Chapter 8
Why couldn't it be Friday night already?
Jacob sighed heavily, feeling completely restless and sat in his small room of the Black house, leaning back against the wall. He couldn't believe he actually asked a paleface out on a double date, honestly not caring what the others thought if they found out. Granted, Jacob had been careful whenever he was phased not to let the double date, or Amaya for that matter, enter his mind. When the pack was phased, they had the ability to read each other's minds, which was both annoying and helpful, though it didn't leave a lot of room for privacy. Amaya hadn't called him to give him the answer yet, but Jacob had a feeling she would, knowing he was very hard to resist.
"Jake?" Billy's voice called through the door, causing Jacob to stand up from his bed to see what his father wanted.
"What's up?"
"Phone call." Billy handed the phone over and rolled away in his wheelchair back to the living room to watch television.
"Thanks." Jake mumbled and put the phone to his ear, shutting the bedroom door for whatever privacy he could get. "Hello?"
"Hey Jake, it's Emily." She greeted, waving Sam off when he went to say something to her. "Listen, we're having a little meeting over here tonight and Sam wanted me to call to tell you. I'm making dinner so if you haven't ate yet…"
Why did Sam insist on forcing Emily to do his dirty work? "Yeah I'll be there, Em." He looked at the clock, seeing it was a little after four o'clock. "What time do you want me there?"
"Around six or a little after that." Emily answered promptly, busy stirring batter in a bowl to make homemade rolls. "Everything okay, Jake?"
"Yeah, just tired." He answered, refusing point blank to say anything more, rubbing his eyes. "I'll be there." Then something occurred to Jacob, causing his eyes narrow slightly. "Emily, you have my cell phone number right?"
"See you at six, Jake."
The phone went dead and Jacob felt the anger consuming him, rolling his neck as bones cracked under pressure, growling. What the hell was Sam up to? They hadn't been the same pack ever since Jacob went against them in order to save Bella and Renesmee. Jacob thought at one point he imprinted on Bella's vampire-hybrid daughter, but it ended up being false because Seth ended up being the one to imprint on her.
Imprinting was an involuntary mechanism that forced shape-shifters to find their soul mates, the ones the Quileute gods selected for them to be with.
The pack was still having a hard time accepting that fact and often stayed away from the Clearwater residence because Seth had invited Renesmee over to the reservation for dinner. Because she was a vampire-human hybrid, it didn't break any laws in the treaty, which Seth had to point out several times to the pack. There was no clause that stated a vampire-human hybrid couldn't step foot on their lands.
Just vampires.
Leah had moved out of the house shortly after Seth imprinted on Renesmee Cullen because she finally imprinted on Embry Call, which nobody saw coming. It was adorable the way they baited each other and everyone was honestly happy for them. Embry knew Leah wasn't comfortable with her brother being with Renesmee, so he offered to get a place with her since they would end up married with babies sooner or later. There was no rush, but Leah took Embry's offer almost immediately and moved out within a few short weeks after the proposal.
Everyone was waiting for Embry to pop a marriage proposal next.
Honestly, Jacob was happy for Seth and Renesmee because they both deserved to be happy and Renesmee would stop aging once she reached seventeen. Because she was a hybrid, she aged incredibly fast and the genes within her would stop the aging process, according to Carlisle's extensive research. She would never look a day over seventeen, which was perfect because, as long as Seth kept phasing, he would hardly age so it worked for both of them.
He was also happy for Embry and Leah because they deserved to be happy, completing each other to near perfection.
Jacob knew he hadn't imprinted on Amaya, but that wasn't going to stop him from going on the double date with her. Until he did imprint, he was going to date whoever he wanted, be a free spirit, just like his best friend Paul. They, along with Collin and Brady, hadn't imprinted yet and were having a lot of fun trying to find their other halves…Paul especially. He was definitely a playboy and told everyone he didn't believe in imprinting, feeling as though it wasn't supposed to happen to him.
It made Jacob think that maybe he was the same way.
