All Grown Up: The Story of Jacob and Renesmee Part I

Breakfast in Bed

I hadn't been able to sleep, so I decided to go make Nessie breakfast. She hadn't hunted in a while so I figured she'd be hungry. I stopped at the big house first to get some of the really good thick cut bacon I'd gotten from a local farmer. Some food was there and some food was at the cottage, so sometimes I had to grab something from the house or the other to make whatever I was in the mood.

I waved to Edward and Carlisle as I passed by the dining room. They were having a lively discussion about a new machine at the hospital, which I had no hope of even being able to pronounce. From what I could gather it was some kind of diagnostic tool? Bella was up in Alice and Jasper's room doing something fashion related with Alice from what I could hear. I yelled up hello and goodbye as I walked out the door.

When I got back to the cottage, Nessie was still sleeping. It was pretty early. Bacon? Check. Bread and butter for toast? Check. That would be enough, I'll keep it simple. Ness would only want the bacon anyway. I filled the frying pan with bacon for myself and popped two slices of bread in the toaster, setting two aside for when those were done. I would wait until my bacon was done to cook Nessie's. She only liked it to be cooked for about a minute, this way it will be nice and hot.

It didn't take long so she was still sleeping by the time I was done. I hunted for a tray of something to put our plates and my orange juice on. Of course I found nothing, they wouldn't need anything that I could use to serve breakfast in bed. So I carefully balanced her plate on my arm, holding my plate and juice in my hands. I was glad in that moment that her room was on the first floor so I didn't have too far to go. I pushed the door open with my elbow and tried to be quiet. I gingerly placed our breakfast on her nightstand.

She looked so sweet when she slept. I couldn't wait for the day where I would wake up next to that every morning, but I wanted to make sure she was ready. I bent down to wake her with a kiss, I was surprised when she threw her arms around me and pulled me down into bed with her. We didn't break the kiss until I laughed.

"Well, you're wide awake aren't you!"

"I heard you," she admitted.

I kissed her forehead and sat up to grab her plate.

"Mmmm," she breathed it in, "And you cooked it just right!"

I ate twice as much food as her, but I also ate about twice as fast so we finished at about the same time. I held out my hand to take her plate.

"Oh, and bring me a napkin please?" she shouted after me.

Once we were cleaned up she announced, "I don't think I'm ready to get out of bed yet."

"Oh, alright." I said, crossing my arms as I stood next to her bed smirking."

"Are you just going to stand there all day?"

"I dunno, I might," I said shrugging.

She threw back her covers and say halfway up.  All joking was quickly over then.  Until now she had been hidden under them and I had only seen the top of her nightshirt.  Turns out it wasn't a long nightshirt like she often wore, just a small tee and thin cotton panties.

I wordlessly crawled into bed with her and put my hand on her back, pulling her to me. She wrapped her arms around me and buried her face in my chest, our legs twined together. She put her hands up the back of my shirt and I felt her small hands moving up and down my back.

"Thanks for breakfast." she whispered.

"Of course. I love making you happy." I moved hand over the curve of her hip, across her ribs and up to her back.

Since she had been sleeping she wasn't wearing a bra. I moved my hips slightly away from her so she wouldn't feel my reaction to that. I always did that if we were cuddling or something and I got a little turned on. Usually she didn't seem to notice, but she surprised me by pushing herself into me.