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Chapter 8 Playlist: Good Girls Gone Bad by Cobra Starship

Good Girls

Jacob's POV

I couldn't help but stare. I didn't know a thing about this girl except that she had reddish copper color hair and her skin was very pale. Well, there was also the fact that I felt a pull towards her that I couldn't describe. A pull that I have somewhat felt since I saw her nearly three weeks ago when she stumble upon an almost vampire attack. My eyes glanced down to her smooth thighs and followed her long legs until they were lost under the dash. I could tell her feet were small by the way she was able to easily maneuver the clutch and the gas at the same time. She appeared to be perfect, maybe a little too perfect. For me anyways. Then again if I understood the imprint process, my imprint is supposed to be the perfect match to me.

I could hear my house brothers making small talk in the back, even with the wind blowing around. I looked back over to Renesmee and cleared my throat. She quickly glanced my way and attempted to smile before focusing back on the highway. I watched as she sped through LA rush hour like she was on the autobahn in Germany.

Mhmm, she appears to like for things to go fast.

But deep down I knew I couldn't move fast. I wanted this to last forever. I wanted her forever. If I could just see her eyes to know for sure if she was the one.

I watched as she reached up under her dark sunglasses. It was then that I realized that she was crying.

I leaned over to speak closer to her ear so that she would be able to hear me. "You okay?"

She jumped slightly and turned quickly to look at me before nodding her head. "Fine."

I nodded to confirm. "So, Renesmee, sort of a mouthful. Is it a family name?"

"Yes, I was named after my grandparents."

"Do I get a last name?"

I watched as she chewed on her bottom lip. "Um, Masen. And you?"

"Jacob Black. Why Tijuana?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "It's my birthday and my friends wanted to stretch my cars legs. Why not?"

"Happy birthday."

"Thanks."

For the next few hours we didn't say anything else. My eyes tried to focus as the cars and trees flew by me. When we came to customs she somehow managed to get us through without so much as a bat of an eye. I could tell that this girl was used to getting what she wants. I mean she put a grand on me.

Eventually she glided into the Hilton Inn that was located right on the beach. I could tell by the glass entrance and the huge fountain up front that hit was not a cheap motel that rents by the hour. I could hear the brother's jaws drop and hit the floor boards as they looked at the place. Granted we lived in LA, but most of us do not get off of campus much.

Renesmee put the car in park and then opened her door. "I will be just a moment."

With that she closed the door and I watched as her hips swung as she walked through the revolving door.

"This is where we are staying?" Brian asked.

"Yes," Nix started. "But don't worry, Renesmee is handling everything."

"Is she rich or something?" Jonathan mumbled.

I could see Bee smile from behind me. "Or something. She doesn't talk about her family. I just know that she comes from money."

A couple of minutes later Renesmee walked back toward the car a few keys dangling from her fingers. She jumped back into the driver seat without even opening the door and I could not help how grateful she appeared to be.

"We will be parking in the garage and walking to the rooms. I have three rooms. The girls and I decided that it would be easier for us to know each other that way. After all we are supposed to be on date."

As much as I thought that spending the weekend with this goddess something in me told me it seemed wrong and fast. Renesmee followed the drive to the large underground parking deck and found a spot quickly. We all climbed out and went to the back of the car while she popped the trunk as well as put the top back up on the car. Together the six of us walked toward the elevator and we piled on. No one really spoke much. I think the guys were trying to keep the goofy grin off their faces at the idea of being in a hotel room with a random chick.

"Bee and Nix, room 783 and 784. I will be in room 785," Renesmee said as she handed over two envelopes with the key cards in them. '

When we reached the seventh floor the elevator dinged open and off we went in search of our hotel rooms. Renesmee stopped in front of room 785, slid her key in and opened the door. She walked in and threw her overnight bag on the bed closes to the door. When I took in the room part of me was disappointed, but grateful at the same time when I saw the two double size beds. I put my bag on the other bed and then walked over to the sliding glass door that opened out to the balcony. The view was beyond beautiful. The crystal clear Pacific ocean and the sandy beaches that looked like hints of glass. Nothing like the beaches back home in La Push.

