A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

She sighed. “Yeah, I guess.”
He kissed her lips. “I’ll try to make it good. It might be a good idea to bring back a deer or two each
week. We can hang them in the garage like my dad used to.”
“I agree.” She stood back and let him get to work.
“Remember, I warned you before that I can’t cook worth shit. It’s not going to be elaborate.”
Renesmee laughed. “Don’t worry about it, Jake. Can I help?”
“Nope. Just sit back and watch me work substandard magic.” He chuckled and kissed her one more
time.
She pushed herself up to sit on the counter and watched him as he moved around the kitchen. She
decided after a few minutes that she definitely liked the sight of him fixing a meal for her. It wouldn’t
matter what it ended up tasting like; the fact that he was making it was a thrill to her.
When it was finished, Jacob got a few plates down and put some on hers. “Here you go.” He turned
to hand it to her.
She took it and smiled at the unrecognizable glob. “What is it?”
“I call it mush. It’s also known as ‘shit on a shingle.’”
She nodded. “My mom made this when I was a kid. I haven’t had it in a while. Thank you.” She
picked up the fork he handed to her and took a bite.
“What do you think?” he asked after his third bite.
“It’s . . . Um . . .” She wasn’t sure how to tell him what she really thought of it.
“You can tell me it’s nasty, Ness; I won’t be hurt.” He winked at her.
“Let me put it this way, Jake: I don’t think I’ll be eating human food again for a while. I think it’d be
good if I weren’t like this.” She gestured to her body. “But I am.”
Jacob set his plate aside and walked up to her to take hers. He put it on the counter beside her and
kissed her lips. She was closer to his height now. She put her hands on his shoulders and took a
deep breath of his scent.
“Don’t fight it, Ness. Do you know how long I fought this whole Shifter thing? I was miserable for
years until I finally accepted that I couldn’t do a damn thing about it. It’s who I am and who I was
destined to be. Be who you are, baby. If you want to go hunting to get some meat, let’s do it. Don’t
make yourself unhappy, please.”
She sighed and nodded again. “Okay. I do want fresh meat.”
He kissed her lips one more time before he pulled back. “Then let’s go.”
“What about this?” She gestured to her plate.
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