FIRST DATE JITTERS

My bed felt cold and empty without Jacob there.

"Oh who am I kidding?" I said out loud and got up.

There was no way I was going to be able to sleep again, not now, I was way too wound up. I sat on the edge of the bed and wondered if Jacob was feeling the same nerves I was about tonight. He seemed calm enough when he left – but that was Jacob, perpetually calm and sunny.

With a loud groan I stretched and got up. I walked towards my closet and opened the door. I stood there staring at the clothes before me. There was absolutely nothing I owned that Jacob hadn't seen me in before. That – was going to be an issue.

I didn't want to look frumpy by wearing a worn plaid shirt and jeans, but I didn't want to wear something he'd already seen me in either. I know Jacob didn't care about small details like clothes, but this was our first date and I wanted to make sure he knew that I put some kind of effort into it.

That made up my mind, I guess I now had a plan to pass the time today. I hated shopping for anything, but really hated clothes shopping with a passion. I got dressed and went downstairs to get some nourishment. Food was the last thing on my mind, my nervous stomach threatened to reject the Fruity Pebbles I had choked down.

I grabbed my car keys and headed downtown Forks to the only place I knew had anything worth wearing on a first date. I drove up to Jessie's Boutique and parked the car. Jessica had opened up her own clothing shop a few years back, she had a bit of a knack for fashion and style, so it only seemed natural that a clothing store would be her chosen path after college.

The large glass door swung open and a loud bell squealed out as I walked in.

"Well, if it isn't Bella Swan." I heard a bubbly voice call out.

I looked around and saw Jessica standing by the fitting rooms with a steamer in hand.

"Hi Jess." I shoved my hands in my pockets nervously.

"What brings you here? You're not – actually shopping – are you?" She asked mockingly.

"Well, yeah – actually. I am." The words coming out of my mouth sounded completely out of place.

Me – Bella Swan – shopping. Has hell frozen over?

"Oh." She cleared her throat. "What's the occasion?"

"Date." That was enough information, she didn't need to know my life story.

Jessica and I had remained acquaintances throughout the years, not really friends per say, but we were cordial to one and other when ever we spoke. Well, as cordial as possible in Jessica's case.

"About time you got over that Cullen guy." She snorted. So much for cordiality. "He was no good, I could tell."

Amazing how after so many years some people just never got over rejection. Jessica never forgave Edward for rejecting her in high school, he was in fact the only boy who had said no to her advances. I think she still hated me for dating him.

"So – are you looking for something dressy, casual or sexy?" She asked seemingly interested.

Were those my only options?

"Um… not a dress." No way in hell I would wear one. "Maybe a little dressy and sexy – but not trashy." I said feeling a little lame for not knowing how to really be girly.

"I don't carry trashy in my store Bella." She said a little annoyed. "What size are you anyway?" She shoved past me and started to tackle a clothing rack.

The hangers squealed and protested against the metal as she shoved them back and forth vengefully.

"I'm kind of between a small and medium." It had been so long since I had bought new clothes and frankly I wasn't sure what size I was.

Jessica turned her attention to me and eyed me up and down in concentration. She quickly returned back to the clothing rack and proceeded to pull out several tops. She made her way to another rack with pants and did the same.

"Here hold these." She shoved the clothes into my arms and went back to looking for more clothes.

There were clothes stacked clear up to my chin by the time she was done. She turned around and pushed me into the fitting room enthusiastically.

"Ok – go try them on, I'll wait out here and give you my opinion." She said with excitement.

Time to play human Barbie Doll. With an exasperated sigh I went into the dressing room and tried on several outfits.

"Doesn't fit right." Jessica scrutinized. "Too tight. Not edgy enough. Too plain."

After what felt like the fiftieth outfit I had had enough. I tried on a dark blue v-neck sweater that hugged my body in just the right places and some hip hugger jeans that really made my ass look good. The jeans had a floral patter in matching blue rhinestones on each of the back pockets. The sweater's v-neck scooped down just enough to reveal the top swell of my breasts, it really looked good.

I stood and looked at myself in the mirror and blushed at the thought of Jacob's reaction to the tight fitted clothes I had on. They were totally tasteful and not skanky in any way, but I still felt a little embarrassed.

"That's perfect!" Jessica squealed, popping her head into the dressing room. "Those jeans do wonders for you ass." She said blatantly.

I blushed shamefully. Maybe this was a little too much for a first date?

