The Twilight Twenty-Five ( )
Prompt: #16 (Stick a Pin in it)
Pen Name: Maddie-the-Muse
Pairing/Character(s): Bella Swan / Jacob Black
Rating: K
Word Count: 475
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His hand was warm against my closed eyelids. His breath was hot against my ear as he spoke soft and low.
"No peeking."
"Jake! What are you doing?" I giggled. I reached up to try and pull his hand from my eyes, but he wouldn't let me free.
"Trust me, Bells? This will be fun. I promise." He planted a quick peck on my cheek before continuing. "Put your hand up?" he asked.
I hesitated only a moment before cautiously raising my right hand in front of me. His imply asking for my trust was all it took for me to go along with whatever he had planned. I did trust him—completely.
He brushed his finger against my palm a moment before moving the tiny item he held up to meet my finger tips. "Take the pin, Bells," he coaxed, making sure I had the pin in my grasp before kissing my cheek again and pulling his hand away from mine.
With one hand still covering my eyes and his other on my hip, he guided me forward a couple of steps. "Keep your eyes closed, please?" Jacob reminded me before taking a step back and taking his hands away. "Okay, Bella, just like when we played pin the tail on the donkey when we were kids, stick the pin on the page." he instructed.
I couldn't help the silly grin I knew was on my face; he always made things fun and exciting. That was just a tiny part of what I loved about him. I stepped forward with my hands up in front of me until my fingers brushed the cool surface of the paper on the wall. I ran my hands over the surface, finding the edges to learn how big the sheet was.
"I'm not finding the donkey's tail, am I?" I asked Jake over my shoulder. I wanted to be sure I wouldn't fail miserably if I placed the pin in the middle of the page.
"No. It's not a donkey," he laughed. "Go ahead."
Running my fingers over the paper again, I decided on a spot I thought was about the center of the page, about a quarter of the way down. "Can I look, now?"
"Um...sure," Jacob laughed.
The paper was a world map, and the map pin with the red head that Jake had given me was stuck into the middle of the Black Sea. I laughed and turned around to face Jacob with me face screwed up in confusion.
"It was supposed to be a fun way to pick where we would go on our pretend honeymoon," he explained with a shrug. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small leather pouch. "You want to marry me anyway, Bells?" He asked with a grin as he pulled his mother's ring from the pouch.