( The look of the little kid in front of him confused Mike. Those dark brown eyes .. they seemed to familiar to him, like they have met his glance once before. But he was sure that he had never met the child or even seen her around. )
“You aren’t freezing, kid? It is ridiculously cold out here, even for Forks.”
❝ Has anyone told you that you resemble a golden retriever puppy? ❞
The words rolled off the hybrid’s tongue before she could stop herself. She mentally chastised herself for being so candid with a man she did not even know, but it was true. Something about him reminded him of a golden pup.
Renesmee’s ears perked at the sound of her mother’s laughter. It was quiet enough to go undetected to the human.
❝ It’s not that cold, mister. Plus, I like the cold. ❞
