Renesmee's P.O.V
The following day, I found myself with arms embracing me. I lay on my side, with my arm embracing Jacob's waist and my head nestled against his chest. While I looked at Jacob, he was asleep. I stroked his face, which was smooth, like a baby's bottom. I know it sounds absurd, but it's true. What did he apply to his face?
I attempted to escape his hold and use the restroom, but he was too strong. Despite my attempts to wiggle free, he tightened his hold on me. God, he has gotten possessive. I guess it's because we mated. On mating, what is our plan? We can't let our parents find out.
I kissed his lips, hoping to get out of bed. Since he didn't move, I kissed and nibbled his neck instead. His arms loosened around me, and he smiled in triumph after flinching and moaning. I
