Mend [Jacob Black]

17: Date

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*Jacob*

"Jacob I'm bored" Samantha whined. She was sitting on my bed, flipping through an old car magazine. Everyone had left; it was just me and her. We decided to spend the day together. Today was the day I hopefully get the guts to ask her on a date. Now be a flirt Jacob. "Oh I can think of something to do". I sat down next to her and started rubbing her thigh. She gasped, "Jacob acting dirty; don't make me tell Billy". She grinned.

"I can't help what I am". I faced her. I really wanted to kiss her. Just do it Jake, she'll kiss back. I inched forward and kissed her gently. It was soft yet passionate. I wrapped my arms around her, and pulled her closer. She wrapped her arms around my neck. We were getting more agressive. I gently laid her down, getting on top of her. Lust came over me. I started tugging on her shirt, trying to get it off. I heard some laughing.

I titled my head to see Quil, Embry, and Leah standing at the doorway. I growled, annoyed. Of course they would ruin a moment like this.  Quil and Embry were laughing away, while Leah just rolled her eyes and chuckled. "Get some Jake! Embry shouted, pulling on Quil's wrist as he ran. Remember to use a condom"!

"Kids these days" Leah mumbled, shaking her head, and left. I looked back down at Samantha. Her cheeks were pink from blushing. "Well that was awkward." I laughed, and nodded, agreeing with her. I got off of her. Surprisingly, she pulled me back on her. Whoa, pretty bold move for her.

"You don't have to move Jacob, I'm pretty comfortable". She smirked. Damn, Samantha can flirt. Now is the perfect time to ask her. "Samantha Velez, I would be honored if you would let me take you on a date tonight."

Her eyes lit up. "You’re asking me on a date"?

I nodded, too happy to speak.

"I would love to. Where are you taking me?"

"The fanciest restaurant in Port Angeles, so make sure you dress fancy".

"Did you make a reservation"? She raised her eyebrows, an amused smirk on her face.

"I'm Jacob Black, I don't need a reservation".

She laughed. "I don't think Paul would be too happy".

"Who cares"? I said, as I pecked her lips.