RPOV

I stared out the window, watching the gorgeous meadows float on by. The awkward silence on the drive back to his home was intentionally meant for me, and me alone. I was afraid to speak, I might say the wrong thing, and god forbid hurt his feelings. Did he even have feelings?

I focused on the grass. Everything was so green, and bright here. Much like the fairytales mom would read me when I was little. I could get lost in it all.

My mind began to wonder, the richness of the country drowning me in all it's beauty. Then his face appeared, and all I could see were those dark eyes, a full luscious mouth, hard features, and dusky skin. Shirr perfection wrapped up in a tough exterior, glaring back at me.

I know I shouldn't worry about him, but everything in me was crying out to confront him, make him notice me. I'm no child, and I refuse to be treated like a disgusting parasite. If only he'd talk to me, I think we could learn to be civil, and maybe even become good friends. If he'd only give it a try, but I won't hold my breath.

We must have arrived because I was pulled out of my trance by Alice's urgent tugs. She began to pull me out of the car. Then I heard a familiar voice, "Oh Alice, you look pretty as ever." I watched the small woman greet my family with open arms. "This handsome man. You doing o.k.?" Her voice in high soprano washed over me reminding me of my friend Zafrina.

Oh how I missed her. It's been 3 months since her honeymoon, and now she was permanently located in Italy, not wanting to be far from Alec. Their relationship still to this day seems foreign to me, but I guess that's what's so great about their relationship. They challenge each other. I guess I'd call him a friend now, after I forgave him for trying to kill my family. He to became one of my closest friends, more like a brother.

Now looking at Nahuel with his somber eyes, and hard features I find myself wondering could anything change his feelings toward me.
My thoughts once again leaving me as two small arms pulled me into a tight hug. "And you my dear are a gem. Just look at you." Her delicate, small, beautifully cold hands grazed my face placing soft kisses on my cheeks. She was always so sweet to me.

"You look just like your mother. I remember you quite well as a child." I could see the flashes of my childhood through her eyes. The day she took me in her arms, and let me show her a few precious moments of my life.

"What a beautiful little thing you were. Now I see you've become even more beautiful." Her stunning smile warmed me, I couldn't help but smile back.

With out taking her eyes off me she made the comment, "Don't you agree Nahuel?" My smile seeped down a notch, but I held his weak gaze. I could tell he was uncomfortable, being put on the spot is never fun. His face was paler than usual, almost as if he were sweating. Then he was gone, bags in hand. I thought I hurt him mutter a few sour words, but it could have been the wind.

"Don't mind him dear. He'll warm up to you in no time. He was a little fickle when he first met Alice to, and you've seen how they've become great friends." She smiled up at me.

"I wouldn't count on it, but thanks for the thought." I smile back.

"Come. We'll get you settled. You must be tired." I let her lead me away from the vehicle, toward the house.

I must have been daydreaming because before I knew it, I was in the house staring intently outside the wooden-sealed window.

My eye began to wonder the beautiful scenery. I couldn't help thinking I'd been here before. Everything seemed so familiar, but foreign at the same time.

I found a spot toward the woods opening, and focus my mind on it. The bolder that stood tall next to the entrance surprised me. Everything was blocked out, everything but this one spot. I dreamed of it once before. I'd stood there looking down at…Nahuel.

Nahuel was there,… of course. How could I not remember?

"Oh, there you are Nahuel." The mere mention of his name drew me from the hypnotic trance of this amazing view.

"I'm going to show Alice and Jasper to their room. Please help Renesmee to hers." I watched his face change from fire to ice in seconds. He took one hard look at me, and grabbed all my bags in one swift motion of his arms.

THAT'S GOT TO BE HEAVY!

I couldn't help thinking, "HE'S GOING TO THROW HIS BACK OUT," and I'm going to die laughing at his stubbornness. Alice always did tend to over pack.

I turned back to the window for one last look. Once again struck by the unique beauty of the meadow, and I wonder what it must have been like to live here.

In some ways it reminded me of home, but then again I'd never had so much sunshine, and the green was everywhere. He lived just like me, but in so many ways he'd had it harder.

There are something's that should not have been spoken of, or shown in my case, like my birth. I'd shown him those images to give him some peace, or just a smidge of understanding that it wasn't his fault for what happened to his mother. I just ended up frightening him away.

I felt a warm touch on my hand along with a under current of energy so delicious my body vibrated from the sensation. Then I heard my name being called.

"Renesmee," his voice was low and smoldering. He probably didn't know what was happening between us, but I sure did. As I faced him, my body grew hot, and I started to feel light headed, so I pulled away.

Surely he'd felt it. How could he not, I was practically glowing. So many emotions were running through my head, all at once. Feelings I'd never felt before, not even with Jacob. OH GOD! MY JACOB.

