When their lips touched, his could feel every fiber of his being come to life. He moved his hands to wrap around her waist, pulling her tight against him. He was so glad that he didn't have to control himself anymore. He was free to hold her and kiss her and make love to her without holding back. She, however, had to be a bit more careful, since she was still stronger than he was.
When he started to feel her thoughts, hear and see what she was thinking and feeling, he felt like he would explode from joy. She still loved him, as hard as it was to believe. Everyday he worried that she would come to her senses, and realize what a terrible mistake she had made. But there were no reservations there now. She was completely in this with him, and he couldn't be happier.
He broke their kiss, leaning his forehead against hers. "Bella," he whispered, "you always know exactly what to say or do."