The Jaguar Versus the Wolf
Chapter 19 – You Want Me to Share?
Orbiting Satellites Book Two, Chapter 19 - A Very Long Night companion
It had been two months since Edward and Bella left and I was no closer to achieving my goal than I was when they were here. Each time I tried moving forward with Renesmee I was shot down.
This was ridiculous. Fourteen months! That was all that was left. I wasn't sure what the gestation period for a hybrid would be, our births only took a month, but in the unlikelihood that Renesmee was pregnant for a normal human's gestational period that didn't leave much time. Human babies developed slowly, only being born at the end of the ninth or beginning of the tenth month. That left less than six months to impregnate her. Maybe I would get lucky and it would happen on the first try. But I knew the olds, some couples tried for months, even years, before they were successful.
That was it! Tonight I was not holding back. No more delays, no matter what. I would make her mine!
First I would set the mood. My original idea to go see a movie now seemed simplistic and boring. I needed something better. Their needed to be an extra bit of romance if I had any hope of being successful and not having to force her. My overall plan was simple – Charm and romance Renesmee; make myself so appealing that there was no way she could any longer deny me. But the details… that would be what clinched things.
"Have fun at the movies, Nessie," the dog said to her four hours later. "I'll see you in a couple of hours."
"Actually, there's been a change of plans." It wasn't easy, but I managed to get everything set up with six minutes to spare. "I have something more special planned for tonight. It'll be late when we get home. If that's alright with you?"
"Where are we going?"
"Just for a walk, then dinner under the stars," I smiled as I took her hand in mine and I looked deeply into her eyes. There was more to my plans than that, but I didn't want to give too much away. Mystery was part of my plan as well.
"When will you be back," the dog snarled.
"When we're ready," I growled back, momentarily breaking my gaze with Renesmee to glare at him.
It was time to go. Not wanting to get into a fight with the dog, and ruin the mood before the night even began, I tried to whisk her out the door as fast as possible. Before we made it out the dog called to Renesmee that he would be waiting up for her, when she got back.
I drove Bella's car seventeen miles to the edge of a hiking trail. It was lined with wild flowers and ended at the edge of a strawberry patch. She seemed to enjoy the walk, but when she saw the berries her eyes lit up. I'd come here earlier and left a picnic blanket and basket filled with wine, cheese, chocolate, and a special thermos filled with blood I collected myself.
Like I suspected I got to eat all of the wine, cheese, and chocolate, while she snacked on strawberries and guzzled the blood down. Cougar was her favorite after all.
"Thanks," she chuckled, when she was done. "I haven't had blood from a container since I was a baby." Apparently that was funny to her.
Cleaning up the food and laying back on the blanket I began naming some constellations my Aunt and I had made up over the decades. Then she taught me their real names, that in reality someone else had made up many more centuries before me. Eventually we began making out under them. But that was all we did. I needed tonight to be perfect, and so far my plan was going exactly as I had intended. I didn't want to ruin things now.
"Thank you Nahuel, I had a lovely night," Renesmee said as we walked back through her front door.
Sorry, not getting rid of me that easily. Not tonight. "It's still early; we don't have to end it so soon, do we?" Oaky it was after eleven and not exactly early, but if she noticed she didn't say anything.
"No, I suppose not."
"Would you... show me your room?"
Of course, she said to me with her gift. I know when she was younger she spoke through her gift all the time, but didn't seem to as much as she grew. Hearing her thoughts in my head now was strange. But a few seconds later I understood why she had done it. She hadn't wanted the dog to hear. I thought I heard a ruckus as I closed the door and suspected he would come barging in any second but nothing happened. He must have left. Good.
Taking a fraction of a second to glance around, I saw that her room was decorated, not in a way that I thought Renesmee's taste would have been at all. The walls were painted a muted yellowish color that I could see being her, and the furniture was a combination of ivory and natural wood tones, but the accessories were all green. I thought there would be more lace and ruffles; I didn't see either, not anywhere. And nothing was pink or purple. I know they were typical girl colors, and not all females were drawn to them, but I could have sworn Renesmee mentioned once that her favorite color was purple. I expected to see it somewhere in her bedroom. What she did have was an overabundance of pictures of wolves. There was a photo collage of them on the walls and figurines littered all of the table and bookcase surfaces.
The only thing I could conclude was that someone else had decorated her room and Renesmee was too kind to object. Her kindness made me want her even more.
