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Neighbours	By : That-Girl-Han Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 2455 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Jacob looked down between us, his fingers hovering over my shorts. “What…what is it?”
I let out a girly giggle. “Its…urh, well, I don’t know how to describe it.”
Jake pursed his lips. “Well now I’m intrigued.” He unbuttoned my shorts before awkwardly shifting me off his lap as he pulled them off. Jacob threw them over his shoulder as he looked upon my bikini bottoms.
“I take it I get to remove these off as well, yeah?” he asked me, a sexy smile on his face. I slowly nodded; my stomach full of butterflies. Jacob lay me on the sofa as he slid off and nudged my thighs open setting himself between. It seemed like forever as his hands lingered over the hem of the bottoms. Ever so slowly, his fingers took the thin material in his hands and began to pull it off my hips and down my thighs. The breath caught in my throat as his dark eyes looked upon my ladyhood. Jacob squinted down, his lips curling in to a smirk.
“I find that… incredibly sexy.” His voice was deep and gravelly as his thumb trailed the J shaped patch of hair between my legs and I let out a whimper.
Jacob lowered his head and as he did so, liquid heat began to pool between my thighs. A strangled noise escaped my lips as I felt his hot breath against my sensitive flesh. I pushed up on my elbows to watch him.
“Jake, what are you do—“ The air was sucked from my mouth as he dropped his head closer and ran his tongue up the length of me. Jacob grabbed a hold of one of my thighs and hooked it over his shoulder while his other arm snaked under my other thigh and over my stomach, locking me firmly in place as his tongue dipped between my folds. I licked my lips and breathed heavily as Jake’s tongue slid around my clit.
“Jake, uhhh.” I gasped. “I don’t think…ehngn…supposed to…I can’t-oh god. Urghhh.” Jacob looked up at me with a smirk on his lips.
“In that case, want me to stop?” He dragged his finger from my thigh to my clit where he slowly began to rub me, making it impossible to do anything but moan. I let my head fall back.
“No, keep going,” I managed to get out through ragged breaths.
“Do you like that?” His hot breath tingled against my exposed flesh and sent a shudder down my spine.
“Urh…yes.”
I let out a noise from the back of my throat. Jacob lightly chuckled before he blew air on my pussy, making my hips jolt up. His hand went back to my thigh as his tongue dipped back between my folds, licking the entire length of me again.
“Hmm…you’re so wet.” Jacob groaned, his voice filled with lust. My chest heaved rapidly from his actions. He was driving me crazy. Jacob’s grip loosen on my thigh as he brought his hand between my thighs, dragging his finger along my folds before slowly pushing his digit inside of me while his tongue expertly worked at my clit.
“Fuck…uhhh.” I moaned, my back arching up. Jacob swirled his tongue around my clit as he pumped his finger in me before adding another.
“Jake!” I panted, as he sped up with his fingers.
“Love it when you moan my name like that,” he whispered before diving back between my legs and assaulting my clit with his tongue.
The pulsing sensation between my legs only seemed to intensify as Jake continued. I reached out and ran my hand through his thick black hair, needing something to grasp as I felt my climax start to build.
“Jake….Urng, Jake!!”
“Come for me,” he breathed before his mouth covered my clit and he gently sucked me.
“Urghhh, God. Don’t stop. Don’t stop!” My free hand flew out and clung on to the sofa for dear life as his fingers were deep inside and his mouth was doing sweet things to my clit. I let out a hysterical moan as my climax finally snapped and pleasure surged through me, my whole body began to tremble and writher. “Urrng Jake, I’m coming!!”
I felt Jacob pick up speed, his fingers thrusting harder in to me, his tongue frantically flicking my bundle of nerves. I shut my eyes as I rode out my orgasm, my hips bucking under Jacob’s touch.
As quick as it had started, my orgasm finally died down and I was left panting on the sofa with Jacob slowly removing himself from my thighs. He leaned up and pressed his body against mine, his lips capturing mine, one hand cupping my face the other roaming my hip and side.
I ran my tongue along his bottom lip, asking for entrance. He granted it by sliding his tongue along mine. I could taste myself and it only turned me on more. My own hands found his chest, his abs, the hem of his slightly damp swimming trunks.
“Shit, Ness,” he hissed against my lips as my hand found his already hard cock.
I trailed my hand up his length, wrapping my hand around it before, slowly, dragging it back down. Our mouths broke apart as he nestled his head between my neck and shoulder, his breath hot and patchy against my skin.
I lightly kissed his shoulder as my thumb circled the head of his cock before dragging my hand back down the entire of length of him. Jacob jerked his hips forward, knocking against my pussy causing me to groan.
