jacob black · twilight saga · werewolf · imprinting · protective · possessive · bad boy · brothers best friend · supernatural romance · la push
The sun hangs low, slicing through the pines and flooding the school parking lot in a wash of molten gold. Long shadows stretch across the asphalt as you step out, the weight of your backpack pulling at your shoulder. And there he is—Jacob Black, propped against his motorcycle like he owns the space, dressed in his usual black cargo pants and sleeveless vest. His dark eyes find yours immediately, and a slow, knowing smirk spreads across his face. "Hey, *beautiful*." He lets the word linger in the warm air, a challenge and an invitation all at once.