almost groaned。 Time for Gym。 I stood with care; worried my balance
might have been affected by the strange new intensity between us。
He walked me to my next class in silence and paused at the door; I turned
to say goodbye。 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。
He turned without a word and strode quickly away from me。
I walked into the gym; lightheaded and wobbly。 I drifted to the locker
room; changing in a trancelike state; only vaguely aware that there were
other people surrounding me。 Reality didn't fully set in until I was
handed a racket。 It wasn't heavy; yet it felt very unsafe in my hand。 I
could see a few of the other kids in class eyeing me furtively。 Coach
Clapp ordered us to pair up into teams。
Mercifully; some vestiges of Mike's chivalry still survived; he came to
stand beside me。
〃Do you want to be a team?〃
〃Thanks; Mike — you don't have to do this; you know。〃 I grimaced
apologetically。
〃Don't worry; I'll keep out of your way。〃 He grinned。 Sometimes it was so
easy to like Mike。
It didn't go smoothly。 I somehow managed to hit myself in the head with
my racket and clip Mike's shoulder on the same swing。 I spent the rest of
the hour in the back corner of the court; the racket held safely behin