“Take off your trunks,” I ordered, my voice raspy with want.
Jacob not needed to be told twice, lifted up and slid them over his hips, his hard thick cock springing to life. I watched him as he lowered, taking himself in his hand and positioning his cock at my entrance.
“Not yet,” I breathed. He looked up at me with a burrowed brow.
“What?”
I slid myself off the sofa beside him and gently nudged him on it. Jacob’s eyes followed me intently as he sat down and I pushed his legs apart. I looked up at him as I lowered my head down to his cock and licked my way up his cock before gently kissing the head.
“Urn, shit.” He breathed, his hand running through my hair. I swirled my tongue around his head, tasting his pre-come. Jacob shut his eyes with his mouth hanging open slightly as I gently sucked on his tip before slowly taking what I could in my mouth while my hand worked the bottom of his shaft.
“Fuck…hnnng.” Jacob grunted, his eyes still firmly shut. I sped up my actions, my lips tight around his cock as I pumped him in my mouth. His hips twitched, obviously trying to keep himself from thrusting in to my mouth. I let out a low hum in the back of my throat.
“Jesus fucking Christ!” Jacob sucked in a breath at the sensation. I stifled a chuckle and did it again, this time causing his hips to jolt forward. I pulled my mouth away, and looked up - my hand still rubbing him.
“Do you like that?” I echoed his earlier question seductively.
Jacob eyes fluttered open. “Yes,” he said, huskily.
I smirked as I took his dick back in to my mouth, swirling my tongue around his head and down his shaft. Suddenly, Jake leaned down and took a hold of me lifting me to change positions. . His hands firmly gripped my thighs and pulled me to the edge of the sofa.
“Sorry,” he groaned, leaning closer to me, his lips mere inches away. “But I need to be inside you.”
I pulled his head closer and our mouths meshed together, our tongues fighting for dominance. A shudder ran through me at the touch on his fingers between my slick folds. Jacob started to set sloppy wet kisses along my jaw, finally making his way to my ear as I wrapped my arms around his dominant shoulders.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” He whispered, his breath burning against my skin. I didn’t hesitate. I didn’t need to. I knew what I wanted and it was him – right now.
“Yes.” My voice came out in a whisper though I was screaming it in my head. I longed for Jake to take me. The anticipation of his first thrust was enough to make me dizzy. As Jacob nuzzled my ear, I felt the head of his cock slid against my clit. I bit my lip to hold in a moan. Then I decided to let it out so that he could hear how much he pleased me.
“Oooh,” I breathed. One of Jake’s hands held my thigh around his waist as he slowly pushed himself in to me. It felt like the air had been knocked out of me as he sunk himself deeper. I dug my nails in to his shoulders unaware of the intensity of my grasp.
“You’re so tight,” Jacob breathed, just keeping himself still for a moment. Jacob pulled out a little then pushed himself back in, as if he was testing himself.
“Jake…” I shifted underneath him, pressing my hips against his, wanting more.
Jacob leaned back a bit and slid out of me, the tip of his head brushing against my folds before slamming back in and burying himself to the hilt.
“Oh God.” I cried, my back arching up as he pulled out and repeated the process. “Yes!”
Jacob’s hand gripped my hips and pulled out of me again- this time teasing my clit with the head of his cock. “Jake, please…don’t tease me.” I writhed, rolling my hips over his. He smiled as he leaned forward, pressing his lips to my neck as he pushed himself in to me again, our hips meeting.
“Ungg, Yes!” I slid one hand down his side and around to his backside, pushing him deeper inside me. “Harder, Jake.”
Jacob grunted as his teeth gently scraped against my skin, his cock now slamming in to me harder and faster than before. The only sounds that filled the room were Jacob’s and my heavy breathing along with the dull creak from the sofa as Jacob continued to rock in to me. Jacob held up a leg and hooked it over his shoulder, allowing him to drive himself deeper inside me.
“Jesus,” he groaned, “you feel so good.”
“Mm..don’t..uhh..stop!!” I screamed as his cock brushed against my g-spot.
After a few more deep thrust from his hips, my inner muscles began to clench around him as I hit my climax again. Jacob let out a low guttural noise as he gave one final deep hard thrust then exploded deep inside me.
“Hnnnngng…fuck,” he breathed as he flopped forward on top of me, his head between my neck and shoulder.
I let out a puff of hair as I traced my fingers lightly across his back. “I think…we needed that.”
Jacob chest’s shook with laughter. “Now I think we need a shower.” He gently kissed my neck once as he leaned himself off me. “We’re sweaty and disgusting.”
I chuckled and looked down. Sure enough, my stomach was slick with perspiration. “Worth it, though. Worth it.”