Sighing again, Jacob went to stand up as he began taking his shirt off, deciding he would phase to burn off some of this restless energy, when his cell phone blared. Turning, Jacob wondered who it was since he didn't recognize the ringtone and picked it up, seeing the name Amaya Robinson flash across the screen, a smile instantly touching his lips. Flipping it open, Jacob collapsed back on the bed and stared at the ceiling, deciding phasing could wait.
"Well hello there, spitfire."
Amaya chuckled softly at the sound of his voice and what he called her, busy holding the cell to her ear as she continued doing her toenails. "Hey yourself, Dasher." She shot back, knowing he'd get a kick out of that.
"Dasher?" Jacob scratched his chest, raising an eyebrow. "Since when am I one of Santa's reindeer?"
"You are an idiot." Amaya laughed, leaning back while she let the paint dry on her toenails. "I'm calling you that because you dashed and didn't watch where you were going, which landed you asking me on a double date with my sister."
Jacob smirked at her explanation and stroked his chin in thought, deciding that was definitely a fitting nickname. "How many times are you gonna bust my balls for that, woman?" He demanded teasingly, sitting up a little, enjoying the sound of her laughter.
"As many times as it takes to make you realize that you need to slow the hell down and stop acting like your pants are on fire, Dasher."
"Alright, alright fine you got me." He let out an audible sigh, which caused her to laugh harder. "What's so damn funny?"
"You."
"Oh really? What's so funny about me?"
"Too many things to count right now." Amaya shivered when he growled, closing her eyes and wondered what he was doing at that moment. "Mmm do that again."
Jacob was surprised at how low Amaya's voice dropped, actually feeling his mouth go dry. "You like it when I growl at you?" That was definitely interesting and Jacob put that in the back of his mind as a reminder for a later time when they were face to face.
"Growling from any man who can do it correctly is incredibly hot and…stimulating." She smirked, deciding he deserved a little tease before she gave him her answer, waiting until the absolute last minute to call him.
"Oh really now?" Jacob sat up a little more, licking his lips and wondered what Amaya would think if he came to pay her a late night visit. "So, I'm assuming your calling about the double date offer? We going or what?"
"My my what a pushy little man you are." Amaya stood up from the bed and walked over to stare out the window, wearing just a simple black nightgown that was spaghetti strapped and went to her mid-thigh. "What will you give me if I tell you the answer?"
"You love playing games with men don't you?" He retorted, dropping his own voice an octave, not realizing it turned Amaya on immensely.
Her seductive laughter told him he'd definitely gotten under her skin a bit. "Oh you have NO idea, Dasher." He was in trouble once she got her hands on him, they definitely wouldn't be watching a movie in the dark movie theater. "But I do suppose I owe you an answer since you did ask me, yes?"
"That would be helpful so I know if I should make plans with someone else or not."
Amaya blinked, not expecting to hear that and narrowed her violet eyes slightly. "Oh? And who else do you have your eye on right now, Black?" She demanded in a somewhat cold voice, gritting her teeth when he started laughing.
"Damn, I managed to get under spitfire's skin!" He crowed amusedly, hearing her huff over the phone and couldn't help smirking wickedly. "So what's your answer? Yes, no, maybe so?"
Amaya was going to kick the living hell out of him when she saw him tomorrow night, scowling. "That was not funny." She grouched, clearly not amused. "To think you'd ever choose to go out with someone else over me."
"Only if you decline my offer. Hell, I'm a free agent." Jacob was cocky and openly admitted it, hearing her growl at him. "Ooo should I call you a tiger instead of spitfire?"
"Keep it up, Jake." Amaya warned, hearing him chuckle at her annoyance and vowed to wipe the smirk off of his face she knew he currently had. "And yeah, meet us at the theater at seven tomorrow night. Can you handle that, Dasher?"
"Sure spitfire, whatever works." Jacob glanced at the clock, seeing it was going on five and knew he would have to get off the phone soon if he wanted to go for a quick run before heading to Emily's. "I take it your sister found a date?"
"Yes she did." Amaya heard a knock at her door, knowing it was time to end the call. "Gotta go, see you tomorrow night and please try to grow some manners between now and then."
