Attraction

74.

"Aren't you going to say anything?" I ask while Paul stands in front of me.

His mouth parted while his eyes trace my non-shimmering skin. I wanted to show him exactly what I could do in the sunlight, I wanted to surprise him.

"Incredible..." He whispers to himself, "You're incredible."

I smile now feeling modest from his compliment, he's the one who's incredible. He's so loyal, Paul is always protecting me and he should be the one calling himself incredible, he turns into a wolf. I just make my skin appear human, I'm camouflage. Paul is the real magnificent one.

My reasons could go on and on for hours... I never thought I'd find myself adoring another person so much. As our eyes meet, I find myself really smiling, he really is all I want forever. My skin begins to shimmer again in the sunlight as my mind focuses on Paul, I break our eye contact and look down at my diamond hand.

"How are you able to do that?" Paul asks, his voice is so hushed and filled with astonishment.

"I don't know, I just make it happen." I tell him truthfully, "Renesmee and Jacob helped me figure it into."

The corners of Paul's lips curve upward into a loving smile as he places a tender kiss against my lips.

"You really are something special." He compliments.

He takes my hand in his while we continue walking through the forest back to his house. I smile looking down at the ground for a moment, I want him to know how special I think he is too.

"So are you." I tell him meeting his eyes, "You still love me, even after what happened to me..." My voice goes quiet while his smile fades softly, he averts his eyes from my gaze and gulps.

"I'm always going to love you, I don't care if you're a human or a vampire. I'll love you forever." He tells me.

We both keep walking side by side down the slopes and hills while the sun begins to slowly go down. Paul didn't have to go back and get my car but he did it out of kindness, I still don't understand any of this though. Why did I have to turn into a vampire? Part of me always imagined I'd at least have one child with Paul one day, but that can't happen now.

A chameleon can only pretend. But Paul isn't even upset with me over this, but maybe he hasn't thought about it completely. The night he first saw me like this he cared more about if I was okay and what had happened to me as if I were hurt, rather and the fact that I had become what he kills. He was so angry at my dad for changing me, his words playback in my mind— he said he wouldn't touch you. What did that mean? What did he mean by that? He obviously spoke to my dad at some point, Paul and I have yet to discuss this and I want to talk about it with him.

"Hey... What's wrong?" Paul asks as we reach the front of his yard. We stop walking as I turn to face him.

"Paul, the night that I changed—I mean the night that you first saw me, you were worried about me like I had been hurt— Why?" I ask curiously.

His expression goes serious as he inhales.

"I know that it's extremely painful when a human turns, it hurts me knowing you went through that and that there wasn't anything I could do." His voice softens while our eyes meet and he takes my hands in his. I pull my brows together.

"Why did you say, he said he wouldn't touch me? What did you mean by that?" I question him.

As the words leave my lips, Paul's expression flashes to nervous but I can tell he's trying to mask it. The sound of his heart beat is giving away his facade and he knows it.