Waves

Sunday morning my blissful dreams were interrupted by a loud, shrilling sound. I grumbled a little bit, wondering why on earth Jacob would put his alarm clock on to ring on a Sunday. I slipped my arm out from under the covers to reach blindly for the alarm clock on the drawer.

I found it and pushed the button, but the ringing didn't stop. Not before then did I realize that it wasn't the alarm clock ringing. It was my phone.

Jacob heaved around beside me in the bed and I opened my eyes to see him send me a slightly grumpy, accusing look. I couldn't help but laugh a little. He was adorable, especially when he was sleepy. I reached for my jacked that was spread out on the floor, and fumbled to ease the phone out of the pocket.

"I swear" Jacob mumbled and ducked his face back down into the pillow. "That phone wont live through the day".

I got hold of the phone and laid back down, and Jacob put one arm around me to pull me closer.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hi honey"

It was my mom. I jolted up into a sitting position. For some reason I actually felt guilt for laying here naked in bed with Jacob.

"Hi mom"

Jacob sat up beside me.

"How are you?" she asked. "Has something happened while we were away?"

I looked at Jacob at the same time he looked at me. YES, we both thought, and he sent me a little amused smile. Something major.

"Uhm, no. Nope. Everything is normal." My voice sounded terribly guilty and nervous.

"Good" mom replied, oblivious to my shaky reply. "I just thought I'd let you know we'll be home around seven tonight. Will you meet us at home then? We've missed you."

"Sure, I'll be there" I said, and hoped she didn't notice that I didn't include Jacob in that sentence.

She did.

"Jacob can come too, of course"

Jacob sent me a unreadable look, waiting for my answer.

"Sure, we'll be there." My voice was dragging. "See you then"

"Bye honey"

"Bye"

I was a coward.

Jacob laid down on his back and I laid down to rest my head on his arm.

"Mexico it is, then" he said. He didn't sound by far so nervous as he should. In fact, he was smiling.

"It wont happen" I insisted. "I wont let it"

Jacob just laughed. We lay like this for a few moments, both deep in though.

"Nessie?" Jacob said after a long silence. His voice was serious.

"Hmm?" my voice was sleepy and content.

"I just wanted to say...thank you"

"Thank you?" I opened my eyes to look at him. "For what?"

"Just...thank you for making me feel this good." He looked down at me and smiled a little. "These past few days...I haven't been so happy since.." His voice faded away, and I understood. He hadn't felt this good since Billy passed away. It had been nearly three weeks now. I knew Jacob thought about it a lot, even though he didn't say anything. I reached around him and hugged him closer. He rested his chin on top of my head and we just lay like that for a long moment.

We got up in the middle of the day. I watched Jacob eat breakfast and then we just went outside to take a walk along First Beach. We didn't talk much, we just held hands and strode slowly beside the water edge. I was thinking about what would happen when my family came home. I didn't really care if they knew, but what Jacob and I did was our own business. I was prepared to guess my father didn't agree.

Disadvantage to have a mind-reading father.; you couldn't keep anything to yourself. I could manage to control my thoughts for a while. Jacob couldn't. He was used to share a pack-mind with a bunch of guys and one girl. They tried to stay clear of certain thoughts, but they didn't keep secrets. And again, this was a bit major. To me at least. I squeezed Jacob's hand and he sent me a warm smile.

I remembered what Alice had said. Dad wouldn't be angry through and through about this. But he would be surprised, because he all but expected to come home receiving mental images from Jacob, picturing what we'd been up to for this last few days. I flinched out of humiliation. Dad had always said Jacob was a loud broadcaster.

And dad's first instinct would be obvious: lunge for the wolf – the mortal enemy who keeps imagining the daughter in ways the dad don't want to see. Understandable. Normally they got along really well. They liked and respected each other. Not tonight, apparently.

Alice's words echoed in my mind. "It's not so much that he is mad, I think. It's more the surprise than anything else".

I stopped short in my tracks. Jacob was surprised by my sudden movement, and had to walk a step back to see what was wrong.

"I just got an idea" I mouthed, staring in front of me.

I flipped my phone open and dialed a number. Jacob frowned as he saw the number I was dialing. I put the phone to my ear with a feeling I was about to do something really, really stupid.

One ring. Alice had said it was the surprise. What if I didn't make it a surprise? It rang again.

What if I told him?

