Imprinted to be Yours

A Trip Down Memory Lane - Final for Book One

I laid on my side with my head resting on Ness's pillow as my arms stayed wrapped around her body. She rested her head on my shoulder. Her fingers were twisted between my own. Ness was still slightly cold but nothing like earlier. 

She turned against my body, resting her cheek on my chest with her free hand resting over my heart. "I just want to sleep Jacob," she murmured lightly. "I'm exhausted." 

"I don't think that's a good idea when you've still got signs of hypothermia, Ness," I replied, placing a soft kiss upon her forehead.  

She sighed contently before looking back up to my face. "Well, can't we . . . have some fun while been here, all alone, and cold?"A faint grin came over her face. She had spoken slowly, sounding a little seductive. 

"I'm not going to take advantage of you like this. Plus, I thought you said you were tired?" I raised an eye brow at her, fighting a smile from appearing over my mouth. She giggled in response. 

"No. Not if we're having fun. I'm probably tired from doing nothing Jacob. I'm bored!" 

"Ah huh," I responded with, kissing her on the mouth softly. Ness took it as an 'okay, fine' and smiled against my lips, pushing me onto my back before I pulled away. "I was meaning that to be loving, not sexual," I explained after a confused expression came over her face. Her eyes rolled before she slapped my chest playfully with a humph. 

I laughed mentally and shook my head, thinking, teenagers. They only have one thing on their mind. Of course I had been the same way when I was a teen - and not to mention still could be sometimes . . . okay a lot of the time! 

My arms rewrapped around Ness, laying back how I had been before. I stared at the photo frames sitting on the bedside table. The photo frames concealed old photos of us together from years back when Ness was literally just a child. I smiled while looking at them.  

Ness was staring at them too. She picked one up from the table and wiped dust off of the frame's glass. The photo was of us together, sitting on the sand with the ocean of First Beach behind us. It was a cloudy day, of course, and the waves appeared to be violent in the photo. Ness looked like she was about ten at the time. 

"Remember that day on First Beach when you tried to teach me how to drive a motorbike when I was six?" she asked, smiling while staring at my face.  

Pulling my gaze away from the photos, my eyes connected with Renesmee's. I smiled crookedly. "Of course I do. You were just getting the hang of it when you couldn't remember how to use the breaks and drove straight into a mud puddle. You and the bike were covered from head to toe in stinky mud," I laughed. "Your mum was freaking out about you been hurt and Rosalie was freaky out about how to get you clean when you got home. You looked so funny!" 

I remembered that day like it was yesterday. It had been a summer day and it was warm. There was a storm on the way and the ocean's waves were becoming wild. I was teaching Ness how to ride a motorbike unassisted. Bella was there at the house watching us while talking to Rachel.  

It had taken quite a while for Ness to gain her balance on the motorbike and just when she was getting the hang of it, she realised she was heading towards a huge mud puddle at a high speed. She couldn't turn the bike around either. The ocean was on her left and more mud was on her right.  

The bike sliced through the mud like a hot knife through butter, pouring over Ness and bike as it became earth bound again. The bike stopped in the middle of the puddle. I remember how Ness looked back at me running up to her. Using the back of her hand she wiped the mud from her eyes and blinked four times. 

"I want to do that again!" she shouted in a high and exited tone as Bella ran up to her, worried as all hell while I couldn't stop laughing. Yes I was worried she was hurt, though between her looking like a swamp-monster and how she had literally screamed she wanted to do that again, I could not contain myself.