"Don't you think it's too much?" I asked timidly.

"Not at all, you look great, that color looks amazing on you." She seemed pleased with herself for finding it for me.

I let Jessica continue to gush over what a wonderful job she had done on me as she rung up my purchase. She managed to talk me into accessorizing my wardrobe with a black and blue necklace, faux emerald earrings and a pair of black wedge heel boots. Right as I was getting ready to leave, she stopped me.

"The perfect outfit is never complete without – the perfect lingerie." Before I could protest she walked over to the lingerie section of her store. "What size Swan?" She called out, racking through several bras.

"32B." I felt my cheeks get hot.

I never was one to buy sexy undergarments, Walmart and I had an understanding on comfortable cotton. But lacy and frilly were just too much for me.

She pulled out a black lace bra with a blue ribbon knit into the scalloped edge of the bra cup. The ribbon matched the sweater I had purchased perfectly. She then grabbed a pair of matching high cut panties.

"I don't know about this Jess…" I tried to protest, but was dismissed with a wave of a hand.

She rung up my offensively sexy lingerie and with a quick goodbye I headed back home.

I was exhausted from my day of shopping – I decided to try and take an hour nap before getting ready. I set my alarm and fell asleep amazingly without any difficulty. When my alarm went off I hurried to get ready, I jumped into the shower and made sure every last inch of me was clean.

My hair was styled in soft curls over my shoulders, I put a little bit of neutral eye shadow on followed by some mascara. I was going to try to put some eyeliner on, but thought better of it. I really didn't feel like ruining our date by making Jake take me to the hospital because I poked my eye out with eyeliner. They should really include a warning label on it. Warning: Not for the uncoordinated!

I rolled on some vanilla flavored lip-gloss and looked in the mirror satisfied. The door bell rang – I froze for a moment. I looked up at the clock on the bathroom wall – 3:58pm. Jacob was always very punctual. I took a deep calming breath and walked downstairs to answer the door.

"Wow – nice." Jacob looked me up and down appreciatively. "New outfit?" He looked at me with hunger veiled in the back of his eyes.

"Uh… yeah – kind of." I shrugged casually.

My cheeks got very, very hot. I took a step back and took a moment to appreciate the beauty which was Jacob Black. His hair was a sexy spiky mess. My eyes traveled down his body slowly as I took him in. He had on a fitted black t-shirt which showed off his perfectly sculpted biceps and abs and a pair of loose fitting jeans, which hung low on his hips. His right hand was tucked behind his back while his left hand was shoved into his front pocket. He flashed me a sexy smile as I looked at him hungrily.

"I feel a little casual now – next to you." He said taking a step inside.

"Don't – you look good." That was the understatement of the century.

"I – uh – brought you something." He said shyly.

His right hand slid out from behind his back to reveal a bunch of freshly picked wild flowers which he presented to me with the sweetest smile. I looked at him and then at the flowers in awe.

"Thank you so much Jake." I reached out and took the flowers from him, my fingers brushing against his softly – butterflies assaulted my stomach.

"I hope you like them." He said softly.

"I love them." I looked down appreciatively at the beautiful bouquet.

It was the perfect bunch of colorful redwood roses. Bright yellow ones with white rims, dark crimson red with a kiss of pink and bright white ones. Jacob had not missed a single detail, he had even taken the time to tie a simple white ribbon around the long stems decoratively.

I knew that redwood roses only grew near the Canadian border this time of year, I looked up at Jacob with amazement at his find.

"Where did you find these?" I asked in awe.

"I kind of had some time on my hands today. So I went for a run." He smiled brightly. "I didn't want to crush them with my teeth so I carried a basked with me."

"In your mouth?" I asked trying to picture a large russet wolf holding a basket in its mouth.

"Sort of." He said with chagrin.

"You're crazy." I chuckled.

"I know – but hey, it was worth it just seeing your face when I gave them to you." He smiled proudly.

My cup overflowed with happiness, I took a step forward and wrapped my arms around his waist in an appreciative hug. I buried my face into his chest and drunk in his musky, earthy scent.

"You're the best Jake." I mumbled against his chest.

"Well I wouldn't do that for just anyone you know?" He chuckled silently. "I probably looked pretty damn ridiculous carrying that basked with my teeth – and let me tell you – the drooling was very sexy."

His chest bobbed up and down with his laughter. I couldn't help joining in.

"Ok – so, shall we go?" He asked releasing me.