Jacob stood up, reached out and took my hand, pulling me up. “Hmm,” he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against him. “Yes, definitely worth it.” His lips trailed down my neck as he gently left a single kiss before his tongue slid across my skin.
“Jacob…” I gripped his shoulders as I felt his cock twitch between us.
His hands slid down my back and undid my bikini top. “I’m not done yet, though.” He eyes twinkled as he pulled it off my body, rendering me completely naked.
I sucked in a sharp breath as he caught my nipple between his teeth before slowly bringing it in to his mouth, swirling his tongue.
“God,” I sighed, shutting my eyes.
His hands sprayed over my stomach as he slowly edged me towards the bathroom. He used his foot to kick the door shut behind us.

“Right, you fuckers,” Dex checked his wallet before sliding it in his back pocket. “Ready to go? I’m starving.”
Jacob stood up from the sofa. “Yeah, I could eat a scabby horse.”
I slung my bag over my shoulder as we made our way out of the apartment and headed down for a restaurant outside the complex. Even though it was early evening, it was still humid. I wiped my brow with the back of my hand. Erh, sweating already. At least my skin smells nice, though. I always did like the smell that After Sun leaves.
Jake and Dex walked ahead of us, laughing and snorting like old men while Jennifer and I followed behind.
“I think I’m growing a moustache.” Jennifer hissed, her hand rubbing her top lip.
I looked at her, trying not to laugh. “What? Where’d that come from?”
She rolled her eyes and moved closer towards me, her shoulder brushing against mine. “Well, earlier when I was getting ready, I kind of noticed it. Look, will you?”
I squinted as I examined her face. “Urh…no. I mean their only blonde tiny hairs. Every girls got them.”
“Great,” she groaned. “Now I’m growing a beard.”
I let out a laugh at her expression. “It isn’t that bad. Don’t exaggerate.”
“I’m not!” She shook her head. “Next thing you know, I’ll be borrowing Dex’s shaving cream.”
I chuckled as the guys turned around and stopped, waiting for us to catch up. Dex nodded his head at a Spanish restaurant not five minutes from the complex. Jennifer and I both nodded and we walked towards it. Like most of the places here, they had outdoor seating. We snagged a table outside by the corner next to the little fence that sectioned off the restaurant and the pub English next door.
As we all sat down, a waiter come over and with menus before waltzing off to another table.
“Huh, no hello then.” Jennifer quipped as she opened the menu and peered at it.
I let out a breath as I opened my own menu. My eyes scanned the list of foods and drinks with excitement. My stomach let out a low rumble. It was like I had never been fed before.
“Ooh, look,” I tapped the menu with my index finger. “This place does deep fried Mars bars. Although, I’m not entirely sure that sounds pleasant.”
Dex snorted. “Are you kidding? The chippie near me does shit like that. All you gotta do is buy the chocolate bar yourself and he’ll fry it for you. It’s one of those things that sound gross but is strangely moreish.”
“I doubt it,” Jennifer frowned at her menu.
Dex nodded. “Honestly, it is. It’s like…peanut butter and cheese. Sounds mingin’ but is lovely.”
“What?! Peanut butter and cheese?” I shook my head. “You, sir, are weird.”
Dex snorted. “You know, I only tried it because I wanted a cheese sandwich but I ran out of butter so I figured peanut butter can’t be much different, can it? Best sandwich ever.”
Jacob spoke: “Ever tried peanut butter with a banana? Don’t ask me why I actually ate it but that was a pretty amazing sandwich.”
“OK, that’s sounds even worse.” Jennifer said, putting her menu back on the table. “If we’re talking about great sandwiches, you lot need to try cheese with tomato ketchup.”
Dex wrinkled his nose as Jacob chuckled and I just shook my head.
“What?” She said looking between the three of us. “It’s nice.”
I leaned forward, my elbows on the table. “No. The best sandwich is peanut butter and chocolate spread.”
“What?” Jacob looked at me. “That’s worse than cheese and peanut butter-
“Hello.”
Everyone stopped talking and looked up. A nicely tanned woman was standing at the head of the table with a notepad in her hand, with a bright smile. And, possibly, the biggest fake tits I’ve ever seen.
“I’m Kimmy and I’ll be your waitress tonight. Can I get you any drinks?” She said, and it surprised me that she wasn’t Spanish or something. Then again, we are in a tourist hot spot.
Dex held up two fingers. “Two fosters and –“ he turned to Jennifer. “What do you want?”
Jennifer picked up the menu and looked at the back. “Me and Ness will share a bottle of white wine, please,” she turned to the waitress.
