3 eclipse月食-第6部分

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“Sure；”　I　said；　hoping　to　placate　her。　I　knew　I　wasn’t　going　to　do　anything　too　outlandish；　it　would　be　
safer　to　take　it　slow　with　Charlie。　Give　him　a　chance　to　appreciate　how　trustworthy　and　mature　I　was　before　I　
asked　for　any　favors。　
Angela　and　Alice　started　talking　about　options；　Ben　joined　the　conversation；　setting　his　ics　aside。　My　
attention　drifted。　I　was　surprised　to　find　that　the　subject　of　my　freedom　was　suddenly　not　as　gratifying　as　it　had　
been　just　a　moment　ago。　While　they　discussed　things　to　do　in　Port　Angeles　or　maybe　Hoquiam；　I　began　to　feel　
disgruntled。　
It　didn’t　take　long　to　determine　where　my　restlessness　stemmed　from。　
Ever　since　I’d　said　goodbye　to　Jacob　Black　in　the　forest　outside　my　home；　I’d　been　plagued　by　a　
persistent；　unfortable　intrusion　of　a　specific　mental　picture。　It　popped　into　my　thoughts　at　regular　intervals　
like　some　annoying　alarm　clock　set　to　sound　every　half　hour；　filling　my　head　with　the　image　of　Jacob’s　face　
crumpled　in　pain。　This　was　the　last　memory　I　had　of　him。　
As　the　disturbing　vision　struck　again；　I　knew　exactly　why　I　was　dissatisfied　with　my　liberty。　Because　it　was　
inplete。　
Sure；　I　was　free　to　go　to　anywhere　I　wanted　—　except　La　Push；　free　to　do　anything　I　wanted　—　except　
see　Jacob。　I　frowned　at　the　table。　There　had　to　be　some　kind　of　middle　ground。　
“Alice？　Alice！”　
Angela’s　voice　yanked　me　from　my　reverie。　She　was　waving　her　hand　back　and　forth　in　front　of　Alice’s　
blank；　staring　face。　Alice’s　expression　was　something　I　recognized　—　an　expression　that　sent　an　automatic　
shock　of　panic　through　my　body。　The　vacant　look　in　her　eyes　told　me　that　she　was　seeing　something　very　
different　from　the　mundane　lunchroom　scene　that　surrounded　us；　but　something　that　was　every　bit　as　real　in　its　
own　way。　Something　that　was　ing；　something　that　would　happen　soon。　I　felt　the　blood　slither　from　my　
face。　
Then　Edward　laughed；　a　very　natural；　relaxed　sound。　Angela　and　Ben　looked　toward　him；　but　my　eyes　
were　locked　on　Alice。　She　jumped　suddenly；　as　if　someone　had　kicked　her　under　the　table。　
“Is　it　naptime　already；　Alice？”　Edward　teased。　
Alice　was　herself　again。　“Sorry；　I　was　daydreaming；　I　guess。”　
“Daydreaming’s　better　than　facing　two　more　hours　of　school；”　Ben　said。　
Alice　threw　herself　back　into　the　conversation　with　more　animation　than　before　—　just　a　little　bit　too　much。　
Once　I　saw　her　eyes　lock　with　Edward’s；　only　for　a　moment；　and　then　she　looked　back　to　Angela　before　
anyone　else　noticed。　Edward　was　quiet；　playing　absentmindedly　with　a　strand　of　my　hair。　
I　waited　anxiously　for　a　chance　to　ask　Edward　what　Alice　had　seen　in　her　vision；　but　the　afternoon　passed　
without　one　minute　of　alone　time。　
It　felt　odd　to　me；　almost　deliberate。　After　lunch；　Edward　slowed　his　pace　to　match　Ben’s；　talking　about　
some　assignment　I　knew　he’d　already　finished。　Then　there　was　always　someone　else　there　between　classes；　
though　we　usually　had　a　few　minutes　to　ourselves。　When　the　final　bell　rang；　Edward　struck　up　a　conversation　
with　Mike　Newton　of　all　people；　falling　into　step　beside　him　as　Mike　headed　for　the　parking　lot。　I　trailed　
behind；　letting　Edward　tow　me　along。　
I　listened；　confused；　while　Mike　answered　Edward’s　unusually　friendly　queries。　It　seemed　Mike　was　
having　car　troubles。　
