{{Disclaimer}}
This story is a work of fiction. The names of certain characters and places are from Stephenie Meyer's TwilightSaga. I'm just borrowing them for some fun. The rest of the characters, places, and incidents are product of my vivid imagination. Rated MA for mature content! Don't say I didn't warn you :)

Chapter 3
Jacob

{{{Jacob's Point of View}}}

I stepped out of the shower and wished I knew where the damn towels were. I've never really been the shy type so I walked out of the bathroom dripping wet and showing off my full monty.

"Aye! Jakey what you doing? You wetting the floor, after I clean it!" Consuelo yelled walking right past me and handed me the towel I was looking for.

Consuelo Alvarez, was a middle aged Hispanic woman I hired to initially just clean my place everyday but the more she got to know me the more pity she had for me. She noticed I ate out every night because I honestly didn't even know how to boil water. I kept taking all my clothes to the drycleaners… boxers included. Without asking she just started cooking and washing my laundry and taking care of me as if I was her son. Well she did mention a few times that I reminded her, a lot of her oldest son in Puerto Rico. I guess that's why my nakedness around her never fazed her once.

"If my towel was in the bathroom instead of the linen closet, then I wouldn't have had to come out here wetting the floor." I smiled at her.

She tucked a piece of her pepper black and white hair behind her ear before placing both of her hands on her hips, "Oh si? You might want to get your eyes checked eh? Porque(Because) I know I put towel in bathroom for you."

I shook my head, "No, see…" I gulped when I looked back into the bathroom because sure enough there it was hanging where it always hung.

"Ah-ha, see mami knows best," She slapped my ass before heading towards the kitchen.

I laughed as I headed towards my bedroom to get dressed. I looked at the clock when I walked into my room. "Shit." I'm going to be late… again. Today I was having a meeting with the city council over the "Spokane Bridge Project" because that's exactly how I wanted to spend my day.

"Jakey, your breakfast ready!" Consuelo yelled from the kitchen, but I'm pretty sure that everyone in the neighborhood heard her.

"Okay!" I yelled back as I pulled on a pair of clean jockeys, while making my way to the closet. I slid on my light blue button down shirt, stepped into my black Dockers, and while I buttoned and zipped the fly I looked around for clean socks. After putting on my black dress shoes, and stuffing my wallet in the back pocket, I slid on my watch and ran a hand through my hair. Perfect. Well, except for the whole being late part.

I was about to walk out the door when Consuelo stopped me handing me my coffee and breakfast "to-go". I leaned down to her tiny five foot frame and kissed her cheek before I left for the day. By the time I made it home she would be gone and dinner would be in the microwave.

I walked into my office wiping the crumbs of the breakfast I ate while sitting in traffic.

"Your late boss," The tiny secretary Alice said as she greeted me with a ton of memos in her hands.

"I know that Tinkerbelle, how long have they been waiting?" I said as I brushed past her to take a peek at the council as they sat around the long black table in the meeting room.

She looked down at her wrist watch, "Oh, just about twenty minutes of so."

"Fuck… alright how do I look?" I straighten myself up as her amber eyes roamed over my body critically.

She shrugged her shoulders, "It'll do."

"Gee, thanks." I mumbled under my breath.

"We discussed this remember, you're totally not my type." She went around and sat behind her desk with an evil smile on her lips.

"Feeling is mutual sweet heart." I tapped her desk before I headed into the meeting.

The meeting was long but eventful, and since I had the city there I brought up a side project I needed them to do. I wanted the city to re-pave the roads in La Push. I grew up there with my Quileute tribe and family. The last time I visited, the roads were all cracked and uneven. The members of the council all nodded their heads and put it in their "to-do" list. I just hope they would actually go through with it.

By the time they left and I was free to go back to doing my job as a construction engineer for the city of Seattle. Alice was sitting all honky-dory eating a sub sandwich at her desk.

"I hope you got me one of those." I pointed towards her sub as my stomach growled.

The corners of her lips turned up in a smile before she took a sip from her cup. "It's on your desk, next to the cell phone you left on your desk… again."

