Though I've learnt to...get used to Jacob, it didn't mean I liked the thought of his hands over my daughter. Though she was seventeen in mind and physical state, to me, she was only about eleven. But I guess I'll have to get used to it. They're meant to be together. Apparently.
"Let them be together, Edward!" Bella exclaimed, rolling her eyes which had turned black. She -and I- were hungry. I nodded.
"You're right. We should hunt." I smiled, hugging her closer to me, not taking my eyes off of her as we flitted away into the woods of Forty Hill.