Chapter 2
Jake put me on his back again and ran back to the car to go to the Cullen residence. We climbed into the car and he took my hand. What would we be doing overnight? Why would he want to camp? I kept freaking out mentally as we drove into my grandfathers driveway. They renovated the house to make it look more five years into the future. We walked into the backyard, hand in hand, and noticed Emmett and Jasper carving rocks with their hands.
"What are you two love birds doing," Jasper and Emmett asked. Emmett laughed as he saw our hands together, I just ignored him.
"We're going to her house to talk to Edward, don't think perverted things on the way," Jake threatened as we walked towards my little cottage/house. We jumped over the creek and let go of each other's hands, knowing Edward would be watching. I saw as we walked in, that my father was carving rocks in the house. Surprisingly, we didn't make enough noise for my father to hear.
"Hey dad," I screamed over the groaning pieces of rocks. The carving stopped and I could feel Jake's shivering body next to me. I put a protective hand on his shoulder, showing Jacob that it's okay. He calmed down while my father came in. he had a white button down with gray khakis.
"Hey kids," he walked up to me and kissed my forehead. Jake stiffened. "Where are you two going," my father asked, giving a suspicious look to Jacob.
"Well, you already know where we're going. I'm just going upstairs to get some things," I tugged on Jacobs hand to go upstairs. I went up to my room and opened the closet doors. Jacob flopped down on my bed, watching me carefully.
"Damn, what pajamas should I get," I groaned aloud, throwing random shirts on the floor. Jake stood up and took a frilly, black silk pajama. He gave me a quite sexy look. "No!" I grabbed the pajama out of his hands; he probably would have loved seeing me freezing in the tent. His hot hands took mine and pulled me onto the bed. I gasped and whispered, "What are you doing?" His hands were sneaking around my back.
"We don't have to get ready now…" he challenged, his face creeping closer to mine. "The other part of my question was," he lightly and slowly put his lips on mine, "do you want to be my girlfriend," his lips moved under mind. His eyes grew wide while he saw what I showed him what my answer was. He surprised me by keeping his lips on mind, his eyes closed and I had no idea what to do. So I closed my eyes and let him do the rest. Instead, we moved in sync, and at times, he'd slowly open his mouth. Near the end, he let his tongue touch mine and I pulled his head closer to mine, tangling my hands in his hair. He pulled me on top of him again and I let his hands wander under the back of my shirt.