Hello everybody, so, I apologize for the long wait for the latest chapter of this story, I have a lot going on. One person asked me why each chapter were so short, I write short chapters for two reasons, I, personally, find it easier to...but also I have a lot going on in my life that I have to take care of, if you want to know more about that, just PM me and I'd be happy to answer any questions.

Also, I got asked to write a Jared/Bella story, so I will but I need a few more idea's so if anyone has any idea's they would like to share write and let me know.

I was also asked me to start dedicating specific chapters to people, so I'm dedicating this chapter to KittieKat121 who has read and reviewed to every single one of my stories, so thank you.

Thank you to everyone else that reviewed as well. Hope you are enjoying the story!

Bella's POV

The morning sun woke me up as it filtered through my open curtains. The rays bounced around my room and settled on my pillow, right in my face. I rolled over onto my front and looked at the little alarm clock that rested peacefully on my bed side table.

7; 32 it flashed at me; an hour till I had to spend the entirety of my Saturday working, at none other than the 'Newton's Fishing and Hiking Shop'. What was better than this? It meant that I had to work with chatterbox Mike Newton for nearly six hours.

My thoughts flew back to the night before, after the kiss between myself and Sam; I decided I didn't want to see Jacob and his new girlfriend. So Sam drove my old truck back to mine with me inside. We ended up watching movie's until the sun set and Sam bid his goodbyes.

The night was perfect. Sam was like a human radiator and the heat was comforting. I felt so safe and secure in Sam's presence, nothing else in the world at that time mattered.

I jumped out of bed, collected my towel and ran for the bathroom. The shower was already warm from Charlie leaving the heating on. The water engulfed my thoughts. The water trickled through my hair and down my back, relaxing each and every muscle.

A bang of the door downstairs frightened me.

"Bella?" A husky male voice yelled up the stairs. Sam. I couldn't help the smiled that lit up my face.

"In the shower, I'll be down in five."

"Ok." Movement downstairs was obvious, but what Sam was doing was another thing entirely, I couldn't hear what he was doing.

I shut the shower off and wrapped the fluffy pink towel around my naked body. The walk towards my room was freezing; the air wrapped itself around me causing me to shiver.

I threw on the first items of clothing that my hands came into contact with, which happened to be a pair of ripped skinny jeans and a big baggy dark blue jumper.

Sam was down stairs. My heart raced in anticipation, blocking my ears and drumming loudly. The stairs creaked as I made my way down them. The smell of bacon and fresh eggs hit me straight in the face like a hard slap.

Sam was cooking for me. My heart warmed.

"Morning beautiful" he greeted me as I entered the smallish kitchen. I was right, there was eggs and bacon on the table.

"What's all this?" Sam looked sheepishly at me.

"I thought you might like breakfast before you went to work."

"How did you know I was working today?"

"You told me last night." That made sense. He wasn't just stalking me.

I took a large slice of crispy bacon and chewed on it. Was this how me and Sam would end up?

"You have to be at work soon, Bells. Do you want me to drive you in?" I smiled at Sam. Although it was lovely all the attention, I was an independent women, I liked to do things my own way.

"Urm...actually, I have to go somewhere on the way so its ok thanks." Sam looked intently at me before nodding his head and dropping the situation!

"I'm patrolling for the majority of the day today, but I was wondering if you'd like to go out for dinner tonight?" My heart pounded against my chest, screaming at me to say yes. My mind seem to flutter back to Edward as Sam sat down in one of the far too small kitchen chairs. Edward used to sit at the table and watch me, just watch me, in a creepy type of way. Although Sam was sat there looking at me, he also had a plate of food in front of him which he was munching on normally. The in-normality of the whole situation seemed unreal. First a cold, stone hard vampire sat in my kitchen, then a hot and fuzzy werewolf. My life was so un-normal.

"Ok, yes, that sounds lovely." I smiled at Sam before turning and walking to find my car keys. "I've got to go." Sam cleared the kitchen then met me outside as I locked the door.

"Ok tonight." He whispered as he pulled me into his arms and kissed me lightly. The kiss was perfect, just like the rest of Sam.

Without another single word he turned on his heels and ran towards the woods that subsided right next door to my house.

My truck sat patiently outside my house for me as I watched Sam disappear. Maybe this was the only normal part of my day, driving to work and talking to a normal human being, or at least I assume Mike is human, don't tell me he might turn out to be a pixie, or an elf.

The truck was warm and cosy as I sat inside the front seat and started the engine, which didn't fall to make me jump yet again.

The drive to work was short. Not long enough in my opinion. I parked in one of the parking bays that were labelled 'STAFF PARKING ONLY'.

I used the back door to enter into work and made my way to the staff room to dump my jacket before I went to stand on till for the first hour of my work.

"Morning Bella." I looked up to see Mike smiling brightly at me. He reminded me of a cartoon character, the dimples and the blonde flick-y hair.

"Hey." I answered bluntly. Edward never like Mike, he said his thoughts were 'impure'. For once in my life, I wished I could mind read and see what Mike really thinks about when he looks at me.

The dingle of the bell of the front door informed us that a customer had walked in.

"Jared...Hurry up man." A male voice called to the man that had just walked through the door. The man – I assumed – was called Jared.

The man was stood bare foot in front of me. My eyes kept looking up, his defined legs poked out from some cut of jeans. They reminded me quite of Sam's. His well built chest was on full display to the world, without a t-shirt to cover it. My eyes met with his and my world titled. Broke into two.

His dark eyes were full of lust and need, they portrayed every single emotion I had never felt around Edward. My breathing hitched as the man stared right back at me...not moving...frozen.

That familiar pull in the bottom of my stomach flared again, although this time it was towards Jared and not Sam.

SHIT.

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