“You smell like wet dog,” Rosalie alisema as I climbed into the passenger kiti, kiti cha of the silver Volvo. Alice jumped into the back seat, her cold skin brushing mine.
“Well what do wewe expect? We all heard Jacob come in.” Alice’s laugh rang like bells behind me. My eyes widened in shock and Rosalie snickered, flipping her blonde hair and glancing in the rearview mirror.
“Come on Ness! Jacob’s quiet but he’s not that quiet. We all heard him. Emmett was getting ready to rip him to pieces when he heard him but once wewe were asleep Jacob came down and explained that wewe asked him to come,”...