As childish as it was I stuck out my tongue at her. I heard her giggle as I sped walked towards the sub with my name on it. The moment I sat behind my desk I was about to unwrap the sub to devour it whole, I was so hungry but the name that was actually printed on the wrapper stopped me… Bella's Place.

I smiled as I thought about Bella. She looked like one of those sexy Anime cartoon characters. She was short, about 5'3", and thin with, long, long, soft brown hair, and big bright eyed chocolate colored eyes. I still can't place where I've seen her before. I knew she looked familiar and I wanted to ask her, but I didn't want to seem like I was coming on to her as late as it was. I didn't want her to worry about me being some kind of pervert. Bella… I love that name. Maybe I should stop by and pick up some of those free brownies she offered me, as an excuse to see her again. Wait I have a girlfriend, that I've been with for a few months now…

My cell phone vibrated on the desk, looking at the caller-id, it read "Boo Calling." Right on cue as if she knew I was just thinking about her.

"Hey Vanessa," I answered.

"What happened to you last night?" She whispered out.

"Why are you whispering?" I whispered back.

She giggled, "Because I'm at work and I shouldn't be on the phone right now. I miss you."

"I miss you too." I sighed, thinking: Liar, you were just thinking of another woman before you had to remind yourself you had a girlfriend.

"Well…" She prompted still whispering.

"Oh, right… I left the phone here in my office again."

"Okay, well can we do dinner tonight?"

"Yeah, sure we can." I rubbed my temple as it began to throb for some unknown reason. Maybe my hunger was causing it.

The sandwich was something made from heaven the steak strips were perfectly tender and juicy. The flavors exploded in my mouth. Not only did Bella supposedly make the best brownies but I know for a fact that she made the best steak subs. As wrong as it was, I couldn't help the attraction I had towards Bella, and when I shook her hands, that spark… I know she felt it too because she was quick to withdraw her cold fragile little hand away from mine.

The day was winding down. Alice left, but not before she reminded me to take my cell phone this time. I left shortly after her, rolling up the prints for the Bridge we were going to hopefully expand to a total of six lanes, three lanes going, and three lanes coming. Hopefully that will help with the traffic in the long run. But of course the bridge being as old as it is we were going to have to re-enforce the pillars base. I had an hour to kill before meeting up with Vanessa, and here I stood in front of Bella's Place.

I walked into the bakery, the sound of chiming bells announced my entry and the smell of cake batter, with chocolate all lingered in the air.

"I'll be right with you!" I heard someone yell from the back somewhere.

"Take your time!" I yelled back, as I looked at the little bit of goodies they had out on display. This place must be really popular for half of the sweets to be completely gone and in some areas there would be only one cookie or one piece of cake left.

"Okay, sorry about… Jacob?" There she was big brown eyes with dust of flour on her cheeks and forehead. The more I stared at her the more her cheeks got all rosy red.

"Hey," I smiled back at her.

"Um, let me guess you're here for the brownies right?" She said wiping her hands on the white apron as she came around to greet me.

Actually I came here to see you…

"You caught me," I said instead. Her beautiful long hair was all twisted up in a messy bun with a few stray hairs tickling the side of her beautiful fair neck, I found myself wanting to take the place of those stray hairs.

She chuckled, "Alright, well I just got threw baking a batch so not only do you get them for free, but you're getting them freshly made too. Give me a second?"

"Sure, sure," I replied, just as the phone shrilled to life.

I heard her answer it and I know I shouldn't have been listening, but I couldn't help it.

"What? Are you serious?" (Pause) "How long have you known about it?" (Pause) "Edward," She sighed as if she was disappointed. "No, it's not okay. When am I ever going to see you?" (Pause) "Swear? Cross your heart and hope to die." I couldn't help but chuckle at that. She sounded just like my little niece when she wanted me to go to her birthday party last year… "I won't hold my breath." She slammed the phone down on the receiver, and I couldn't help but wonder if this Edward was her boyfriend or maybe her husband? A beautiful woman like her wouldn't be single…

"Hey, sorry about that, here you go." She smiled but her smile didn't reach her eyes.

