Bella wolfed down her breakfast like she hadn’t had a meal in days. “Will you thank Jasper for me?”
Edward bristled. She had yet to thank him for anything. For all she knew, Jasper wanted to kill her. He probably would, too, if Edward would allow him within close range of the girl.
“Would you like to thank him yourself?” Edward asked coldly.
Bella shook her head quickly. She popped the last piece of bagel in her mouth. Within a second, Edward had removed the food containers from the bed and positioned himself in front of Bella with his nose against her neck. She froze briefly as fear surged through her. Her mouth was dry, and she chewed vigorously to choke down the last bite.
“You promised,” she forced out in a shaky whisper.