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Nessie

For the most part everything is just as it was before Jake and I kissed. I mean we spend hours on end laughing and watching movies. Really, the only change is that Jacob now holds my hand when we sit on the couch. The contact is the only thing keeping me from floating away on clouds of bliss.

The credits begin to roll on our third movie of the day just as Dad walks in to check on us. He has been doing this every fifteen minutes since Jake came over at lunch time. At first I thought it was only to check on us, but I can't help noticing the brooding stares Dad keeps shooting Jacob with.

"Wanna go for a walk, Ness?" Jake asks when Dad gives him the look.

"Sure," I reply as I stand up to stretch my legs. Jake follows and hugs me as soon as Dad exits the room. I nuzzle my nose against his thin shirt secretly wishing it wasn't there. Jake breaks the hug, but proceeds to put his arm over my shoulder as we walk outside.

"So I've got some things I need to talk to you about," Jacob admits as we saunter through the yard. "Where do you want to talk?"

I'm a little concerned about what is going on, but I know exactly where I want to go. Placing my hand on his bare arm, I show him his little house. "Works for me," he smiles.

The rest of the walk is silent as I worry over what is to come. Jacob seems a little on edge as well. I know whatever he is going to say is because my dad put him up to it. When we reach the front door, Jake stops abruptly. "Can I kiss you, Nessie?" he solicits.

I take hold of his hands with mine and show him that he never has to ask permission. I forget to close the connection as we kiss so Jacob feels everything I fell. The kiss deepens when I subconsciously ask for more. Jacob's warm breath tingles against my skin when he pulls away. With a sigh, he romantically gives me a small peck on my forehead. "Come on," he mumbles into my hair.

Once comfortably resting on the couch, Jacob begins. He insists on standing against the wall on the other side of the room for reasons I fear. "Have you ever wondered how I came to be so close with your family?" he begins. I have wondered this, but I never really thought to ask. It doesn't matter how he came to be my Jacob, as long as he is. I nod anyway.

"Well I will explain that in a moment, but first I need to explain something else about werewolves, or shape shifters, whatever we are. When you think about Sam and Emily, Claire and Quil, Rachel and Paul, and Brody and Elizabeth, what comes to mind?"

This question catches me off guard. I mean if it weren't for the Quil and Claire mention I would say great romance. But, Quil does not look at ten-year-old Claire like that at all. Yet, he is just as devoted to her as the others are to their women. "I guess they are all very close. Like the boys are all very committed and loving."

"Exactly," Jacob says. "Are any of those couples relatable to you personally?"

Once again, I am confused. "I guess I have always felt close to Claire because she is so close in age. And I mean you were always what Quil is to her."

"Good, good," Jake replies as if he is teaching me a lesson in school.

"What does this have to do with anything?"

Jacob sighs and steps a little closer to me. "Have you ever heard of imprinting?" His tone is so serious that I can only stare at him for a second or two as the words sink in. Have I ever heard of such a thing? The word is not familiar at all. I shake my head because I fear the words will get caught in my throat.

"Nessie, imprinting is something that happens to some werewolves. It happened to Sam and Quil. And it happened to me."

"Ok," I reply wondering what this all means. "So what does it mean then?"

"Can you promise to keep an open mind?"

"Of course," I exclaim.

"Alright, well," Jacob starts. "Imprinting is when you see someone one and in that moment the whole world changes for you. It's like all of a sudden you exist only to please your imprint. You will do anything and be anything your imprint wants you to be."

I can feel all the cranks in my head revolving as they try to make sense of his words. It finally all clicks. "I'm your imprint," I state after some time. The word sounds almost poetic coming off my tongue. I find myself overwhelmingly enthusiastic at my newfound importance to Jake. I am his, no matter what.

"Yes, Nessie. You are my imprint. But I want you to know that doesn't mean you have to be my girlfriend. You can leave me if you want."

"Girlfriend?" I ask, tasting the word.

"I mean," Jake backtracks awkwardly. "Would you like to be my official girlfriend Nessie?"