"Hi Nessie". My dad sounded pleased and a little bit surprised. "Is everything all right?"

"Hi dad" I said weakly. This was a bad idea. I looked up at Jacob. He looked confused.

"Nessie, is something wrong?" Dad's voice grew worried.

"No, everything is fine" I cleared my throat. "It's more than fine really. I've got something I need to tell you."

Jacob sent me a doubtful look, as if he thought I'd gone mad.

"Well" dad said patiently "What is it?"

The words got stuck in my throat. I couldn't say it.

"Nessie?"

"Jacob and I had sex"

Apparently I could. Oh my god, I'd just said that out loud. To my dad.

I watched as Jacob's eyes grew wide with surprise, and he looked at me as if he'd just realized I was crazy. The other end of the phone had turned deadly silent. I decided to take advantage of that silence.

"I'm telling you this now because I know how you would react if you came home and found out about it"

The look upon Jacob's face had moved from surprise to excitement. His eyes were sparkling and he had a wide grin upon his face. He thought this was fun. Typical.

I continued; "I don't want you to go crazy and trace Jacob out of the county. So I'm being fair with you. And giving you time to think about this. Because you're just going to have to accept it. It's not my fault you're a mind-reader. Sorry". I don't know why I said sorry exactly, I just felt it was on it's place.

Still no reply. I waited. Jacob grinned.

Then my dad spoke; "When I spoke to you on Friday..." His voice was smooth like velvet. Too smooth. Dangerously smooth. "...you was honestly surprised when I brought up the subject."

I remembered that talk. It was when dad had carefully spilled the beans that they were going away for the weekend, all the while watching my reaction. He'd found he had nothing to worry about.

"Yes...?" I said carefully, unsure where he wanted with this. Jacob's face changed from delight to amusement. He hadn't known my dad had brought up anything with me. Dad continued in the same controlled tone:

"And now it has been less than two days – and you tell me this"

Aha. I knew where he wanted.

"Oh, stop being silly. It just happened, that doesn't mean it wasn't voluntarily". I hissed out the last word.

"You can get easily confused." His tone wasn't as perfect and controlled as before.

"Dad, come on, we're talking about Jacob here! Jacob, not some random jerk! And I'm not two!"

"You're seven"

"That's a low blow and you know it!" I snapped.

As my voice had gotten louder, Jacob's grin had gotten wider. I sent him a glare.

"You said you would behave yourselves". Dad sounded almost like he was sulking, and I knew I'd won. The battle at least, not the war.

"And we didn't rob a bank, did we? Look dad, I have to go, we'll talk about this later okay?"

"We'll talk about this tonight" dad corrected, and the dangerous controlled tone was back. His words hung like a threat in the air as I put the phone back in my pocket.

I looked at Jacob and he was grinning from ear to ear. When he saw my face he burst out laughing.

"You should've...seen your...face right now" he pressed out between fits of laughter.

I kicked his legs and crossed my arms across my chest. I still wasn't sure if this had spared Jacob a trip to Mexico, but at least I'd tried.

"Oh, stop laughing" I said weakly, but couldn't help laugh a little myself. Guess it was kinda funny.

Jacob straightened up then, and pulled me close into his arms. He leaned down to kiss me, and just as his lips touched mine, my phone rang again.

Jacob grumbled as I pulled the phone out of my pocket. I wasn't sure if I really wanted to answer that. Before I could decide what to do, Jacob snapped the phone out of my hands. "This thing is going on my nerves" he said.

He looked at the phone. Then he looked at the waves crashing into the shore beside us. And then he looked at me.

"Don't you dare" I warned. "If you're moving to Mexico I'm gonna need that"

"You can come visit instead" Jacob said, before he reached his arm back and threw my phone into the foaming waves.

And the worst part is, while he did this, the only thing I could think about was how wonderful it would be to be alone with Jacob in Mexico.

"Now" Jacob turned back to me "Since we're not sure about what's going to happen to me after seven o'clock tonight..." he wrapped his arms around me. "It would make me happy if I could just have one phone-free day alone with you"

He reached down to kiss me and I immediately wrapped my arms around him. It sounded like a good plan to me.

"But first..." Jacob pulled back. "There's something I need to do"

And then he abruptly bent down, scooped me up and threw me over his shoulder before he started to jog into the water.

It looked like my phone wasn't the only thing getting wet today.