Kimmy nodded with a smile and headed off. As soon as she was out of earshot, Jennifer turned around and hissed: “Did you see how short her shorts were? I know it’s hot but, hello? People will be trying to eat. They don’t need to see her arse hanging out.”
Dex tapped the table with his fingers. “Speak for yourself.”
Jennifer playfully slapped his arm. “Fuck you.”
I felt like I should look away when Dex leaned over and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, pulling her in for a kiss. So I leaned back in my chair and examined my own jean shorts with my fingers. Mmm, pretty.
“So,” Jake spoke, breaking the awkward view. “What’s the plan for tomorrow?”
As Jennifer and Dex untangled themselves, I shifted in my chair. “I think just being lazy at the beach.”
Jacob nodded and gave me a smile, his hand gently placed on my thigh. I slid my own hand down and grasped his fingers in mine. I don’t know how or why, but Jacob’s hands were always soft. They were rarely ever rough and calloused.
Kimmy came back with the drinks then took our orders. When she left again, I noticed Jacob eye’s following her as she went.
I rolled my eyes. “Nice, is it?” I asked.
Jacob shut his mouth and looked at me, a bit startled. “Say again?”
“Never mind.” I grumbled reaching for the bottle of wine.

Jacob’s arm wrapped around my bare shoulders, keeping me firmly locked in place. My own arm draped over his stomach, my fingers brushing against the white crisp sheet on the bed.
“Have you got the hump with me?” Jacob whispered, afraid to disrupt the peace and quiet atmosphere of the pitch black room.
I blew out a breath. “I don’t know…sort of.”
“I said I was sorry.”
“I know,” I breathed. “But you still said it.”
Jacob shifted. “It was supposed to be a joke. I didn’t mean anything by it, honestly.” His fingers trailed shapes across my shoulder.
I pursed my lips. He’s lying. He didn’t mean it as a joke – he was dead serious when he said it ‘Hey Ness, would you be up for a threesome? With her?’ I curled my lip at the memory. “It wasn’t funny.”
“Look, I’m sorry, OK?” Jacob said, getting a little agitated. “It was a stupid thing to say.”
“Yes, it was.” I shrugged out of his grasp and rolled over, my back facing him. It wasn’t so much the question that pissed me off, in fact I’d probably be quite open to experiment with a third person, it was more of him openly ogling Kimmy. Not to mention she practically threw herself at him with her disgusting seductive smiles, the gross ‘can I get anything for you?’ in her ridiculous voice. All right in front of me. Urgh.
“Ness..” Jacob said, his voice a tad accusing as I rolled away from him. “I thought we’re supposed to be getting along.”
I let my shoulder shrug. “Well, I don’t know about you but somehow, watching you dribble over another woman doesn’t exactly make me all loving.”
“I wasn’t dribbling.” Jake mumbled. “You’re blowing it out of proportion.”
I snorted, rolled to my back and turned my head to look at him. “No, I’m not. You looked like you wanted to hump her leg.”
“No, I didn’t. She just looks familiar.”
“Yeah, right.” I turned my back at him.
The bed shifted and I heard the sheets rustle before I felt Jacob’s body pressed against my back, his legs touching mine, his hand on my hip. “Ness, please.” His breath was hot against the back of my neck.
“What?” I whispered as I felt a shiver run down my spine.
“I’m sorry. Don’t be mad at meee,” he dragged out the word in a silly voice. “I love love love you.”
I inwardly groaned. It was impossible to stay mad at him. Cursing my stupid weakness, I slowly moved over to my other side, now facing Jacob. A little smile played on his lips.
“Fine,” I said. “I forgive you.” Jacob grinned and went in for a kiss; I pushed against his chest, as our noses touched. “If you so much as look at her again like that, I swear, I will have no other choice but to gauge your eyes out.”
A low chuckled came from Jacob. “You’re jealous,” his voice was deep and husky. “I quite like it.”
“No,” I mumbled as he brushed his lips against mine. “I’m fucked off.”
Jacob’s hand gently cupped my cheek, his fingers pushing hair from my face. “You’re the only one I want.” He whispered, his lips a mere inch or two from mine.
“Mm.” Kiss. “That’s ‘cus.” Kiss. “I’m simply.” Kiss. “Irresistible-“ His tongue slid across my bottom lip before it entered my mouth. Our tongues brushed against each other, tasting each other.
I pulled away, a little breathless, and let my head flop back on the pillow. Jacob copied suit, our faces so close, we could feel each other’s heavy breathing against our skin.
Jacob opened his mouth to say but abruptly shut it as a moan came from outside the room then the, very definite, sound of a bed rocking. Oh, Jen.
I blushed and looked down, trying to keep in my awkward giggle.