“。　。　。　but　I　just　replaced　the　battery；”　Mike　was　saying。　His　eyes　darted　ahead　and　then　back　to　Edward　
warily。　Mystified；　just　like　I　was。　
“Perhaps　it’s　the　cables？”　Edward　offered。　
“Maybe。　I　really　don’t　know　anything　about　cars；”　Mike　admitted。　“I　need　to　have　someone　look　at　it；　but　
I　can’t　afford　to　take　it　to　Dowling’s。”　
I　opened　my　mouth　to　suggest　my　mechanic；　and　then　snapped　it　shut　again。　My　mechanic　was　busy　these　
days　—　busy　running　around　as　a　giant　wolf。　

“I　know　a　few　things　—　I　could　take　a　look；　if　you　like；”　Edward　offered。　“Just　let　me　drop　Alice　and　
Bella　at　home。”　
Mike　and　I　both　stared　at　Edward　with　our　mouths　hanging　open。　
“Er　。　。　。　thanks；”　Mike　mumbled　when　he　recovered。　“But　I　have　to　get　to　work。　Maybe　some　other　time。”　
“Absolutely。”　
“See　ya。”　Mike　climbed　into　his　car；　shaking　his　head　in　disbelief。　
Edward’s　Volvo；　with　Alice　already　inside；　was　just　two　cars　away。　
“What　was　that　about？”　I　muttered　as　Edward　held　the　passenger　door　for　me。　
“Just　being　helpful；”　Edward　answered。　
And　then　Alice；　waiting　in　the　backseat；　was　babbling　at　top　speed。　
“You’re　really　not　that　good　a　mechanic；　Edward。　Maybe　you　should　have　Rosalie　take　a　look　at　it　
tonight；　just　so　you　look　good　if　Mike　decides　to　let　you　help；　you　know。　Not　that　it　wouldn’t　be　fun　to　watch　
his　face　if　Rosalie　showed　up　to　help。　But　since　Rosalie　is　supposed　to　be　across　the　country　attending　
college；　I　guess　that’s　not　the　best　idea。　Too　bad。　Though　I　suppose；　for　Mike’s　car；　you’ll　do。　It’s　only　within　
the　finer　tunings　of　a　good　Italian　sports　car　that　you’re　out　of　your　depth。　And　speaking　of　Italy　and　sports　
cars　that　I　stole　there；　you　still　owe　me　a　yellow　Porsche。　I　don’t　know　that　I　want　to　wait　for　Christmas。　。　。　。”　
I　stopped　listening　after　a　minute；　letting　her　quick　voice　bee　just　a　hum　in　the　background　as　I　settled　
into　my　patient　mode。　
It　looked　to　me　like　Edward　was　trying　to　avoid　my　questions。　Fine。　He　would　have　to　be　alone　with　me　
soon　enough。　It　was　only　a　matter　of　time。　
Edward　seemed　to　realize　that；　too。　He　dropped　Alice　at　the　mouth　of　the　Cullens’　drive　as　usual；　though　
by　this　point　I　half　expected　him　to　drive　her　to　the　door　and　walk　her　in。　
As　she　got　out；　Alice　threw　a　sharp　look　at　his　face。　Edward　seemed　pletely　at　ease。　
“See　you　later；”　he　said。　And　then；　ever　so　slightly；　he　nodded。　
Alice　turned　to　disappear　into　the　trees。　
He　was　quiet　as　he　turned　the　car　around　and　headed　back　to　Forks。　I　waited；　wondering　if　he　would　
bring　it　up　himself。　He　didn’t；　and　this　made　me　tense。　What　had　Alice　seen　today　at　lunch？　Something　he　
didn’t　want　to　tell　me；　and　I　tried　to　think　of　a　reason　why　he　would　keep　secrets。　Maybe　it　would　be　better　to　
prepare　myself　before　I　asked。　I　didn’t　want　to　freak　out　and　have　him　think　I　couldn’t　handle　it；　whatever　it　
was。　
So　we　were　both　silent　until　we　got　to　back　to　Charlie’s　house。　
“Light　homework　load　tonight；”　he　mented。　
“Mmm；”　I　assented。　
“Do　you　suppose　I’m　allowed　inside　again？”　
“Charlie　didn’t　throw　a　fit　when　you　picked　me　up　for　school。”　
But　I　was　sure　Charlie　was　going　to　turn　sulky　fast　when　he　got　home　and　found　Edward　here。　Maybe　I　
should　make　something　extraspecial　for　dinner。　
Inside；　I　headed　up　the　stairs；　and　Edward　followed。　He　lounged　on　my　bed　and　gazed　out　the　window；　
seeming　oblivious　to　my　edginess。　
