Benjamin Twilight Novels & Stories

But as I looked up, all my thoughts screeched to a halt. There, parked at the curb, was a car that looked like it had been peeled off a movie screen. It was an alien shade of acid green, low to the ground and impossibly sleek. Leaning against its scissor door, as if this was a perfectly normal Tuesday night, was Benjamin. The setting sun caught the side of his face, illuminating the confident smirk he wore. He wasn't just on time; he was early. A first for him. He pushed himself off the car, the fabric of his black shirt stretching across his shoulders, and that smirk transformed into a full-blown, dazzling smile. He took me in from head to toe, and my face must have been a perfect picture o

When it doesn’t come, I look up at him—he is smiling. “Hello, Benjamin.” Christopher says with a smile as he shakes his hand. Benjamin tucks a strand of imaginary hair to the back of his ear and flutters his lashes—his hair is freshly cropped, so this makes him look…more feminine. I know Juniper likes to take control, so I had a hunch her partner would be one to yield to her, but I did not think it was to the point where sexuality would not be an issue. “You…may call me Bennie.”