“That is something I don’t need to hear before bed,” Jacob mumbled, humour in his voice.
“Tell me about it,” I grumbled, twitching, trying to get comfortable.
Jake’s arm snaked around my waist and pulled me flush against his naked torso. I bare legs rubbed against the material of his thin PJ bottoms. My hand trailed over his hip and casually lingered by the hem of his bottoms while my other hand was squished between our bodies.
“Earlier was fun, eh?” Jacob mumbled in my hair.
“Which part? The shower or the sofa?” I giggled.
“Hmm, both.” He said. “But I think the shower just tipped it over the edge.”
I gave something like a snort. Completely unlady like – I know. “Yeah. Wet and slippery.”
Jacob chuckled and slid his hand around to my back, drawing pictures and patterns. My eyes fluttered shut at the contact. It always felt relaxing and soothing.
“I wonder if Buddy is getting on alright,” Jake mumbled aimlessly.
I groaned. “Probably.”
“I think I might start working on the back garden. Clean it up abit, you know.”
“Uhuh,” I grumbled, my eyes still shut. “We need to get rid of that crib as well.”
His fingers stopped dead on my back. “What?”
I blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the darkness of the room. I could barely make out Jacob’s face. “The crib. It needs to go.”
“Why?” Although, I couldn’t see his features, I knew the exact expression what had taken a hold of them.
“What do you mean why? Are you being serious, right now?”
Jacob removed his hand from my body and leaned up on his elbow so he was looking down at me. “We don’t have to get rid of it. We can just put it in the loft for later or something.”
“I don’t want it in the house.” I sighed.
“ What?” He asked, his tone incredulous. “Do you not want kids with me now, then?”
“I didn’t say that!” I defended myself quickly, withdrawing my own hand from his body. “But I’m not diving back in. Not a long fucking time.”
“I get that, I do, but I don’t to wait a long time to have kids. I got accustomed to the idea and now it’s stuck in my head.” Jacob told me, his voice firm.
“Then get it unstuck in your head.” I replied, feeling a little curt. “We just lost one baby.”
“Yes, I know.” He said slowly. “But doesn’t mean we can’t look to the future and try again, does it?”
I folded my arms as I looked up at the celling. “Look to the future?” I repeated, deadpan. “I don’t even want to think about having another baby. It really surprises me that you are.”
“I’m not. All I’m saying is some time down line; I’d like to try again. That’s it.”
“But you’re time down the line, and my time down the line are completely different things by the sounds of it.” I pointed out.
“Fine, but I’m not throwing away a perfectly good cot.” Jacob laid back down. “I hate it when you’re in this mood.” He grumbled under his breath.
“Excuse me?” I said a little more sharply than I intended. “I’m not in a mood.” I turned my head to look at him.
“Not much.”
“Urh,” I blew out a breath. “So much for us getting along.”
“Hmm.” He rolled over, his back towards me. “Night.”
I just laid there staring at his back. I can’t believe what just happened. We were fine and then… I winced at the sound of the distant creaking of Jen’s bed. They were still at it.
The sound of laughter stirred me from my sleep. I rubbed my eyes as I slowly sat up with a lazy yawn. The sunlight was bright as it seeped through the edge of the curtains and bounced around the room. My eyes flickered to the body next to me. Well, he was right on the other edge of the bed, any further and he’ll be on the floor. Jacob was lying on his back, his head turned in to the opposite direction with a hand casually resting on his rising and falling stomach. I sighed as I pushed the covers off my legs and slowly headed for the door, I winced a couple of times at the coldness of the tiled floor on my bare feet.
Jen was sitting at the breakfast, while she watched Dex at the cooker. “Morning,” she smiled at me as I quietly shut the bedroom door behind me and made my way over to the empty chair beside her.
“Hi.” I replied, before looking at Dex. He was mixing something in a bowl. “What time is it?”
“Twenty past eight.” Dex replied.
“Oh.” I took the seat and rubbed my brow, I didn’t realise it was so early. “What you doing?” I asked him.
He smiled. “Making pancakes.”
Jen scoffed. “Well, so he says. I bet they taste like shit.”
I smirked. “Never know, could be the next Gordon Ramsay. Anyway, where did you get that stuff from?” I asked, resting my elbow on the counter and pointing my finger at the bowl in his hand.
“I went to the shops this morning and picked it up.” Dex gave a sly smile to Jennifer. “And a few other things.”
“Urgh, OK.” I held my hands up with a grimace. “I don’t think I need to hear anymore, thank you. I heard quite enough last night.”
Dex flushed a shade of red before turning his back towards us while Jennifer ran her hand over her mouth, trying to hide a smile probably.
