After changing into the bottoms and large t-shirt I walked out to find Jacob standing infront of the cooker. I smelt bacon and pancakes and offcourse the sound of him moving about the tiny kitchen.
I forgot to mention that he was still in those cut of shorts of his barefoot and wearing no top maybe because it was still on the floor next to the bed.
Me: Something smells nice...( I play with my fingers and give him a smile).
Jacob smiles brightly as he sets the food neatly on the plates.
Jacob: Yeap that would be my attempt of cooking ...
Me: Well I think it smells normal and oh look it looks eatable...( I say sarcasticly).
Jacob suddenly went still and looked like he was about to cry.
Me: I'm only joking...( I looked at him with a worried face).
Jacob then looks down and then begins to chuckle.
Jacob: Got ya!..( He laughs loudly).
I instantly walked over to him and poked him he laughed and pulled me to him. The food looked nice, the bacon crisp and the pancakes cooked to perfection.
Me: So this another secret...you can cook
Jacob: I wouldn't call this cooking...
I smiled at him he really was perfect and he made me food tow of my favourite things my Hott werewolf boyfriend and food. I moved over to the small table and before I sat he pulled out my chair and let me sit first. The table was freshly sat out both plates next to eachother and a jug of freshly squezzed orange juice.
Me: Thanks...you know I could have made us something...
Jacob: No I wanted to do this...I enjoy doing things for you
Me: I know , I just think you do too much sometimes I don't want you to think I'm not greatful
Jacob: Your my imprint..I'm meant to please you...( He smiled without knowing what he did to me).
Me: So your saying whatever I want you have to give me no matter what? ( I look at him with a small smile).
Jacob nods
Jacob: Yeah i guess, it's like whatever I sense that you need I try to fufil that..And because I want to
Me: You know that's pretty dangerous
Jacob: What?
Me: It's like your kryptonite ( I giggle).
Jacob: Well that's actually a good way to put it ...
He didn't realise how gulible he seemed yet he was funny when he looked confused he was smart and sweet
Jacob smiled showing his perfect white, he was glad I was pleased with him and it made my heart melt even more. We stared at eachother and then he poured me some orange juice and we sat in silence eating the food. I was
amazed at the taste and smiled as he watch me lift the fork to my mouth.
Me:This is delious...( I smiled brightly had him).
Jacob: You think... ( He looked like a little kid getting praise).
I nodded and with that touched his hand that rested on the table. His hands where not soft but strong and manly and I loved how his tanned complexion look against my pale one.
Me: Where did you learn to cook?...( Asked as I took a bit of food).
Jacob continued shovaling food down his throat it was entertaining and then he answered.
Jacob: Dad wasn't much a cook...I'd had to learn fast before I got cholestoral problems...
I giggled as he laughed with food still in his mouth, yes disgusting but very very cute.
Me: My dads not much of a cook either...Caleb can cook but..even that's dangerous ( I cut another part of my pancakes).
Jacob then took a gulp of his orange juice.
Jacob: I can't really picture your brother cooking...
Me: Well he did until I figured out how to and because I was sick of takeaways...
Jacob: I'll eat anything to be honest
Me: Me to but...you can grow tired of foods. I can cook a nice Apple pie and cinnomin...if maybe one day I cook you one
Jacob stopped and stared reaching for my hand once more.
Jacob: I'd love that...( He said with a serious voice).