MPOV-
''You got a motorcycyle,' Embry and I screamed at the same time.
''Not just any motorcycyle,'' Jacob scoffed,'' a 1960's Harley-Davidson , with large displacement V-twin engines!,'' he said as if he loved this thing.
''What? Jake, it's just a friggin' bike!,'' Embry began ,''It is just a-''
''Don't talk about Kendra that way!,'' Jacob snapped.
What the hell?
''Kendra?,'' Embry asked, one eyebrow raised.
I repeat:What the hell?
''You named your bike Kendra,'' I asked.
He named it? He named her?
''Yes,'' he smiled proudly.
''What the hell? Jacob, take that thing back!,'' I ordered sternly.
''Damn. She sounds like the female version of me,'' Sam laughed.
I shoot him a death glare, one that could have turned him to stone.
He shsrank back.
''Babe, you wanna go for a ride?,'' Jacob asked.
I nervously put my hand on my stomah, and bit my lip. I really did...kinda want to. But what about the baby? Would she or he be okay? I ouldn't stand to lose a baby. I'd seen what it had done to Rosalie and Esme.
''I...I don't think that is suh a good idea. I don't wanna get, like...''I began. But I was not able to find the right words.
I mean...what was I supposed to say? Jacob, I don't trust you and I dont think you'll keep me safe? Yeah. That would go over brilliantly.
''I...I don't know,'' came my hesitant reply. My eyes where focused on the ground.
Jacob walked over to me. He wrapped his left arm around my waist, and used his right hand to lift my head so that my eyes could meet his.
''Do you honestly think I would ever let anything hurt you,'' murmured.
I shook my head, and he leaned in and brished his lips with mine. I deepened the kiss, holding his toned am with my left hand, and grippping his short, spiky blak hair with my left. He was perfet...and the eight pack! Our lips moved together in perfect synchronization.
I heard a groan,''Geez, you two! Get a room,'' Embry's voie traveled across the yard.
Jacob raised the hand that was not on my waist, and flicked Embry off.
''Oh! Mature, Jacob,'' Embry pretended to chastise.
Jacob chuckled breifly against my lips, before gently biting my bottom lip.
''Honestly, Micha. I do not know what you see in him,'' Embry pretended to scold me.
I aised my hand that was on Jaob's arm and flicked Embry off.
''You guys suck,'' he pretended to pout.
I laughed, before going up to change. I change into: blak skinny jeans, a blue v-neck tee, and a blue hoodie. I slid into my blue converses.
I waddled back out, and saw Jaob leaning against his motorcycle.
Hey there, sex kitten,'' he smirked before grabbing my hand.
''Hey there, sexy,'' I smiled.
He took a blue motorcycle helmet off of the handle, and held it in front of me.
I sighed, and flipped my hair back. He gently plaed the motorcycle helmet on my head, and helped me to sit on the bike.
Second's later, he produced another helmet, and put it on his head.
I was sitting infront of Jake, and he was behing me. He had one hand on each handle. Gently, as if hoping to not scare me, he lifted the kickstand.
Slowly, but surely, we stated off down the street.
The thrill was incredible. Exhilerating, almost. It was as if I was completly free.
We sped of, not stopping to until we reached a red light.
I felt one of Jacob's hand touch my stomah gently as we ame to the ed light at the intersection.
''How is it so far,'' he asked.
''Incredible,'' I shivered ,''I've never felt anything like it.''
I heard him chuckle quietly, his warm breath tickiling just a bit as he put both hands on the motorcycle handles.
''THE best thing? Are you sure there wasn't something else,'' he asked before we took off at the green light.
I wondered what he meant. I mean...what the hell was he talking about?
A blush crept into me at the same time that the realizaton of what his words meant crawled into my brain.
''Yeah. Sex,'' I smirked.
He laughed over the roar of the engine.
I smiled. I was content.
RPOV-
I was wearing: a red, spaghetti strapped maternity ress that went to my knees, a white, long-sleeved, white cadigan, and red ballet glats. My hair was in a ponytail, and Emett was sitting next to me, video taping Violet as she danced across the stage her pageant.
She was wearing a longsleeved holiday dres. The top was long sleeved, blak, and satin. The bottom was ranberry, and had black flowers. Her hair was in a curly ponytail, a flower pinned in it. She was on stage singing.
He's a tramp
But they love him
Breaks a new heart
Ev'ry day
He's a tramp
They adore him
And I only hope
He'll stay that way
He's a tramp
He's a scoundrel
He's a rounder
He's a cad
He's a tramp
But I love him
Yes,even I
Have got it pretty bad
You can never tell
When he'll show up
He gives you
Plenty of trouble
I
guess he's just a
No 'count pup
But I wish that he
Were double
He's a tramp
He's a rover
And there's nothing
More to say
If he's a tramp
He's a good one
And I wish that I
Could travel his way(x3
She did a great job, and we waited for the results, to see who had one.
Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight and all of the charaters in Twilight. Peggy Lee and Disney own the song He's a Tramp.