Jake and I were at his house, courtesy of Grandma Esme and Grandpa Carlisle. It was a two story home with modern furniture. Nothing to fancy or extreme. Mostly because there was always wolves there, and secondly because it was Jacob's style. He had a spare bedroom for when I was younger and would stay over. We would stay up and watch movies from the 60's, my choice, and tell silly stories. It was all childish, and Jacob did it all for me.
We were lying on his bed, or rather he was lying, and I was sitting and drawing lines down his perfect chest. He grabbed my hand when I was making my third round down his chest. I looked at him and my breath caught when I looked at his face. He had this look of… Gosh, I don't know how to explain it. The way he was looking at me. His eyes so sure of what he wanted. He loved me. I had doubted him so many times on this, but looking into his eyes right now it was impossible to deny. Jacob Black loved me.
I leaned in a pulled his face to mine in a passionate kiss. I knew that we both needed this right now. But, we also knew the rules. My father made sure of that. I was only allowed to spend time at Jacob's house after we started dating if we swore no sex. This is where the father reading your mind thing isn't so good. If Jacob and I did end up doing it, my father would know the instant I got within 5 miles of the house. He'd be sure to kill Jacob. If he got to him before my mom.
About 5 months ago my mother and Alice had walked in on Jake and I making out on the couch. If she could have blushed, that would have been the perfect time. I could tell she was upset about it because she ran to her room in a way that I didn't think possible for a vampire. Jacob laughed it off and said she'll recover. But, my mother never has really been fond over me and Jake's relationship. Although I never understood why. Maybe it was because he was her best friend, dating her daughter, that had her so worked up. But, my mom was sensitive about a lot of things.
"I love you." Jacob said, pulling me out of my daze.
I smiled. "I love you too, Jake. More than you'll ever know."
"Show me?" He asked.
So I lifted my hand to his face and showed him everything. From the day I was born to the day he tried to make us dinner and lit the kitchen on fire. I showed him all the things I loved about him. Every minute, every second we were together I was the happiest girl in the world. I couldn't wait to marry this man and spend the rest of his life with him.
We were back at the cottage and my mom and dad were listening to Rosalie and Emmett argue. When Jacob and I walked in Emmett's faced lit up, just waiting for the perfect moment to start his jokes. I, on the other hand, wasn't looking forward to it.
I let go of Jake's hand as I went into the kitchen to get me something to drink. He followed me into the kitchen. Scared to be alone with my family I guess.
"Can you hand me a glass?" I asked him. If he was going to follow me around like a lost puppy he could at least be useful.
"Sure."
Suddenly I had this sharp ache in my side.
"Dad!" I said both on the inside and the outside.
Next thing I knew I was on the ground and Jacob was saying my name. I blacked out.