☼Rising Sun☼

☼chapter seven☼

RENESMEE

Jake comes outside twelve minutes later while wearing a lighthearted smile on his face. Skipping the last three feet in one stride, he yanks open the driver's side door and hops in, slamming the door behind him before turning to face me with a wild grin.

My eyes narrow into slits as I glare at him.

Laughing, Jake leans across the console between us and pecks me on the lips. My eyes practically bulge out of my head as I gape up at him, my cheeks hot with blood. What the fuck is he doing-

Shaking his head, Jake chuckles, again, as if this is all just a big joke to him, as if he didn't just kiss me again-

"Lighten up, baby. We're in the clear." Strapping himself in and reaching around me for my buckle, Jake smoothly clips it in before starting the car.

I stare down at my lap, at the strap that crosses over my legs, before looking back up at Jake. "What the hell, Jacob?" I whisper, my voice tense and angry. "You- You just-"

"Kissed you?" He laughs, sounding so alive that something in my chest jumpstarts, and my heart starts to beat faster as he glances over, smirking at me. "I know. It wasn't the first time either."

Flushing angrily- maybe over the reference to our rather heated make out sessions, or his clear mockery of such an important thing for us- I snap, "You fucking asshole-"

His smile drops. "What? Did you not want me to kiss you? Any of those times? Ness, you should've pushed me away, I would've-"

My blush deepens. "That- that is not the issue right now, Jake."

"Yes it is," he insists, sounding panicked as he repeats his earlier question. "Did you not want me to kiss you?"

I really don't want to answer that.

Avoiding his gaze, I calmly state, "Jacob, that's besides the point-"

"Tell me," he growls, his hands tightening around the steering wheel, and I snap.

"Fine!" Throwing my hands in the air with a huff, I whip around to face him, my cheeks permanently red as I snarl, "I did want you to kiss me, you jerk! Just, just not then!"

Jacob looks more confused than I have ever seen him. "I- What? Why?"

Letting out a half scream, my head drops into my hands. "Oh my god, you're so ignorant sometimes. You're driving me back to my house, Jake. Where my dad is. He can fucking read minds."

He waits a moment, wearing an expression of amusement. "Is that it?" Pressing my lips together, narrowing my eyes threateningly, I watch as Jake quickly backtracks, holding his hands in the air in a surrendering motion. "Okay okay! I just meant that's not that big of a deal. All you have to do is not think about it."

Giving him an incredulous look, I spit out, "How the hell am I not supposed to think about that?"

"Think of something else?" He offers, finally putting the car into reverse and pulling out.

"Like what?" I cross my arms over my chest and glare out the window. "About how warm your body is when it's pressed against mine? How soft your hands are when they cup my cheeks? How your fucking mouth feels on my neck?!"