The wind picked up slightly and I could smell the sweet smelling scent of Renesmee behind me. I turned and she as she reached up and ran her hands through her hair.

"I'm going to take a shower really quick," she smiled as she turned on her heel and walked toward the bathroom. "I thought that we can go take a walk along the beach before dinner. I have reservations made at the Hard Rock for eight. All of us well be going."

She opened the bathroom door and reached up to take off her sunglasses. It was then that I noticed how red and splotchy her face was. She kept her head down and tried the tearstained face with her shoulder length hair.

"That sounds good," I said and walked over to my bed.

I lay back on the bed and crossed my feet eyeing the door anxiously waiting for her to step back out. There were so many questions that I wanted to ask. So many things I wanted to know. I heard the shower cut off and closed my eyes to feign sleep. A few minutes later I heard the door open and the light footsteps as she walked across the room to her bed. She was running a towel through her hair and was wearing a pale yellow sun dress with very thin straps and a plunging bust line that did not leave much to the imagination.

She looked over at me and on reflex I looked over to her. Her eyes appeared to be wide with shock and I think my eyes matched hers. I slowly sat up never breaking contact. Her eyes swirled liked molted chocolate and the pull that I have felt for three weeks felt like the last steel cable that was trying to pull us together was locked down. Locked and pulled straight to her. I wanted to walk over to her and brush the small lock of hair that was falling into her eyes just so I can continue to look at them. I swallowed hard before letting out a shaky breath. After all of these years of searching I finally found her.

"Is everything okay?" she asked as she pulled her hair out of her face and tied it back into a ponytail.

"Um, yeah," I sumbled as I stood up to my feet. "I was just thinking about your name."

She chewed on her lip like she was thinking. "What about my name?"

"I wanted to know what you think of Nessie?"

She wrinkled her nose as she looked at me. "Nessie, like the Loch Ness Monster? You think I'm a monster."

I could see her eyes begin to rim with tears. I shook my head quickly as I walked toward her and put my hands on her shoulders. "No, Nessie, you are far from a monster. I just think Nessie suites you. The Loch Ness Monster is one of a kind fable. I can tell that you are one of a kind."

"I'm almost one of a kind," she mumbled so low under her breath that I barely caught it before she locked her eyes with me again. "Nessie?"

"If that's okay?"

She nodded her head. "I never had a nickname before. At least until recently. A good friend of mine called me Ren, but she passed away a couple of days ago."

She wiped a tear that fell from her eye. So that explains the blotchy red tear stained face. I moved my hands from her shoulders and pulled her closer to me enveloping her into a hug. I lowered my chin to her head and inhaled deeply. Her scent was close to orgasmic being this close to her. My eyes felt like they were going to roll into the back of my head. She felt perfect and so warm. My eyes bugged out when I acknowledged her body temperature. Nobody ever felt warm to me.

"It's nice to have someone warm wrap their arms around me," she mumbled into my chest.

I chuckled slightly. "I was sort of thinking the same thing. Nessie, why are you so warm? Do you feel okay?"

I could feel her shake her head. "No, I just run a high body temperature. What about you?"

"The same." Even though I already knew her reasons and mine were different. I could tell by her smell that she wasn't a wolf.

"I guess we should get going."

She reached down and picked up her wallet and tucked into a pocket that was in her dress. "Here," she handed me a key card. I slid into my pocket while the two of walked toward the door.

We were quiet as we took the elevator down to the lobby and then out to the clear beaches. I reached down and took her tiny hand into my big one and I felt like my heart was re-started with the jolt of energy that flowed through the two of us. I couldn't help but smile at how perfect her hand fit into mine.

"So how long have you lived in California?" I asked wanting to know as much I can about her.

"I just moved here when I started school. What about you?"

"Oh, about six years. I am originally from Washington State. Where's home?"

"My family currently lives in New Hampshire. What about your family, do they still live in Washington?"

