The kiss began much the same as usual--Edward was as careful as ever, and my heart began to overreact like it always did. And then something seemed to change. Suddenly his lips became much more urgent, his free hand twisted into my hair and held my face securely to his. And though I was clearly beginning to cross his cautious lines, for once he didn't stop me. His body was cold through the thin quilt, but I crushed myself against him eagerly.
The kiss started off in their typical manner, with Edward being his usual careful self, causing my heart to react as it always did. However, an unexpected shift occurred in the moment. His lips grew more passionate, his hand tangled in my hair, firmly holding my face to his. This marked a significant change, as he was usually cautious and reserved, but he didn’t pull away this time.
