“That’s funny,” Jacob said, laughing as he watched Edward’s face. Edward winced, but smoothed his expression with a little effort. He couldn’t quite hide the agony in his eyes. I glanced, wide-eyed, from Edward’s grimace to Jacob’s sneer. “What are you doing to him?” I demanded. “It’s nothing, Bella,” Edward told me quietly. “Jacob just has a good memory, that’s all.”
