You know I don't understand what you mean, right?" I asked. "I'm counting on it," she said, and then her eyes focused behind me. "I think your friends are upset that I've stolen you." Suddenly I could feel all their eyes boring into my back. For once, it didn't bother me at all." They'll survive." She grinned. "I may not give you back, though." I swallowed too loud and she laughed.
— Stephenie Meyer
Twilight / Life and Death
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