I feel Jake's hand caress the back of my knee as he pulls to the traffic light. From the middle of the back seat, I spot a McDonald's and instantly crave a fountain coke as Jake switches lanes.
For some reason, as lame as it sounds, I've always loved being high, crammed in the car with Jake's boys, listening to good music while riding around.
I have special privileges when it comes to doing things like this- going on drug runs with the guys. I've been around most of them since I was little, so they consider me to be one of them. They know I won't roll on them. As feminine as I am, I know that they see me as one of their crew.
The car slows down and I know that Jake knows what I want. He spotted the McDonalds as well and we pull into the drive through.
I feel Edward's pointer finger gently stroke the under side of my forearm and I smile, leaning my head back against the leather, looking at the ceiling.
It's insane, my life.
The push-pull I put myself through every day just to keep the two of them. I want to look at Edward but I can't because emotions are so high that everyone in the car will know my inner thoughts if I look him in the eyes right now.
Therefore, I just smile, and lay my head against the leather as the bass lowers and Jake orders two cokes and three fudge sundaes.
Minutes later, Emmett has already killed his sundae and Edward hasn't touched his. He wants me to take a bite. I know he does.
He's so thoughtful like that.
He never takes a bite of his food before I touch mine when we're together. He's put his sundae in the cup holder in front of me and starts breaking up some bud.
I grab his spoon and pull out an ice-cold delicious bite of creamy vanilla heaven. God, it tastes so good with my Coke.
I glance at him as I pull the spoon out of my mouth. I feel the corners of my smile spread wide with my happiness. Edward is beautiful.
Since Edward is sitting behind Jake, his head is positioned behind Jake's headrest and straight in line with mine so that he can tell me everything he wants to with his eyes, with no threat of Emmett or Jake seeing.
Jasper is counting money; so we both know he isn't paying attention to our slow motion love affair back here.
As his fingers break the bud, his eyes are on mine, burning an intense fire. I can't stay locked into his gaze, so I bail out for a glance at the perfect pile he's made on the CD case. I glance back up to his eyes and they're still on mine. He winks at me as he pulls a pack of papers from his wallet. I watch as his beautiful hands mold the mound of bud into a perfect cigarette-shaped joint.
The bass is high again and I'm feeling fuzzy from the weed I've already smoked today so I just smile at him in contentment as he looks back to me.
With his eyes piercing mine, he takes the joint, brings it to his lips and licks it sealed with a smirk, as he puts it behind his ear.
He knows what he does to me.
I watch his hand move in slow motion towards my legs. I watch him, watching me, for my reaction and I'm on high alert as his hand moves closer to me.
Closer to the area between my legs.
Lightning strikes there.
I start to tense up and then he does it.
He grabs his sundae.
Fucking tease.
Thank God.
I hear him let out a breathy laugh to himself as I squeeze my thighs together.
I release my knees from the clench that provides me no relief, and I feel Jake's fingers find their way back into the crease of my knee as he holds the steering wheel with his other hand.
I look to the front seat and my focus shifts to the mirror as I see him eyeing Edward.
Did he just see all of that? Did he watch me flood with euphoria as I looked at Edward? Does he know something is going on?
I'm so high that I've completely let down my guard and I'm paranoid on top of that.
I look next to me to see that Emmett is concentrating on his phone. Jasper is still working on the fudge stuck to the side of his sundae cup and Jake is now staring straight at me.
Panic starts to roll through me as I adjust my position.
"Hey, E." Jake says. looking to Edward and back to me.
I hear him speak but Edward doesn't. He's into the song as he mouths the words and brings a spoonful of ice cream to his mouth. Edward looks to me, holding out a spoonful of ice cream, as if to ask if I want another bite, but Jake is eyeing both of us in the rear view and I'm so paranoid I can't even move.
Jake's attention is alternating between Edward, me and the road as he waits on Edward to reply, and though it's only been about five seconds, it feels like so much longer.
I feel Emmett reach behind me and across the seat to flick the back of Edward's head.
"Yo, E!"
I hear Jake call him again as the car sets back into motion.
Edward's elbow is in my space as he places the sundae in the cup holder and brings the joint from behind his ear to his lips, licking it sealed one more time...keeping his cool while I fall apart.
"Yeah"
He looks into the rear view mirror at Jake.
Every muscle in my body tightens as the two of them look at each other. Can they read each other's thoughts? Is this it? Is it gonna go down right now, right here, in this car?
Edward won't let him hurt me. I say this to myself over and over to remain calm.
Jake glances at me and then back to Edward as he says "So where were you last night? Everybody showed but you."
I hear Edward's lighter flick as my jaw tightens.
Edward's tone is calm, "I told you yesterday that I wasn't gonna make it." He brings the joint to his lips as if what Jake is asking is no big deal. "You don't listen to me," he says as he takes a pull and inhales while looking at the joint and then back to him.
He stares him straight in the eyes as he blows smoke in his direction. No lies from Edward, just straight forward answers.
"Shit was badass E. Fuckin' girls every where. You know Alec's gonna be gettin' pussy on the side now that he's finally open, too" Emmett chimes in about last night as he winks at me when I look at him with disgust.
Alec and Victoria have been together for as long as I can remember. I can't imagine one without the other.
My heart stops when I feel Edward's hand on my chin as he turns my face to his.
