It was getting cooler outside now and I shivered on the porch, hugging my jacket closer to my body in the wind. It was pouring and I had stupidly left my umbrella in my locker at school and was totally not looking forward to the walk from my house to Jacob's car.
Speak of the devil. Jacob pulled up in his car, Quil and Embry grinning at me from the back of it. I groaned and got up to step out into the rain.
We didn't have a nice paved driveway here in La Push—scant gravel and mud was what I had to walk across.
I gingerly avoided what mud I could, while pulling my jacket's hood closer around my head. No way was I going to school looking like a drowned cat!
About half-way there I was concentrating very hard on missing a particularly slush filled mud puddle when I felt someone tap my shoulder.
I shrieked and jumped three feet and the air. Unfortunately, my landing was in the mud which moved under my feet causing me to go careening into the mud puddle I was trying to avoid. I landed with a splat face down in the mud.
Hysterical laughter sounded from behind me and I looked around for the source. Jacob was bent over at the knee's laughing at me. I narrowed my eyes and attempted to stand up.
Do you know how slick mud is? I do. As I tried to get up I slipped again and this time landed in the mud on my back.
Jacob was near hyperventilating by this point—his face was looking slightly blue from lack of oxygen.
"YOU THINK THIS IS FUCKING FUNNY?" I screeched at him as I slid around in the mud once more. By this time my hair, jeans, jacket and face were covered in the brown muck. The rain kept pouring down and I could feel my hair starting to pouf.
In between chuckles Jacob answered me, "Exceptionally so." He went off into another gale of laughter. Embry and Quil were also laughing at me too.
Glaring at Jacob and resigning myself to the fact that I was going to have to sit here in the mud until someone helped me up I grabbed a handful of the muck surrounding me.
SPLAT. My handful of mud hit Jacob square in the chest.
His eye grew wide as he stared down at the splattering of mud across his chest.
"That was a new shirt."
I rolled my eyes at him and he stalked over to me. He stood so that he was on the outskirts of the mud puddle. Jacob held out his hand and offered it to me—to help me up. I grabbed a hold of his hand but instead of using it to pull myself up and out of the puddle I jerked my hand back and he slipped on the tiny amount of mud he stood on.
With a satisfying thud Jacob landed in the mud next to me.
"That was just cruel," he said attempting to wipe some of the mud off his arms. He only succeeded in spreading it further.
"No, cruel was you scaring me into the puddle and then laughing about it."
His eyes narrowed at me and I flinched away from the mischievous glint in them. He was planning something. Something not good. Quil and Embry still sat in the back of Jacob's car, staring at us.
Jacob's hand shot out and grabbed my arm, hauling me towards him. He was so strong that I fell backwards in the mud and ended up sliding towards him. I was on my back looking up at him, the rain falling on my face as he leaned over me.
"You look very cute with all that mud on you," he smiled at me.
"Yeah, well you look like—mmmhmmm," I never got finish just what Jacob looked like because he bent over me and pressed his lips to mine, cutting off what I said.
I knew he was just trying to distract me and by Jove it was working. If he was going to fight dirty then so would I.
I continued to kiss Jacob—doing that think with my tongue that I knew he liked. He was well into our make-out session so he didn't even see it coming when I pulled back from his embrace and looked him in the eye.
"Sucker," I giggled and then shoved a handful of mud directly into his face.
The look on Quil and Embry's faces was priceless. The shock and amusement sent me over the edge and I started to laugh. Jacob wiped the mud from his face and glared at me.
"Not. Fair." He growled and the scooped me up in his arms and started to run off towards the woods.
I struggled to push him away, but he was just too darn big. So instead I started yelling protests.
"JACOB BLACK! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT! WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE—!" I was dropped into the river that flowed through the forest.
The icy mountain water was a shock and I screamed and stumbled to get up out of the water. The mud had been washed from my body but now I was completely soaked with icy water, not to mention the rain. Swiftly the water passed by me and I grabbed onto a rock to try to pull myself out of the water.
Shivering on a rock in the middle of a river in the pouring rain I flipped off Jacob who had a hand over his mouth trying to hide his smile.
"You better get over here before I freeze to death!" I yelled at him hugging my wet arms to my body in an attempt to warm up. Jacob took off his shirt and looked at me. God. He was hot. He noticed my ogling.
Jacob smiled a cocky grin at me and waded without issue into the water, stopping in front of the boulder I was perched on. He held out his arms and this time I welcomed them.
I slid, fitting perfectly into his embrace, sighing against the warmth of his skin. He chuckled lightly and whispered into my ear as he crossed back through the water.
"You played dirty; I told you I'd have to get you back."
I snorted at that.
"Unfortunately," he said in a chipper voice, "it's too late and you're too wet to go back to school."
I looked up at him—his deep brown eyes were filled with warmth. I swallowed hard at his gaze and blushed. Dangit. Don't blush Allie. Don't blush. That just encourages him.
It's true. His grin was smug as he carried me past his car and casually using one arm to support my weight, threw his keys to Embry.
"Take care of her?" he asked passing them.
"Yeah," Quil replied, "but will you take care of her? I mean if you need help I could—"
Quil was cut off by a glare and an angry growl from Jacob.
Jacob carried me honeymoon style all the way up to my bedroom before setting me down on my bed and looking around. I sneezed.
"We're gonna have to get you out of those clothes," he paused noting my blush, "you'll catch a cold."
I nodded and headed towards my closet grabbing a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. Next, I snatched a dry pair of underwear and bra from my dresser. Holding my clothes I glanced at Jacob. He was already dry. Damn, werewolf body heat.
Jacob turned his back on me—giving me privacy I supposed. I stripped fast, my wet clothes falling to the floor with a sloshing sound.
I couldn't tell for sure, but I was almost certain that out of my peripheral vision I saw Jacob turn and look at me, then turn away blushing. But, it could've been my imagination.
A few moments later I was dressed in dry clothes and the wet clothes had been deposited in the laundry. But I was still cold.
Jacob and I sat side by side on the couch in the living room, his arms around me keeping me very warm under our blanket.
"Mmm. This is very nice," I said leaning into Jacob's chest as we watched something unimportant on crappy daytime television.
He kissed my forehead. "Yep." He brought his lips down to mine and pulled me even closer than I already was—I was basically sitting in his lap now.
I smiled against his lips and let out a sigh. Jacob was such a good kisser. I tangled my hand in his hair and let out another sigh as he did that thing with his tongue. Gah.
Out of no where Jacob stiffened and pulled his mouth from mine, his arms tightening.
"Jake!" I gasped "Can't. Breath!" His group didn't loosen but he placed his hand over my mouth silencing me.
And scaring me. His eyes were alert and searching the area. My eyes widened in response to his and I was terrified to know what he had heard or smelled.
And then to my surprise the doorbell rang. Jacob jerked and left me on the couch, giving me a stern look that meant stay. I gulped as he opened the door.
Jacob let out a gasp as he saw the person on the other side of my front door.
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Sorry for the long wait guys! But, you know, I do have to study sometimes! And by golly I love college. Some of my best lines have been used while i'm here. For instance this total cutie who sits beside me in English, i call him creativewritingkid. Anway, my friend asked me if there was potential with him and i told her probably not since our first conversation started with me saying "hey, so. . .how's that lung cancer going for you?". i detest smokers. many an attractive guy has been ruined by a cigarette in his hand. ew.
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