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4. ANSWERS

I didn't sleep for very long. As soon as the light from the sun shone through my window, I woke up.

I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. I tried to piece together what had happened the night before. I felt something on my chest and it startled me. I looked down and saw Terry was sleeping on me.

I had completely forgotten. Terry! That's right, I remember now… He wanted to sleep with me.

I watched him sleep, lost in my own thoughts.

Eventually Terry picked his head up and looked at me. I stared into his eyes, excited by the words I was going to say. "Good morning." It may not seem like a big deal, but waking up with the one you love makes a big difference in how you feel. I wonder if he feels like this… Oh wait… "You talk in your sleep, you know."

"I do? What did I say?" His cheeks flushed. It was cute.

I smiled at him. Oh nothing, just that you want to find out if you love me… "Nothing important really."

He rolled off of me onto his back. "Jacob, why did you run yesterday? Why didn't you just tell me back at the Cullen's?"

I propped myself up on my elbow and looked down at him. "I wasn't… sure if we could imprint on other guys. I had to talk to Sam about it." I turned my head away.

"What does Sam think?" His curiosity amazed me.

I smiled thinking about how just some guy I met became so interested in my life. "Sam says that we just imprint on who we imprint on. We have no control. It just happens whether we want it to or not."

Terry looked thoughtful for a moment. "So you didn't want to imprint on me?" He sat up and stared at me.

His eyes were mesmerizing. I couldn't look away. "I… Umm…"

"Jacob are you debating on what to tell me because you don't want to hurt my feelings?" He stared at me dead in the eye.

Wow. He's good. That was pretty close to how I was feeling.

"Jacob look, I always want you to be honest with me. Whether you think I'd like the answer or not. Because I wouldn't like being lied to, even if it was to protect me." He said it so matter-of-factly.

I nodded. I really liked Terry. He was fun to talk to, even about serious stuff. "Ok. I understand. Well at first, no. I didn't want to have imprinted on a guy. But after thinking about it and seeing you again here, I realized that it doesn't matter. Not that I really had a choice anyway."

"So you're happy having imprinted on me?" He was so determined to get answers.

"Are you happy I imprinted on you?" I tried to look nonchalant.

He was silent for a minute. "Of all the people that could fall in love with me, I think you are a good choice."

I thought about that. I looked back at him, smiling. "If you're happy, then I'm happy." I dropped my smile, it was my turn for answers now. "Terry… What do you want to do…?"

"Eat…?"

I tried my hardest to fight a smile. He was being so adorable. I had to remain focused. "Would you like something? I'll make you whatever you want, but please, can you answer me?"

"What do I want to do about what?" He tried to play dumb.

I sat up, right in front of him. My face was mere inches away from his. "What do you want to do about this?" I took hold of his hand and placed it on my chest. I almost wavered in my determination as contact with him sent electricity through my body. "About us?" I put my hand on his chest. I felt his heart beat quicken.

He was lost in his thoughts for a while, but he slowly started leaning closer to me. He blinked a few times and stopped moving. His lips were barely an inch away from my own. Come on Jacob, hold it… Hold it… Let him make the first move… He sat back a little, his eyes locked onto mine. "Why don't we see how this plays out?"

Wow… We were so close to kissing… I nodded my head. "I can wait." I smiled at him and he smiled back. How much I enjoyed seeing him smile. "So how about that breakfast?" I got up and held the door open for him.

He just stared at me. Terry was an interesting person. I was glad I imprinted on him. He's going to make things fun.