Jacob didn't even have a chance to respond because the line went dead, wondering what hurried her off the phone so abruptly. He shrugged it off and closed his phone before shoving it in the front pocket of his shorts. Opening his window, Jacob removed his shorts and tied the cord around his ankle before attaching the shorts. Emily didn't have replacement clothes and none of the pack members appreciated nudity that much. He could handle the bare feet, hating to take shoes with him and knew Emily wouldn't mind.
Jumping out the window, Jacob felt the fire rush down his spine as his body shifted in midair, landing on all fours seconds later, his beautiful russet colored fur glistening in the twilight of the day. Jacob immediately took off into the woods, running at top speeds and immediately pushed the double date or anything to do with it out of his mind, in case anyone else was phased. He didn't trust the pack members, they had tried sneaking up on him a few times and Jacob was determined to have some privacy, even if it meant forcing himself not to think about certain things.
It wasn't easy by any means.
Hey Jakey. Paul's voice entered his mind, causing Jacob to sigh instantly, glad his suspicions were right. What's got you in a funk?
I'm not in a funk and stop calling me that, Pauly.
Paul hacked out a cough, his silver fur glinting under the cloudy rapidly darkening sky. I take it you're going to Emily's for dinner? He loved annoying Jacob, it was one of the highlights of his day.
That's a stupid question. What do you want? Jacob demanded irritably, though there was no malice in his tone. Shouldn't you be with your flavor of the week?
We're taking a bit of a break. Paul decided to give Jacob a visual of his flavor of the week, which made him hack out more, trying not to laugh when his friend groaned. Hot little number, isn't she?
Man that is SICK. Jacob knew he'd be scarred for life after seeing something like that, shaking his head. Do I even wanna know how you got her to do THAT?
Paul ran alongside Jacob and looked over at him, a twinkling in his dark eyes. I'm Paul, I can make a woman do anything. He stated smugly, causing Jacob to roll his eyes as they continued on toward the cliffs.
Uh huh and I'm sure if she found out she was fucking a dog, she definitely wouldn't do anything you wanted.
Wouldn't be too sure of that, she's kinky as hell. I've never been with a woman quite like her. Paul almost sighed wistfully, deciding to change the subject so he wouldn't miss his flavor of the week too much. What about you? You need to get back out there, not gonna find your…imprint…if you don't keep looking. Paul couldn't help snorting out the word imprint, not believing it would ever happen to him. Then again, maybe you prefer penis?
Jacob was tempted to tell Paul about his double date, but decided against it for several reasons. Paul couldn't keep a secret to save his life or keep his mouth from running away with him. The pack didn't need to know his personal life and he would do whatever it took to keep it from them as long as possible, even from Seth. He told Seth everything usually because the little man could keep his mouth shut, remembering when Seth first told him about imprinting on Renesmee.
Seth felt Jacob deserved to know first, not to mention Seth felt guilty because he honestly thought Jacob had imprinted. Being a vampire-human hybrid, Seth had to ask Jacob if there was any way possible that because she was half human and half vampire if there could be two imprints. Jacob assured him he wasn't angry and congratulated Seth, secretly thrilled that he hadn't because he didn't want to be stuck with Bella's kid as his soul mate for the rest of his life.
I assure you, man, I'm strictly for women. Jacob assured and heard Paul cough again, suddenly tackling him in the grass. Come on hold still so I can leave a nice mark on you for your flavor of the week to see!
For nearly an hour, the wolves wrestled around with each other, which was the perfect way to burn off some of the energy Jacob had. They barely made it to Emily's on time by the skin of their teeth, barreling through the front door like a bunch of animals. Emily was not amused and pointed at the door, demanding them to walk in properly and without acting like a bunch of immature buffoons. Whatever Emily wanted is what she got, both Jacob and Paul walking inside and hugging Emily, apologizing for their antics.
The meeting was generic, the same things being said about bloodsuckers and whatnot. Seth hadn't left the pack, but he wasn't as close with any of the members as he used to be, not even with his sister. Jacob was the only one he trusted to talk to, nodding whenever Sam gave him an instruction where to patrol to protect the Quileute lands. After they were all given their patrol assignments, Jacob walked out with an extra kick in his step and instantly fazed, glad he got tomorrow night off for the double date.
The best part was he didn't even have to ask someone to switch with him or make up some excuse, howling happily into the night.
