It was the first of May. We only had a month before school was over. I was happier than ever. I was back in Forks with Bella. Being away from her was my living hell. I parked my car and walked over to where she was. Mike, Angela, and her other friends had already left when they saw me. She smiled.
"Hey," I said when I stood in front of her.
"Hey to you to. Just one more month. Then you can't argue with me anymore." I sighed, and stepped a little bit closer to her.
"Mmm. Bella, you could've been changed a long time ago." She huffed impatiently.
"Oh? And that would be how? My boyfriend is intent on keeping me human." I smiled.
"Really? Well, maybe all you need to do is accept his proposal. I'm sure he'd be quite happy to turn you then." She looked up at me. Damn it. Why did she have to make it so hard for me to make good choices?
"Oh, I know," she said. "But his condition is marriage. I'm not sure why he's so intent on it. He should already know that I only belong to him."
"I'm sure he does. He just wants to make it official. After all, he's 109. He needs to settle down." She shoved against my side and I laughed.
"Wow. Maybe I shouldn't be dating such an old man, it's gross." I leaned in.
"Uh-huh," I muttered. My cold lips met her warm ones, and she gasped. She stood up on her toes to get closer to me. I was about to break off. I didn't like my boundaries, but she'd get crushed without them. Then, Jacob Black came.
I need to apologize to Bella. I shouldn't have told her that I'd rather see her dead. And she won't answer any of my calls. His thoughts annoyed me more than anyone else's. I can't believe that he thought about saying that.
Well, if he was going to come up here, I might as well give him something to remember.
I crushed my self closer to her and wound my hands in her hair as he came around the corner. He stopped dead. I smiled against Bella's lips when she gasped. My hands traveled down her body, stopping briefly at the bottom of her ribs, to her waist. Almost simultaneously, her hands fisted in my hair. I heard Jacob suck in a hard breath.
"Bella," I whispered as I turned us around so her back was resting against her truck. My lips traveled down the creamy expanse of her neck. The bell still hadn't rung, and apparently people decided to tell the people that had gone inside what was happening in the parking lot. Bella had no idea. Our legs were wrapped together from the knees down, and our hips were pressed together. I growled, and Bella giggled. I pulled away. She sat down on her truck, breathless and red faced. She looked around at everyone in the senior and junior classes gaping at us. I looked around, just to see if Jacob had decided to stick around. He hadn't.
"C'mon, love. We have to get to class." She sighed and stood up. Her hair was messy, her lips a bit swollen.
"Best kiss ever. Now, it'll be kind of hard for me to agree with you when you stop. I'll always have to bring this up." I laughed and wrapped my arm around her. People parted for us. I pushed the hand that was wrapped around her waist into the back pocket of her jeans and she gasped.
"I don't think I'll be able to either," I whispered in her ear. She leaned into me and giggled happily. Mike was standing by his locker, which was near Bella's.
Damn! That was hot! Why couldn't that have been me? I'm really enjoying this. Surprisingly, walking with my hand in her pocket didn't throw off my gait. When we walked by him, he was certainly shocked. Everyone was used to the regular chaste kisses we exchanged in the hall.
What the hell? This is not supposed to happen. Why the hell is his hand shoved in her pocket? That's supposed to be me. I laughed quietly was we passed. This is going to turn into one hell of a day.