Bryn and Edward
When he wrapped his other arm around her she set her bowl off to the side out of the way, so that she could crawl into his lap without tipping it over. So his warmth could engulf her, like his smell had when she had been vampire. "I'm sure he would like that. As would I."
Bryn was like a content cat in that moment. She didn't need ice cream, resting against him like she was. She still pondered over what other flavor Jacob might like, as she leaned gently against Edward's arm. Close to his heart. "Edward? I don't want to make you feel pressured to repeat what I am about to say, but I feel I should say it, because I feel it, and have felt it for... well probably since the beginning but since romance is new to me I did not recognize it for what it was..." She was procrastinating, why was she procrastinating? She lifted her head so she could watch his face. "I love you."