"You're not serious, you don't really want that." He muttered. "Don't worry about it, Bella. I don't want you to do that because you feel like you have to. I want you to want it, and to know you do. Thanks, but it's not the same."
I pulled him closer to me, psyching myself up. You can do this, I thought to myself. I reached my small hand up to his face and lightly touched his strong jaw. He was so warm, so comforting. His skin was soft but his muscles and jaw were hard underneath. I pulled his head down closer to me. He looked skeptical but let me move him.
My eyes found his lips and tried to focus on them. They were gorgeous, who wouldn't notice? Plump and yet masculine. It would feel good to kiss him, wouldn't it? Weird maybe—he was my friend after all—younger too, but good? I'd only ever kissed one person before so I didn't have a lot to go off of.
I inhaled and briefly closed my eyes as I wrapped my mind around what I was going to do. He was so big, so warm, his body leaning over me, encompassing me in heat. My fear was there, but the hole in my chest was held together for now. I drew in his scent, the salt of the sea air he lived in and the pine of the forest he ran in. He smelled like a carefree Saturday full of sunshine. I pulled him in until he was one inch from my face and I closed my eyes, readying myself for this mundane and most definitely awkward kiss. His warm breath tickled my face. My heart raced, bracing itself as the hair stood up on the back of my neck.
He stopped. "Are you sure?" He whispered.
"Yeah…" I mumbled into his mouth, and pulled him the last inch.
My lips met his, and pressed into them deeply. His voluptuous lips were larger and warmer than I expected, softer too. I fell into them, like tumbling through clouds. The heat from his lips increased the temperature of my own, I could feel a fire cooking under the skin, undulating and sparking below the surface. My mind raced, my heart sped up. Something was happening to me.
Before I could process it, the invisible fire crept from his lips to mine, spreading across them, sinking into my skin, advancing up my face and making my cheeks blush feverishly.
The warmth penetrated deeper, soaking through tissue and muscle, pouring like liquid gold into my veins and nervous system. I could feel my cold, broken body heating up from within, a radiating effect from Jacob was taking over every cell that it came in contact with. The torrent of fire, now in my veins, started to spread, moving up to my brain. I had a sudden feeling of euphoria. I felt drugged. There was a buzzing behind my eyes.
Next it traveled down my arms, heating me from the inside out. I had the sensation that my body was lighter than I had ever remembered it being. I felt like I was floating in the air, tethered to the earth only by Jacob's lips, which now seemed like my lifeline.
I could feel his hands grab my shoulders to hold me closer to him, his lips holding fast to mine. In the time it took him to get a hold of me, the golden wildfire had spread further, finally reaching my heart. As it touched my heart, we both gasped, our lips still touching, but barely. My heart was engulfed in a flame that healed rather than harmed. It felt like it was glowing within me, pouring out more of the curative metallic liquid. I could feel it, almost see what was happening within me: the hole was filling up, drawing in the antidote that Jacob was providing.
Jacob's lips disconnected from mine as he fell to his knees. I opened my eyes to see his eyes as round as saucers. He kneeled before me, his hands hovering in the air around my arms, my drugged expression reflected in his eyes.
My body hummed as I stood there looking down at him. "Jake, whuzzz happening?" I slurred. I could feel a current buzzing in the air between us, like a radio frequency going between two points.
His hands gently touched my arms and he stared at me. His pupils were huge. "Bella," he whispered. The sound in his voice was reverent. He caressed my arms and looked at me all over. He muttered something but I couldn't understand him. "Whaaat?" I asked dreamily. My body felt wonderful. It was like I had been healed. The hole in my chest was gone completely, replaced by something much stronger, holding my insides together like a tapestry of golden threads. My heart was beating sure and strong in my chest for what felt like the first time in a lifetime. I could feel Jake's hands as they slowly caressed my arms up and down, but it didn't feel like anything I'd felt before. My skin tingled, warm and comforted. His simple touch felt like kisses wherever he made contact.
He held up one of his hands and gingerly touched my hair. He played with the strands of it, letting them fall over and between his large fingers. I snuggled into his hand, breathing in the richness of the scent of my Jacob.
"Imprint," I heard him say this time. He continued to look at me in wonder, like he'd never truly seen me before.
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