-Renesmee-

I'd walked along the rive of Isle Renesmee, when I saw the perfect spot. I spread the towel I'd brought out, and, slinging the net shoulder bag I had brought along, I started hunting seashells. It was weird, but I liked doing it.

I picked up a large cowrie and held it to my ear. I closed my eyes, and suddenly felt Jacob's warm arms around my waist. He whispered in my free ear, "I l’amour you."

I didn't usually like gooey moments, and I know this sounds cliche`, but I wanted to live in this moment for eternity.

I lowered the seashell, turned, and said, "I l’amour you, too."

We spent the rest of the jour swimming, and so par the time we went back to the house, the sun was setting over the endless horizon of blue ocean.

I watched Jacob eat at about 60 kmp/h, and eventually, I said, "Do toi have a black hole for a stomach?"

He grinned at me and said, "Could be."

My suivant answer was cut off as he leaned forward, and kissed me. I was taken par surprise, and then I responded automatically.

I could easily emballage, wrap my head around the idea that I would have him forever. That, forever, we would both be young. I loved him so much.