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Jake POV
We could have been standing there for ten minutes or more. I was just holding her close to me. Enjoying the fact that my Little Ness was home and safe and alive.
Those three things were all I wished for while she was gone. I know she wasn't at her safest now but I would protect her against the Volturi. No one was touching or harming my Little Ness.
I think I should stop calling her Little Ness though. She's hardly little anymore. She's eighteen (in a way.) As she said, she had boobs. And I had to deal with the fact that she wasn't a little kid anymore.
I needed to deal with the fact that I am suppressing a boner right now. But that is a totally different matter.
Nessie was grown up but not. She was mature yet she wasn't. She was eighteen yet she was ten. I couldn't wrap my head about it. I wanted to be with her, but she didn't make the move. And I wanted her to make the move.
Once she made the move I would know that she was ready to be with me. I would have to suppress my needs to throw her on her bed and claim her as my mate. Because that is what my wolf mind was thinking. He was very into mating and claiming and impregnating at the moment.
I knew I wasn't ready to be a dad until she was ready to carry my child and be the mother to my children. It was a nice image though.
2.5 rugrats with a puppy and light russet skin and curly bronze hair. Little league and ballet lessons. Nessie's stomach round with my child.
Woah there Jake. Nessie has been back less than an hour and you are thinking of a family with her. I bet she would be creeped out by that. I thought to myself.
There was a knock on the door before Charlie stuck his head through the gap.
"Separate and come down stairs." He ordered with a smile. Nessie smiled back and left the room and I gathered her t-shirt and jeans.
I heard the door close behind me and I turned to see Charlie standing in his cop pose. Arms crossed and legs parted with a stern father look on his face.
"So, what was that I just walked in on?" He asked, giving me a very judgemental look.
"Talking. Hugging. You know friendly PG loveliness." I told him.
He shook his head and looked down to the floor. "Jacob, she's still a child. Under the laws of the state, it would be child molestation. I would have to arrest you." He told me, as a matter of fact-ly.
I knew wanting her was wrong. I knew it sounded and was disgusting but she looked eighteen. She was mentally eighteen. I sounded like a pervert but age was just a number. Oh God, I was a pervert, a sick pervert.
"I have no intentions of it going any further until she is old enough." I said, slightly lying to myself and Charlie.
If Nessie wanted it to go further, I would be there with my arms wide open. She would get flowers and chocolates and as many romantic dinners as she wanted. I would sing – with my terrible singing voice – from the highest rooftops that I loved her.
I wouldn't care if I was arrested. She was Nessie, my Nessie and what she wanted, she got. I would sell my business; I would sell my bike, my home, just if it made her happy.
"Make sure it stays friendly Jake. I don't want to have to put you in prison." He said, opening the door before turning back, "But if you touch my Grandbaby before she turns eighteen, I will make sure you go in a cell with a cellmate with boundary issues." He added with a smile.
Charlie left me standing there, on my own and a little scared of the man who was a foot shorter than me.
So no touching Nessie that wasn't in a strictly PG, best friend light. Some hugging but no cuddling, and maybe the occasional kiss on the cheek. No touching of body parts that would be deemed inappropriate, so no cupping her ass or breasts. No kissing her neck.
I would have to keep my fantasies as fantasies until she was old enough. And I would try to fight it if she wanted me.
And knowing Nessie, she could get what she wanted. And new Nessie was sexy and lovely and perfect and beautiful and everything I wanted. I mean, she had a tattoo and I found that so sexy. Incredibly sexy.
I had to stop thinking about how sexy she was. She now had to be adorable and cute. Not a vixen that could rip my heart out again. She had to be like a kid. I had to treat her with respect and like a little sister or a best friend.
No naked shower montages for you Jake, I thought to myself.
I collected Nessie's clothes and took them downstairs. I was so glad she had kept her underwear on because I don't think I would have been able to cope with seeing what kind of panties she wore.
Sue took her clothes and put them in the kitchen. I saw Nessie's bronze hair in front of the shower; I could smell the food coming from her direction.
I was suddenly hungry again. I haven't felt hungry in a long time. A long, long time. I normally pushed my food around the plate, taking the occasional bite. I ate what normal humans ate which was less than I should. My stomach growled at me.
Okay, okay, I'll get something to eat. I growled back internally.
I went into the kitchen and raided the fridge and cupboard, ending up with two large bags of chips and some pretzels. I went to sit on the armchair, near to where Nessie was sitting on the floor with her meal, just pushing the chicken around her plate.
