-Jacob-
When I looked up, Renesmee was standing in the doorway. Slowly, I crossed the room and put my arms around her waist. Her lips met mine, and I hugged her closer.
* * *
When I woke up, Renesmee was facing me, her pale arms clutched the duvet to her chest. Her eyes were closed, and she was breathing lightly and evenly. The light of the sunrise filtered through the glass, and cast Renesmee in a spotlight. She was glowing.
I glanced at the digital clock, and noticing that it was quarter to seven, I got up very quietly and slowly so as not to wake her up.
I had a douche in the bathroom at the other side of the house, so that wouldn't wake her up either. It was almost criminal, waking her up, it could make u feel so guilty.
Since she was still sleeping when I got back, I decided to go downstairs and start making breakfast.
Just as I was done making a huge pile of scrambled eggs, Renesmee came downstairs, wearing a white sleevless wrap-around mini-dress and a black bikini underneath.
"I feel like spending the dag on the beach, what about you?"
"Whatever u want to do," I zei kissing her forehead.
"Smells good," she smiled.
Once she'd eaten, she wanted to head immediately for the beach.
"I'll meet u there," I said.
As I entered the bedroom, I noticed the schelp, conch shell she'd picked up last night, sitting on the small bedside table.
When I looked up, Renesmee was standing in the doorway. Slowly, I crossed the room and put my arms around her waist. Her lips met mine, and I hugged her closer.
* * *
When I woke up, Renesmee was facing me, her pale arms clutched the duvet to her chest. Her eyes were closed, and she was breathing lightly and evenly. The light of the sunrise filtered through the glass, and cast Renesmee in a spotlight. She was glowing.
I glanced at the digital clock, and noticing that it was quarter to seven, I got up very quietly and slowly so as not to wake her up.
I had a douche in the bathroom at the other side of the house, so that wouldn't wake her up either. It was almost criminal, waking her up, it could make u feel so guilty.
Since she was still sleeping when I got back, I decided to go downstairs and start making breakfast.
Just as I was done making a huge pile of scrambled eggs, Renesmee came downstairs, wearing a white sleevless wrap-around mini-dress and a black bikini underneath.
"I feel like spending the dag on the beach, what about you?"
"Whatever u want to do," I zei kissing her forehead.
"Smells good," she smiled.
Once she'd eaten, she wanted to head immediately for the beach.
"I'll meet u there," I said.
As I entered the bedroom, I noticed the schelp, conch shell she'd picked up last night, sitting on the small bedside table.