"And I love you," he said, taking her hand in his and walking her to the bed. He sank down on the edge, pulling her down into his lap.
He sighed heavily, hanging his head for a moment before looking back at her. "I'm sorry about them, Bella. Jasper doesn't remember any of us. But maybe we can get to know him - the him he was before he came to us. Without him attacking you," he said with a hint of a smile. "And Emmett, he'll grow to love you anyway. He is already very fond of you." He reached up and pushed her hair behind and ear, admiring her beauty.