Jonathan paused in the car for a few moments, just stunned and unsure, his heart was racing and he felt a swell inside of him that he could do nothing with. He didn't know what he felt at being kissed on the cheek like that. It felt like needles and warmth. He hated when idiots were right but he still had hoped they weren't. It wasn't men. Just Edward. Edward was the devil, sent to tempt him.

Getting out of the car, he pocketed his keys and walked along, wondering what the fuck Edward was doing? Why did he want to do this so badly?

"You're fucking insane." Just saying. "I'm angry over your lack of survival instincts."