___________Chap 7 An Evening with Jake_____________Bpov______________________________________
"WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?" He yelled, practically making me deaf in the process. He looked absolutely murderous.
Then his whole body started shaking, and I was about to calm him down but it was to late.
He was already morphing into his gigantic, russet-furred wolf form.
My cold and un-beating heart flipped in my chest. I'd forgotten how completely huge he was as a wolf.
And how threatening he looked. Suddenly, the scent of wet dog got much stronger. I gagged.
"EEEEW!" Jake let out a throaty chuckle-ish sounding noise and then yawned.
I notice that he looked very, very sleepy. "Tiered, Jake?" He nodded lazily.
"Well, in the basement there's a gigantic extra mattress. Wanna sleep on it? You look like you haven't slept a wink In days. Its sooooft!"
His muzzle fell open, pulling back over his teeth.
It would have been a frightening expression, except for the fact his tongue lolled out the side in a wolfy grin.
I giggled. Jacob's grin widened over his sharp teeth, and he crouched down on his front legs, dropping his head so that his face was no higher than mine, staring at me, measuring my response.
"Jacob?" I breathed. The answering rumble deep in his chest sounded like a chuckle.
I reached my hand out, fingers trembling slightly, and touched the red-brown fur on the side of his face.
His black eyes closed, and Jacob leaned his huge head into my hand. The fur was both soft and rough, and warm against my skin.
I ran my fingers through it curiously, learning the texture, stroking his neck where the color deepened.
I hadn't realized how close I had gotten. Then, without warning, Jacob suddenly liked my face from chin to hairline.
"Ew, gross, Jake!" I complained, jumping back and smacking at him, just as I would have done if he was human.
He dodged out of the way, and the coughing bark that came through his teeth was defiantly laughter.
I wiped my face on the sleeve of my shirt, unable to keep from laughing along with him.
"NO! Bad dog." I scolded him. He growled playfully at me.
"Now, let's go, Scooby."
I told him, opening the door to the basement. He tried to get down but, I noticed, he wouldn't fit through the door.
I burst out laughing and tried to push him through the narrow doorway.
After a few minutes of pushing and struggling, he finally got through and collapsed on the big mattress. After falling down the steps.
I was laughing hysterically while walking down the steps.
I followed him to the big mattress and plopped down on it. "Either I need to get a bigger doorway, or you need to lose some weight."
He made the chuckling sound again and then laid down beside me.
After a few minutes, I asked, "Hey Jake, want something to eat?" He nodded.
"Hmm… I wonder what werewolves eat? Cats? Heehee…" He shook his head.
"Kibble?" I asked, laughing. He shook his head. "Broccoli?"
He stuck his tongue out at me. I smiled.
"… Pot-roast?"
He nodded eagerly.
"Ok, but you stay here. I don't wanna have to push you through the doorway again, chubby."
He grinned his wolfy grin.
"OK, be back in a few."
I went to the kitchen and looked up the recipe. ( A/N this is a real recipe! )
BONELESS CHUCK POT ROAST
3-4 lb. boneless chuck roast1/2 stick butter1/2 tsp. garlic salt1/2 tsp. onion salt1/2 tsp. salt1/2 tsp. black pepper1 can mushroom soup1 tbsp. Worcestershire sauce
Cook in Dutch oven on top of stove. Melt 1/2 stick butter. Put roast in Dutch oven in melted butter, brown real brown. Turn over brown other side. Add garlic salt, onion salt, salt, pepper and Worcestershire sauce.
Pour mushroom soup on top roast. Spread over roast. Put 2-3 cans water into Dutch oven over roast. Cover and cook 15 minutes on high heat. ( real time is 2-3 1/2 hours on low heat.)
Makes its own gravy. Serve 4-6 people. Serve with rice or cream potatoes.
So after it was done, I took it to the basement.
Jake was waiting eagerly at the bottom, so I guess he smelled the food.
I think I saw him drooling. " No drooling on the carpet!"
Then I gave him the pot-roast. He looked down at me, with a look that asked 'Aren't you going to eat?' "Nope, Not human anymore."
Then he dug in, making sure to like the plate clean when he was done. "You likey?"
He nodded and licked me again. " EEEEW! Quit it!" He gave a throaty, wolfy chuckle.
Then we plopped back down on the mattress, and I grabbed a book to read, Withering Heights.
"BELLA!" I looked up with a start.
My dad was by the stairs, starring at Jake (who was still is wolf form)
With wide eyes, and a gun in his hand.