A/N – Written for Tricky Raven's Endless Summer Weekly Drabble Week 11. The prompt was the song "Strawberry Wine" by Deana Carter. That happens to be one of my all time favorite songs and I couldn't resist this Enjoy!
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Finally finished with high school and I'm so anxious to just get out! I want to see things, go places, be free! But no, I wind up having to go help my family out on a dying farm. Just my luck. At least there are some hotties to watch. Especially those La Push boys. I wonder how gramps got them to come out here. Wait, I know that one. Jacob? Bella's friend? Oh but he is pretty. Good thing I am single now.
"Angela?" Who's calling me? Oh my wow, it's Jacob. "Hey Jacob, how's it going?" Ok stay calm, he's just a guy, a really hot guy…who's talking to me….Damn. "It's good, just work! What are you doin' out here?" I chuckled lightly. "My grandfather owns this ranch." His eyes widened comically. "Well I guess I better get to workin' then!" I just shook my head, smiling. "No need to try to impress the boss' granddaughter, trust me!" We fell into easy conversation about our summers and plans for the future. I noticed he carefully avoided talking about Bella. I don't blame him. Anyone could see that boy was head over heels for her. But she never even gave him a chance. Poor guy.
The summer seemed to pass in spurts. Days dragged on like molasses and nights sped by with ease, especially those nights I spent with Jacob. What started out as friendly conversation that one afternoon turned to long talks at night down by the river. We would take a blanket, food, and a small bottle of strawberry wine and just go sit and talk. That's where I got the courage to kiss him. We were talking about regrets, things we wanted to do but now we knew would never happen. It was the only time he talked about Bella and I just wanted him to feel better. So I kissed him. Just like that. We stared at each other for a moment, shocked by own bravery. Then he grabbed the back of my neck and pressed his lips to mine again. It was amazing. He was so warm and gentle and careful. And we didn't stop. Clothes were shed, skin touched, licked, kissed. We both knew it wasn't about love or anything like that, but about comfort and new experiences. And it was everything I wanted for my first time.
We spent many more nights like that and I never regretted any of them. As summer came to a close, I took my last bottle of wine off to Washington State along with his t-shirt and so many memories. We attempted to keep in touch, but of course it didn't last. It was kind of bittersweet. I finally got a taste of freedom with him, but now he's gone. I still go out to my grandfather's farm, though it's nothing like it used to be. And I'll go down to our spot with a bottle of wine and just reminisce. I hope he's happy and maybe thinks of me every once in a while. Because Heaven knows I do.