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Renesmee's P.O.V.
"Why are we going to the garage?" Jacob asked.
I smirked. "You'll see," I responded.
"Please tell me you didn't get me a car. I don't need one."
"It's not. It's way better."
Jacob's eyes widened upon seeing the sight when he opened the door.
"Surprise! I got you a motorcycle of your own," I said.
"What the...are you serious? You got me a motorcycle?" Jacob asked.
"Yep,"
Jacob walked over to it, touching it and admiring how it looked.
"How much was this? It looks like it cost a fortune," Jacob said.
"It was. I got help from my family because you wanted one," I said.
Jacob nodded and dropped the ribbon on the floor. He got on and placed his fingers on the clutch. He smirked and looked up at me. "Thank