"Sure – let me put these in some water and get my coat." I said enthusiastically.

I hurried and filled a vase with water, after placing the flowers inside and setting it on the kitchen table I grabbed my jacket and headed outside with Jacob.

"Are you hungry?" He asked opening his truck's door for me.

"Yeah – a little I guess." I had only eaten a bowl of cereal this morning and my nerves had not settled enough for me to eat again.

I climbed into the seat and glanced in the back, there was a large picnic basket on the floor along with a medium sized ice chest.

"Where are we going?" I asked as he settled into the driver's seat.

"It's a surprise." He winked and started the engine.

We made small talk as we drove down the highway towards La Push. When we got to La Push, Jacob pulled off the side of the road. I looked over at him confused.

"Ok – a surprise isn't a surprise if you see it before it's time." He reached behind his seat and pulled out a bandana.

He folded it several times and held it out in both hands.

"You're not going to blindfold me – are you?" I asked nervously.

"Quit being a baby." He slid towards me with the bandana in hand. "If I don't it will ruin the surprise."

He smiled deviously and placed the blindfold over my eyes. I decided to play along and not give him a hard time. His large hands softly pulled my hair out of the way and tied the blindfold securely in place. I couldn't see a thing.

"Aren't you going to tie my hands behind my back?" I asked playfully.

"That's for later." He chuckled.

My stomach clenched hard – I shifted in my seat nervously. After a few minutes of silence the truck came to a stop. I heard the driver's side door open and then shut loudly followed by complete silence. The door next to me opened next with a gush of cold wind. I could smell the ocean breeze and hear the whining of seagulls in the background.

"Out you go." Jacob's large hands took me by the waist and pulled me out of the cab of the truck with ease.

He set me on the ground and took my hand.

"Come on." He said eagerly.

I took several cautious steps before I tripped and thudded against him.

"Easy." He chuckled.

After several more steps I tripped again – this time Jacob's arms caught me before I fell completely over.

"I think this will work better if I carry you."

Before I could protest I was swept up into his arms bridal style.

"I could have walked you know." I said with annoyance.

"Yeah – and then we'd get there tomorrow." I could practically picture in my mind how he was rolling his eyes.

The sound of waves crashing on the shore got louder and louder as Jacob carried me to an unknown destination. He came to a sudden stop and gently put me down on a soft surface. I could feel the warmth of a fire burning, its crackling and popping muffled by the crashing waves.

"I need to go back to the truck to get some stuff." Jacob said. "Can I trust you to sit here and not remove that blindfold until I come back?" He asked sternly.

"You want to leave me here alone and blindfolded?" What if someone came by and I didn't see them?

"Don't worry baby." Jacob chuckled softly. "I'll only be a minute or two. And we're completely alone here, no one is around." His soft touch on my shoulder was assuring.

"Hurry." I called out as I felt his hand leave my shoulder.

"I will." His voice called out from a distance.

I was left completely alone. The sound of the crashing waves, the crackling fire and seagulls were my only companions in my blindfolded darkness. I felt a hand behind my head and jumped startled.

"Relax Bells, it's me." Jake whispered softly.

My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest, he had really startled me with his sudden, silent approach. Jacob's hands untied and pulled the blindfold off slowly. I blinked and allowed my eyes to adjust to the light.

The first thing I saw was a large crackling fire. Its warm glow was inviting on this cold night. I then looked down beneath me, Jacob had set up several cushions on a large thick blanket on the sand. Beautiful, colorful wildflowers had been scattered around the entire area and there were several unlit lanterns propped in the sand surrounding us. The picnic basket and ice chest had been strategically set by the edge of the blanket. It was organic, romantic and very Jacob Black.

"When did you have the time to do all of this?" I asked incredulously.

"Well – I kind of cheated. Quil and Embry helped me out a bit." He sat down next to me on the blanket and took my hand in his. "Do you like it?" He asked shyly.

"I do." I said earnestly.

"Well I reckoned I better make this special." He raked his hand nervously through his hair. "Since this is our first real date." His cheeks turned slightly crimson at the last statement and he turned his eyes away from me shyly.

"It's perfect." I squeezed his hand lightly.

He turned back my way, his dark eyes lingered on mine with a sweet appreciative smile. I shivered from the intensity of it all.

"Are you warm enough?" Jacob asked concerned.

"Yeah." I was embarrassed I had been caught.