Nessie didn't like white meat. She was a red meat kind of girl, the bloodier the better. She had eaten her vegetables, which from what I remembered; I had to sit her on my knee and promise to take her to La Push so she would eat her veggies. I remember the faces she pulled and how much she whined.
For some reason I missed that.
Even though she was home, I missed her. I missed her growing up. I missed her first day at school, her first crush, and her first non-family friend. I missed her change in attitude toward veggies. I missed her going through puberty (something I was kind of glad of). I missed her growing more everyday.
Even though it made me smile at the memories that I had of her, I had so few and they were so long ago. No matter how many memories I made with her now, I would never see those nine years of her life. I would never see the transition from little girl to young woman.
She was a beautiful young woman too.
"Nessie, do you wanna stay on our sofa sweetie?" Sue asked. I looked up quickly. Sue was handing Nessie blankets.
Nessie looked at me before saying, "Jake said I could stay at his." She said.
Yay! Nessie will be in your house where you can accidentally come across her naked, in the shower.
I hated my inner monologue. I need to calm it down. All it gives me is sexual images of her and I need to not have them. Only an hour of it and I was sick. I know I never had it when she was away or little. It was like every single sexual desire anyone wanted came on me all at once in one hour and I had to suppress it.
"No. That is not happening. I will put her in a hotel or I will ask Leah to live at Jakes, but Nessie is not staying with him. Over my dead body." Charlie said, suppressing the urge to shout. I could hear his heart rate go up slightly.
Nessie looked confused and scared. I wanted her to live with me. She needed my protection and the protection that the pack and La Push gave her.
"Grandpa, Jake is my friend, he won't hurt me." She said before she got up and sat on the arm of the chair, right next to me. She grabbed my hand out of the bag of chips I had been eating. "I trust him Grandpa. I have a space at his." She stopped quickly. "Well, I think I do." She added.
I looked up at her and smiled. "I never touched your old room. We can get you a new bed and redecorate."
I could go out tomorrow and buy paint and we could go try out beds. In the store. With our clothes on. Spaced well apart. I could even get Paul and Rachel to chaperone.
"I don't like it. You're still a kid Nessie and Jacob isn't exactly a stable carer. He can barely look after himself. His sister has to go to his house to make sure he is still alive." Charlie nearly yelled. His face was getting red and flushed with anger.
Nessie didn't need to know about my life without her. Nessie didn't know about me imprinting on her but she knew about Imprinting. I would tell her when I knew she was ready to know about it. And she would be ready to know before I told her I loved her in a romantic way. This would be in eight years time when Charlie got his way.
Nessie looked even more confused. "He looks a little ill but I see that he is eating in his usual amounts."
I looked down to the pretzels and chips and smiled. I was now getting back to my old eating habits. Eating anything that was edible.
"For the last few years, he hasn't been eating-" Charlie started before I interrupted him.
"I'm better now Charlie, that's all that matters right? And if Nessie wants to stay at mine, she is more than welcome. She has her own room and she can have the extra bathroom. It will be nice to spend some time with her. And I bet she can cook up a storm like her Grandma Esme."
Nessie smiled at me before touching my cheek. This time she transmitted her voice to my mind. We'll talk about this later, she told me, replaying Charlie's statement afterward.
I nodded before looking down guilty. I would tell her I was very ill for some time. I wasn't happy but now I was and it didn't matter about the past now. She was home, in Forks and that's all that mattered to me.
"I'd better live with him if he hasn't been taking care of himself. Get him into tip top condition." She said, patting my hand and using her persuasive attitude to convince Charlie and Sue.
Sue looked at Charlie then back at me. Billy was sat there, smiling and me and Nessie. Just at me and Nessie, like a proud father meeting his son's fiancée. I shook my head smiling. Sue and Billy knew how much this would mean to me if Nessie stayed with me. Charlie was just thinking of protecting his little girls little girl against men.
"Let her stay with him Charlie. She will have a separate room." Sue reminded Charlie.
Charlie grunted and looked at me and Nessie, then to Billy and then to Sue. My dad was begging him with his eyes. I know that my dad didn't want me to be that way again. He wanted me to be happy. That's all a father wanted for their children. Health and happiness and if Nessie was staying with me then she would be happy. And I would be happy. I would have more time with her and I would be able to build out relationship from the ground up.
"Fine. She can stay with you." Charlie grumbled.