Time to put phase two of my plan into action.
In one swoop I wrapped my arms around her, began moving us towards her bed, and started kissing her. Yum! She tasted amazing! But her scent was off. Strange that I hadn't noticed it before.
Was it adrenaline I smelled?
No.
Fear?
No.
I couldn't figure out what it was until I realized the odor wasn't coming from her, but the room.
"Jacob's been in your room recently. His scent is still here." Had he been guarding her while she slept again? That didn't seem appropriate and I planned on putting a stop to it first thing tomorrow morning. Right now I had more important things to do as I continued kissing her and moved us towards her bed. Just as I was about to lay her down I froze. Her bed stunk of dog. "Why is Jacob's scent strongest here?"
"That's where he sleeps," she told me as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. I felt sick. While I had never thrown up, I'd seen plenty of humans do it, and now, for the first time ever I had a feeling I might.
After the nausea dissipated I was left with rage. She had refused to mate with me for months but let the dog violate her? Nightly?
Disgusting!
Jumping off of her and backing up a few steps I managed to grit threw my teeth enough to ask Renesmee a single question, "How long have you two been sleeping together?"
She seemed shocked at my attitude but answered my question anyway. "When I was younger, soon after the Volturi left I started having nightmares. My Jacob staying with me while I slept was the only thing that kept them away." Her Jacob? I had never heard her refer to him as that before. At least I think I hadn't, I never really paid attention when she brought him up. Now I realized I should have paid closer attention. MUCH closer attention. "My parents put a stop to it when I got older. They said it was no longer appropriate." No kidding. "I hated being without him and finally had enough one night. Did you know that wolves had to give their imprints whatever they need?" It must have been a rhetorical question because she never let me answer "no", she just continuing to talk. "It's true. One night I needed him more than ever and without a word he just showed up. I can show you the next morning when I took him with me to talk to my parents. Give me your hand," she said while she held out hers.
While my repulsion was high, so was my curiosity. I probably shouldn't have; if I was smart I would have left right then and there, but instead I walked back over to her bed, sat down, and placed my hand in hers.
In her vision she began showing me Edward and Bella sitting on the couch in their living room. I tried to pay attention to everything she showed me, but there was so much, and my attention kept wandering – wondering what different things meant.
"Nothing happened-" her dog tried saying as the two of them walked towards Renesmee's parents.
"We still need to talk to you, Jake," Bella told him.
"That's not true, Jacob and you know it," Renesmee argued. "Jacob, I needed you last night and you were there for me. You were there when and how I needed you, just like you have always been. You were perfect. Everything about last night was perfect." She was showing me the morning after she'd mated with the dog for the first time? Why?
Right now my repulsion was skyrocketing back up. It was almost as high as my anger. All these months she had refused me. I thought she was too young, too innocent, and here… the truth, the opposite had been true. That mutt had beaten me to my prize and she had mated with that beast.
Why, then had she continued to humor me; wasting my time with her ridiculous dates? Sightseeing, picnics, strolls through the forest. All I got was barely more than a few lousy kisses.
The next thing she showed me was her going up on her toes and placing a soft peck on the dog's cheek. Hmmm, her father didn't seem to like that. Maybe there was still hope. Surely Edward would want her to be with someone of her own kind.
While I was trying to think of ways I could get Edward on my side to get rid of the dog I missed the next part of what she was showing me. But what she said next snapped my attention back to the vision. "Mom, dad, I can't and won't continue to sleep without Jacob. He belongs with me. You know I love Jacob and I need him." She loves him?
"For now but things could change, you could change your mind."
"Don't you trust me?" she asked them.
"After what happened last summer I'm not sure if that's possible," her mother sighed, but gave no further explanation as to what she was talking about. I might have to ask Renesmee when she was done showing me this vision… if I stuck round.
"That was a mistake, I know, but not for the reasons you think. I know you thought I was too young then. But I'm older and wiser now. Just look at me. I'm physically seventeen years old. I look like I'm the same age as you, dad. And I'm 5'7", mom that's three inches taller than you are. You've let me take college classes online and next year I'll be going to school with you."
"Looks can be deceiving."
"Yes, they can," she agreed. "Mentally I have been as smart as an adult since my first birthday."
"Book smart yes, but life experiences wise, I think not," her father countered.
She then went on to show me something about Esme, which I missed. I was too upset to concentrate.
"Dad, I'm sleeping with Jacob and that's final!" she'd yelled. That got my attention back.
