Bella's POV:

I stared at him in disbelief. Was he angry that I had made a move on him? That I had kissed him? Wasn't that what he wanted me to do? Wasn't that how I was supposed to show him that I wanted him? That I needed him?

"I want this." I whispered, as I watched Jacob pace in front of me. I never felt so helpless.
"I want you." I whispered again. He didn't stop pacing. He didn't look up from his feet. He was thinking--perhaps angrily that I had kissed him.

Was it a mistake?

"Edward...doesn't matter." I murmured.
"Yes he does." Jacob snapped and glared at me. He was angry.
"Jacob..." I whispered and stood up next to him.

"The only way I know how to tell you... that I want you...is the fact that I love you." I looked at him. This was only the second time I had ever said those words to him...but my heart spoke louder than ever before.

"What?"
"I love you." I whispered again.

"What about Ed..." I shook my head and pressed my lips against his again. "I love you, Jacob."

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Jacob's POV:

I continued passing, watching the floor beneath my feet intently, waiting for her reply.

"I want this." she finally whispered. I paced again, this was unbelievable. I must be dreaming. Would I wake up before I was in too deep? "I want you." she repeated. I quickened my pace, hoping the speed would shake me awake.

"Edward . .doesn't matter." she muttered. My head shot up as I comprehended her words. "Yes he does." I snapped, scowling at her the best I could. She was lying. She had to be. After all this time, after all the love she had for him. Edward was nothing now? That couldn't me.
"Jacob . ." she began, approaching me. I tightened my fist into a ball, fighting the anger. "The only way I know how to tell you... that I want you...is the fact that I love you." she finished the thought. I stopped pacing when hearing what she said, looking her straight in the face.

"What?", there was no way I had heard her correctly. "I love you." she said it again, with more finality to it this time. "What about Ed..." before I could finish what I was saying she shook her head and kissed me once more. "I love you, Jacob." she murmured against my lips.

I couldn't think of a thing to say. There were so many questions I had for her. So many reasons I need to know the things she wasn't telling me. It was as though she was avoiding the subject of Edward all together.

My eyes wide, my mouth open in slight shock, I sat back down on the couch behind me. I was lost in thought, in a sea of questions I needed to know the answer to.

"Look, Bella." I spoke, "I'm sorry." I said calmly. "I didn't mean to yell, it's just. . .", I searched my mind for the right thing to say, how to word it correctly. "There is Edward, and then there is me. You chose him. And now, you come here and. . .", I was at a loss for description. "I'm just very confused. Did you change your mind? And if so. . why now? And what are you going to do about it?" I looked up at her face with questioning eyes, hoping I had said enough to where she couldn't avoid it this time.

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Bella's POV:

I knew that he doubted my words, and if not doubt, he questioned me as to what I really wanted from him. He wondered if I was playing a trick on him.
"I...I never really had just one option, remember Jacob? You always told me that. That I had more than one option." I hesitated, glancing at him and then at his tempting lips. I didn't want him to think I was avoiding the subject of Edward...
I just didn't want to hurt him anymore.

"I did change my mind." I whispered. "I dreamed...about you and me..." I began. "And ever since then...I could only question my decision. Question my happiness." I felt tears forming again. What was wrong with me?
I looked up at him. "Jacob...could you take me away from here? Take me away so we don't have to worry about werewolves or vampires. There won't be ... any imprinting. It'll just be you and me."

Jacob looked at me confused. "Imprinting?"
"You're going to find a girl who is much better...who isn't me...who is your imprint...and I'll..." I couldn't even form the words. I didn't want to.
"Take me away with you Jacob." I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him. "I love you, Jake. I do... and I wished you would believe me." I looked up at him again, looking into his deep eyes. I could tell he was thinking.
He was thinking hard.
He didn't know what to say to me...or... he knew, and just didn't know how to form his words.

"I had options Jacob...and is it not alright that I pick you? Don't you want me? And if you do... prove it." I dared at him, staring at him in the face.

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Jacob's POV:

The only thing I could do was listen. There was nothing I could say. No way that I could form words, at least none that would come out right or even understandable. I couldn't seem to wrap my mind around the idea that Bella wanted me. That she could possibly choose me over Edward.

This whole time I could see it. See the reason why I was so much better for her then him, perfectly. And now, I was at a lose. I knew I could love her as much, if not more, then he ever could. But her change of mind was so sudden, so out of the blue I had a hard time believing her.

Take her away from here? But where? Where would we go? Surely we could find a place. I would find a place, if that's what she wanted. If it was truly me she had chose. Then a familiar word spilled from her perfect lips. My eyebrow pulled together, "Imprinting?" I was confused. Had I not made it clear that I had never imprinted?

As she explained I had to contain my laughter. I had told her once, and I would tell her time and time again until she learned to understand. There was no one else in this world for me. No one I would rather be with. I'd only ever see her, no one else, no matter how hard I tried.

Her arms wrapped tightly around me and I looked down to see into her eyes.

"I had options Jacob..." she stated clearly. I just nodded, proving I was listening. "And is it not alright that I pick you? Don't you want me? And if you do... prove it." Want her? Of course I wanted her. More then life, more then air or water. More then anything, I wanted her.

Prove it? How was I to prove it without making a move she had already made? Or was that what she was searching for? Did she want me to kiss her again? Prove it, I repeated her words to myself. Here it goes, I breathed one last time before taking the plunge.

My eager lips met hers in a desire filled kiss. I didn't hold back this time, I unleashed all the want I had for her. I tangled my fingers in her silky hair, pulling her close, not stopping for a breath. I was careful, but strong. This was what I wanted. What I've always wanted, all this time. From the moment on the beach years ago, to now.

How far could I take this without her pulling away? I didn't know. I wouldn't push my limits, I'd let her lead. For now, I just kept my lips to hers, parting for breath every so often and coming in from a different angle.

This felt more amazing then anything I'd ever felt. She was my very first kiss, and if all she said was true, she would be my last.