Playing With Fire
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters, the talented Stephenie Meyer does.
Rev My Engine
BPOV
Waking up when you know just how bad your hangover is going to be is the worst feeling in the world. I slowly opened my eyes groaning as the light coming in through the open curtains made my head throb more than it already was. I could hear the television from the other room and sat up to find Edward's side of the bed empty. After a lot of self-motivation I finally managed to bring myself to get out of bed and shuffled sleepily into the living room.
"Mommy!" Renesmee squealed as I walked into the room and I tried to stop myself from grimacing at the high pitched noise.
"Hey sweetie" I tried to sound as upbeat and happy to see my daughter as I could. I flopped down on the couch next to Edward and lifted Nessie into my lap "Morning"
"Hey, how you feeling?" Edward questioned already knowing the answer.
"Like...poop" I really wanted to say shit, but we had made a pact never to swear in front of Nessie.
"Now you're up I have to rush off to work, do you mind picking the car up from the garage?" Edward asked, when he stood up I realised he was already dressed for work.
"Yeah, leave some money" I nodded lying down on the couch where Edward was just sat.
"Of course, I'll leave it here with the keys" Edward dropped some bills on the side with the keys; he came over and kissed my head before turning to say goodbye to Renesmee.
I downed a glass of water along with a couple of painkillers wanting to get rid of the headache. Looking out the window the sun was shining over the city so I dressed in a green dress with flip flops. I dressed Nessie in a pink floral dress with her favorite pink sandals and tied her bronze locks up on top of her head. Grabbing the money and keys I put them in my bag and stress the walk to the garage. Nessie happily skipped down the stairs and waited for me down in the lobby area, knowing never to run out onto the busy streets of New York without either me or Edward. I took her hand and she skipped alongside me down the sidewalk.
As we reached the garage, the smell of gasoline and oil filled my nostrils. Journey's 'Don't Stop Believing' was blasting out of the radio and the mechanic was singing along out of tune. A pair of denim clad legs stuck out from underneath our black Mercedes, the jeans hanging low on his hips showing the band of his boxers, his stained, ripped white t-shirt was being pulled up showing a happy trail of hair that disappeared into his boxers and I could see the start of a chiselled 6-pack. I would have happily stood here staring at the mechanic working on our car, but the strong smell was making me feel nauseated and by the way Nessie was hugging my leg, she was scared by the noise.
"Excuse me?" I called out trying to be heard over the noise, frustrated at being ignored, I turned off the radio and crossed my arms.
The mechanic pushed himself out from under the car and my jaw hit the floor when Jacob stood up wiping his hands on a cloth "Well hello"
"You..." I tried to speak, but I was completely shocked "I thought you were a fireman?"
"I am" Jacob chuckled "I also agreed to help my cousin out with my amazing mechanical skills to get a little extra money, can I help you or have you just come to stare at me?" Jacob questioned his annoying, cocky grin spread across his face.
"I've come to pick up my car" I put my hands on my hips.
Jacob turned around and looked at the black Mercedes "That's yours?"
"Yes" I nodded.
"I hate to say it Bells, but your husband is a dick" Jacob scoffed.
"Excuse me, please don't badmouth my husband in front of our daughter" I raised my eyebrows.
"Sorry" Jacob looked down to the girl who was hiding behind my leg and gave her a gentle smile "Hey there little girl"
"Nessie, say hello to Jacob" I encouraged her.
"Hello Jacob" Renesmee mumbled shyly hiding her face.
"She's cute" Jacob nodded standing up straight again.
"How much do I owe you?" I asked changing the subject.
"Nothing, just don't mention it to Quil" Jacob shook his head refusing to take money from me.
I opened the back door and got Renesmee strapped in her seat and turned to Jacob who was leaning on the counter, his huge arms crossed across his chest and his grin on his face "What's going on?" I questioned.
"What do you want to be going on?" Jacob answered smugly.
"Jacob, don't play games" I shook my head losing my patience with him. I didn't know what I wanted or what I was feeling anymore. I was more confused now than I was when my hormones were all over the place during my pregnancy. Edward and Jacob were so different, like fire and ice. Edward was my security, I felt comfortable around him, but the spark was gone. Jacob ignited that spark and brought out a sense in me that I wanted to be naughty and reckless.
"I'm not playing any games Bella, I am really into you, but you're tied up" Jacob took my hand in his and stroked his large finger over my wedding band "Very strong ties"
"I'm not going to say last night was a mistake because that would be a lie" I bit my lip "It's just complicated"
"I know, you come with a lot of baggage" Jacob nodded "I get it, but the thing is Bella I don't think I can stay away from you for much longer, just the thought of you drives me insane"
"Jacob…" I closed my eyes.
The silence was broken by a high pitched beeping noise "Stupid fucker" Jacob mumbled under his breath and looked down pulling a little black square from his pocket. His pager "I've got to go, duty calls and all"
"Yep…go and save someone's life" I nodded.
