Jacob forced a smile as he turned to exit the car. "Hey there, Edward. So what do you think?" Jacob waved his hand toward the Mustang proudly. "It's a '65. Runs great now that I put some work into her."

Edward glared at Renesmee as she sidled up to Jacob and slipped her hand into his. Then he glared at Renesmee.

Bella came outside and exclaimed, "You jerk! You didn't tell me you got it done!"

Jacob laughed as Bella pretended to punch Jacob in the ribs. He wrapped his arm around her and sighed, "I know! But I just finished it today and I couldn't wait for Nessie to have it," he said smiling.

Renesmee was suddenly struck by a pang of jealousy when she saw her mom squeezing Jacob happily. "You did an amazing job, Jake," Bella gushed. "What do you think, Edward?"

Edward was walking around the vehicle, inspecting it carefully. He looked unimpressed. "Are you sure it'll be safe enough?"

Jacob smiled as he pulled Renesmee in front of him and hugged her from behind. "Of course! I'd never let my Ness drive something that wasn't safe." Jacob punctuated his statement with a kiss to Renesmee's cheek and she giggled.

Both Bella and Edward turned toward their daughter. Bella smiled widely but Edward steeled his jaw. "Go inside, Renesmee."

"Dad!"

"Now!" Edward's voice thundered.

"Mom, please do something!" Renesmee pleaded as she turned to face Jacob. "I'm sorry," she whispered as she leaned forward to give him a small kiss.

"Renesmee..." Edward warned.

"I'm not a baby anymore, Edward. You knew this day would come eventually," she stated bravely as she faced him, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Edward?" he repeated, trying to calm himself down as he approached them.

Bella pleaded, "Edward, come on..."

Jacob gently pushed Renesmee aside as he stepped forward to face her father. "You wanna take a swing at me? Go ahead. Won't be the first time."

Renesmee's mouth gaped open in horror. "Dad! Don't you dare lay a hand on him..."

Bella stepped up and put a protective arm around her daughter's shoulder and began guiding her toward the house. "Let's go, honey. They need to settle this."

"But..." Renesmee argued.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Nessie," Jacob called to her as she disappeared into the house.

"Maybe not?" Edward challenged.

"You can't stop me from seeing her," Jacob challenged back, his eyes blazing.

"Watch me."

"Let's go," Edward ordered as grabbed Jacob's arm.

"Don't...touch me," Jacob growled, yanking his arm from Edward's grasp. "So now what? You gonna take me out in the woods to kill me?"

Edward laughed and shook his head. "No, drama queen. I'm driving you home."

"I'd rather walk."

Edward pressed his lips together and sighed. "We need to talk."
.........
Jacob scowled as they drove away from the house. "Nice car," he commented sarcastically. "Do you get good mileage or..."

Edward brushed Jacob's hand aside as he fiddled with the radio. "Quit touching everything."

Jacob sighed as he glanced out the window. "So what's the problem? You once told me you were glad she had me. Now you act like you wanna tear my head off. Did you really think she wouldn't fall for me?"

"You seem pretty confident in her feelings for you," Edward scoffed.

Jacob crossed his arms over his chest proudly and smiled. "Well what can I say? Persistence pays off."

"And giving her a car doesn't hurt either..."

"That was after," Jacob corrected. "After she told me she wanted to be with me," he added when Edward gave him a strange look.

"So why even give her the car? You got what you wanted."

Jacob furrowed his brow in confusion. "I didn't give her the car so she would choose me."

"Then why did you?"

"I started working on it when she wouldn't see me. I wanted to give her something to show her how I felt about her and apologize for not telling her about the imprinting. It was never meant as a bribe," Jacob explained. "Is that what you think of me?"

Edward inhaled a deep breath slowly. "You don't have a daughter. You don't understand how difficult this is for me. I love Renesmee more than my own life. I will not see her hurt...or taken advantage of."

"I would never..."

"So you don't plan on sleeping with her?"

Jacob nearly choked. "Dude, please tell me we're not having this conversation..."

"Don't call me dude," Edward sighed. "And yes we are. I want to know your intentions for my daughter."

"Intentions?" Jacob scoffed. "Like, do I plan in marrying her?" He smiled as a vision of them waking up in bed together popped into his mind. He immediately regretted it.

"Can you please try to control your thoughts?"

"Deja vu," Jacob commented sarcastically. "But if you're asking me if I want to marry your daughter...someday yes. I would love that. But I don't think either of us are ready for that."

"That's not what I'm asking. I need to know if you plan on having sex with Renesmee."

Jacob pointed down the road and said, "Just take me to Billy's. I've still got some work to do in the garage."

Edward pulled in front of the little red house and turned the engine off. When Jacob began to exit the car, Edward reminded him, "You didn't answer my question."

Jacob left the door open in case he needed a quick escape. "You and I don't share the same views on premarital sex."

Edward clenched his jaw and inhaled deeply. "So you do plan on sleeping with her?"

"Someday...not right away. It all depends on what she wants and when she's ready. I would never force her..." Jacob shuddered at the thought. "I don't even think she thinks about me like that."

"Believe me, she's been thinking about it."

A small smile started to form at the corners of his mouth as Jacob imagined Renesmee dreaming about sex with him. "Wow. Who knew?"

