Is It Fantasy Or Reality?

The darkness of night sets in.

The minute I stepped through the door, I see her, her long slender legs with a perfect hourglass waist, a body so hot you can melt honey on it. Long locks of blonde hair elegantly drop off over her shoulders. She is a beauty beyond compare. I have seen her here before but never once have I held her in my company. To be honest, a girl like her is out of my reach; she is but a mere mortal. Even if I am lucky enough to have her by my side, it will be a union that will be frowned upon and most certainly not allowed.

Edward sees me admiring her intensely as we walk downstairs into the pub. "Why don't you just talk to her? I see the way you look at her every time we get here?"

I continue to admire her body, my eyes not leaving her once. "Edward, I admire her body as for the rest, well...there is...there is nothing". I know that I am lying to him and most definitely lying to myself.

Edward does not take notice of what I am saying a