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He put on CNN—
The Cullens are not a Fox News family
“Maybe we should go back to Rio, see a doctor,” he suggested anxiously when I was rinsing my mouth afterward. I shook my head and edged toward the hallway. Doctors meant needles.
She gets it
She giggled. “Qwil aaaaawl wet now.” “I can see that. Where’s your mama?” “Gone, gone, gone,” Claire sang, “Cwaire pway wid Qwil aaaawl day. Cwaire nebber gowin home.”
I’m creeped out by this
“I can’t see it,” he said in a low voice. “I can’t imagine. I just don’t… see anyone that way. I don’t notice girls anymore, you know. I don’t see their faces.”
No, just the fucking BABY?
“I kicked a few things around. Playing with Renée and Esme. I was thinking… Ruh-nez -may.” “Ruhnezmay?” “R-e-n-e-s-m-e-e. Too weird?” “No, I like it,” Rosalie assured her.
Honestly the worst lie Rosalie ever told
“Jake,” she mumbled, trying to pull my hand away. Her attempt was so weak it was hard to believe that she was really trying. I shook my head. “You can talk when you’re not being stupid.”
If this were true we wouldn’t have a book
“What… did you call her?” Jacob took a step farther back, managing to look sheepish. “Well,” he mumbled, “that name you came up with is kind of a mouthful and—” “You nicknamed my daughter after the Loch Ness Monster?” I screeched.
Iconique
IT WAS ONLY A LITTLE WHILE LATER THAT EDWARD REMINDED ME of my priorities. It took him just one word. “Renesmee…” I sighed.
Banged so hard they forgot about their newborn
It only took him seconds to find his own clothes—if I hadn’t seen him undressed, I would have sworn there was nothing more beautiful than Edward in his khakis and pale beige pullover—and then he took my hand.
Girl KHAKIS??? Your Mormon is showing
Alice said a word that sounded very odd in her trilling, ladylike voice, and then she blurred into motion, streaking out the back door.
Pg-13 movies get ONE f-Bomb
Of course, Jacob got more surly with each new addition. He kept his distance when he could, and when he couldn’t he grumbled to Renesmee that someone was going to have to provide an index if anyone expected him to keep all the new bloodsuckers’ names straight.1
The footnote has the index and I am cackling
On her wrist was an intricately braided Quileute version of a promise ring. Edward had gritted his teeth over that one, but it didn’t bother me.
A BABY!!! Promise ring?? Edward is the only one halfway sane about this and it’s still not enough
“Alice,” Esme whispered in shock. Alice! Alice, Alice, Alice! “Alice!” “Alice!” other voices murmured around me. “Alice,” Aro breathed.
Alice?