I　stowed　my　bag　and　turned　the　puter　on。　There　was　an　unanswered　email　from　my　mom　to　attend　
to；　and　she　got　panicky　when　I　took　too　long。　I　drummed　my　fingers　as　I　waited　for　my　decrepit　puter　to　
wheeze　awake；　they　snapped　against　the　desk；　staccato　and　anxious。　
And　then　his　fingers　were　on　mine；　holding　them　still。　
“Are　we　a　little　impatient　today？”　he　murmured。　
I　looked　up；　intending　to　make　a　sarcastic　remark；　but　his　face　was　closer　than　I’d　expected。　His　golden　
eyes　were　smoldering；　just　inches　away；　and　his　breath　was　cool　against　my　open　lips。　I　could　taste　his　scent　
on　my　tongue。　
I　couldn’t　remember　the　witty　response　I’d　been　about　to　make。　I　couldn’t　remember　my　name。　
He　didn’t　give　me　a　chance　to　recover。　
If　I　had　my　way；　I　would　spend　the　majority　of　my　time　kissing　Edward。　There　wasn’t　anything　I’d　
experienced　in　my　life　that　pared　to　the　feeling　of　his　cool　lips；　marble　hard　but　always　so　gentle；　moving　
with　mine。　

　I　didn’t　often　get　my　way。　
　So　it　surprised　me　a　little　when　his　fingers　braided　themselves　into　my　hair；　securing　my　face　to　his。　My　
arms　locked　behind　his　neck；　and　I　wished　I　was　stronger　—　strong　enough　to　keep　him　prisoner　here。　One　
hand　slid　down　my　back；　pressing　me　tighter　against　his　stone　chest。　Even　through　his　sweater；　his　skin　was　
cold　enough　to　make　me　shiver　—　it　was　a　shiver　of　pleasure；　of　happiness；　but　his　hands　began　to　loosen　in　
response。　
　I　knew　I　had　about　three　seconds　before　he　would　sigh　and　slide　me　deftly　away；　saying　something　about　
how　we’d　risked　my　life　enough　for　one　afternoon。　Making　the　most　of　my　last　seconds；　I　crushed　myself　
closer；　molding　myself　to　the　shape　of　him。　The　tip　of　my　tongue　traced　the　curve　of　his　lower　lip；　it　was　as　
flawlessly　smooth　as　if　it　had　been　polished；　and　the　taste　—　
　He　pulled　my　face　away　from　his；　breaking　my　hold　with　ease　—　he　probably　didn’t　even　realize　that　I　
was　using　all　my　strength。　
　He　chuckled　once；　a　low；　throaty　sound。　His　eyes　were　bright　with　the　excitement　he　so　rigidly　disciplined。　
　“Ah；　Bella。”　He　sighed。　
　“I’d　say　I’m　sorry；　but　I’m　not。”　
　“And　I　should　feel　sorry　that　you’re　not　sorry；　but　I　don’t。　Maybe　I　should　go　sit　on　the　bed。”　
　I　exhaled　a　little　dizzily。　“If　you　think　that’s　necessary。　。　。　。”　
　He　smiled　crookedly　and　disentangled　himself。　
　I　shook　my　head　a　few　times；　trying　to　clear　it；　and　turned　back　to　my　puter。　It　was　all　warmed　up　
and　humming　now。　Well；　not　as　much　humming　as　groaning。　
　“Tell　Renée　I　said　hello。”　
　“Sure　thing。”　
　I　scanned　through　Renée’s　email；　shaking　my　head　now　and　then　at　some　of　the　dippier　things　she’d　
done。　I　was　just　as　entertained　and　horrified　as　the　first　time　I’d　read　this。　It　was　so　like　my　mother　to　forget　
exactly　how　paralyzed　she　was　by　heights　until　she　was　already　strapped　to　a　parachute　and　a　dive　instructor。　
I　felt　a　little　frustrated　with　Phil；　her　husband　of　almost　two　years；　for　allowing　that　one。　I　would　have　taken　
better　care　of　her。　I　knew　her　so　much　better。　
　You　have　to　let　them　go　their　own　way　eventually；　I　reminded　myself。　You　have　to　let　them　have　their　own　
life。　。　。　。　
　I’d　spent　most　of　my　life　taking　care　of　Renée；　patiently　guiding　her　away　from　her　craziest　plans；　good　
naturedly　enduring　the　ones　I　couldn’t　talk　her　out　of。　I’d　always　been　indulgent　with　my　mom；　amused　by　her；　
even　a　little　condescending　to　her。　I　saw　her　cornucopia　of