This was going to be a one-shot, but since it's so fun to write, and people like it, I wrote another chapter. Enjoy.
A howl rang through La Push around ten in the morning. Damn, Jacob thought angrily. I can't change with thoughts of the blood sucker in my head. What would the pack think?
"Jacob, Bella called for you while you were sleeping," Billy told him from the doorway.
Jacob rolled his eyes. Since he had spent time with Bella everyone had assumed that he was in love with her. "Ugh," he said. "I guess I'll call her back." He picked up the small corded phone and punched in the number of the swan residence.
"Hello?" The silky voice of Edward Cullen rang through the phone, sending chills through the werewolf's body.
"Ye-yes," Jacob stuttered, he cleared his throat. "Erm, Bella called here earlier," he told the vampire nervously, tacking on, And you were in my room last night, in his head.
Edward chuckled seductively, speaking so low that Jacob was sure human ears couldn't detect it. "Jacob, I need you to meet me in your garage. Three minutes," then his voiced evened out again so Bella - the twit - could hear. "Bella, Jacob is on the phone for you." Before handing the phone to her, Edward whispered, "Three minutes. Don't forget."
"Oh, Jacob!" Bella exclaimed in her most obnoxious voice. "I'm so sorry, but . . . Edward and I are getting married in two weeks, and I want you to come to the wedding - for me."
Jacob mentally scoffed. He'd go, sure, but not for her. Why did she think that everything was about her? He realized that she was still rambling on, so he cleared his throat. "Yeah, uh, Bella. I've gotta go." Slamming the phone down, Jacob rushed out to his garage, trying very hard to ignore all thoughts of vampires. Particuarly the sexy copper-haired kind.
"You don't have to do that, you know," Edward's voice came from the back of the garage.
"Do what?" Jacob retorted, flipping on the light. When he saw Edward, his heart skipped a beat. Still gorgeous as - damn, damn, damn! Avacados! Peppermint! Smelly old men!
Edward chuckled. "That," he told the wolf simply. "Block your true thoughts from me. Jacob, I - I think I love you."
Am I sleeping? Jacob wondered mildly.
"No, Jacob, you're not sleeping. I promise," Edward told him. "I love you, Jacob, and I need your help. Bella and I are supposed to get married in two weeks, and I need your help getting away."
"What - what do you want me to do?"
Edward advanced across the garage and leaned his head against Jacob's chest. "Sabotage the wedding? I don't know. All I know is that I want to be with you, Jacob Black."
Jacob took a deep breath. "Okay," he said. "But under on condition. You have to sleep over tonight."
Edward hopped into Jacob's arms, planting his cold lips on Jacob's smoldering ones. "Anything for you, my love," he told him.
Right, well I don't know if I'll add more again, so I guess I'll change the status to incomplete. Let me know if you want me to continue. :)
