What if?

by Hear the Rain

What if, while sitting in the car during New Moon just before Jacob smells Alice, Bella had turned her head and pressed her lips to Jacob's bare shoulder? Random one shot. T cause I'm paranoid.

It belongs to Mrs. Stephenie Meyer! Not me!! Really. I don't care what you say! It belongs to her!

I braced myself. He wanted me to be happy, so here I went.

I turned my head, pressing my lips to Jacob's shoulder. He gasped and looked down at me, grasping my chin in his fingers and pulling his lips to mine, pressing down kissing me fiercely.

I felt his tongue brush my lip.

I was slightly shocked. I meant it to be a soft kiss, a sweet one, a beginning-of-a-relationship one. But no, of course Jacob had to go making this a fierce, hard kiss.

I opened my mouth, letting his tongue in and twining it with mine.

I shivered when he ran his tongue across the roof of my mouth.

I pulled away, gasping.

Then I just looked at him.

He smiled.

"Kiss me." I whispered.

He was only too happy to comply.