I never met the guy and shit I didn't even know him, but I already didn't like him, for doing whatever it is that he's doing to her, "Thanks, uh, my secretary was in here earlier and she brought me a steak sub from here?"

"Oh, yeah? We actually just started making those about two weeks ago as a trial run. As it turns out its actually quite popular so we might keep it and add it to the menu." This time she beamed.

"You should it was great, the best steak sub I've ever had."

"Really?"

"Really," I nodded.

She blushed and looked down at her shuffling converse sneakers.

"So how's the Jeep?" Why am I sticking around? This isn't good. I already like her a little bit too much.

"It's running, and I know I need to take it to a mechanic… Hey can you recommend me to any one you trust? Because I honestly don't know anyone who's not going to take advantage of a female that doesn't know anything about cars." She pouted and I wanted to kiss her lips so bad… Focus Jake.

"Yeah I do,"

"Who?"

"Me." I would have smacked myself in the forehead in front of her, but then she would have thought I was crazy.

"You would do that?" She asked as she sexily bit down on her lower bottom lip.

Right now I'd do anything for you…

"Yeah, I told you I love to work on cars as a hobby. If you want we can start working on it this weekend." I mimicked her biting down on my own lip waiting for her response.

"That works for me. Where do we meet up?"

"Right here I'll swing by around noon?"

She smiled and my heart picked up its pace, "Perfect."

"Perfect," I echoed, thinking: I'm in trouble.

I jogged up the steps to the fancy restaurant I was supposed to meet up with Vanessa. I didn't belong here, in these types of fancy places, sure my bank account did, but I grew up poor. Well "poor" according to the patrons that were sitting and eating in this very place. I had a sense of family and I felt loved… well whenever my Dad, William Black, aka Billy, wasn't away fishing with his crew, which consisted of one other member… Charles Swan, aka Charlie, my godfather. The good thing about them was whenever they had a big catch they only had to split the winnings between the two of them… so I guess it was smart of them. Of course as a kid I was always in awe when my dad would come back with stories to tell about being out in the open sea "Where anything can happen," that was always his opening line. I internally laughed re-calling the memories.

I haven't seen my old man in a while, I should make plans to see him soon…

"Jacob, over here," Vanessa waved just as the hostess was about to ask me something.

I nodded and worked my way past several tables to get to her. Vanessa was a little bombshell, she was all black-haired, copper-eyed, and built like a woman. She was a barely five-foot package of pure TNT. She dressed like a woman. I've never seen her wearing an old sweat shirt five sizes too big or a pair of low-slung baggy jeans.

I leaned down and gave her a quick kiss on her full lips, but she grabbed my face holding me there wanting to deepen the kiss. I laughed and pulled away she smiled, "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too," I replied as soon as I was sitting down across from her.

"So how's work?" She asked propping her elbows on the table, resting her chin on her hands.

"Good, keeping me busy," I replied automatically as I scanned the menu.

"Babe, we need to talk," She dropped her hands from her chin and looked down at them.

Nothing good ever came after the words, "we need to talk." I began to think back on my actions over the last week and wondered if it was something I had done that caused the This-is-not-so-easy-to-say look on Vanessa's face. I sat back in the booth waiting for her to continue. When the waiter came to the table she seemed relived for the distraction.

"Two shots of Patron," she told him and he walked away.

"Okay, what's up?" I prompted her.

"I was thinking that you and I should get away this weekend. I've missed you and I really, really, really want to be with you. Just you and me, the beach, somewhere where it doesn't rain every day," she reached across the table and placed her hands on mine.

"What is this about?" I asked slipping my hands away.

She shrugged her shoulders, "Nothing I just want to get away with you. Can't a girlfriend want to be selfish and have her boyfriend to herself with no distractions?"

"Yeah sure, but this weekend doesn't work for me, you know I'm working on that project with the bridge Nessie, I can't go anywhere for the next two to three months." I huffed and looked around the quiet restaurant wanting to get out. I had no idea where this feeling of anxiety was coming from.

"I love it when you call me Nessie," she traced a pattern with her forefinger on the top of my hand.

"Can we leave?" I asked her.

She smiled playfully and nodded.