"Really? And what about what Jake wants?"
"Jacob imprinted on me. He feels the same as I do." Is that what imprinting meant? It didn't just make him her protector?
"Things could change. You could change your mind in the future," her father replied.
"It just seemed like you assumed we'll end up together." So this was normal? Expected? "Don't you think I would follow the same path most other imprints did with their wolves."
"Of course sweetheart, but it's your choice, we just want to protect you," her mother replied.
"Protect me? Jacob protects me. He would never do anything that wasn't what was best for me. Which is why we should be allowed to sleep together. You know that's how imprinting works. He wants what I want and need, right?"
"Theoretically. But I'm still concerned about what happened last summer." Argh, another mention of last summer. What the hell happened?
"I know. But you see there is nothing for you to be concerned about, now. And I would hope that you would be happy for me."
Her parents seemed to give up after that. Bella nodded to Edward and that was it.
"Come on my Jacob. Let's go get the other set of furniture out of the attic," she smiled with glee as the two of them dashed up the stairs.
At last Renesmee's vision of the past ended.
"So…" she said, taking her hand away from mine, "do you want to…"
"What is imprinting?" I cut her off. "I thought it meant he was your protector." That's what she had told me before, but clearly she had lied.
"That's part of it," she said before explaining to me the whole meaning – he was not just her protector, but also her friend, companion, lover, and soulmate. No wonder they were always together. How was I to compete with that?
Once my confusion was cleared up my anger returned (not that it had completely left) and a new confusion took its place. "What the hell have you been doing with me all this time if you're already with him?"
"Jacob has no choice but to be in my life. If I want him as a lover in the future, or just a friend, I still haven't decided. But either way he's not going anywhere; he can't. When I was younger I assumed he would be my mate, but then you came along and let your intentions be known." So I still had a chance? "I tried deciding between the two of you last year," she continued, "but my father made me realize I would need to date you in order to make an informed decision."
"And you didn't think to tell me any of this earlier?" I knew more anger had seeped into my voice, but I didn't care.
"Would it have made any difference?" she asked. I was about to argue that it would have, but couldn't. She was right. Even now my resolve to leave was dwindling. If I left I would be alone, probably forever. If I stayed there was a chance she would pick me. Then I would find a way to get rid of the dog.
We ended up talking all night. I had a million questions. She answered all of them, including telling me all about the summer incident she had alluded to in her vision.
Apparently when Renesmee looked around thirteen years old she tried mating with Jacob. Well I guess tried was too strong a word. According to her, she barely got in more than a few quick pecks, and not even on his mouth, before he put a stop to everything. That was another thing I found out. Although the imprint made Jacob give Renesmee everything she needed, it didn't mean he had to give her everything she wanted – not if he didn't want to. While it stopped him being with her back then, it hadn't now. But I couldn't blame him. Renesmee was incredibly beautiful. Who wouldn't want to be with her?
In the end she made it clear to me that she would be spending her existence with the dog. I could choose to try and be a part of that future or not. But it would either be the three of us or the two of them.
The idea of spending eternity with the dog was repulsive, but being alone, without Renesmee, was equally as unappealing.
"The sun is coming up," Renesmee yawned. We had been talking all night.
"I should go back to Esme and Carlisle's and get some sleep," I told her. I had a lot to think about. Just as I got up to leave, Renesmee went to reach for something and her arm collided with mine. The force somehow knocked over a plant on her nightstand and dirt ended up splaying all over my shirt.
Bosta! It was almost comical, the perfect ending to my perfect night. What else could go wrong?
"Sorry," she said, as she began picking up the broken vase.
"It's fine." Back in Brazil I never wore shirts and thought nothing of it as I ripped it off and tossed it in the trash.
"What are you doing?" Her eyes grew wide.
"Alice filled my closet with twenty just like it; I'll just grab another one when I get back there."
"You can't go back over to my grandparents house like that. Here take one of Jake's," she said as she dashed into their closet and tossed me a near identical one.
The only reason I accepted was because, knowing Alice as I had come to, I also knew that the dog had most likely had never worn it, so I pulled it on as I walked out her bedroom door.
Greeting me on the other side was none other than the dog, Emmett and Rosalie, and Jasper and Alice. Rosalie's earlier threat that she would rip my arms and legs off if I touched her niece literally rang in my ears as she started screaming at me. Fortunately Emmett and Jasper managed to grab her as she lunged for me, and dragged her out the door, quickly followed by Alice. That only left the dog. He was glaring at me, but hadn't made a move. Was he going to attack?
