I couldn't believe how lucky I was. As I lay on Quil's bare chest at seven in the morning, I amazed myself. He wasn't a werewolf yet, and he was not a vampire, so there was no difficulty... in bed. And he was unimaginably beautiful as the sun shone on his face, sparkles appearing naturally, bouncing off the bare skin.

"God damn you're beautiful," I said in explicit joy and a deep laughter formed in Quil's throat. I stared blissfully at his face and hugged him in pure joy.
We joined in a kiss and I felt the morning coming together.

Everything was pointing towards this day being pretty good, and I couldn't stop smiling.

"May I present to you: The Odd Couple," Paul said as he poked his head in the little crack in the door. "You guys should get up, Jake's on his way." A devastated face disappeared out the door and closed it in a small slam behind him.

I figured the fun was officially over, but as I tried to get out of bed, Quil pulled me back in. I giggled as he kissed my neck and cheerfully announced:
"It'll take at least 10 more minutes, Bells."

The excitement of the coitus was amazing! The heat of Quil's body mixed in with the heat of that Jacob could walk through the door any minute and Paul probably being right outside got me going deliciously.

It had never been this way before! There was a risk that Jacob would see me naked, or Paul would hear everything and talk about it with Jake in exquisite detail.
But it was so good. It was like your first candy bar all over again.

His steaming hot body flexed in the ultimate strain and his face tightened for a few seconds before a warm, red grin appeared on his face.
Simultaneously, I felt the world shake and shiver, and my whole body stopped the universe for a full five seconds before I could relax and lay back down on Quil's chest.

Someone knocked on the door the second I could breathe out.
"Bella, Quil, are you in there?" It was Jake.
"Perfect timing!" I whispered in Quil's red ear and bit his earlobe in a huge grin. I got out of bed quickly and got dressed. After a few seconds of sighing about Jake being here, Quil got dressed as well.

"Are you on an errand, Jacob?" Quil asked formally, aggravating Jake. I smiled at how easily he was enraged, and I put my arms around Quil's torso just for a reaction. His rage dropped, and his shivering stopped abruptly.
I was indifferent.

"I'm here to talk to Bella alone," he said casually, putting his hands in his pockets and smiling half-heartedly at me.

I looked at Quil for support; I really didn't want to talk to Jacob, not after what Paul had confessed to, not after how Edward had driven Quil out of town...

"What is it you want to talk about?" Quil said, less formal this time, putting his arms around me and pushing me slightly backward.

"This is between me and Bella, Quil, none of your business," Jake growled.

"I'm his girlfriend, I am his business," I hissed. I hated how Jacob tried to take control constantly, trying to dominate us like puppets. But not this time!

"She's right. Anything you can say to her, you can say to me as well." Quil's voice was sincere and humble now, most likely hoping that Jacob would calm down. Jacob sighed, annoyed at how together Quil and I were.

"Fine." Jacob got down on one knee and smiled at how not Quil nor I reacted in any way to this. It was just one more of his control games.

"Isabella Swan, will you marry me?"