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Renessme's POV
Chapter 4: Fun With Flirting
I thought Jacob's eyes were going to pop out of his head. Apparently being a temptress came natural to me. I'm sure knowing that Jacob wanted me, mind, body, and soul probably gave me a little extra confidence.
"What's the matter Jacob? Cat got your tongue?" I said as I smiled slyly and sighed. "Well, if you are having trouble deciding, I would suggest the italian herb rubbed steak. I really want you to keep your strength up for later...if you know what I mean." I cooly ran the tip of my high heel up the inside of this calf and stared straight into his eyes.
He cleared his throat, adjusted his tie, and placed his strong hands flat against the table. Leaning towards me with a smirk, he gave me a little nod to do so also. I obliged and met him half way. Once his lips were at my ear I felt the warm steady tickle of his breath against my neck. Every hair, every fiber of my being was standing on end with lust and anticipation.
"I know you think you are a coy little minx, but one day, my dear, we will be in a very private place with my very private thoughts and nothing to stand in the way of me acting on them. So, unless you want to make me lose control and do something you may regret, it would be prudent of you to not add fuel to the fire," he said as I drew in a sharp breath.
It wasn't so much a scolding as a strict forewarning. He never said that he himself would not chose the aforementioned scenario, just that he didn't want to do anything that I would regret. I liked domineering Jacob. How little you know of me and my deepest desires Mr. Black.
I wasn't afraid of him. He would never do anything to hurt me, still, I knew I was pushing him a little too far a little too fast. As much as he wanted to make me happy, I wanted to make him happy as well, so I relented...for the time being.
"Now, let's have an enjoyable G rated diner, shall we?" he said as he drew away from me, keeping my eyes engaged.
I leaned in farther and captured his lips in a gentle sweet kiss. "Settle for PG-13? I asked against his lips.
A slight moan escaped his lips. "Deal," he said as he exhaled loudly.
The waitress came and took our order, eyeing Jacob up and down before she left, as if I didn't exist. "You know, it never feels good being the least desirable person in the relationship," I said.
"What are you talking about?" he asked. As if he didn't know he had half the female population drooling over him.
"I see the way women look at you. No one ever looks at me like that," I pouted, casting my eyes down to my lap.
Jacob placed a finger under my chin and lifted my gaze to him. "First of all, I can name 20 guys that look at you in a way that makes me want to pummel them...daily. Second, you know it will only be you that I look at like that. You are mine, Nessie, and I am yours for as long as you will have me," he said as I smiled widely.
"Now, I do believe we have prom plans to make. I did make a promise to your parents," he said as he laid my napkin in my lap.
I laughed. "Prom? Aren't you technically a little old for that? Besides, it's not like we would have any friends to go with," I said as I shook my head.
"I'm hurt. Am I that much of a loser that you won't go to prom with me?" he asked with a slightly joking tone and a bit of actual pain in his eyes.
I had to do some damage control and quick. "I didn't say that. It's just..."
"It will be fun and think of it this way, we will be making your parents very happy which will make them lighten up on the rules...maybe, which will make us very happy," he said.
"You clearly don't know my parents very well."
"OK. How about me, Nessie. It would make me beyond happy to escort you to your prom. Don't you think I'm worth it?"
He was guilting me and it was working. "OK, OK. Here are the stipulations. We will go dutch, I will only commit to two slow dances, and if at any time I feel uncomfortable I reserve the right to leave. No amount of whining will sway me," I said with the firmest of convictions.
"I pay for everything, one slow dance, unless you are up for more, after which if you feel uncomfortable we can precede to make the rest of the night a regular date. Deal?" he countered. He was good and clearly enjoying making me understand that this relationship was going to be about give and take.
"Fine. Deal," I said as I extended my hand to his to shake on it.
Diner arrived as we finished up details of the event to come. I clearly had to consult with aunt Alice the fashion diva ASAP. I'm sure she would also be helping Jacob, wether he liked it or not.
Once we were finished, Jacob paid the bill, as I protested in vain, and offered his arm to escort me out. As we reached the car, he tenderly cupped my cheek in his warm hand, bending down to meet my lips. It wasn't enough. I worried it would never be enough and I would die trying to make it so. I kissed him with all the passion in my being and this time I felt him return it all and then some.
He broke the kiss and placed his forehead against mine. "Let's go, there is something I want to show you," he said breathing heavily.
He opened the door for me before trotting to the other side to let himself in. "Where are we going?" I asked.
"You'll see," was all he answered and I didn't care. I would go anywhere with Jacob Black. Little did he know, but I would endure a million high school proms as long as he was by my side. Little did I know, high school proms would pale in comparison to what would happen next.
