Jacob didn't arrive back home until after 10. He was so far behind on repairs from spending most of the day with Renesmee. And since he planned on spending most of tomorrow with her too, he wanted to get as far ahead as he could.

He knew that he would have to keep busy in order to make enough money to pay for Ava to make her home visits. They had agreed on four days a week and Billy was thrilled. Jacob had hoped that Quil and Embry would keep coming by to help out in the garage because even though they liked joking around, they always seemed to get a lot accomplished together.

Jacob was towel drying his hair after a long hot shower when he heard his phone ring. He smiled when he saw who was calling. "Hey you," he answered softly. "Everything okay?"

Renesmee sighed at the sound of Jacob's voice. "Thank God you're okay."

"Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?" he quizzed as he wrapped his towel around his lower half and laid back on his bed.

"I just wondered because my dad seemed really mad when you guys left. Was is just awful?"

"It was...uncomfortable," he replied, laughing weakly. "But I expected much worse."

"Well if it was half as bad as the talk I had with my mom, then I feel sorry for you," she groaned as shut her door and flopped back on her bed.

"Oh no," Jacob replied, smiling. "I hate to even ask..."

"It was the worst," she grumbled. "It was the sex talk. Like, we didn't already have that a few years ago. But this was the updated "Jacob" version and I hated every minute of it."

"Really? Geez they both must think I'm some sort of sex fiend."

Renesmee squeezed her eyes tightly. "I can't even imagine you and my dad talking about us having sex," she cringed.

Jacob rubbed his chin and nodded. "Yeah...he asked me if I planned on having sex with you."

"Oh my God," Renesmee exclaimed with dread. "Please tell me he didn't ask you to wait until we were married?"

"Yup, he did. He told me not to take advantage of you, since you're young and inexperienced."

"Oh...I'm gonna die! I can't believe he said that. How embarrassing!"

Jacob just laughed. "I wasn't surprised that he wanted us to wait, but..."

"You didn't promise him we would wait, did you?"

"Of course I did," Jacob fibbed. "I said we'd wait until we were married."

"Jacob Black! How could you?!"

Jacob couldn't contain his laughter any longer. "You are so easy to tease, Nessie!"

Renesmee scowled even though he couldn't see her. "You're lucky I'm not there right now..." she warned.

"Oh yeah?" he whispered huskily as he rolled over to his side. "What would you do?"

"Well..." Renesmee began, smiling coyly. "The first thing I would do...is cover you in kisses everywhere."

"Ummm," Jacob groaned painfully. "Maybe we shouldn't do this," he suggested gently.

"Oh no," Renesmee admonished him. "You like teasing me? Now it's my turn."

"Oh yeah?" he breathed, knowing this was a terrible idea because her voice was doing bad things to him.

"Yeah...because after I kiss you everywhere, I'm gonna pin your hands over your head, so you can't touch me." Renesmee paused and listened to his breathing. "You still there, Jacob?"

"Mmm, hmm," he murmured.

Bravely, she continued. "I'm gonna sweep my hair all across your bare chest and tiptoe my fingers all over you until you can't stand it anymore."

"And then?" he urged.

"And then...I'll tickle you, Jacob! How's that for teasing?" Renesmee broke into a fit of laughter when she heard him groaning playfully.

Jacob started laughing too. "You win, Nessie...you are much better at teasing than I am."

She sighed, "You're not mad, are you?"

Jacob smiled widely as he finally began to relax. "No way, babe. You got me fair and square."

"I really miss you, Jake," she announced suddenly.

"I miss you more than you know," he murmured.

She held the phone as close to her ear as possible, just wanting to hear him breathe. "I really do wish I was with you now...because I want you to hold me all night long."

"I'd love that more than anything...honestly," he replied softly. Her sincerity was making him feel guilty for wanting more. Being "good" with her was definitely going to be an everyday struggle.

"Well I guess I should let you get some sleep..." she offered sweetly.

Jacob sighed because he knew she was right. But he hated to say goodbye. He wanted so much to tell her he loved her, but he decided to wait. He never wanted her to feel like she had to say it back. "So I'll see you tomorrow then?"

Renesmee said goodnight to Jacob and felt lonely the moment the call disconnected. She wished she had told him that she loved him, but would he believe her? Instead she texted him three red hearts and three red lips and signed it "Your Nessie."