The fact that the others had left without taking him with them made me think he wouldn't.
He was still just standing there, staring at me. It seemed I was going to have to make the first move. If I was going to have any chance with Renesmee (if I chose to, I was still thinking that one over) I was apparently going to have to start playing nice with her dog.
"May I have a word with you?" I asked as I walked over to the living room couch and sat down. He followed me, but remained standing. Where to begin? Maybe with something easy? "Jacob, I feel like I should apologize to you. I've taken what was yours without your permission."
"S'okay, not really mine," he replied, clearly not caring about the shirt either.
"But it was," technically, so the apology was appropriate. Now to the hard part. "And you must be angry with me for borrowing your... um, bed last night," I said chickening out.
"No, I'm not... upset," he said, barely. I could tell he wanted to attack me, yet wasn't for some reason. "All I care about is Nessie's happiness. As long as she is happy... and SAFE, then what I want doesn't really matter."
"Ah, yes she explained that about the imprinting." I finally got comfortable enough, realizing that he was not going to try and attack me, to take my eyes off of him and look back to Renesmee's bedroom door. "I hadn't initially realized that it extended beyond you merely being her protector."
"Yeah, I'm whatever Nessie wants me to be. I love her." His anger disappeared and was replaced, not by happiness at his declaration, but sadness.
Argh, it was almost as bad hearing him say it as it had been her doing so. "Yes, well, we seem to be in a complicated situation," I continued, turning back around to face him. "In any event, I'm sorry. I believe there are many things that we need to discuss."
"You seem to make her... happy. And like I said, as long as Nessie is happy, then I'm happy." He still didn't seem happy, no matter how many times he said it.
"That may be good enough for you, but I'm not sure if I can handle a relationship between the three of us!" I had no desire to share a woman… a mate. Especially with a dog.
"Well that's really up to Nessie isn't it? If she wants to spend eternity with both of us or not," he growled. Maybe I had let my guard down too quickly.
"Perhaps, but I believe I have a say in my life as well," I countered. Going without sleep was starting to get to me. I wanted to talk to about this more, but it would have to wait. "I've had a long night, and I'm not sure about you, but I didn't get any sleep, perhaps we should continue this conversation at a later time?" I couldn't believe the next words that came out of my mouth. I blame my sleep deprivation. "I assume you will want to reclaim your normal spot, next to Renesmee. I shall retire to my own room." I wanted to scream, yell, vomit, tear my eyeballs out, rip his arms off, or a hundred other things. But I did none of those things. Instead without saying another word, or waiting for his reply I turned and took off for Carlisle and Esme's house. I needed to think. But first I needed to sleep.
That night, correction, that morning, my dreams were troubled. No, troubled would be an improvement. They were terrifying.
At first everything started out fine. I dreamed I was back in the Rainforest in Brazil. Renesmee had become my mate and we were making love. It was everything I thought it would be. Her body was amazing. Then the dream took a turn. There were too many arms and legs for just the two of us. It wasn't until a hairy paw stroked my thigh that I realized the dog was with us.
That jerked me awake in a cold sweat. I tried going back to sleep several times, but each time I did, I returned to the same dream… or worse.
I think I had my answer. As much as I didn't want to admit it, it was not going to work out between Renesmee and me, not if that hairy mutt was a required addition.
After I made my decision I quickly dressed and was about to rush over to Renesmee's when I was met by Carlisle and Esme. They were concerned when I had not returned last night, but I convinced them that everything was fine.
"Glad to hear it," Carlisle said and I thought that would be the end and I could go, but then Esme asked me if I had seen Rosalie and Emmett?
Argh! It was great that the Cullens were so concerned about each other but I really needed to go. Part of me was sad that they wouldn't become my extended family one day. Quickly letting them know that I didn't have any idea where they went, I was about to leave when I heard Esme call Alice; apparently she and Jasper were out shopping, but didn't stick around long enough to see if she found the others. I had to go talk to Renesmee at her house to let her know my decision. It was only fair. Then I would come back, pack and leave her… forever.
Bosta! It seemed my plan would have to wait a minute or two; I needed to get past the dog first.
"Good afternoon. Would you like something to eat? I made us all lunch," he smiled at me from their kitchen. What happened to the depressed and growling guard dog I talked to this morning? What was he up to?