“Sorry,” She could barely keep a straight face. “We thought you two were asleep.”
I shook my head. “Nope. Both wide awake.” And arguing. Again.
“Uhm, do you want some orange juice?” Jennifer asked, trying to change the subject.
I nodded. “Please.”
As Jennifer placed a cup of fresh orange juice in front of me, I heard the bedroom door open behind me.
“Thanks,” I mumbled, trying really hard not to look behind me and at Jake. I wasn’t even sure if we were still going to be prickly with each other. Another day, another start, I thought to myself as I took a sip of juice.
“Morning all.” Jacob said, his voice still stuffy with sleep.
Dex and Jen both gave their greetings while I just mumbled mine, still not daring to look at him. It was stupid but I was getting a bit nervous and I couldn’t pin point as to why.

After breakfast, if I can call it that, we all got ready and headed for the beach. Jacob and I had only said a handful of things to each other and even then, it was obvious we weren’t really getting along.
As soon as we settled down, Jake and Dex went off for a dip, leaving me and Jennifer alone. I pulled out my sun block and handed it to Jen, as she started to do my back for me.
“This stuff smells a lot nicer than mine,” Jen said, her hand working vigorous circles on my back. “Mine smells like old man mouldy come. It’s disgusting.”
I snorted and glanced over my shoulder. “How would you know what that smells like?”
“Well, let’s just say – it wasn’t pleasant.”
I chuckled. “You dirty cow, shagging old man. Tsk.”
Jen laughed. “Yeah, but in my defence, I was trying the older men have better experience myth.” She slapped my back when she was done and handed the bottle back to me.
“And do they?” I asked, watching her return to her own sunbed.
She shook her head. “No, not really. He got out of breath really quick.” She frowned.
I giggled and applied the cream to the rest of my body.
“Is everything between you and Jacob alright?” Jen asked me while I was in the middle of doing my stomach.
I didn’t look up. “I don’t know. It’s not great, though.”
“Aw. Why?”
I shrugged, squirting some more cream in to my hand. “We kind of got in a tiff last night about the crib. I want it gone, he wants to keep it.”
“Whatcha mean he wants to keep it?” Jennifer slid her sunglass down her nose and peeked at me. “Has it been in the family for long for something?”
“No, no.” I shook my head. “Nothing like that. He just wants to keep it for when we have a baby, I guess.”
“Ah.” She pushed her glasses back up and snagged her book. “And you don’t want to keep it because it’ll remind you.”
“Exactly.”
“I hear ya.” Jennifer lay down. “Tell you what, why don’t we all go to that bar we saw last night?”
I squinted at her, through the sunlight, and gave a lazy nod. “Couldn’t hurt.”
“Excellent.”

The bar was already full. Music and chatter was all that could be heard. I followed Jennifer, making sure I didn’t nudge any of the tables outside on my way in. Jennifer scouted a table right at the back of the joint. I took the seat against the wall, Jennifer to my left and Jacob on my right with Dex on the opposite side.
“I’ll get these,” I said grabbing my purse and already turned for to the bar. “The usual?” I asked and everyone nods and grunts at me. I walked to the bar and rested my arms on the surface until a bartender, who isn’t bad looking, makes his way over with a smile, his luxuriantly blonde hair swishing as he pushed it from his face.
“Hola,” He grinned, flashing a brilliant white smile.
“Hola,” I replied, a bit flustered with a blush. “Erm, could I have two fosters and two glasses of white wine, please?”
The bartender gave a firm nod, his eyes sparkling. “Absolutely.”
As he does his job, I just stand here watching him. And then I feel like a dick. Not twenty four hours ago, I had the hump with Jacob for looking at the opposite sex and yet here I am doing the exact same thing. I casually glanced over to the table and my breath is caught in my throat.
Uh-oh. Busted. Jacob was staring at me, his brown eyes narrowed. I bit my lip and put my head down. I feel like I’ve just been caught with my hand in the cookie jar. The bartender slid the drinks on a tray with that smile again. Shit, does he want me to get in trouble with Jacob?
“That’ll be fifteen euros seventy please,” He said.
I nodded and hurriedly rummaged in my purse for the money, as I looked up and handed it to him, Jacob was by my side, his hand instinctively on my back.
The bartenders smile didn’t even falter as he noticed Jacob. “Have a good night.” He said politely before putting the money in the till.
As I reached out for the tray, Jacob beat me to it. He picked it up casually and followed behind me as walked back to the table.
“You looked like you wanted to hump his leg.” Jacob mumbled, his tone dry.
I swallowed and shrugged before looking at him over my shoulder. “Do you want a three some? With him?” Cheap shot, I know. But he took my remark last night and used it against me.
