* I do not own any characters. Stephanie Myers does.* The only thing I own is a well loved book series that may have seen better days.
Warning. This is rated M. Please, for you sensitive souls, beware. Thank you!
Chapter One
Jacob was stroking my face lightly. I blushed and felt a ripple of excitement. Slowly, he leaned forward and kissed me lightly. It was the perfect first kiss. I raised my arms, wrapping them around his neck, wanting to deepen the kiss. Jacob pulled me closer and trailed kisses from my jaw down my neck.
"Renesmee," he breathed. I felt shivers run down my body causing goosebumps. I let my hands wander to his hair, feeling the thickness in my fingers.
"Renesmee!" A voice in the distance shouted.
I jumped, startled from the sudden intrusion. Slowly, I realized that reality was starting to make itself known. I moaned and rolled onto my front, hugging my pillow.
"You ruin everything!" I shouted to the door where my name was being called. I buried my face into my pillow and willed myself to go back to sleep. All I wanted was to be in Jacob's arms.
"That isn't going to happen so get up," my dad yelled through the door. I blushed at how embarrassing it was to have my dad hear my sex dreams.
"Dad!" I yelled, throwing the covers over top of me. "I'm up! Now please leave!"
I curled into a ball and tried to remember every detail about the dream. I sighed to myself. That was all it was though: a dream. Jacob never even made one signal to make me think he was even interested in me that way yet. What was the point in a predetermined soul mate if they didn't have any interest in you? Well, any romantic interest that is.
I threw the blankets off me and sat up rubbing my face. I sighed into my hands as I peered at the book on my nightstand: P.S. I love you. This one was the newest member to my collection. I smiled at the book remembering my favorite parts. I just finished it last night and was wondering if Jacob would ever create a list for me.
I jumped out of bed, feeling a bit more upbeat. Skipping toward the bathroom I gave a smile at myself and pulled my fingers through my hair. I brushed my teeth quickly and hurried to the living room where I knew I would find my parents.
"Good morning darling," Mom greeted me with a smile. I gave a little wave and sat on the couch next to her.
"Have good dreams?" Dad asked, a bit of a frown on his face.
"Dad!" I exclaimed. "Stop it!" I buried my face in my hands.
"Edward," Mom scolded. "We both know that people can't control what they dream."
Edward chuckled and made his way to the piano. "I suppose so." He gave Mom a grin and started to play Mom's lullaby. Mom put a hand to her heart and smiled at him. If vampires could cry, I was sure Mom would be crying. I watched the intimacy between my parents and felt a sudden pang. I wanted what they had so badly.
There was a knock at the door and Dad called for them to come in, still playing Mom's lullaby. Jacob strode into the living room giving my mom a hug and sitting on the floor in front of me. I blushed thinking about my dream from last night and Dad gave a cough. I blushed even deeper cursing my half human self.
"Jacob," Dad said casually, standing up from the piano. "What brings you here?" There was an edge to his voice and Mom gave him a warning glance.
Jacob gave a confused glance at me and gave Edward a smile. "Just here to see Nessie."
I felt the heat radiating from my cheeks and excused myself from the living room. I ran to my bedroom and fell onto my bed, taking deep breaths. I couldn't tell what was more embarrassing, having my dad be able to see my dream, or Jacob finding out about it. I punched my pillow and threw it at the end of my bed.
"I'd hate to be that pillow," Jacob muttered from the doorway.
"Yeah," I said lamely. I rolled my eyes at myself. Who knew that one dream could make things so awkward between two people. This was Jacob. You have known him all your life. Get your act together. I sat up and gave him a smile.
"Want to come in?" I asked.
Jacob came into the room and sat next to me on the bed. He leaned against the headboard and glanced around my room. "You remodeled," he observed.
"Last week," I answered. I surveyed my room and smiled. A couple weeks ago I finally decided, after weeks of debate, that my room was too immature for me. I was full grown now and needed a room that showed it. With Aunt Alice's help, I created a mature yet relaxing bedroom.
"I didn't know you liked ocean blue," Jacob commented looking over at me. I crossed my legs and nodded.
"Like La Push," I answered with a smile on my face. The beach was one of my favorite places and Jacob knew it.
He gave a chuckle and picked up the book from my night stand. "Aren't you a little young for these kind of books?"
I glared at him. "Jacob, I might only be seven but I am physically and mentally full grown." I grabbed the book from him and threw it on the bed by me. "And I really enjoyed that book. It was romantic and inspiring."
"So it's a chick book?" He asked.
I laughed and threw the book at him. "You could stand to have some romance in your life, Jacob Black, even if it is just from books."
Jacob's grin faded and he stared at the book I just threw at him. "Okay Nessie," he said softly. "But I'm not getting it from a book." He threw the book on the floor and gave me a wicked grin that made my heart pound.
