Videvik(kogu raamat Inglise keeles)
with a
piece of my hair. "I suppose if you asked me in two weeks I'd say onyx." I'd given more
information than
necessary in my unwilling honesty, and I worried it would provoke the strange anger that flared
whenever
I slipped and revealed too clearly how obsessed I was.
But his pause was very short.
"What kinds of flowers do you prefer?" he fired off.
I sighed in relief, and continued with the psychoanalysis.
Biology was a complication again. Edward had continued with his quizzing up until Mr. Banner
entered
the room, dragging the audiovisual frame again. As the teacher approached the light switch, I
noticed
Edward slide his chair slightly farther away from mine. It didn't help. As soon as the room was
dark,
there was the same electric spark, the same restless craving to stretch my hand across the short
space
and touch his cold skin, as yesterday.
I leaned forward on the table, resting my chin on my folded arms, my hidden fingers gripping the
table's