Jacob’s jaw clenched. He opened his mouth to say something but we made it to the table. Jen and Dex looked up with happy faces as Jacob set the tray on the table.
I retook my seat, pursing my lips. OK, there was definitely something not right between us. I took my glass of wine as I watched him under my eyelashes. Jacob took a sip of beer before setting it down on the table with a heavy sigh. We’ve been like this the whole day, short and no patience with each other.
“I don’t want to go home Monday night.” Jen pouted in her glass.
Dex shrugged. “I don’t know – my shoulders are taking a beating. I’ve going to have no skin on them left.” He chuckled. “Anyway, let the drinking commence!”

“Urh,” I rubbed my eyes. “I think I’m tired.” I slurred, feeling the effects of way too many glasses of wine.
Jacob nodded and wrapped a steady arm around my waist, pulling me from my seat. “Come on, let’s make a move.”
My feet didn’t want to work, so I just let them drag on the floor as Jacob shifted, taking most of my weight as he practically carried me out of the bar. Once the cool ocean breeze hit my face, I flew in to a raging fit of giggles.
“Heheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh,” I chuckled excitingly. “Look! Stars! Woooow!”
I didn’t catch what Jacob muttered under his breath, but it obviously wasn’t that important. I could hear Jen and Dex laughing and talking beside us as we made our way in to the complex.
“Hello! Helloooooo!” I waved to various people as Jacob pulled me past. “Ooh, I like your hair!” I yelled at a lady who gave me the strangest look.
“Shhh!” Jacob hissed. “It’s late. People are in bed.”
“Don’t be silly,” I shook my head. “We’re on holiday”- hiccup –“No one is in bed. It’s only nine.”
Jake’s grip around my waist tightened. “Try half two in the morning.”
“Ah, look! The pool! I want to go swimming!” I tried to twist out of Jacob’s iron grasp but he just held on tighter with a frown on his face.
“You’re so drunk.” He mumbled, more to himself than me. “Come on. We’re close now.”
As approached the stairs, I managed to get lose from his hands. “I can walk myself, you know.” I slurred and went to poke my finger in his chest but missed completely and hit his arm.
Jacob gave me an odd look, his hands reaching for me. “I don’t think so.”
I dodged his hands and started to walk up the stairs. My balance wasn’t the best and I kept swaying side to side. I giggled uncontrollably as I felt his hands press against my bum.
“Oh, Jake. Hehehehehehehehehehehehhehhehehehe – Arh!”
“Fucking hell,” he huffed as my foot caught on the last step, throwing me forward on to my knees. His hands slid under my arms as he pulled me back to my feet. “You alright?”
I nodded slowly. “Whooops! Uhuhhh.”
Jennifer and Dex stepped inside before Jacob ushered me in to the apartment, edging me closer to our bedroom.
“You OK, Ness?” Jennifer asked as she poured herself a glass of water. “Shit. I’m gonna have one mother fucking headache tomorrow.” She winced.
“Yah, yah, yah.” I nodded. Still being pushed to our bedroom.
“Night, guys.” Jacob called as he shut the door behind me and flicked on the lamp on the bedside table. “You get in to bed. I’ll get you a glass of water.”
“I’m not tired.” I said, still feeling very tingly all over.
Jacob sat me down on the bed. “What? You said you were when we were at the bar…” His brow furrowed. “Well, doesn’t matter. It’s half two and you’re pissed out of your head.”
“No,” I tried to act sober. And failed. “I’m not. You are. Hehehehehehe.”
He ran a hand through his thick hair. “Christ, this is going to be a long night.” He mumbled before looking at me again. “Well, I’m tired. So can we please go to bed?”
“Hmmmm,” I hummed. “You can. I’m not.”
Jacob blinked a couple of times, his tone of voice changing very suddenly. “Fine. I’m not asking you. I’m telling you.” He looked at me darkly.
Something in my belly went crazy as his voice switched. It was deeper and husky – I had never seen him like that. All authoritative, it was surprisingly sexy. My hand flew to my mouth as I let out another giggle. “Heheheheheh.”
Jacob wasn’t smiling. He pulled his lips in to a tight line before looking around the room for something. “Where did you put your pyjamas?”
“It’s a secret!” I whispered, my eyes wide with excitement.
He let out another breath. “Fine, sleep as you are.” He shrugged out of his t-shirt as he walked to his side of the bed. I watched him as he threw the t-shirt on his suitcase then began to work on his jeans while he toed off his shoes. When he was wearing nothing but his boxers, he slid on to the bed and looked at me – like he was expecting something from me.
I raised my eyebrow.