"You're such a dog," Edward commented sarcastically.

Jacob waggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Woof, woof."

"You're really making it really difficult for me to not want to beat you right now," Edward groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Sorry, dad," Jacob laughed.

"I told you not to call me that."

"So what are you really asking for here?" Jacob questioned earnestly. "You want me to promise to never touch your daughter. Because I'm telling you now...I can't keep that promise."

Edward stared straight ahead as he gripped the steering wheel tightly. "Just be respectful. She's young and inexperienced. But I know she thinks the world of you, so don't do anything to change her opinion of you...or my opinion of you."

"So...wait a week then?" Jacob asked, suppressing a small smile.

Edward rolled his eyes his let his head fall back to rest on his seat. "You're killing me, Jacob."

Jacob laughed as he stepped out of the car, closed the door, and leaned in through the open window. "I'll be respectful, man. I won't hurt her or pressure her or do anything to lose her respect...or yours. Deal?" he asked as he offered an outstretched hand.

Edward nodded slowly, taking Jacob's hand and shaking it firmly. Both of them gripping the other one's hand tightly while expressing no pain. "Deal...I guess," Edward finally conceded.

Jacob smiled widely as he withdrew his hand. "Thanks, dad. Tell Nessie I'll be by to take her driving in the morning," he called as he walked away.

Edward grumbled, "I told him not to call me that."
........
Jacob whistled happily as he strolled up to his father's front door and stepped inside. "Dad...it's Jacob," he called out. He worried about his father and wanted to make sure he was feeling okay.

"Back here," Billy called.

As Jacob made his way to the living room, he heard laughing. He walked in to find Ava sitting with his father. "Hey," she said nervously. "I know you said start tomorrow, but I came by to see if Billy had had dinner yet."

"Yeah, son. You need to try some of this baked chicken Ava brought. It's amazing."

Jacob inspected his dad's plate and smiled. "She got you to eat broccoli? Wow, that's an accomplishment," Jacob nodded in Ava's direction as he took a bite of a chicken leg. "This is really good."

Ava looked so proud he thought she might burst. "I have more in the kitchen...I could make you a plate," she offered sweetly.

Jacob looked undecided as he glanced toward the garage and thought about all the work he had put off. "I really shouldn't. I'm way behind on repairs today..."

"Nonsense," she insisted, patting his arm as she swept past him. "You gotta eat. I'll be right back."

Jacob forced a smile as he looked at his dad and took a seat on the couch. He motioned toward the kitchen and commented, "She's great, huh?"

Billy nodded enthusiastically. "And she thinks the world of you. I think she has a crush on you."

Jacob stared down at the floor. "I got that feeling."

"Just tell her the truth, son. Don't leave her twisting like Bella did with you."

Jacob scowled. "It wasn't like that, dad." Jacob still couldn't stand to hear anyone talk badly of his best friend.

"I'm just saying...you shouldn't lead her on. You should tell her about Renesmee."

Jacob smiled widely at the mention of her name. And Billy noticed. "Well now that you mention it..."

Billy smiled knowingly. "It happened? She finally came to her senses?"

"Yeah, dad, she finally did. And she loved the car. Edward wasn't impressed though. He just dropped me off."

Ava breezed back in and handed Jacob a plate of food. "Who's Edward?"

Billy answered quickly. "It's his girlfriend's father. He's a jerk."

"Dad!"

Ava sat back down and nodded slowly. "I didn't realize you had a girlfriend, Jacob. Who is she?"

Jacob wiped his face with the napkin she provided and replied sheepishly, "It's Renesmee...she was at the diner last night."

Ava paused thoughtfully for a moment. "Wasn't she on a date with that other guy last night?"

Jacob shrugged. "I don't think that was really a date per say..."

"I saw them holding hands."

Billy tried to stifle a laugh as Jacob scowled. "Well that was a mistake. We straightened everything out earlier. It just happened today."

Ava nodded as she stood to clear the dinner plates. As she took his plate, she winked at him and replied, "I guess I'm too late."

Jacob watched her leave the room and then glanced at his dad. Jacob held his hands up and declared, "I know, I know. I'm an asshole."

Jacob followed Ava to the kitchen and began drying the dishes she had washed. "You don't have to help. Go sit down," she urged.

"It's the least I can do. You've been so kind to my father...and to me."

"Well you're paying me so..."

He turned to face her now. "If you took this job because you wanted something from me, I would understand if you changed your mind now. I knew you liked me and shouldn't have taken advantage of that. When I took your number last night..."

"You just wanted to make her jealous?"

Jacob nodded sheepishly. "I'm an ass. It was stupid and I shouldn't have dragged you into this."

Ava shrugged as she rinsed off the last plate and handed it to him. "I'm not mad. Your dad's great...and you're not too bad yourself."

Jacob smiled widely. "Thanks for understanding...and keeping the job. It means a lot to me."

Ava smiled back. "I'm happy to help out. Just answer one more question for me before you get back to work..."

"Sure. What is it?"

"Please tell me you at least have a brother that's as cute as you are and you'll introduce me?"

Jacob threw his head back and laughed heartily. "I think I can help you out with that."