There was a moment where Bella stared at Jamie, and he stared right back. It was a moment of silence, but there were far too many thoughts—loud thoughts—running through her mind that she didn't even realize it until she was already speaking again. "I'm sure it is," she blurted. She felt the sudden urge to flee, but she couldn't—not while he was staring right at her. "I-I wouldn't dream of imposing myself on you that much. I'm sure the couch would, um, suffice... but only if you wouldn't mind," she stammered.

— MJ is MAGICAL —