"Sorry,… I was hypnotized by the view." I said gesturing towards the window. "It seems like I've seen it before somewhere." My eyes lingered for a second.

The agitated concern in his voice overwhelming my senses. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said shrugging my shoulders. "Why wouldn't I be?" I tried to sound convincing. I shouldn't let him get to me.

"O.k.,… you gonna follow me this time." I'D FOLLOW YOU ANWHERE, came to mind, but I settled for a slight nod. He walk in front giving me the full view of his backside.

He was taller than me by about a good 5 inches, which gave me a great view of his butt. WOW! He must be doing some serious butt crunches from them to look so tight, and touchible. My hand was mid-air half way to their destination, thank god I got a hold of myself. No telling how he'd take it if I just grabbed a hold and…NO! Stop thinking about it.

My eyes still fix on his very nice derriere, as I walked into my room. My heel snake around the end of my luggage.

I tried to lift up, but that sent me falling back. "Ahhh…"

My squeal was cut off as I landed in his arm with a big, "Ommph…"

He felt so good. My body pressed harder against him, and then weakened at the shirr sweetness of this embrace. His breath cool against my cheek. I could feel his ragged breaths with each exhale.

His voice once again betraying him. "You're a clumsy one, Aphrodite."

WHAT DID HE JUST CALL ME?

I looked up, and couldn't help but stare at his mouth. I knew there was no way that he didn't feel this connection.

"Thanks for catching me." I said, my eyes searching his for a sign to press deeper. I felt myself getting dizzy by the sheer torturous friction between our bodies.

"I'm usually more grounded. I'm probably just jetlagged." I could be so easy between us, if only he'd let whatever this was happen.

Before I could stop myself I began to lick my lips. I watched as the lump in his throat descend, making him hoarse. "You should probably rest for a while then."

My voice a little shaky, "I think I will." My hand still gripping his arm for support. I shifted all my weight off him, and I knew the second I'd let go he'd be gone, and he did just that, leaving me all alone in the dark room.

I CAN'T BELIEVE I MADE A COMPLETE FOOL OUT OF MYSELF!

Fifteen minutes of sulking, I changed into my night clothes and crawled into a very comfortable bed. I could easy lose myself here. As soon as my head hit the pillow I was out.

My dreams always seemed familiar, but this was one I'd had already. The same meadow, the bolder, and the man. That man being the object of my recently found lust. He was stripped bare down to his waist. His hair misty, liked he just stepped out of the shower. The smell of gardenias, and fresh pine filled the air.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, staring intently in my direction. "No!" I snorted, at his retort.

"My guess is as good as yours, but" His eye glazed over me as I took a bold step toward him. "I should be asking you that question seeing how this is my dream."

"That's funny. I thought it was mine." It never occurred to me that he might be dreaming of me too. I kind of liked the idea.

My mouth creaked up into one of those devilish smiles I'd always seen my mother give my father. "Hmmm…" I brought my finger to my chin as if I thought of something brilliant. "That's different. Do you have something you want to tell me, or maybe something you want to show me."

"What,… No!" Quickly denying it, she watched him take two steps back.

"There's got to be something that you want." Every time he stepped back, I followed.

"What do you want?" I demanded, my voice pleading for him to take the bait.

"I don't want anything!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. I could tell he was annoyed, and damn near close to blurting out the truth.

"Nothing at all?" I asked, pressing the subject.

"I think you want me." All my confidence sprang to life in that one comment, and it gave me much delight to see him pause, then stiffen.

"Your ass!" THAT'S THE BEST YOU GOT!

"I think you want me, and your just to afraid to admit." I stepped a little closer. This time blocking his escape.

"I'm not afraid to admit anything!" He harsh breath fanning my face.

"Fine! Then tell me what you want." I said taking another step towards him, this time his back came up against the bolder. He looked like a defeated child.

"Take a step back." He said placing his hands out in front of him. "I don't have patience enough for you child." My smile widened, and he looked like he might dominate, if need be with in a second.

"I'm no child. I'm going to ask you again, and PLEASE answer me this time. What. Do. You. Want? His eyes piercing,… he looked almost hungry.

"You,… damn it!" Then his hand gripped my head, bringing my mouth to his in a heated assault. His grip was strong, and fierce, but my body craved to be closer. The friction he created against my lips was so erotic, I almost screamed out in triumph.

I woke up to complete darkness. My body neatly covered with blankets, which is probably why I was damp with sweat. Alice must have checked up on me.

The clock on the nightstand read 3:17 am. I didn't think I sleep an hour let alone seven.

A strong urge to answer natures call had me ripping the sheets away from my body. I almost fell as I leap from the bed.

Did I even know where the bathroom was?

AN - Late night encounters, Nahuels POV