I nodded my head. "I believe so." This was a topic I really did not want to discuss. Deep down I felt terrible about how much I have hurt not only my father, but my pack brothers as well when I left. "Tell me about your family?"

"Um, I have big family. My two aunts and two uncles. My Grandparents from my dad's side and then there are my mom and dad of course. We all live together pretty much. We are very close. We would die for one another it if meant we could protect each other. Do you have a big family?"

"No, not really. My mom died when I was a couple of years old. My dad raised my twin sisters. Then there were my friends. We were more like brothers and sister than anything else. Like you, we would die for each other."

We walked in silence for a few minutes. I kept glancing over at her trying to memorize everything. Her eyes a deep chocolate with a few gold specks scattered throughout. Her perfectly shaped brown eyebrows that outlined the almond shape of her eyes. The freckles that lined her nose and the way she wrinkled her nose when while she thought. How my hand wanted to reach out and touch the small mole that was positioned just so under the left side of her jaw barely noticeable to the naked eye.

"So, what do you study?" Nessie asked.

It took me a minute to refocus my attention from my gawking to answering her question. "Oh, um, Sports Medicine. And you?"

"Pediatric Oncology," Nessie looked down to her watch. "Oh, we need to get going. The reservations are in thirty minutes."

We turned around and began to follow our footprints back the way we came, but instead of heading into the hotel we walked farther down the beach until we were outside the decking of Hard Rock Café. I could see Jon and Brian both sitting down with Bee and Nix. The four of them laughing and all holding a beer in their hands.

"Hey, Renesmee," Bee stood up and waved us over. "Jacob, over here!"

The two of walked over to their table which was situated close to the already packed bar. I could see a band warming up a few feet away getting ready to play.

"The guys went ahead and ordered some wings and a bucket of beer," Nix said reaching into the bucket and pulling out two Bud Lights handing one to each of us.

Renesmee shook her head. "No, thanks, I don't drink."

I took mine and popped the top taking a long swig. It felt great going down and I chugged over half in one swallow.

"What do you mean you don't drink?" Jon asked flabbergasted. "We're in college, we all drink."

Nessie shrugged her shoulders. "I just never had the desire to drink."

I watched as she bit her lip and looked down trying to avoid the eyes of the others at the table. I couldn't tell if she looked embarrassed, but if I had to guess at the emotion that was spread across her face I would think she was hiding something.

"Well, we will have to change that," Brian said as he reached over and put an arm around Bee's shoulders moving his fingers to try and get the attention of the waiter.

"Have we decided on anything else," the server said speaking decent English.

"Can we get a bottle of Jose and six shot glasses."

We each continued to give our order and then sat back enjoying the band that began to play. Renesmee appeared to be nervous though, her eyes constantly darting around and on edge.

I leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Hey, you okay?"

She jumped slightly before focusing her eyes on me. "Yeah, I'm just out of my element."

I nodded. "You wanna dance?"

The music slowed as she nodded and I reached over to take her warm hand in mine as I led her to where others were dancing. I put my hand on her slender waist while the other I kept a tight hold on her hand.

"This is nice," she smiled.

I couldn't help but smile and lock my eyes onto her chocolate ones. All I wanted to do was lower my lips and press them against her smooth ones. I wanted to know if she tasted as good as she smelled.

"I've never done this before," she said.

"Never done what?"

"Danced, hung out with friends, thought to jump in a car and just drive across the border. If my family could have heart attacks they would if they found out." She gasped and tried to pull out of my hands, but I held on tighter.

I was confused with her statement. If they could have heart attacks. "What do you mean if they could?"

"Um," she chewed on her bottom lip. "I meant my family would die if they knew I was here. They're very strict."

I could tell she was lying. "You're hiding something."

She jerked her head up to look at me. "You're hiding something, too. I know you're different. I am not completely sure how just yet, but you are."

"Why do you think I'm different?"

She squeezed my hand. "You're hot. Everyone usually feels cool to the touch to me. And then this might seem odd, but you smell good as well. Like the woods, summer sun showers. Then it's just you. Something about you draws me in and it has since the first time I saw you."