She held her breath as she waited for him to text back. Finally the text came through. She smiled widely as she read it, her heart bursting with love. The whole thing was covered in red hearts and he signed it, "Your Jacob."
..........
Renesmee woke up the next morning with a huge smile on her face. She stretched and glanced at her clock on the bedside table. She grabbed her phone, no messages from Jacob yet so she gathered some clothes and headed to the shower.

"Renesmee!" Bella called a short time later. "Jacob's here..."

"I'll be right there..." she called back.

She was showered and dressed. All she had left to do was dry her hair. She made sure she didn't blow it out too straight. Renesmee inspected her hair, appreciating the slight wave on the ends. She pulled the front half up into a small ponytail at the top of her head and let the rest fall around her shoulders.

She wore a floral print satin halter top that dipped down in the front, just a tad. She had to wear a strapless bra because half of her back was exposed. She paired that with slim fitting pair of dark jeans with some rips on the thighs and knees. This was more skin than she was used to showing, but today she felt brave.

When Renesmee stepped out of the bathroom and walked down the hall, she expected to find Jacob waiting, but he wasn't there. She frowned and grabbed her purse from the couch. As she approached the front door, she could hear her mother's laughter from outside.

Bella was telling Jacob a story when the front door opened and Renesmee emerged. An enormous smile spread across his face as she twirled down the walkway. "There she is...there's my baby," he announced proudly.

He was leaning against her car, arms crossed over his chest, biceps showing from under his short sleeve t-shirt. They locked eyes as she closed the distance between them. "Sorry to keep you waiting," she apologized sweetly.

Bella nodded her head slowly. "Well...okay then. I guess I'll see you two later. Have fun!"

Before either of them could acknowledge her, she was gone. Renesmee nibbled on her lower lip as she gazed at Jacob. "Come here," he urged as he reached for her. She sighed softly as he buried his fingers in her hair and she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Are you smelling my hair?" she asked shyly.

He breathed deeply near her ear and nodded. "You smell so good," he murmured. "And I'm hungry."

She laughed as he began nipping playfully at her neck. He growled against her skin and she squeezed him tightly. When she pulled back to look at him, he cupped her face in his hands. "I missed you," he announced, his eyes dark and sad.

"I wish we never had to be apart...ever."

Jacob smiled as he swept her off her feet and carried her to the driver's side door. He deposited her in her seat swiftly and when he stood up, she reached for him. Renesmee gripped the front of his shirt roughly and pulled him down to meet her gaze.

"Damn," he whispered huskily, as she pressed her lips to his.

He once again buried his fingers in her hair as he deepened the kiss. Jacob pulled away slowly, unclenching her hand from his shirt and smiling wickedly. "You are bad," he called out to her as he walked around the car and joined her.

Renesmee smiled proudly as she turned the key and winked at Jacob. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Jacob laughed as they drove off together, his arm casually draped over her shoulder.
.............
"So how am I doing?"

Jacob glanced over at Renesmee and nodded slowly. "Not bad. Not bad at all."

"Not bad?" she scoffed. "I'm amazing...if I do say so myself."

Jacob laughed loudly as he gazed over at her. "I guess you're right. You've mastered everything you've tried so far...except parallel parking."

Renesmee scowled. "It's so hard," she griped. "Can't you just tell my parents that I did it?"

"Hmmm," Jacob considered. "Nope, you just need some more practice." He looked down the street and pointed. "There's a place right there you can try."

Renesmee slowed down and turned on her turn signal. "I hate this part," she admitted nervously.

Jacob squeezed her knee and peered into her big brown eyes. "You can do this. I believe in you," he told her.

Renesmee took in a deep breath and forced a smile. "Okay..."

She looked over her shoulder and turned the wheel. She bit down on her lower lip as she carefully guided her car into the spot near the curb. As she eased in, she straightened the steering wheel and checked all the mirrors. "Did I do it?" she asked eagerly as Jacob double checked.

"Perfect!" he announced as he leaned over to kiss Renesmee.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "You're a great teacher," she gushed when they parted. She looked at the business directly behind him and smiled. "We should go in there."

Jacob glanced over his shoulder and scowled. "You want me to get my hair cut?"

Renesmee ran a hand through his hair and gave him a lopsided smile. "Well..."

"Okay," he conceded. "Let's go."