I was about to say "No", but I had told him I wanted to talk to him more today… and I was hungry. I guess I could put off talking to Renesmee for a few minutes. "Um, sure. Thank you, Jacob. Is now a good time to talk?" It only seemed right to let him know I was leaving as well.
"Sure, sure. Would you like to go somewhere more private?"
I told him that there was no need. We were already alone, and the food was here.
"Okay. Um, so… how did you sleep?" Why did he care?
"Well enough. But I would have preferred to have traded places with you," I admitted. If he was out here Renesmee must be around somewhere, but I didn't see her. "Where is Renesmee currently?"
"Well, um... she was still asleep, in my bed, when I got up."
"Your bed?" That was a strange phrase. "I thought you shared a bedroom?"
"We do. Technically you were in her room last night, but I have a room right next to hers. I've barely ever slept in it actually. It didn't seem right to stay in her room last night after the two of you... err... occupied it." This was getting worse and worse.
"Jacob, I'm very sorry about last night. If I had known... you and Renesmee... the imprinting... I didn't... If I had known... And then we... I'm sorry, I'm not usually this… so incoherent, it's just I didn't realize..."
"Yeah I gathered that. So what are you trying to say to me?"
"I just... I'm sorry about... I, we... last night... your bed... you didn't... and I took... Nessie never –"
"NAHUEL! Please stop!" he screamed at me. It seemed he didn't want to hear or accept my apology. "Whatever happened last night, whatever happens between the two of you in the future, as long as it's what Nessie wants, and she's happy, then I'm happy."
"Yes, she explained that part of imprinting to me," but it didn't change anything. "I'm sorry I didn't realize, before. I never would have..." This all was just a giant mistake. But I couldn't say that it had been a giant waste of time. I loved getting to know Renesmee. She was such a lovely person and will miss her, gravely. I wish I could have loved her but she wasn't mine. And never would be.
"Sure, sure. I'm sure our places will be reversed soon enough," the dog said under his breath. "So it looks like the three of us are going to be together for the foreseeable future. Why don't you tell me some of your favorite foods so I can make them for you later?"
"Jacob, I think you're getting ahead of yourself. I'm not the type of man who is capable of sharing a woman." Really, I just wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible.
"Can't you at least give it a try? Think of Nessie, having us all together is what would make her happy." Images from this morning's dream popped into my head and I had to force down the bile that found its way into my mouth. Just the thought – me and Renesmee… and him, together. Revolting! "And try to imagine what a life without her would be like, where she is the only person on the entire planet you were capable of being with in any real way. Wouldn't it be better to be with her, even if it wasn't exactly how you pictured it would be, than not have her at all?" He had me there.
"I admit I would not look forward to living a life without her." I didn't want to be alone. Now that Huilen had Roberto, I didn't even have my Aunt anymore. If I left now I knew I would completely alone. I can't believe I was doing this. "I'm willing to give it a try, when you put it that way."
"Thank you, you have no idea what this means to her... and me." Gross, he actually looked happy.
"So how exactly is this... going to work?"
"I think that would be up to Nessie, don't you?"
"Jacob, did you make lunch for everyone? That's so nice of you," Renesmee exclaimed entering the room. Then she went and kissed the dog. It was only on the cheek, but was the first time I had seen her do that, at least in front of me. I guess now that everything was out in the open they would not be concealing their relationship from me anymore.
"Here," the dog then said as casual as ever, handing Renesmee one of the salads he made. "Why don't I get out of your way, I can go eat somewhere else."
"Don't be ridiculous, my Jacob. We can all eat together, and I think it might be nice if you and Nahuel got to know each other better."
She then took her salad, grabbed some water for everyone, and sat down at the kitchen table. I didn't really want to but thought best to do the same. There was another salad and a sub to choose from. I choose the sub, figuring that imprints/soulmates would share a similar taste in food. The way Renesmee explained imprinting was that the dog loved the same things she did. Plus, I wouldn't want to eat a boring salad.
At least getting to the table before the dog meant that I was the one who got to sit next to Renesmee, but just as I did she got up and switched sides. I was really starting to hate imprinting.
Speaking of which, I needed a way to spend as little time with the dog as possible, I did NOT want my nightmare becoming prophecy. "Renesmee I was thinking, we should probably set up a schedule or something so that you won't…" How can I put this? "So that you won't be double booked."
