There was chaos going on in everyone’s mind, except Summer’s. From what she gathered through other people’s thoughts, Jacob instinctively fell for her, like love at first sight. She was, however, fairly alarmed that he imprinted on her, considering she really belonged to Aro. Chloe was too contented to notice what just happened between Jacob and her mother, which greatly relieved Summer. She didn’t think it best to mix a three year old into a love triangle so early in life. Alice was secretly searching the future, frustrated that she couldn’t see what would happen between Summer and Jacob. Not being able to see shape-shifting werewolves annoyed her to the extremes. Thankfully, Jasper willingly listened to her complaints so she could let off her steam and concentrate. She tried her best to manipulate her power, but there was no foreseeable way to see visions with werewolves in them. Alice growled, which wasn’t very typical of her. Jasper pulled her into a gentle embrace, “Come now, love, she’ll be okay. As her adoptive family, we have a right and reason to protect her, and Carlisle will see to it that she’s safe.” She hid her face in Jasper’s chest, “I hope so…” Jacob walked into the room and leaned against the wall. He was happy that his brothers were busy. Carlisle was talking with Sam about things in general, including Jacob imprinting on Summer and whether it could be undone or not. Quil, as usual, was chatting about sports with a guy who truly cared; in this case, it was Emmett. Rosalie, Esme, and Summer were cooing over lovable, smiling Chloe, but Jacob only focused on Summer. Although she wasn’t facing him, something about her grabbed his heart violently.
Not one thing was out of place in her; even her laugh, let alone her voice, was enough to knock him unconscious. Everyone seemed so preoccupied, causing Jacob wonder if he could have a moment alone with Summer. Well hey, why not? Her grip on him was too strong to ignore at the moment. He walked behind the couch Summer was sitting on, his heart racing at the speed of light, “Shoot, now? Can’t this thing shut up for a minute?” It embarrassed him to know she could hear his heart pounding, but to Summer, it was cute. He cleared his throat quietly and hung his arms over back of the chair, trying his best to look relaxed. “Hey, Summer.” Summer’s luminous golden eyes met Jacob’s, igniting a spark within him. “Hi, Jake.” Her harmonious soprano voice pierced his heart like an arrow. He kept telling himself he needed to focus, “I was wondering whether you’d like to take a walk with me, get to know each other a little better.” Everyone was about to reject the idea, but Summer nodded enthusiastically, “I would love to!” Her eagerness made Jacob beam all the more, “Great! Let’s get going then, shall we?” He held out his large, temperate hand to her, “You can bring the little sweetheart sitting in your lap if you want.”Chloe laughed hysterically when he tickled her. Chloe’s acceptance of Jacob meant a lot to him. “Actually, I think she wants to stay here with Rosalie and Esme. She’s a bit worn out.” “That’s fine.” Rosalie snickered at Jacob as she took Chloe from Summer, “You had best watch yourself, dog, or else you’re going to have quite a few vampires to answer to, counting my family and I.” “Do I look like I want to hurt her?” Rosalie ignored him. Summer tenderly took his hand in hers and the couple headed out the front door. Jacob led her southward through the hushed forest. Astonishing to him, Summer didn’t care to let go of his hand. He was the first to kindle the conversation, “So, I’m guessing here, but I take it you know what werewolf imprinting is?” She chuckled, “You know me so well already? I’m impressed.” He smiled down at her lovingly, “Well, Bella kinda blew up at me earlier for it, although I have no control over my imprinting. It’s all inborn.” Summer looked at him sympathetically, “Jake, don’t worry about me disapproving. I understand that you have no control over who you imprint on. But I must admit that the situation is all so…unnatural.” “Ha, you’ve got that right, sweetheart.” He glanced down at petite Summer to see if she disliked him calling her little nicknames like that. Her perfect disposition remained blissful and jovial, something that also shocked Jacob. “I hear you’re married to one of the Volturi’s elders. How’s that working out for you?” Summer became hesitant. What was she supposed to say? She didn’t love Aro? That would be a lie, and she didn’t want to abuse Jake’s sudden trust. He noticed she was uncomfortable, “We don’t have to talk about that topic if you don’t want to, honey.” She looked up at him with wide eyes, “Oh no, I’m fine,” she tried to laugh, “I’m just thinking of an appropriate answer.” Jacob’s heart sighed, ready to weep, “You still love him?” “Well, um, I think I do.” Jake stopped walking. Summer turned to face him, concerned, “Jake, you okay?” His expression was undoubtedly pained, “Summer, I think you’re lying to yourself way too much.”
