"I can think you're gorgeous and still think you're cute," she protested, her grin bright. They'd be attending classes at the same time, meeting up for lunch or coffee on campus. It would be the closest thing to a regular, everyday relationship either of them had ever had. And she loved it.
She easily followed him to the mattress, resting her head in the crook of his neck, occasionally dropping light kisses against the skin she found there. A pulse. An actual pulse beneath her lips. His own, real, fresh blood flowing within. She'd sworn long ago to stand by him no matter what, to help him through anything. And she'd meant it, for the vampire she'd crushed on almost the moment he'd popped up on her journal feed. But now? For the human? She almost couldn't stand how optimistic she felt, even if she was a little scared. It would work. It had to work. They hadn't gotten this far just to fall apart now.
"Even if you hadn't been," she protested, her lips still moving against his skin, "you'd still be the best thing to ever happen to me." Because she couldn't honestly imagine anyone loving her more deeply than he did. It was the most intense feeling she could imagine, and she loved it so, so much. Lifting herself to her elbow, she looked down at his face, tracing the outline of his features with her eyes. She had memorized every curve and plane, but it still didn't stop her from trying to imprint everything. "I don't know what I did to be worthy of having someone like you...but I'm damn glad I did."