Chapter Two
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Jacob's POV
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"What time is it?" I called out aligning the driftwood in the stone circle.
"11:55." Paul replied swallowing the marshmallow whole, at this rate there would be nothing left to roast.
"It is a shame that Embry couldn't make it home sooner." Emily spoke softly as Sam wrapped an arm around her waist.
"He does feel guilty about missing her late night birthday party, or is it an early morning birthday party?" Quil replied, dropping an arm full of driftwood at Rebecca's feet.
Rebecca's child like hands flew to her hip, as her espresso eyes gauged the distance between the driftwood and her naked foot.
"What? You should have worn shoes that covered your toes." Quil grinned joining Paul, as the sound of music began to fill the air.
A flash of white zipped through the air and slapped into the back of Quil's head.
"Good job Rebecca! " Leah laughed.
I was far more concerned with Rebecca's safety to enjoy the comedic performance and felt my stance becoming more alert, then I felt my own body under attack from the sugary blob.
"Stop it!" Rebecca snapped, "This is Nessie's birthday and if any of you ruin this I will make you regret it!"
The gathering stood silent for a moment, and the hysterics ensued lightening the mood once more.
"You need this more than I do honey." Leah chuckled offering Rebecca a small bottle of Jose Cuervo tequila.
Edward is going to kill me. I thought looking at tiny vile.
"Speaking of the birthday girl!" Seth gasped and ran to the sandy trail leading up to the road.
"Why are all of my jobs being taken?" I asked.
"That one wasn't," Rebecca growled.
"Where are we?" Nessie called out, the silky melody of her voice echoed in the ocean's breeze, tempting me without an ounce of mercy.
"I've got you!" Seth exclaimed.
"Oh God." Paul cackled.
Nessie's charm-invoking laughter grew louder, as Seth sauntered down the hill, Kim and Rachel following. Nessie was casually tossed over his right shoulder for the short journey, and I clinched my fists noticing Seth's hand on her thigh.
"If he drops her I will kill him!" Rebecca said.
"I will bet ten bucks that Jake beats you to it." Leah cackled pointing to my fist.
I shot a glance over to Leah which only provoked the humor she found in it all.
"Oh give him a break he doesn't mean any harm." Emily giggled.
"If Seth's hand were that close to Rachel's backside, then I would kill him too." Paul replied.
"Happy birthday Nessie!" Seth announced a few feet from us, as he placed Nessie on her feet.
"Thank you!" Nessie laughed.
"How does it feel? To be a grown up at seven and all. Is it weird to look into the mirror and see an 18 year old staring back at you?" Seth asked.
"Honestly I think very little of my age, I look to the physical and mentality otherwise I may go insane." Nessie explained.
"Which is higher than his." Quil whispered.
"Two words, lead paint." Leah added as Nessie tugged at the blindfold exposing her eyes.
"Surprise!" the group chimed.
My eyes began to absorb the sensuous form standing a few feet away from me, as she embraced Rebecca. I felt a liquid heat surge through my body, as my heart pounded in my chest. I moistened my lips, my eyes scanning her curves, and a few buttons were left open on her shirt teasing me with a hint of cleavage.
My head fell to the left, as my eyes traced the outline of her waist, and a small amount of flesh exposed at her midsection. Her top had taken a ride north when Seth placed her on the ground, and her low rising jeans left little to my imagination.
Renesmee knew that she had come into her own, and so did the rest of us. I felt the lust and adoration for the woman rising in me as she removed the clip from her hair, her golden curls falling to the middle of her back. Despite the deal with Edward, I had begun seeing their daughter in a brand new way. I shook my head slightly pushing the rawness of the emotion back into my heart.
I glanced to the side, noticing Quil, placing a napkin in front of me to take.
"I think you have some drool there buddy." Quil pointed out.
"Shut up." I snorted before clearing my throat.
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Nessie's POV
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"Two words, lead paint." Leah added as I slid the fabric from my eyes.
"Surprise!" the group chimed.
I felt my heart swell at the notion from my La Push family throwing me their own birthday party.
"Thank you!" I said.
"Happy birthday Nessie!" Rebecca grinned.
"You planned this didn't you?" I asked.
"I had help." Rebecca laughed.
I wrapped my arms around Rebecca, she was tiny compared to myself, and I towered at a healthy 5 foot 10 without heels. Rebecca reminded me a lot of Aunt Alice in stature; she stood a mere 5 foot 2 but had the attitude of a giant.
"Thank you very much for planning this it's perfect!" I smiled pulling the clip from my hair.
"Your welcome, so listen I brought the stuff to make smores. I know that isn't enough to fill the guys up but I thought it would be fun, and you seemed to love them over the summer." Rebecca explained.
I nodded as my mouth began to water at the thought of the chocolate goo known as a smore, and a heat engulf my shoulders with a sloppy kiss on my cheek.
"Happy birthday!" Leah laughed.
"Thanks Aunt Leah!" I teased spinning around.
"Okay just because my mom is married to your grandpa Charlie, doesn't mean that you can run around here calling me Auntie. I will still drop kick your ass into next week right now." Leah insisted handing me a small bottle.
"And I will beat the snot out of you next Thursday tough girl." I replied, and took the bottle from Leah.
I felt a tingle through my body, as I glanced over my shoulder, Jake was staring at me again as the air caught in my lungs. I bit my lower lip taking the bronze God in where he stood, and the best part about it is that he was mine.
Everyone had the crazy idea that I was still oblivious to the imprinting, but I knew.
I reached for a curl fiddling with the end of it as I lost myself in the black eyes staring back at me, as my heart pounded in my chest.
"What the hell are you doing? You do not twirl your hair like a wide eyed school girl, while you are drooling over a man." Leah said punching my arm jolting me.
"What?" I whispered looking to my friend.
"Whatever, let's toast to your birthday." Leah said opening her small bottle of Jose Cuervo.
"Wait!" Kim called out, she was already tipsy.
"What has she had?" I whispered looking to Kim.
"Hell if I know, but I'm sure that Jared will appreciate it though." Leah said raising her eyebrows to me.
I shook my head laughing as the girls gathered with their small bottles of poison, each twisting the top releasing the vapors. The potent smell invaded my nostrils with urgency, as I looked to Leah who raised her bottle to the air.
"Are there anymore?" Paul called out just before Leah was to propose the toast.
"Yes, but not yet, we get to go first! This is a wolf girl thang." Leah grinned.
"Thang?" Emily laughed.
"Hush, so this is to surviving the past seven years, may Dracula with his cloaked posse, never show up here again to kill you." Leah nodded.
"Charming" Rebecca rolled her eyes, "here is to an amazing friend."
"Agreed!" Rachel and Emily grinned.
"Screw words just howl!" Kim said laughing hysterically.
"Here is to the video Kim never meant to make ending up on Youtube!" I teased, "Now we can howl."
Simultaneously we all threw out heads to the midnight sky releasing a howl, and erupting into laughter before taking the small bottles of tequila.
The toxin slid down my throat fairly smoothly, and it was not as bad as Leah made it out to be. By the third bottle I could hardly make out the poignant bite of the tequila.
"Dansh with mae!" Kim laughed grabbing my hands.
An odd giggle escaped my lips as I stumbled with Kim towards the little radio. Leah followed bending over turning the volume up dancing behind us as I moved to the beat of the song.
It had been one of my all time favorite songs "Good Lord Willing" by Little Big Town, the lyrics just fit with me as if it were a great pair of jeans. I allowed the seductive twang of the music flow through me as I closed my eyes moving the way my body wanted.