A/N: Hi guys. It's been a while, but I guess inspiration struck me again. This story will be an Embrella HEA, but I'm warning you that Jacob will feature in this story quite a bit.

Disclaimer: Twilight and all it's recognizable characters belong to the brilliant Stephenie Meyer. No copyright infringement is intended.

Chapter 1 - A state of dreaming

Bella tapped her foot impatiently and pushed her plate away from her. She wasn't hungry anymore. She huffed as she looked around her at the romantic setting of dimmed lights, long white candles in a multi-stemmed candle stick holder (one that Embry had made her), and her best silverware and plates. The glasses that she'd filled with alcohol-free sparkling wine, were no longer bubbling - a clear sign that she'd been waiting far too long for Embry to come home (three hours, to be exact). She felt like such a fucking idiot.

Embry had obviously forgotten their anniversary.

She had waved it off this morning when he'd left for work without mentioning their two-year anniversary, thinking that he'd probably bought or made her something special for tonight. For their first anniversary, Embry gave her a stunning silver necklace with her birth stone - a beautiful sapphire. To save him the trouble of planning a romantic dinner - which she knew he'd have some trouble with, seeing as he wasn't very good with those sorts of things - she'd gone all out. She cooked a beautiful meal of roast beef, roast potatoes and an assortment of his favorite vegetables. Meat was always the answer when you had a perpetually hungry wolf in the house.

She had thought that tonight would be the perfect night to tell him that she was pregnant – it would be a nice 'gift', so to speak, aside from the new CD player she had bought him for his car (the one he'd been going on and on about for so long). They had planned on getting pregnant, but she had been really surprised that it had happened so quickly.

...and yet, here she was, sitting by herself, waiting like a fool for her husband to come home.

The sound of a key in the front door made Bella look up. Embry was finally home - her eyes flicked briefly to the clock against the wall - at a quarter to ten. She waited as she heard his muffled footsteps and the door closing behind him. A few more steps yielded a shirtless man with ruffled hair, grass stains on his cut-offs and a back-pack with his work clothes, slung over his shoulder.

"Hey, babe." Embry greeted her as he walked into the dining room, flicking his hair out of his face with a shake of his head. Bella suppressed the urge to lick her lips and just give in to the drop-dead gorgeous man standing in front of her, as his eyes flickered enticingly, speaking promises of lust and ecstasy. Instead, Bella looked away, biting her lip. She directed her scowl at her folded hands resting on the table, instead of at him, the source of her ire.

"Hi." She replied in a clipped tone, still not looking at him.

"What's all this?" He asked, taking a few steps toward her and resting his warm hand on her shoulder. Bella finally gave in and looked up at him, waiting for him to realize the meaning behind the table that was set for two. Obviously still completely oblivious to the occasion, he rewarded her with his best, crooked smile. "Did we have a date night scheduled?"

"Anniversary, actually." She answered through pursed lips, pushed her chair back and got up. She was tired beyond belief, and irritated even more - probably because of the pregnancy hormones. Screw telling him the news tonight. She'd find a better suited time. "I'm going to bed. I'll clean up tomorrow." She turned around and walked out of the room, leaving a shocked-looking Embry in her wake.

How could he have forgotten about today? She had reminded him over and over, every day for the last week, except yesterday. She didn't want to keep nagging, and she'd been sure that she'd reminded him enough times of their upcoming anniversary, that he couldn't possibly have forgotten. And yet, he did…

Bella was standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, getting ready for bed, when she felt a pair of warm hands circle her waist.

"Look, I'm sorry babe," Embry apologized in earnest. "Patrol took longer than I thought, and I had a really rough day at work. I didn't mean to forget, I swear."

Bella shook his hands off her and stepped to the side to get away from his warm embrace. Being near him clouded her judgement more often than not, and if she didn't distance herself from him, she'd probably end up letting him drag her to bed and make love to her all night, and she didn't want that right now. She wanted to be angry with him for disappointing her and she wasn't willing to let it slide.

She sighed as squeezed a small streak of toothpaste onto her toothbrush, turned on the tap to wet the bristles and popped it into her mouth. "Em, please," Bella implored around the brush. "Just leave me alone tonight. I'm not in the mood for apologies."

"Come on, Bells. I said I was sorry." He rubbed the rounding of her shoulder, and smoothed his hand down her arm, leaving her panting slightly at the heat he created within her. Why was he so hard to resist? "It wasn't intentional. You know I'm bad with these kinds of things."

"Embry." Bella warned this time, looking up into his eyes that reflected in the mirror, and spraying toothpaste all over the clear surface. "Don't! Just stop."

The beautiful man behind her sighed in exasperation and retreated toward the shower, peeling his cut-offs from his muscular legs and tossing them with deceptive accuracy across the room, landing the jeans easily into the laundry basket. "Fine." He shrugged and leaned into the shower to turn on the water.

Bella swallowed hard at the sight of his naked body, muscles rippling with each deliberate movement, and looked away quickly when he caught her staring.

Embry shook his head and sighed, easing his bulky frame into the shower. "Sometimes I have no idea what is going on in that mind of yours, Bella Call."