"I want to take you for dinner tonight" Jacob desperately needed to go, but he was pushing for me to answer.
"Call me" I smiled.
"Not after six" Jacob winked and ran out the garage. I had the urge to chase after him and watch him in action as he rescued someone from a burning building, looking sexy in his fireman slacks and his helmet, but then I remembered my daughter sat in our car.
Once home I busied myself with anything I could while waiting for my phone to ring. Nessie was happy sat watching her children's TV show and I made some dinner for Edward to reheat when he got home from work. My stomach flipped with excitement when my phone started ringing, I waited for a few rings not wanting to seem too keen, but couldn't wait longer than the third "Hello?"
"Hey, I'm sorry I had to run off like that" Jacob's husky voice filled the other end of the phone and my heart skipped a beat.
"No it's fine" I smiled forgiving him instantly.
"I want to ask you something, what are you doing tonight?" Jacob asked.
"Nothing" I bit my bottom lip with anticipation.
"You are now, meet me at the garage at 8" Jacob told me, I didn't really have a choice, but I didn't really want a choice.
"Okay" I agreed and the line went dead.
I didn't waste time in getting ready; I had a shower and left my hair natural and wavy. I put on a red dress that hugged my curves and matched them with a pair of Christian Louboutins that Alice had bought for me. I decided to leave my wedding and engagement rings on so that Edward wouldn't suspect anything by the time I was ready, he was home and sat on the couch having switched Nessie's cartoons over to today's football.
"Where are you off to?" Edward asked looking at my outfit.
"I'm going out with Angela and a few girls from work" I lied, it seemed all too easy to lie to him I felt guilty, but my excitement for tonight washed over anything else I was feeling.
"Have fun" Edward smiled.
"Thanks" I smiled back and left the apartment before I could be questioned any further.
I made the familiar route to the garage trying to fight off the shivers from my lack of clothing and the cool air. I kept my pace up as much as I could trying to avoid tripping over in my heels or being seen by someone I knew, not that I would be in a city this big, but you never know. One of the doors to the garage was slightly open allowing a small crack of light to shine out. I knocked on the door and stepped inside "Jacob?"
"Evening" Jacob appeared from somewhere smiling as he took in my outfit. He looked incredible in an open leather jacket, tight black t-shirt and dark jeans, his military boots still on his feet.
"I hope my outfit is appropriate for what we're doing tonight?" I questioned, he was dressed more casually, but that was his style.
"I wouldn't worry, it's not going to be on for long" Jacob smirked.
"Funny" I laughed sarcastically, his innuendos were annoying especially when the moment was inappropriate.
"I'm joking" Jacob laughed "Your outfit will be fine, I just need to add a few things"
"What?" I questioned raising my eyebrow as he disappeared into a room, he returned a few seconds later carrying a biker jacket and a helmet "No way...no I am not wearing that!"
"Bells your hair is pretty and all, but safety first and I would hate for you to die" Jacob spoke and before I could argue and refuse to wear it, he placed the helmet on my head "Perfect fit"
"Dick" I mumbled.
"What was that?" Jacob smirked and swung the jacket around holding it up behind me, helping me into it "Your dress is also pretty and I would hate for it to be ruined which is why I got you one of these"
"Great, so you dress me up and make me look like a complete ass, so what are we doing?" I asked so far not enjoying our date.
Jacob laughed at my obvious unamused expression and grabbed hold of an old, dirty cloth pulling it back to reveal a large shiny black Harley Davidson, complete with leather seat with enough room for two people and silver rimmed wheels "Say hello to my little friend"
"My dad will kill me if he finds out I've ridden a motorbike" I shook my head.
"Your dad isn't going to find out" Jacob smirked as he threw his leg over, straddling the leather seat, he kicked the ignition down and the engine roared to life, a boyish grin spread across Jacobs face and I knew he was enjoying himself "Now are you getting on or not?"
I narrowed my eyes glaring at Jacob and slid onto the seat behind him. I scooted as close to him as I could go, enjoying the warmth radiating off of his back. Jacob eased the bike forward before revving the engine and pulling out into the traffic of New York. I hid my face in his shoulder, too scared to see how fast we were going; it was bad enough feeling how fast we were travelling. My arms tightened around his waist, frightened that if I let go I would fall off.
"Bells?" Jacob yelled to me over the noise of the engine and the city around us.
"Yes?" My voice came out as a muffled squeak as I still refused to look up.
"You're missing all of the fun" Jacob chuckled knowing that I was hiding "It's going to be okay, do you really think I'm going to let you get hurt?"
Jacob's words brought comfort to me and I slowly lifted my head from his shoulder and opened my eyes. He was right, I was missing everything. New York is such a beautiful city and when you go through your everyday life you don't appreciate everything in this way. It was beautiful.
