A.N. I do not own the Twilight characters! (No matter how much I wish I did!)

Decisions

When I got into the house I was barely listening to my mother. Even through dinner it was almost unbearable. So by the time I reached the peaceful silence of my room, I sighed with relief. So much had happened today I had to mull it all over or I felt as if my brain would explode from the effort of containing it.

Once I had closed the door firmly on the world I immediately got into my pajamas, brushed my teeth, then curled up on my bed to think.

Jacob, was the first thing that I thought of when I had run out of things to do, even if he was already on my mind, just lurking in the corners, waiting to take the stage.

The big question: What was I gonna do?

Now there's a question. What do you do when an amazingly sexy man comes out of nowhere and tells you he's your wolf friend?

Ya…that said out loud would assure a one-way trip to the psyche ward. Yet somehow, someway, I have to answer that question.

Ok, so let's weigh the pros and cons, that seems a good place to start.

So, his pros…. Well, he's hot, that's for sure. He seems really nice. I like his wolf form even more than his human form…at the moment. He seems to really like me, and he's hot! Oh-wait, I already said that…ok, moving on to cons.

What if he were to hurt me? What about our future? No. No more questions, that doesn't help.

God, I can't come up with any con's that aren't questions! …Now what?

…My conclusion…I'm giving it a shot.

He seems like a nice guy and I really like him. But if things get bad, I'll tell him, he sounds like a person that would be cool with just being friends.

Now I had to tell him, the second step…oh boy.

I sighed, staring up at my dark ceiling as a soft breeze floated in through the screen door.

Then, for a reason unknown even to me, I began to cry.

I cried out of confusion, frustration, and just to cry. I needed a good cry, it was healthy, and it made me feel better, more grounded.

I cried for quite some time, but couldn't manage to cry myself to sleep. Finally, I heard a soft whisper from my door-wall.

"Drina?" Cam Jacob's attractive voice, but it was twisted with pain.

I looked over to the door and found him standing stock-still, his pain apparent on his face as he looked in at me. I quickly got up and went to the door, un-locking it and slipping outside.

"Jacob!" I said happily, throwing myself into his arms, they tightened around me instinctively, pulling me flush to his bare chest. I willing pressed myself against him and his radiating heat.

"Why were you crying?" he asked softly, his hands cautious as they twisted into my hair.

"Um, I don't really know, but…I missed you," I said, looking up at his face. His eyes were dark and serious, but my eyes were focused on other things. Like his lips, they were so perfect. Plump and delectable, I wanted to know what was like kissing him.

"Oh god…" he breathed. My eyes quickly shifted to his, but before I knew it, his wonderful lips met mine. I nearly gasped out as I wrapped my arms securely around his neck.

The feel of his lips were amazing as he kissed me gently, testing my desires. So I moved swiftly against his, deepening each kiss, but making the rhythm more fierce. He matched it easily, his lips moving in harmony with mine. I wanted to kiss him for eternity, but sadly, I had to pull away for air.

We stared at each other as our breathing slowly regulated.

"Drina?" Came my mother's voice. I jumped, turning around in fear that she'd seen. She was just walking outside, so I grabbed Jacob's arm and pulled him around to the other side of the house.

"Drina, what are you doing up so late?" she asked as I came around the corner.

"I couldn't sleep, but I'm sure I'll be fine soon," I told her with a reassuring smile, trying not to look like a deer in the headlights.

"Ok, is there anything you'd like to talk about?" She asked, my heart caught in my throat, even though I knew It was harmless.

"Not really, I'm just worrying about the next school year. It is my senior year," I lied.

"Oh, well don't let it worry you now, you still have the whole summer to go," she reassured me, I smiled weakly.

"Well, get to bed soon, goodnight," she said, heading back inside.

"I will, night," I said, then waited until her door was closed and locked before hurrying back to Jacob.

He was still there, standing stock-still, his arms reaching out to me as a radiant smile lit up his face. I smiled back, it was contagious, as I slid gratefully into the circle of his arms.

"So, I take that kiss to symbolize that you're accepting me, am I right?" he whispered softly into my ear.

"Yes, I am definitely accepting you. How can some one deny you when you kiss them like that?" I asked playfully.

"I can think of one," he said, laughing bitterly. I looked at him questionably, he just shook his head.

"I'll tell you some other time," he told me. "I'm way too happy right now," he smiled.

"Good…. Do you think you can kiss me again?" I asked, a blush ebbing into my cheeks.

"No, anything but that!" He laughed softly, then captured my lips with his own, kissing me sweetly.

When we broke apart this time he took a deep breath and brought his lips to my jaw. I gasped as his lips worked their way up to my ear.

"You should probably get to sleep," he whispered into my ear as he kissed it gently.

"L-like I can get to s-sleep after this," I gasped helplessly, letting him hold me up, he didn't seem to mind.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know I was so…distracting," he said innocently.

"S-sure you didn't" I stuttered, he laughed lightly and nipped playfully at my neck.

"But you really should get to bed," he told me, but sounded as though he'd like to say here as much as I wanted to.

"I know, but I don't want to leave you out here all alone," I told him, he chuckled, kissing my neck softly, his lips slow against my skin.

"I'll be fine, don't worry," he assured me, pulling away to look at my face.

"Alright," I said, then leaned in to place a small kiss on his smooth shoulder.

"Mm, goodnight, Drina," he crooned into my ear. I shivered and pulled slowly away from him, I was tired.

"Goodnight," I told him, pulling away so that our hands were the only things touching.

"Sweet dreams," he whispered, then leaned in to swiftly kiss my forehead, and turned and left into the woods.