"I wouldn't want to be anyone else's," I tease. "I'd love nothing more than to be your girlfriend Jacob." He smiles from ear to ear and closes the gap between us. His strong arms pull me by my waist into the air as he kisses me fervently. This kiss is new to me, but equally amazing. My legs wrap tightly around him, just like before. As we kiss, my grip tightens on both his waist and his hair where my fingers grip. I don't know exactly what comes over me, but I begin to grind my hips back and forth over his strong stomach.

The most amazing sound I have ever heard breaks through Jacob's usually silent lips. I couldn't exactly call it a growl because it was almost a moan. His big hands slide down a little lower until his pinkies rest just slightly under my jeans. The contact only causes me to grind harder.

"We need to stop," Jake groans after what must have been a few minutes but feels to me like ten seconds. He sets me back onto the couch and resumes his spot on the other side of the room. Anyway," he stops to clear his throat. "I have more."

"Do tell," I say eagerly because his last bit of news excited me more than I could ever explain. "How did you become part of my family?"

"When I was a really small child, your mom and I would play well my dad and Charlie watched football or fished. We were childhood friends I guess." I try to picture Jacob as a little boy and fail. He has always been a man to me. "When she moved to Forks when I was a freshman in high school, we picked up where we left off as kids.

"Of course, she started dating your dad pretty quickly and we didn't hang out much. But right after your mom's 18th birthday, your dad left."

I am awestruck at this piece of history. Dad left Mom! It doesn't quite seem right because I rarely see them apart. And Mom always told me that she never stopped loving Dad no matter what happened.

"Don't think he is a bad guy, Nessie," Jake says because he can read my facial expressions all too easily. "You're dad left because he wanted to give Bella that chance for a normal human life. He thought he was doing the right thing." Jake pauses to make sure I comprehend. "After Edward left, your mom became severely depressed. I was there to pick of the pieces.

"Let's just say that during the time after your dad left, your mom and I became really close. We were best friends and I thought I was in love with her." Jacob freezes here to analyze my reaction. I am a little surprised where this story has headed, but I am not mad.

"You thought you were in love?" I ask because I wonder how that happens. Don't you just know?

"I worded that wrong," he sighs. He begins to play with his fingers as a distraction. "I was in love with Bella. I would have married her on the spot if she wanted to." He pauses again, his faced lined with worry. I smile as encouragement to keep going. I know how this story ends so I don't fear the middle.

"Things got complicated when I phased for the first time. Sam forbade me to tell Bella. Of course she, being the person she is, found out regardless. And then it was easier. We were great together. It was easy as breathing. And she was getting better, less depressed. Just when I thought we were going to move from friends to more, fate stepped in.

"A big misunderstanding led to your dad coming back. And once he was back, Bella and I were back to friends. I wouldn't give up though. I fought hard for her. But obviously your dad won. They got married and had you."

"Did you still hang out with Mom when she was pregnant?" I ask because I am struggling to see as to how he ever even saw me.

"I felt drawn to her, so yes. I know now that I was being drawn to you, not her. It was weird because instinctively I knew Bella was becoming less important to me. And then you came along and I haven't thought about Bella that way once since."

"Do you still love her?"

"I will always love her Nessie. I love her for being the mother of my girl. I love her like you love my dad."

"Is that all?" I ask because I want to kiss him again.

"Well, yes. Unless you have questions," he adds.

"No questions," I admit.

"So do you still want to be my girlfriend?"

I wouldn't dream of teasing Jacob this time. He looks so scared that I will change my mind. "Jacob, there is nothing you could tell me about your past that would make me change my mind."

Jake's large grin causes me to smile too. It's contagious being around him. I want to see that smile everyday of forever and now I know I will. He will never leave me. We will always be together. "I better get you back to your family. It's dinner time." There is some sadness in his voice.

I stand and walk over to his perfect form. "A kiss for the road?" I don't have to ask twice. Jacob's lips find my lips and hold them tight. I am a little surprised when he gives me a small, close-mouthed peck on my neck too. It sends shivers all the way through my body.

"Come on, Babe," he snickers. And I smile at the new nickname.