“Are you seriously going to sleep like that?” He asked, his eyes scrutinising my outfit.
I looked down, unable to see the problem. Ah, shoes. I kicked off my sandals then looked up at with a smile. “Better?”
He slowly shook his head with a frown. “Those jean quarter lengths won’t be comfortable to sleep in.”
I shrugged and unbuttoned them, sliding them off my hips and legs and chucking them on the floor. I sat back on the bed, and shifted myself under the covers. I threw myself back against the bed, my arms open wide.
“Make love to me. My body is ready!”
Jacob fused his brows together as he looked down at me. “Er, what?”
I flapped my arms again for emphasis. “Take me!”
Jacob just looked at me. “I don’t think so. You’re so pissed, I’m pretty sure it’d count as rape.”
I started to giggle again. “Hehehehehehehehehehe, yah yaaah!” I pushed myself up on my elbow and leaned over to him, nearly wobbling over. “Can I have a kiss, pleasssse?”
Jake gently pushed my forehead away. “No.”
“No?”
“No.”
Even though my head was cloudy and fuzzy, I’m pretty sure I had just been rejected from Jake. And it hurt. “Why not?”
He gave an exasperated sigh and got off the bed. “Look at you,” he jabbed his index finger at me. “You’re wailing about everywhere, your hair is a mess. Your breath absolutely reeks of alcohol. Not to mention, you’re making a complete fool of yourself.” I went to open my mouth but he just raised his finger to silence me. “I told you to stop after your fifth drink. Did you listen to me? No, of course you fucking didn’t. You never listen to me – ever!”
I licked my lips, his words now sobering me up. “Yes, I do.”
“Yeah?” He jerked his chin at me, his hands of his hips. “When was the last time you did something I told you to?”
I shrugged. “Just a minute ago. I took of my jeans, didn’t I?”
Jacob scoffed and shook his head. “That’s exactly what I mean. You take everything like it’s a joke. It bloody well isn’t!” He raised his hand again as I tried to speak. “No, let me talk. I don’t know what’s going on here anymore, what’s happening to us but it isn’t good. I thought we could use this holiday to put things behind us and try to deal with things but obviously not.” His voice was cold and clipped.
I blew out a shaky breath and felt my eyes start to burn; alcohol always makes me teary. “I…don’t know what to do.” I admitted. I had no idea how to handle the death of Squishy. I’ve never been good with grief – it makes me weird. Even when my fish died, I refused to let Dad flush it down the loo – I made him burry it with a cardboard headstone I made from a cereal box.
“Well you don’t fucking head straight for the bottle!” Jacob told me very firmly. If he’s voice was just a tiny bit louder, he’d be shouting.
I flinched and dropped my gaze away from his stare. “I didn’t mean to…-“
Jacob folded his arms. “Oh, do continue. I’m excited to hear this.”
“I didn’t mean to upset you.” I whispered. “It just… takes my mind off it for a bit.”
“You’re not the only one suffering, you know.” He replied coolly. “But do you see me getting pissed arse over tit? No, you don’t.”
“What else am I meant to do?!” I looked up at him, eyes brimmed with tears. “I don’t want to talk with anyone else – they don’t understand. But you do. You do yet you won’t even talk to me about it. So, I drink because that’s the only way I know how to make the pain and thoughts go away.”
“You’re blaming this on me?” He accused, his voice incredibly forced.
“No, I’m just-“
“Yes, you are!” Jacob lost control and practically shouted. “I can’t believe you.”
I wiped my eyes, removing the tears that managed to escape. “I’m not! Stop shouting at me. You always get angry with me!”
“Because you’re a fucking idiot!!!”
I gasped as his sudden outburst. Jacob blinked a couple of times, as if he couldn’t quite believe it himself, either. Neither one of us made a move, for a couple of moments, until Jacob perched himself on the edge of the bed.
His hand reached out to me – I flinched away. “I didn’t mean that.” He murmured softly, all traces of anger vanished.
I held my hands in my lap, my eyes facing down. “Yes, you did.”
“No, I didn’t.” He whispered.
I pulled in a choppy breath before exhaling. “Yes, you did, Jacob.” I looked up at him, my voice turning to mush as the tears made their appearance again.
Jacob made another attempt to grab my hand.
“Don’t.” I snapped. “Don’t touch me.”
Jacob nodded and withdrew himself. He gave me one last long look before he opened the bedroom door and left me alone. My head fell in the palms of my hands as my body started to tremble and shake with loud sobs. Some holiday – it was supposed to make us better, not worse. I rolled over to my side and switched the lamp off, leaving me in the darkness as I cried to myself. I. Hate. Spain.
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