by Guest » Mon Aug 15, 2011 1:00 am
Bella laughed, then appeared beside Alex. “Nice try, but no pillow fights,” she said, leaning against him. “I need to talk with you, Alex. As hard as it is to stay mad at you, I can’t just . . . see you in pain and be unable to help, or at least know why. And I can’t exactly cry about it,” she admitted.