The Wanting: Speaking of Jacob Black, Sam Uley and Myself

Me: Can you feel it?
Jacob: Feel what?
Me: The cold.
Jacob: Need some heat?
Me: Yes please...He wraps his arms around me.

Jacob: Can you feel it?
Me; What?
Jacob: The heat.
Me: I need air...He lets me go, I take a breath.

Me: Did you feel that?
Jacob: Feel what?
Me: The pulling.
Jacob: Did it hurt?
Me: No...He puts his hands on my shoulders.

Jacob: Let's try again.
Me: Okay...Puts hand on his face...
"Yes Nessie?"