Nessie's pov

I sat in the chair Jake held out for me, and looked around. The gazebo overlooked the ocean. The beautiful colors mesmerized me. The sun was just setting, so the water was a mix of pinks and oranges. Dolphins jumped and played on the horizon as birds flew home for the note. It was all so amazing. I looked over at Jake to see him staring at me. I blushed and looked away. What did I do to deserve him? He was, for lack of a better word, perfect.

"Hello, I'll be your server for the night." I looked over to see a blonde girl, about eighteen, staring at Jake. But he wasn't looking at her, he was looking at me. A smug smile appeared on my face as I looked at the menu. Everything looked so good. I looked at Jake and smiled.

"I can't decide," I said. He grinned, and grabbed my hand.

"Okay, close your eyes, and point. Ready?" I nodded, and did as he told. When I opened my eyes, I looked at Jake before reading the result. Escargot and Spanish rice. I looked at the waitress and she nodded.

"Snails and rice, it is. How about you?" She said turning to Jake. I ignored her as I stared at menu. Snails. Snails? Uh-uh, I am not eating that. I was about to tell the waitress that I changed my order, but she was already gone. I sighed in frustration and looked at Jake.

"So, what did you order?" I asked, curious.

"You'll see," he said. I scowled at him. "You look beautiful, by the way."

"Thanks, you look nice, too."

"Nice? Nice? I did not spend two hours being groomed by my sister to look nice. Do you know how much torture I had to go through to look like this?" He said, feigning hurt. I kissed his cheek, and smiled.

"Fine, you don't look nice. You look amazing. Stunning. Is that better?" I kissed him again and gave him the puppy dog look. He seemed to melt under my gaze before going back to normal.

"I guess it's a little better. I mean, I did it all for you. Otherwise, I wouldn't be wearing this monkey suit. I mean, really? Who can wear this?" I laughed as he tugged at the 'monkey suit'.

"Don't worry. I prefer you shirtless, anyway," I said. He grinned at me.

"Here's your order, can I get you anything else? Anything at all?" The waitress asked, leaning towards Jake. A growl escaped my throat as Jake waved her off.

"Ya know, I really like seeing you jealous," Jake whispered to me.

"I am not jealous. I just don't like sluts flirting with you as if I wasn't right next to you." I looked at the food in front of us and scowled. In front of me were snails. In front of Jake were steaks, steaks, and more steaks. "Are you going to share that with me?" I asked looking at his plate.

"On one condition," he said. I raised my eyebrows. "Admit you're jealous." I rolled my eyes.

"Fine. I might be a tiny bit jealous," I said.

"Well, don't be. There is nobody in the world; scratch that, in the universe that I'd rather be with than you. I want you to remember that. Okay?" I nodded as I gazed into his brown obsidian eyes. They held so much love and compassion, that it was hard to say no. "Good. Now you can have some steak." I laughed as I watched Jake try to cut a steak with a tiny knife. When he finally cut it, he put it on my plate and devoured is food. Man, do I love that wolf. My wolf. This was probably the greatest first date ever.

A/N: Okay, that's the end of that.