Her eyebrows creased, “How?” He stared at her straight in the eyes, “He’s hurt you and your daughter, and you’re quite convinced that when you meet him again, he’ll kill you. If he honestly loved you, Summer, he would do anything to get you back, firstly by changing his ways, but apparently he hasn’t. You want him to respect your daughter, as well as others, but he doesn’t and frankly he may never reach that point. You deserve someone who will listen to you, respect your wishes without argument, love you and Chloe with all he has in him, and honor you as the queen of his life.” Summer’s jaw hung open. Did Jake seriously say all of that to her? This imprinting thing was much more powerful than she suspected. Jake’s words made her think, though, about whether Aro was actually in possession of her heart, or was he playing tricks with her mind. She gasped aloud; maybe Aro married her only to keep her linked to the Volturi. He was in love with her abilities, not her true self. She didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but it certainly seemed probable. Jacob ran his fingers down her cheek. She was adorable, especially when she blushed like that. He brushed back her curls and lifted her chin to face him, “No matter if you choose him over me or not, I’ll always find a way to be by your side wherever you are. You’ll always captivate my heart, and I’ll forever be your protector, Summer. He and no one else will be able to hurt you unless they kill me first.” His words were firm, ardent, and virtually unbreakable. A warm tear flowed down her beautiful face. Jacob moved closer towards her, wiping away the tear with his thumb. “You know, angels aren’t supposed to cry.” She gave a slight laugh. He didn’t, more like couldn’t, take his eyes off Summer, his love. “Come here, you.” He pulled her into an embrace by her small waist. She rested her head on his warm, strong chest. He was so inviting, and she was having a hard time resisting him. Jake was very contented; it felt so right to be holding Summer closely and tightly. Summer’s eyes met with Jake’s again, but this time, with much more passion. Jake gave up trying to withhold what he wanted to do the most. Slowly, he bent his head and neared Summer’s face. She stood onto her tip-toes and finally, their lips intertwined. Prince Charming met his Cinderella, and the world turned upside down as their hearts interlocked for eternity in that precious moment. Time stood still for the couple. Summer ran her fingers down Jake’s back. His hands tangled in her shimmering hair. His lips traced across her jaw and lips. They didn’t stop, it was utterly impossible. But she had to wonder, what would Aro think of this when he read her thoughts? She and Jake would surely be killed now.
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-Renesmee-
By the time we landed for THE LAST TIME, I was really tired, despite sleeping like a rock the entire time.
"Emmett is going to personally ensure your permanent skin tone becomes bright red," Jacob remarked.
I scowled at him; I hated that I blushed so frequently.
"But I like it," he grinned. "It makes you look cute."
"Are you on his side or mine?" I almost growled at him. I was NOT in the mood for this.
"Yours," he said, still grinning.
"Great. Then please be more supportive."
"Yes, ma'am," he said, saluting me.
"Whatever," I mumbled as we stepped into the cab.
* * *
By the time we reached Forks, I was still incredibly tired.
The last thing I remembered was steeping out of the cab, and making it eight steps before my legs folded underneath me and Jacob's warm arms catching me before I fell.
I blinked my eyes closed, too exhausted to move.
By the time we landed for THE LAST TIME, I was really tired, despite sleeping like a rock the entire time.
"Emmett is going to personally ensure your permanent skin tone becomes bright red," Jacob remarked.
I scowled at him; I hated that I blushed so frequently.
"But I like it," he grinned. "It makes you look cute."
"Are you on his side or mine?" I almost growled at him. I was NOT in the mood for this.
"Yours," he said, still grinning.
"Great. Then please be more supportive."
"Yes, ma'am," he said, saluting me.
"Whatever," I mumbled as we stepped into the cab.
* * *
By the time we reached Forks, I was still incredibly tired.
The last thing I remembered was steeping out of the cab, and making it eight steps before my legs folded underneath me and Jacob's warm arms catching me before I fell.
I blinked my eyes closed, too exhausted to move.
10. Tell him only to address you in a cute English accent.
9. Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the “s”. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the “q” is silent.
8. Ask if blondes really do have more fun.
7. Inquire as to what he actually does on his night shift on the hospital, with all the pretty nurses in the ER.
6. Instead of telling him to “get lost” in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5. When he annoys you, respond with “times have changed, old man”.
4. Ask what type of superhuman power compassion is – what does he do in a fight? Love thy enemy to death?
3. Leap out from behind the desk in his study when he isn’t expecting it and spray him with Holy Water.
2. Call him McSteamy or McDreamy.
And the Number One way to annoy Carlisle Cullen?
1. Run around the Emergency Room screaming “I’ve been bitten! I’ve been bitten!”
9. Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the “s”. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the “q” is silent.
8. Ask if blondes really do have more fun.
7. Inquire as to what he actually does on his night shift on the hospital, with all the pretty nurses in the ER.
6. Instead of telling him to “get lost” in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5. When he annoys you, respond with “times have changed, old man”.
4. Ask what type of superhuman power compassion is – what does he do in a fight? Love thy enemy to death?
3. Leap out from behind the desk in his study when he isn’t expecting it and spray him with Holy Water.
2. Call him McSteamy or McDreamy.
And the Number One way to annoy Carlisle Cullen?
1. Run around the Emergency Room screaming “I’ve been bitten! I’ve been bitten!”
