My calculations were wrong! I actually had two Jacob chapters in this fic. Well, here you go!
14. Jealous? Who, me? Nah!
(Jacob's point of View)
Caleb again. Renesmee never spends a day without him. Here we are in the studio, on her lounge. The two of them are playing on her Wii. And what do I look like? Chopped liver.
"Come on, guys, let's grab a bite," he offered.
"Sure," Nessie said immediately. "Jake?" She looked at me and saw my expression. "Cale? You go on ahead. We'll meet you at the car."
Caleb gave me a salute and closed the door behind him.
"You're mad," she said, sitting on my lap and wrapping her arms around my neck.
"No, I'm not," I lied.
"Yeah, you are," she insisted. "You have the Look. You're mad at me and Caleb."
"No, I'm not," I lied again more firmly, almost saying the words through my teeth.
"Liar," she growled. Uh-oh.
"No, I'm not mad," I said more calmly. "It's just that . . . I think you're too . . . attached to him."
She threw her head back and laughed.
"Aww, you're jealous. How sweet," she said, touching the tip of my nose with her finger.
"I'm not," I replied. Oh, wait, am I?
"I can't help it Jake. He's a great guy. He's my best friend here. And he happens to be the actor I have a major crush on," she explained.
"That's what I'm worried about," I muttered.
"Wow, you are jealous," she said. "Now I have to wipe your memory of all this nonsense we just talked about."
And she pulled my face closer to hers and kissed me. A couple of months' worth of kisses, I daresay.
"There," she said finally. "Do you think I'd ever do that to him?" she kissed my cheek.
"Well . . ."
"Do you?" She kissed my chin.
"How am I supposed to—"
"Just answer the question." She kissed the corner of my lips.
"No," I sighed, defeated.
"Good." She kissed my lips again. "Now let's go out before Caleb thinks that something's going on here.
"Oh, okay," I replied, letting her pull me up.
Nessie made it up to me by sitting beside me (across from Caleb) and never letting go of my hand the whole time. He kept looking around apprehensively for any "unwanted company," but luckily, we didn't see any.
After lunch we went to Teen Vogue for her photo shoot. The editors said that she would be the cover for the next month's issue. They also dragged her off for a short interview.
I idled close enough to hear the conversation.
I'm such a bad guy.
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