Love Bites

Chapter Twelve: My Present

One Week Later, Christmas Day

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Your POV

"But would Charlie really want you to wear something like that around us?"

I let out a groan and hoist myself up into the Jeep, Jasper following.

"For the last time Edward, my outfit isn't that bad."

I'm wearing high waisted ripped jeans, even though they are more hole than jeans, and an off the shoulder blood red, crop top sweater that doesn't really leave much to the imagination.

"Yeah Edward. Plus she looks hot," Emmett shoots me a smirk as he climbs into the driver's seat.

"Pretty as a peach," Jasper adds from the seat beside me.

I roll my eyes and shake my head. Such charmers, they are. Edward is right though. Charlie might have a small stroke when he sees how I'm dressed today. But that's a problem for later.

"Besides Edward, he won't be focused on me as much as he will be on you guys," I say with a small laugh, causing him to tense.

"What if he hates me!" Edward groans from the passenger seat of Emmett's Jeep.

That should be the least of his worries considering we're celebrating Christmas with my dad and both the packs. My dad hating him is on the very bottom of the list of the things that could go wrong today.

"I'm not worried about him hating me. After all, I am a southern gentleman," Jasper says with a crooked smile on his lips.

"Well I know he loves me, so I don't have anything to worry about," Emmett says from the driver's seat with a smirk plastered across his face.

"Yeah, only because he can't read your thoughts," Edward retorts.

Jasper and I erupt with laughter from the back seat. A grimace replaces the cocky smirk painted on Emmett's lips. Edward shoots us a victorious smile before turning to nudge Emmett's arm.

When we pull up to my house Jake is walking out the door, no doubt hearing us from a block away. A smile spreads across his face as he watches Jasper help me out of the Jeep. I run up to him and give him a hug as the boys walk up behind me.

"Hey (Y/n). Hey guys," Jake says, nodding to the boys.

They nod back and smile politely. Well, all except Emmett, who is still trying to get used to the wolf. We hear the front door open and I peek around Jake to find Sam standing on the porch. Jake turns towards him and I feel the boys take a step closer to me.

"Sam, we good?" Jake asks, referring to the Cullen's and myself.

"Yeah. We're good. I just came to apologize."

A smile creeps on my lips as Sam walks up to me and opens his arms. I give him a tight hug and when I let go he ruffles my hair.

"Sorry for tryin' to kill ya, kid. Treaty said."

"It's alright. I'll forgive you. This time," I shoot him a smirk and he laughs. He smiles back at me and walks away, into the house.

I turn back to the boys and gesture them to follow me. When I reach the door I go to grab the knob but am stopped by Edward grabbing me by the arm.

He makes me face him and I shoot him a confused look, as do the other three boys. He pulls the front of my crop top up so that less of my chest is showing and pulls the waistband of my pants up as well. He moves the sleeves higher up my shoulders so that I'm not showing as much skin.