I smiled knowing that I had an effect on her. "You smell good to me as well. Sweet like chocolate and cinnamon and apples. You're warm to the touch as well. You have had an effect on me as well when I first saw you."

She leaned in farther and rested her head on my chest and let out a heavy sigh. "I can't explain it, but I feel safe with you and I have felt safe with you since I saw you save Nix from the vam," she stopped suddenly and opened her eyes wide.

I tensed as well. I wasn't sure how she figured it out, but I could tell that she did. As much as I would love to tell her everything about me I knew I couldn't. I just officially met her not even ten hours earlier. I knew that it was time to change the direction of the conversation and guide her back to the table when the song ended and I could see the food being brought out.

"Come on lets go eat dinner," I unwrapped my hands from her and moved to the table.

I could see that the other four finished off another bucket of beer and already had a line of shot glasses filled with tequila.

"We decided to play a little game," Bee said bouncing in her seat.

I eyed them suspiciously. "What kind of game?"

Nix rolled her eyes. "A drinking game."

"I don't think so," Nessie said quickly before picking up a fry and popping it in her mouth.

"AWE come on, Renesmee, let lose a little." Bee whined.

Nessie eyed the gold liquor that sat in front of her. "You know what, you're right. I'm in college I should enjoy this huma…um this experience."

Bee and Nix clapped their hands together excitedly.

"So how do I play?" Nessie asked as she reached out for the glass.

"We will play truth. One person will ask a question. If the answer to the question is true take a drink if not then you don't."

I furrowed my brow together. This would be a good way to get to know Nessie, but I wasn't sure if it was the best way for her to get to know me.

"Okay," Nessie smiled and moved the glass closer to her.

"I'll go first," Jon said. "Don't worry I will start light. I don't like chemistry."

Jon reached down and took a drink while the rest of us followed suit. Well, all of us but Nessie.

"You like chemistry?" Bee asked shocked.

"Yeah, I'm in school for medicine."

"I love sleeping in late," Bee said while all of us reached for our glasses. I dumped it down the back of my throat, the liquor stinging slightly.

I looked over to Nessie who wrinkled her nose and then stuck her tongue out in distaste. "God, this stuff is awful! You guys enjoy drinking this stuff?"

Bee drank another shot and when we all realized that it was Nessie's turn and that she asked a question the rest of us took the next shot.

"I'm not a virgin," Nix said lifting her glass high in the air before dropping it into her mouth. Everyone else but Nessie swallowed their drink.

I was shocked to find out that she was a virgin. Then again she did seem to have aura of innocence about her.

"I never kissed a guy," I said throwing my drink back along with Jon, Brian and Nessie.

"Oh my God," Nix said with shock written all over her face. "You never kissed a guy before?"

Renesmee slid her chair out from the table and stood up. "I'm going to back to the hotel. I'm not feeling very well."

Bee and Nix looked at each other quickly before Bee spoke again. "Sorry, Renesmee you said you lived a sheltered life, but I just didn't know it was this sheltered."

Nessie shook her head in disagreement. "It's not that. I don't like the taste and I'm not feeling very good. Have fun and put the bill on the hotel's tab."

She walked away from me and I felt like rubber bands were pulling me tighter and tighter as she walked away. "I'm going to go with her guys, make sure she makes it back. I'm tired anyways."

I stood up quickly and began to follow Nessie. I turned the corner and stopped in my tracks when a scent hit me hard. I could feel the tremor run through my body, but I kept it under control as I quickly ran the rest of the way to Nessie.

"Nessie what up," I called out before reaching out and taking her hand.

She halted and looked up at me. She inhaled deeply before letting out a shaky breath. Her eyes got wide as she inhaled again and I realized she was breathing in. "Oh, Jacob you didn't need to come with me."

How wrong was she on that one, but as I watched her I could see her eyes getting bigger with each breath. "We need to leave," the two of us said together.

"Wait, what?" I asked why would she realize there's danger.

"You're right, it's not safe out here; let's get back to the room."

Yep, definitely hiding something.