I bit my lip through a smile. I would never get used to how my breath would catch in my throat every time he pulled me toward him. Or how I'd get goose bumps all over my skin whenever he would say something that made me feel special. He wanted me there with him. And he didn't care if I was a bitch. As long as I stayed with him.
Yes, horribly cheesy, but you weren't going to find me complaining! I needed a little cheese in my life. It made me smile and laugh, and I followed my urge to catch his face in my hands and kiss him.
I wasn't aware of his thoughts about Bella, which was probably a good thing, but I figured that he probably would have her somewhere in the back of his brain. And I wanted to do whatever it took to distract him from that. Was that selfish of me? Probably. But he was mine. I had a right to be selfish all I wanted.
Pulling away after a moment, I smirked, "Yeah, well I don't care if you're an ass, so I guess we're even."