As Bella lay in bed that night, with Embry snoring softly beside her, she wondered to herself if she'd have been happier with Jake. Sure, she and Embry had a bucket load of chemistry and they fell head over heels in love near the end of her senior year of high school, but Jake had always been so reliable. He was her best friend and he has always been there for her. He was the type of guy who'd remember things like anniversaries and birthdays.

Embry was sweet and loyal to her (as far as she knew), sure, but he wasn't the romantic type. He was the kind of guy who could lure her to bed in under two seconds flat with those come-hither eyes of his. She preferred the passion they shared, instead of flowers and gifts, but a little romance here and there wouldn't be unwelcome.

Still, she couldn't help but wonder what life would have been like if she had given in to the advances of her best friend years ago, when he'd told her that he was in love with her.

Bella didn't doubt that she loved Embry. He had her heart from the minute he'd helped her change a flat on her truck, on the shoulder of the road, one wet Wednesday afternoon as she was making her way home from school. She still remembered how her heart had thumped audibly in her ears as he looked at her with those sinful eyes and had fallen for him right there and then. But Embry was essentially a 'typical' guy. Never any good with flowers and special occasions, and that was fine. Bella knew what she was signing up for. He was down-to-earth and honest. He was a practical man with a straight forward approach to life, and whatever he lacked for in the romance department, he more than made up for in the bedroom (or any surface they could find, for that matter). He could make her tremble and orgasm for hours; make her beg for mercy when her body couldn't handle anymore pleasure, but she worried that he was falling out of love with her. He seemed distracted lately, and she wasn't sure if it was just the fact that he was worn out form work and patrol, or if there was someone else that she didn't know about. Maybe she should have been smart and gone for Jake – gone for the easier option. Would she have been happy with Jake? Happier than she was with Embry? Was it enough to love her husband? Or did she want more?

Bella squeezed her eyes shut as the morning light bled in through the gap in the curtains, threatening to blind her. Something had woken her up, she just wasn't quite sure what.

A warm hand trailed over Bella's thigh and grabbed her by the hip, grinding a hot, hard erection against her ass. Fingers curled around her hip bone, digging into her pale flesh and tugged her closer to the source of unnatural heat. A deliciously distracting heat - the reason she had woken up.

"Oh, yes." Bella moaned, pushing her ass back against Embry, wanting him to fill her. Despite what happened last night, she struggled to deny him. She wanted the pleasure that he could provide her. Just the thought of him so hot and hard for her, made her wet and ready for him. Her body practically vibrated with anticipation as she waited for his next move.

His warm hands smoothed over her ass, before returning to her hip, and he thrust himself into her as deep as he could go – wait, when did she remove her clothes? – making the both of them moan in satisfaction. Warm breath spilled over her shoulder and into her hair as he tightened his hold on her and increased his thrusts to a brutal, unforgiving pace, hips pounding in and out of her and sending her senses reeling. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as he found her sweet spot, hitting it with each deep push he gave.

"Oh Jesus, yes! Keep going." She moaned, grappling for the sheets and curling her fingers into the cool cotton sheets that covered their bodies.

He let go of her hip and tweaked one of her hard nipples, making her cry out. His lips found the skin of her shoulder, kissing and nipping deliciously toward her spine as he kept up his pace. His hand travelled from her breast, over her side and in between her thighs, fingers searching blindly for her clit – Oh god! And found it! – circling roughly, sending a jolt of electricity through her body.

"More, please. I need-" She moaned, her words getting lost as he pinched her clit, making her cry out. "Ah! Fuck." She felt helpless as her muscles clenched in pleasure, her orgasm shuddering through her body and making her body clamp down around Embry's thick cock.

With a couple more thrusts, he groaned loudly into the skin of her shoulder and emptied himself inside of her with stuttering hips. She was surprised that he came this quickly. He usually let her have more than one orgasm, before he let himself come.

"That was so fucking good." Embry said as Bella tried to settle her heavy breathing. Only…it wasn't Embry. Bella startled at the familiar voice and jerked her head over her shoulder toward the source, spotting Jake behind her.

He grinned his sunny, satisfied smile at her as he pulled out of her, and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand in a loving gesture, no sign of guilt about the fact that he'd just had sex with his best friend's wife. "Don't know 'bout you, but I love waking up like this," He greeted.

How did he end up in her bed in the first place? Or more specifically, how did she end up in his bed? This wasn't her house, she realized, as she looked around the room.

Bella pulled back in shock, toppling off the bed in a tangled mess of sheets.

"What the fuck, Jacob!" She shrieked, looking up at him from the floor where he was still grinning like an idiot, and she struggled to find purchase on a steady surface to pull herself up from the floor. Her fingers gripped the side of the bed and she pushed herself back onto two shaking legs, and hurried to the bathroom without tripping (mercifully), leaving a very naked Jake in the bed, looking perplexed as all hell.

"What's wrong?" Jake's voice bled through the door of the en-suite bathroom as Bella stood with her back against the locked door, wondering what in the name of god just took place. Nothing about this situation made any sense to her and her mind was grabbing at snippets from last night – anything at all – to explain what the two of them just did. What was she going to tell Embry?

A/N: Does anyone know what just happened? Or did I leave you guys just as confused as Bella? I would love to hear your thoughts.