Before long Jacob pulled up against the sidewalk, he stepped off the motorbike and turned to me. I thought he was going to give me his hand to help me off, but instead he threw my arms over his shoulder and pulled me off into a fireman's lift "JAKE PUT ME DOWN!" I screamed and he set me down on the sidewalk laughing.
Jacob took my hand and led me into the restaurant, I wasn't afraid of being seen with him in fact my hand in his, my pale skin against his russet skin seemed natural. The hostess took us over to our table; the restaurant was filled with other couples and business type men. Jacob pulled out my seat and waited for me to sit down before taking his own seat.
"Isabella" I would have usually grimaced and corrected Jacob for using my full name, but I liked the way it sounded coming out of his mouth "Tell me more about you"
"I'm 26-years-old, originally from Forks, Washington where my dad was chief of Police, my mother lives in Jacksonville with my stepdad and I am deadly afraid of spiders"
"Spiders…really?" Jacob chuckled raising his eyebrow.
"Yes, they have too many legs" I shivered at just the thought of a spider "Tell me about you"
"I'm 28-years-old, born and bred in New York City" Jacob smirked.
"What about your parents?" I questioned.
"My dad is in a wheelchair and my mom passed away when I was 12" Jacob looked down at the table. I bit my lip, instantly feeling bad for bringing the subject up.
"I'm sorry" I apologised.
"No, its fine you didn't know" Jacob looked up and smiled his boyish grin.
Our dinner came and the whiff I got of my Chow Mein made my stomach growl. I watched impressed as Jacob picked up his chopsticks and dived straight into his dinner, the wooden sticks looking tiny and fragile in his giant hands. I picked up my fork and tucked in.
"Bella, what are you doing?" Jacob asked and I looked up to see him watching me.
"Eating my dinner?" I questioned raising my eyebrow.
"You can't have Chinese food without chopsticks!" Jacob's jaw dropped open and he seemed shocked to have come across someone who wasn't using chopsticks in a Chinese restaurant. I looked around at tables near us and everyone else seemed to be using them.
"I don't know how to use them" I whispered, suddenly worried that I was being disrespectful.
"Watch and learn" Jacob picked up his own pair and demonstrated how to use them; he reached across the table and corrected the positioning of my hand. Once I had the sticks in the right position he tried to show me how to pick up food, but of course me being me, I dropped them in my food. Sighing, I picked one up, stabbed a piece of chicken and placed it in my mouth.
We just sat in the restaurant for a few more hours enjoying each other's company. My cell phone buzzed on the table and Edward's name flashed on the screen. Jacob looked down and grabbed his beer bottle leaning back in his chair. I picked up the phone "Hello?"
"Hey, not to nag, but what time do you think you'll be home?" Edward's voice filled the other end of the phone.
"I don't know, maybe in the next hour, is there a problem?" I asked.
"No, everything is fine. I'm just wandering what sort of time you'll be home" Edward didn't sound right, his breath was uneven and he sounded almost flustered.
"Alright, soon" I answered and pressed the red button, disconnecting our call.
Jacob leaned forward again placing his bottle back on the table "I take it our time is up?"
"Yep" I popped the p and sighed grabbing my bag.
Jacob paid the hostess and took my hand as we exited the restaurant; his Harley Davidson was where he left it, glistening under the city lights. Jacob turned to me and without warning crashed his lips to mine. I opened my mouth to him and our tongues danced together as Jacob's hand wrapped itself in my hair, his other hand wandered around my body. I couldn't stop myself and my hand slid up his top grazing over his abs earning a low moan from Jacob.
"We should get you home" Jacob whispered as he pulled away leaning his forehead on mine.
It didn't take long for Jacob to get back to my apartment building, me giving him directions from the back. Once we were there he stepped off and gave me his hand to help me off "I would kiss you, but I don't know who could be watching" I chuckled.
"Its fine" Jacob smiled "I'll see you soon"
"Yes" I nodded and smiled as I stood and watched Jacob speed off on his bike, looking like some sexy heartthrob from a movie. I got my keys out of my bag and turned to the door, but stopped in my tracks when I saw someone I recognised "Tanya?"
The woman with strawberry blonde hair turned to me and smiled, she seemed very dressed up in a tight black knee-length dress, red lipstick and black stilettos. Tanya was incredibly sexy and had a figure that would make every woman envious wherever she went. Unfortunately that didn't distract from the fact she was an egotistical bitch. "Bella" Tanya smiled her fake smile.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Visiting an old friend" Tanya was very patronising and right now I wanted to punch her. My hatred for her started back two years before me and Edward got married, she was his ex-girlfriend and wasn't particularly happy that he left her for plain old Bella.
"Oh good" I forced a smile through gritted teeth "I have to go and make sure my husband and daughter are okay"
"Of course you do, see you around" Tanya smiled showing off a set of perfect, white teeth.
She turned and walked away, my middle finger saluted her "Fuck you bitch" I mumbled before entering the building.