He looks down into her sleepy blue-green eyes and sees his love reflected back. It shines brighter than the sun or any star in the sky. He swallows thickly, emotion clogging his throat. The moisture wells up in his eyes and he doesn’t even try to suppress it.

It’s what this woman does to him. She makes and unmakes him with a single glance.

Set post-Trespasser, this is a short one-shot full of Cullen-feels and some Cullen-smut. Not much else going on here.