"Oh!" she exclaimed, understanding what I meant." And said I could see her on Mondays, Wednesday, and Fridays, and the dog got Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays.
"That's fine for the evenings, but what about the rest of the time. The d… Jacob," I quickly amended, "will be with you when you're at school. Do I get you the rest of the time?" I asked, trying to cover my slip with a smirk.
"Jake and I will have homework and studying to do. But I guess it would only be fair if we hung out the rest of the time. Mostly," she added at the end. "I still need to hunt, and Jake and I are a good team."
"I can hunt too. I've done it all my life."
"Murdering woman doesn't count," the dog scowled.
I started growling at him, and he back at me, but Renesmee cut us both off. "Nahuel, Jake's not wrong. And you don't drink blood anymore."
"Neither does the dog!" I shouted. "I mean… Jacob," I corrected after seeing the horrified/angry look she gave me.
I ended up having to apologize… to both of them, and after a little groveling, and promising that I would never say such (true) offensive terminology again, we continued working out a schedule.
"The remainder of the week I'd like it if we could all eat breakfast and dinner together." Renesmee suggested. "It seems that the two of you could use some get to know each other time. This isn't going to work if you two are constantly fighting.
"What about Saturdays? During the day I mean?"
"We can split Saturday mornings and afternoons. Jake in the morning and you in the afternoon. Then Jake gets me back at night," she smirked. "How's that?"
"Fine," I begrudgingly agreed.
"Sure, sure. And at night… who will you be sleeping with?" The dog looked worried.
"You, of course," she said to his relief and my disappointment.
Hopefully that was only a temporary sleeping arrangement. Though I doubted little sleeping would actually be going on, no matter who was in her bed.
"Where did you find this place?" Renesmee asked, a few nights later, as she looked over the menu. It took some verbal gymnastics but I finally managed to get her out of the house (and away from the dog). It was our date night but as usual I found her with him, and practically had to drag her away.
I didn't think there was anything on here that she would like, but she was the one who insisted on a normal dinner date. I told her that Carlisle had suggested it. He'd heard some of his colleagues discuss it at the hospital and said they all mentioned how much they'd enjoyed the menu.
When the waiter came we both ordered. And when he returned with our salads... twenty-six long minutes later Renesmee forced hers down, even though it came with the house dressing she'd requested not be added. Another forty-two minutes and our steaks finally came. I liked mine but her rare steak was too well done for her to try more than a bite.
"Dessert?" I asked her. She just shook her head. "You must be hungry."
"Not really. I'm fine just with the blood I drink on Sunday's. I just wanted to come here with you more for the atmosphere; to see you out with other people around."
"So did I pass?" I questioned.
"I need to do more research." She was playing with me.
"How about we go for a walk?" I suggested as I paid the bill. Sure I used the Cullen family credit card, but I still felt like it was my job. I thought about not leaving a tip, due to the horrible service, but it wasn't my money I was spending and added 30% anyway.
"We do that all the time."
"Sure in the woods, but you said you wanted to observe me around humans… so let's go where the humans are," I said turning us left onto the boardwalk, instead of right towards Bella's car.
It was a warm summer day, so there were many pedestrians out and about. Most were shopping, others merely window shopping; there were couples out on dates like us, parents with their children, teenagers roaming the streets and causing harmless mischief. Whatever reaction Renesmee was expecting me to have I wasn't sure. It wasn't like I would see someone who looked yummy and decide to have a snack. And I made sure not to stare too long at any attractive young women. If she was looking for something to justify continuing not to sleep with me I wasn't going to provide it for her.
We walked and talked for the next hour and a half before she decided we should call it a night. When I dropped her off at their bedroom door her dog/mate was there to greet us as usual.
"Are you okay?" she asked him, seeing the overboard look of concern in his eyes.
While he said that he just missed her, it was obviously a lie. Despite what he told me, the other morning, he clearly didn't like sharing her anymore than I did.
"Well I'm back and I'm all yours." Yuck! She sounded so happy. She'd been with me all night, but was she thinking of him? "Almost," she then added, holding up her index finger, before giving me my sole kiss for the night. And even that was cut short as she pulled away all too soon. While I didn't like kissing her in front of him I took what I could get, plus I got the added benefit of depositing my scent all over her before passing her back to the dog.
Enjoy your night mongrel.
A.N. What do you think? I almost feel sorry for Nahuel... almost. And i don't know why but I love making Jake squirm.
Please review and tell me what you think. Thanks for reading.