"I brought some extra blankets just in case it gets too cold for you." He said deeply.

It was such a sweet detail, but I had a feeling I wasn't going to be needing blankets with Jacob around, he always was so good at making sure I was kept warm in his arms. We stared out at the ocean in comfortable silence for a while and just took in the beautiful surroundings.

Jacob leaned over and pulled the picnic basked onto the blanket. He slowly lifted the lid and took out some cheese, crackers, grapes, several puffy golden brown pastries, a bag of lettuce and a jar of what looked like homemade dressing. He placed all the food on the blanket in between us and reached over for a bag, he took out some plates, utensils and napkins. He then opened the ice chest and pulled out, to my surprise, a bottle of white wine and a couple of sodas. Jacob hated wine, I had learned that a long time ago, but I had always loved it.

"Wine glass." He smiled proudly holding up a clear plastic cup.

He shuffled in his back pocket and pulled out his pocket knife. With a quick flip he pulled out the corkscrew attachment and opened the bottle of wine with ease. He poured half a cup full and offered it to me sweetly.

"Thanks Jake – you really didn't have to you know, I would have been happy with soda." I said earnestly.

"Sure, sure." He waved a hand at me dismissively. "Trust me, wine will probably go good with these."

He smacked his lips together and lifted a plate full of the puffy pastries.

"Emily's salmon dill puffs. Mmm…" He was practically salivating. "Ok – so I cheated again." He confessed. "Emmy put this all together." He pointed at the large spread in front of us. "But the wine was my idea." He smiled proudly.

I lifted the glass to my lips and took a small sip, it was light, crisp and fruity.

"This is really good Jake." I said taking another sip.

"I had to ask Charlie what kind you drank." He confessed with chagrin.

"And he didn't give you a hard time for potentially getting his daughter drunk?" I asked in mock surprise.

"I think the old man wants me to get you drunk." His deep chuckle echoed around us.

"Ha ha Black, very funny." I rolled my eyes playfully.

Jacob filled two large plates with food and handed me one while placing the other on his lap. He wasted no time in lifting a large salmon puff to his lips and taking a huge bite out of it. He groaned appreciatively as he chewed. I loved watching Jacob eat, he always did it with so much appreciation to whoever had prepared the meal.

I took a small bite out of the salmon puff; light, pillowy, flakey pastry surrounding creamy salty salmon and dill goodness. It was heaven on a plate. My tender anxious stomach welcomed the nourishment, while my taste buds soared from its yummyness.

Emily had to be one of the best cooks in La Push. She had convinced Sam to open up a little café on the rez, and of course, she didn't have to do much convincing, Sam would have given her anything she ever asked for.

I lifted the cup of wine to my lips and took another small sip – Jacob had been right, the wine was a perfect match to the meal. I watched Jacob grab a handful of grapes and toss them up in the air one by one, and then catching them in his mouth.

"Remind me to get Emily's recipe for these." I pointed to the salmon puffs. "They are delicious."

"I know." He tossed another grape up into the air and caught it skillfully with his mouth. "You know I am not very fond of salmon but these things are heaven." He picked another puff up and shoved the entire thing in his mouth. "S'goo…" He mumbled through a full mouth.

There was comfortable silence between us as we finished eating. The sun started to go down and it was starting to get a little chilly, I crossed my arms over my chest in an attempt at keeping warm. I knew that Jacob would get worried if I showed that I was too cold, so I tried to be casual about it.

I watched as Jacob grabbed a large piece of wood and moved the firewood around.

"Are you warm enough?" He asked adding a few more pieces of wood to the fire.

"It's starting to get a little chilly." I admitted timidly.

"Well come here then."

He smiled sweetly and opened his arms to me, I crawled over to him and sat next to him, allowing his arms to wrap around me protectively. The warmth of his skin was both inviting and comforting. Without warning, he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me over his leg until I was sitting between both of his thighs, his arms encircled me.

"There… Isn't that better?" He leaned his chin on my shoulder.

"Yeah." I said breathlessly.

We sat and watched the sky turn pink, orange and red as the sun started its decent into the horizon. The waves crashed melodically upon the shore lulling me into a trance like state. I was perfectly warm, comfortable and relaxed in Jacob's embrace.

"I really like this new outfit on you." His hands rubbed up and down my shoulders softly. "This color looks really good on you Bells. You should wear blue more often."

My face felt hotter. "Uh – thanks." I must have been blushing bad.

