You seem to have women all around you. What would make you pick one of them to call yours?
“Just one?” Edward gave that roguish wink, before settling back. Large hands came to rest across his stomach, fingers laced as he focused on the question. “This world is difficult. Each day could be our last, and I do not want to waste another day feeling undervalued or unwanted. When I am ready to call -someone- mine, it’ll be because the pieces fell into place and I trust they fit into the situation I need. I have my likes, and my dislikes, and the older I get, the more choosy I get about who I would settle myself down for. Perhaps that is why I’ll die alone.” His face lit up with laughter, clearly not believing that one bit. “One day, someone will be brave enough to follow me into the dark.”