Title: Pretty pink toes and Moonshine
Genre: Romance
Pairing: Rosalie/Jacob
Rated: T (Drinking moonshine and Brief mentioning of underage drinking)
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Rosalie knew she was drawing attention. It couldn't be helped; the summer sun accompanied with the salty beach air and cold moonshine allowed her to let loose and dance. The picnic table was pleasantly warm under her pretty pink toes as she danced to some country song.
The beach was full of summer tourists. Her natural home was being invaded by the pale skinned people with too much sun block on their noses. It didn't matter to Rosalie that this happened every summer, she still didn't like it.
The song ended brining her dance to an end as well. She slid down to sit on the bench and took up her forgotten mason jar. The burning moonshine slid down her throat easily. She sighed and looked around. She couldn't wait for this summer to end and the beach would be hers again.
"What are you drinking sweetheart?" A deep husky voice asked. Rosalie rolled her eyes.' These tourists never can understand it when a girl says she is not interested.'
"Moonshine." She answered in a clipped tone filled with a sweet twang.
"Mind if I have a sip? We make some back home, I wonder if yours is as strong." Rosalie groaned and turned to the stranger to bite out an angry retort but she was met with the most with the most soulful brown eyes she had ever saw. On further inspection she saw that the stranger had dark caramel skin, muscles that bulged under her blue eyed gaze and the sunniest smile she had ever seen. She couldn't help but blush and smile at this handsome stranger.
Wordlessly she handed him her mason jar and watched as his full lips opened to take a sip. She couldn't help but giggle as his eyes grew wide at the taster. He coughed as he brought the jar back to her awaiting hand.
"Wow, that's some strong stuff you got there. How are you not passed out drunk?" He asked with a grin.
"Honey I've been drinking this since the summer before high school. I've become acquainted to it." She couldn't help the teasing smile that spread across her face.
"Names Jacob Black, what's yours?"
"Rosalie Hale."
"Well Rosalie you want to dance?" He stood up and held his hand out to her.
"Sure just don't step on my toes you giant." She teased as she took his hand.
"I would never step on those pretty pink toes."
They ended up dancing all night the hot summer sun fading into a cool summer moon. She drove him out to a cornfield where they talked about their dreams and lives. Both were falling in love with the other as the wee hours of morning appeared.
That summer had produced another strong love that would never die and as Jacob went back to Washington they stayed in touch always waiting until the next summer where he would see her pretty pink toes on the dash and a jar of moonshine in her hand.
A/N This is just something short and sweet. I posted it for a challenge on Tricky Raven and thought I would post it on here for you guys. I know it's been awhile for my other stories and I am trying to get my muse back. Hopefully soon I will give ya'll something.