I didn't realize how fast I was going until I glanced at my speedometer. Ninety-two? What the hell, I'm almost forty miles over the limit. Yet I couldn't bring myself to slow down.
I sighed in relief when I reached the narrow dirt road that lead to Jacob's house. I allowed myself to slow down, but not by much.
When I saw the small red and white house, I couldn't help but smile. Jacob was waiting, shirtless as always, on the small, worn-down porch. When he saw the car in his drive-way he smiled.
If my heart were still beating, it'd be threatening to jump out of my chest right about now.
"Hey," He greeted me, a small smile on his lips.
"Uh, hi." I said, stepping out of the car.
We stood in the moon-lit lawn for a few moments in an awkward silence. I scratched the back of my neck, looking in any direction besides towards him.
Suddenly, as if he'd only just realized we were standing outside, he spoke, hastily. "Oh, um, you wanna come inside? Well, of course you do, I mean, unless you wanna hang outside for a while. Which, you probably don't, I was just asking. But, what I was asking is do you wanna just..."He stopped himself suddenly, and I smiled, amused by his obvious discomfort.
Maybe he likes me, that could be why he's so embarrassed.
"I'm just going to stop talking now," He said, blushing slightly.
I chuckled and headed for the front the door. I stopped as I reached the door, suddenly realizing his father was asleep. That was good, Billy still didn't like vampires on their land. Sure I could take a couple of dirty looks, but Jacob really didn't like it much.
"Dad's asleep. So I don't have to sneak you in this time," he snickered. I turned to face him. He was closer than expected. His face was inches for mine-he was begging for me to kiss him. His scent wafted my face and I was so close to snapping. I swollowed loudly, then jerked my head back to the door.
We both had to duck our heads through the small door frame. And then Jacob laughed at me when I almost got stuck. Geez, I didn't know I was that big. If vampires could gain weight, I'd take a lucky guess and say I was getting fat.
"So, now that we're doing nothing together, what'd you wanna do?" Jake asked, interrupting my train of thought.
I plopped down on the small couch next to him, and sighed. "I dunno. Nothing really to do." I said, frowning a bit. He nodded his head in agreement.
There was another agonizing silence as we both sat looking around at nothing of importance, the only sound in the room the pounding of Jacob's heart.
Finally, I decided to break the silence and asked Jacob if he had any good movies to watch.
"Yeah, actually, I got this wicked movie, it's called Underworld Rise of the Lykens. It probably won't make sense if you don't watch the two before it though." He explained, sorting through a small collection of DVD's.
"Oh, that movie? I heard it was just a prequel to the other two." I said, desperately trying to strike up a conversation.
The subject was dropped immediately as the previews started on the small screened TV set. About 5 minutes into the previews, Jake spoke again.
"You know, I'd ask you if I could get you some pop-corn or something, but then the garlic might scare you away." He said, a smirk on his face.
We both laughed at this for a few moments but the movie started and we gave all our attention to the screen that had the movie playing. Well...he did, anyways. I was too busy peeking at him from the corner of my eye every two minutes to really know what the hell was going on. At one point, though, someone mentioned vampires and immediately I looked to Jacob, who had his lips pressed tight together to keep form laughing.
"Since when are all vampires supposed to look so crusty, and old?" I growled, glaring at the TV screen.
He scoffed but quickly tried to cover it with a cough. "Well, since when are werewolves supposed to look all gross, and freaky looking like that?" He countered.
"Yeah, but that's not as bad as saying that they can't go out in sunlight or they'll burn to a crisp." I retorted.
"Oh yeah? Since when can we not ever change back into human form?"
"Well then, guess you're not a werewolf. You're a lykin." I smirked.
"I'm not a slave." He said, glaring at me through narrowed eyes.
I smirked at him, obviously I had won this battle. But then he did something I never would've expected.
He laughs, taking in my expression, and plops back down on the couch, laughing at either me or his actions, I don't know.
"Dude, you should've seen your face." He gets out between laughs.
I grab one of the small pillows from the couch and throw it at his face. "That was so not funny. I seriously thought you were going to eat me or something."
"Eh, I don't think you'd taste all that good." He smiled again, and his body shook with the laughter he was trying to hold in.
"Perv." I growled under my breath, although I couldn't help but laugh too.
After a good ten minutes, we got bored again, and started quoting things from the movie.
Eventually Jacob han pinned me up against the wall, holding a fake sword to my throat.
"I should have crushed your skull under my heel when you were born." I growled.
"Yes, you should have." He growled right back, pretending to plunge the sword into my throat.
He then leaned down and whispered, his face dangerously close to mine, "But you didn't..."
We both bellowed out in laughter, Jacob trying to regain his breath.
That was seriously intense. I swear, we could've done a better job on that movie than they did." He snickered.
"Well, I could, anyways." I smiled.
He frowned a this. "What, my acting skills weren't enough for you?" He countered.
"Well...they were...OK. But, in Hollywood, it's all about the looks." I smirked at him.
"And I don't have the looks?" He teased.
Hell yes you do! "Not really, no." I smiled at him.
"Jerk." He muttered.
I snickered at him. He looks so cute when he's all pouty...
"Okay, I'll be nice here. Yes, you do have the looks for playing in movies, and any gu- uh, girl would be lucky to have you." I said. If I could blush, I'd be a freaking tomato right about now.
When I turned back to see his reaction, it surprised me that he was so close. I didn't know what had come over me, but I suddenly couldn't help my urge to kiss him.
I leaned forward, ever so slowly, and, to surprise me even more, he didn't pull away. I brushed my lips across his once, twice, three times before fire met ice, in an almost loving kiss.
His warm lips caressed mine ever so gently. His hands knotted in my hair. And all I could think was; more, more more!
I cupped his face in my hands and deepened the kiss; he wound his arms around my neck, pulling me closer to him. Yes, this is what heaven must feel like. I sighed, in pure bliss, against his mouth.
And suddenly, I pulled away, breaking our close contact. He stared at me, wide-eyed, and mouth gaping. There was a noise from behind me, and his gaze flickered to whatever was right behind us that had made the noise.
Jake?" Came a sad, heart-broken voice.
I was off the couch in a second, and what I saw caused my breath to hitch in my throat. Billy. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!
"Dad, I- we weren't...it's not-"
"Get out of my house." He said, thankfully, directed at me. "NOW!" He bellowed.
I cast an apologetic glance at Jacob and mouthed "I'm sorry." before I fled to my car, and sped back towards the border-line, my body shaking with dry sobs. If only I were able to cry again...