Jacob's chest rose and fell with his silent laughter as he captured a curl in between his long fingers.

"And thanks for wearing your hair down." He added appreciatively.

"Well, you said you liked it better like this – so I thought I'd try it out." I didn't want to sound too eager to want to please him, even though everything I had done today had been for just that one purpose.

"You're the best." He whispered huskily and nuzzled his nose into my neck.

There was a comfort in how casual we were being with one and other, Jacob and I had never had a problem with comfort – well except for that time when he avoided me, but that was only because he was trying to protect me, and not because he was purposely trying to hurt me.

His hands found mine, his long fingers threaded casually through mine over and over again. This was new. I was no stranger to holding Jake's hand, but he'd never played with my hands like he was doing right now.

"That feels nice." I admitted to him as our fingers caressed one and others.

You would think that Jacob's hands would be rough and callused with all of the work he did on cars, but they were actually very smooth and soft.

"Mmm… yeah?" He asked in a dreamlike tone.

"Mhmm…" I hummed in agreement.

I watched dreamily as his large russet hands engulfed my small pale hands over and over again. Jacob's nose nuzzled into my neck again softly, he took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"You smell good." He whispered huskily. "Like vanilla and strawberries."

"Strawberry shampoo." I pointed out. "And vanilla lip gloss. But that probably rubbed off when I ate." I felt like I was babbling.

Even with as comfortable and casual as we were being, my stupid nerves started to get the better of me.

"Mmm… sound yummy." He growled playfully. "Can I taste?"

He squeezed his arms around me a little tighter and then released with a breathy chuckle. Was he serious, or just being playful? He didn't say anything else, he seemed to drop the subject as soon as he had brought it up, but I was now curious and wanting to give him a taste, if that's what he really wanted.

"Yes." I said breathlessly.

"Hmm?" Jacob hummed dreamily.

"If – if you want." I whispered. "To taste." I clarified, just so there would be no confusion as to what I had meant.

We both sat there still and silent. His hands stopped moving against mine and my heart was beating loudly in my ears. Come on Bella, you're an adult now, you can do this. I gave myself a silent pep talk. I shifted my body in his arms and turned towards him.

Jacob's eyes met mine with an intensity I had not seen before from him. He looked at me almost as if he were studying my expression. I watched lustfully as his bottom lip slowly moved inwards and his tongue swept across it, moistening his lips invitingly.

I couldn't take my eyes off of his mouth. My own tongue moved on its own accord sweeping across my lips. A light taste of vanilla lingered on my tongue as I waited for Jacob's next move.

Jacob's right hand left mine and slowly slid up my arm, he didn't break eye contact once as his hand softly ran over my elbow and up towards my shoulders. I shivered as he reached my neck, his fingertips softly brushing over the hollow of my neck and then coming up to rest on my right cheek.

My breath hitched in the back of my throat as his large soft thumb slid out and slowly caressed my bottom lip. I swallowed hard as I watched him bring his thumb towards his mouth, his lips parted and he slowly slid his thumb in between them sucking it into his mouth. He slid it out with a slight popping sound.

"Mmm… yummy." A crooked smile played on his lips. "So… do you want some dessert?" His crooked smile turned into a full on grin, his beautiful white teeth glowing brightly.

"What?" I asked a little dumbfounded.

Was that it? He swept his thumb across my lips and he took a taste of it – somehow I had expected – well, more. I kinda had been expecting a kiss and not a casual thumb suck. I felt a little let down and annoyed. Hadn't I sent out the right signals to him? Was I in any way not clear that I wanted him to taste my lips? Ugh!

"Dessert." He repeated. "Do you want any?" He squeezed me in between his arms casually. "Emmy sent us some chocolate chip cookies for dessert. Mmm… and I have a surprise for later."

He licked his lips with anticipation. God, how could he possibly be thinking of food at a time like this? We had just been literally inches away from… Ugh, never mind, get over it Bella.

I watched him reach over to the basket and pull out a large zip top bag full of large round chocolate chip cookies. He carefully opened the bag and handed me a cookie.

"No thanks, you go ahead." I wasn't in the mood for food right now.

"Awe c'mon Bells, its Emmy's famous chocolate chip cookies." He waved the offending cookie in front of my face. "Light and crunchy outside and soft and chewy inside." He pinched off a piece and placed it in his mouth. "Mmm… melts in your mouth." He taunted.

