Complete Failure
BPOV
"Jacob?" I asked, stretching my arms over my head. I rubbed my eyes and looked over to see him lying on the other side of the couch, still sleeping. I smiled and reached for the blanket that had somehow ended up covering him. Like he needed the extra warmth. Wrapping the blanket around my shoulders, I realized that I was still wearing his over-sized sweater. My clothes were in the dryer, rain soaked from what was supposed a sunny walk on the beach.
Hearing me get up, Jake opened his eyes. "Morning" he mumbled, smiling; I couldn't help but smile back, "Want me to make us some breakfast?" he asked, and I shook my head quickly. I had a flashback of Jake trying to make bacon, and burning it all to a crisp. "I got it." I assured him, getting up to make us some eggs.
I had barely turned on the stove when Jacob came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He tilted his head to rest his cheek on top of my head. I sighed deeply and smiled. "How hungry are you? Are we thinking only six or seven eggs today?" I teased him. It never ceased to amaze me just how much Jake could eat. I turned around in his arms to face him.
"I don't know, I guess it depends, what's for dessert?" He asked, raising his eyebrows suggestively, knowing it would make me blush. He leaned and kissed me on my nose, then both cheeks, then my mouth. He tried to deepen the kiss, when the fire alarm went off.
"Oh my god!" I jumped back, completely surprised, and burned my arm on the hot stove. "OW!" I screamed, rubbing my arm while Jacob turned off the stove and grabbed a cold wet cloth to put over my burned elbow. Then he got one of his auto magazines and waved it below the fire alarm until the blaring noise stopped. I could tell he was trying hard not to laugh at the pandemonium I had just caused in the kitchen. I made a mental note not to let my crippling clumsiness ruin anything else today. He picked me up, as though I weighed nothing at all, and set me back down on the couch, still nursing my sore elbow. "Bella, Bella, Bella…"
"Hey! Don't you Bella Bella Bella me! I will not be patronized!" I protested half-mockingly. He couldn't hold back his laughter after that. His laughter was infectious, and soon we were both doubled over, wiping our eyes.
"So, what's the plan for today?" Jake asked
"Well, I was thinking we could go for a motorcycle ride around La Push?" I asked, knowing he would no after what had happened with Charlie. I opened my eyes wide, innocently, and looked up at him biting my lip; he didn't stand a chance. He quickly covered his eyes and looked away. "Not gonna work this time, Bella." He said, smiling.
That's what you think. I got up and sat in Jacob's lap, one hand on each of his shoulders. I leaned my face in toward his until our noses were touching. "Please?" I asked again.
"Are you trying to kill me? Ugh, fine, let's go. But you're wearing a helmet!" He called to me as I raced toward the door.
"Bella?" he called again from behind me.
"Yep?" I turned around, my feet getting caught up in the carpet. Even Jake wasn't fast enough to catch me as I hit the ground with a thud. "Ok, that hurt." I said, which set him off again. He came over to help me up, but was shaking from laughing so hard. Turns out my plan of avoiding any further incidents was a complete and total failure.
