Chapter 4

Greg. I ran out of the café and jumped into my truck. Who was that guy?

Slowly after returning behind the wheel of my car, I decided that I shall NOT tell Jacob about Greg. The last thing I need is a jealous, very angry Jacob hunting down poor Greg and throwing him off a cliff. I almost smiled at the image. Jacob is so funny sometimes. I finally park my car in the driveway but when I took the keys out of the ignition I didn't move. I just sat in the driver's seat running my fingers through my tangled brown hair. This is so freaky.

Is it Bella?

Great I'm talking to myself now. I am crazy. Maybe I was just seeing things and maybe that never happened. Yea…maybe I am just mad. Sighing, I unlock the door and slam it shut. Jake runs out of the house faster than lightning and was in front of me in seconds.

"Are you okay?"

"Yea I'm fine," I told him.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Jacob."

"Positive?"

"Yes!"

Jake didn't say anything else, he just took a step back.

"Sorry I didn't mean to yell Jakie," I took a step closer to him and rubbed his shoulder.

"It's okay. As long as you're okay, I'm okay," He wraps his arms around my waist.

I tossed and turned in the sheets of our bed. It's cold! Jake must have the air conditioning on high or something. I snuggle closer to him, too lazy to check the temperature, and enjoy the warmth of my own personal heater. Suddenly, the phone rings! Ring! Ring! RIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGG! I "try" to get of the bed but Jake's arms snake around my waist protectively. Oh no, he's starting this again…it'll be impossible to get out this now.

"Noooo," He whines in his sleep.

I ignore him and stretch, grabbing the phone and pressing the talk button. "Hello?"

"Hello Bella," Greg's voice comes from the other line.

"Um…Hi." I awkwardly replied.

"Did you confirm everything with your husband?"

"Not yet but we will be leaving tonight."

"Do you have a cell phone number?"

"Yes, actually. 876-888-900."

"Ah yes. Could you please repeat that? I would like to write it down."

"Gladly. 876-888-900."

"Thank you. I will contact you as soon as possible."

"Okay. Bye Greg."

"Bye."

The call ended. I put the phone back on its charger and crawl back into comfort because escaping Jake's arms does not leave you in a comfortable position, especially if he's really persistent. And He is!

One of his eyes opens. "Who's Greg?" He snuggles up more next to me.

"A guy…." How do I word this? Jake…I met this guy you see at the café yesterday, he's weird, he offered me a job, and after he paid for my meal he disappeared into thin air! Yea… your wife's kind of crazy right now Jakie. I'll be fine. I can't tell him that!

He arches an eyebrow. "A guy? What guy?"

"Well…when I ran out yesterday to the café I met this guy…"

"And he comforted you…when I couldn't," Jake couldn't look at me anymore.

"No! That's not it!"

"Then who is he?"

"He offered me a job as a teacher and Jake, I want to take it."

"That's great!"

"Really?"

"Yea!"

"Good…cuz I was getting a little worried there."

"What school will you be working," Jake's child-like big brown eyes gazed at me.

"None. He hired me as a home school teacher."

"Home-schooling?"

"Yup."

"When do you start? Cuz…I really wanted to take you back to Phoenix," His eyes fell.

"I start a week after we come back from our second honeymoon Jakie," I assured him.

"Good," His sly grin appears, "cuz' I want you all for myself." He moves closer to me. Then his lips, hungrily, took mine and mingled with my tongue. Maybe him knowing about Greg isn't such a bad thing after all. Or is it?