Chapter 4

I woke up to find myself with no shirt and lying on Jake's boiling hot stomach. While Jake was still snoring softly, I rummaged around for my sweater. I lied back down beside Jacob and sighed, remembering last night. The air in the tent wasn't even as cold as I thought it would be.

Jake awoke to me looking for some kind of breakfast. In the end, I didn't find anything; he chuckled while he saw what I was thinking. Surprisingly, I didn't notice that I was still sitting near his legs, touching them so he can see what I think, accidentally.

"Don't worry, Ness, we'll be eating old-fashion style," Jake propped himself on his elbows.

"What do you mean by old fashioned…," I watched him back out of the tent, butt first and giving me goofy grins. "You'll see," he yelled and howled at the end.

"Jake!" I screamed. I ran out of the tent and got caught by one of my boots. Humiliated, I just lay there, defeated by my darn boots. Someone's paw was near my face, and I looked up to find Jake's goofy grins looking back at me.