Chapter 7 - Spring Cleaning - Revised
Jacob set down the suitcase on the top of the desk and the pillow on the armchair. I put the backpack and purse on the bench at the foot of the bed. He left to find a vacuum to clean the dust off of every surface in the room. He returned with a small handheld and he turned it on and set about the room vacuuming up all the dust. I pulled the bedding out of the closet and smelling them, and decided they could use some fresh air. Jacob led me out the back door through the kitchen and helped me pin up all the bedclothes up on a line connected to a tree on one end and the corner of the house on the other. We walked back into the house and I finished the vacuuming while Jacob made us some lunch.
He is so damn helpful, I thought to myself; he could have left me to do this all on my own and gone and, I don't know, run around in the woods or something.
I smiled to myself as I put a stack of books in the cabinet that was built into the little nightstand. I started unpacking my clothes and putting them into the drawers of the dresser when Jacob walked in.
"Lunch!" he said.
I followed him into the kitchen. There was a sand-colored marble top island in the middle with three green fabric topped stools instead of a table and chairs. Along the wall behind it was a matching sand-colored countertop with a sink and in the right corner was a large refrigerator. On the wall to the left was a small closet that held extra food and a trash can. Next to that was more counter with drawers under it and cabinets above it. A large gas stove was set in the middle of the wall and a microwave was set into the wall above it. To the right was a small wall behind the refrigerator that separated the kitchen from a small hallway ending in the door that led to the backyard. Two stools were pulled out and a plate sat on the counter in front of each with a large sandwich and chips on it.
"Thanks," I said, sitting down and shoving a handful of chips into my mouth; I was starving! "You're welcome, iced tea?" he asked, pulling a large pitcher of the tea out of the fridge.
I swallowed hard, "Yeah thanks," I said.
He handed me a glass and then sat down after pouring himself one. The sandwich was good and I ate it in about 3 minutes flat. I shoveled down the chips and then gulped the iced tea. It was completely un-ladylike but when you're a wolf and you're hungry you don't give a shit about table manners. I glanced over at Jacob and saw his plate was wiped clean of food too.
"That was good," I said, standing up and picking up our plates and glasses. I walked over and put them in the sink.
"Well, I'm almost done unpacking," I said turning around and leaning up against the sink.
"Ok, when you're done I'll take you down to the beach. You should probably change into something that you don't mind getting wet, or ripped," he said, a slight smile crossing his face. I smiled.
"Alright," I said and walked out of the kitchen and back into the room.
I finished putting my clothes into the dresser and pulled a wooden box, which held my hair ties and jewelry, out of my suitcase and put it on top. Then I put my boots and sneakers in the closet with my now empty suitcase. I pulled all my toiletries out of my purse and put them in the top drawer of the dresser and on the top next to the jewelry box. Finally, I put my favorite book on top of the nightstand and packed the purse and backpack away in the closet. I changed quickly into an old light blue t-shirt and a pair of ragged old jean shorts and walked into the living room. "All set," I said and Jacob got up.
"Let's go then," he said with a gleam in his eye and a smile on his face.