He closed his eyes enjoying his cookie, he then brought the cookie to my lips and shoved it closer to my closed mouth.

"Bite." He instructed.

"You know – I'm not one of your pack members that you can just boss around." I snapped at him still a little annoyed and turned away from him.

"What's with you?" He asked surprised.

I sighed in exasperation. "It's – nothing. Just – enjoy your cookie." I stared out at the waves still feeling a little annoyed.

"Ok." He said casually and proceeded to enjoy the rest of his cookie.

Ugh! Jacob Black was the most exasperating man I'd ever met in my entire life. I continued to watch with annoyance as the waves crashed upon the shore. Maybe this had all been a huge mistake. I was seriously ready to throw in the towel when I felt Jacob's arms encircle me again and with a light tug he laid us both back on the blanket, his right arm resting behind his neck while his left arm created a comfortable pillow for my head.

"It sure is peaceful out here." He said in a soft husky voice.

We lay there in silence for what felt like forever watching the stars slowly pop into the night sky.

"I'm sorry I upset you." He sighed deeply.

I didn't say anything in response, I had been a little annoyed, but not upset.

"I didn't mean to ruin things." He continued softly.

"You didn't." I couldn't bare the thought that he was blaming himself for my annoyance.

Jacob was my best friend and always went beyond the call of duty to make me happy and comfortable, and now – I was the one that was acting like a spoiled child throwing an unnecessary tantrum. What was wrong with me?

"I know you what you wanted Bella…" He trailed off with a sigh. "But – s'just that I don't want to ruin things by rushing into anything, I'm prepared to take things slow."

He wanted to go slow. How slow was slow? I guess I could understand the logic behind not rushing, but we were both adults and we obviously had an attraction towards one and other, so why should we be so cautious and move at the pace of a snail?

"Slow…" I sighed.

"Yup." He popped the P. "Slow." He stated again with conviction.

I bit the corner of my bottom lip anxiously.

"So, exactly how slow is slow?" I didn't dare take my eyes off of the night sky, I don't think I could bare looking at his face right now.

He sighed deeply. "You're not going to make this very easy on me – are you?" He asked point blank.

"W-what?" I stuttered nervously.

"You're really testing my self control here Bells." He admitted openly.

I blushed at the thought of Jacob losing control with me. God, if only… I'm not even going to finish that thought.

"Really?" I asked curiously.

He let out a loud breath. "Do you honestly think this is easy for me?" I felt him stir next to me, but I didn't look his way. "Hey…" He said huskily. "Look at me."

His voice had taken on the Alpha dominance I loved so much and I was unable to resist. I turned my head and looked at him timidly.

"I've wanted you for as long as I can remember Bella." He stopped and studied my face with darkened eyes, I felt my stomach clench. "And now – I feel like I might be dreaming."

"Why?" I asked earnestly.

"Because Bella." He said exasperated. "There you are – looking at me with the most amazingly adorable doe eyes and begging me to kiss you – the one thing I've dreamt of doing for the longest time – and I just can't wrap my head around it. – I just can't believe it's really happening."

Was that what this was really all about? He didn't believe that what I felt for him was real?

"I want you too Jake." I admitted breathlessly, my thighs squeezed together involuntarily easing a bit of tension that was building between them.

"You have no idea how good it feels to hear you say that." He sighed and closed his eyes in thought. "Bella…" He whispered huskily. "I'm only going to ask you this one time – and then I swear I won't ever bring it up again if you say no." He took a deep breath and held it in.

"Go on Jake." I encouraged him breathlessly.

"Do you really want me to kiss you?"

And there it was, point blank and with no sugar coating, Jacob Black wanted to know if I wanted him to kiss me. I was prepared to kiss him if he tried, I was prepared to kiss him if I tried, but I wasn't prepared to be asked point blank if that is what I wanted from him.

His candor both shocked and excited me. I wanted to blurt out YES, but didn't want to seem too desperate, and I wanted to just lunge at him and devour his lips, but then again – that too would seem very desperate.

So without thinking and overanalyzing this to pieces I simply looked him strait in the eyes with all of my heart and all of the honesty within me and replied with a breathless yes.

A/N:

OK before you all go send out the lynch mob after me, I had to stop where I stopped. This chapter was about the date, the next chapter will be all about… well I think you can guess. No NOT a lemon! :-P

I'm not prepared to get Jake and Bella into the sack just yet, so be patient.

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