Act IV Scene III
"Did you have a suitable time with my father this morn?" Isabella asked Jacob Black as they rounded a corner farther away from the bridal boutique. Isabella couldn't make herself look up at this man, so she devoted her eyes to the flowers on the path next to her.
" It was... respectable." He said, an edge to his voice. Isabella looked up at him and saw him laugh. She smiled back. She let her gaze hold his for a moment before she blushed and turned her head.
"What are we going to do then?" Isabella asked after a moment.
"I'd like to show you something, actually." His mouth turned up into a half grin.
"Alright. I'll go with you." Isabella answered. They walked together, Jacobs pace slightly larger than Isabellas. After a couple of moments, a warm hand slid into hers. Her pulse jumped at the heat, but he didn't let go. Instead he squeezed harder.
They walked down to the beach. Hundreds of merchants had stands set up in unorganized patterns on the sand. Colours from many different orgins hung over people's heads to keep them out of the sun. People called out in english and french, trying to get anyone to but their products. Isabella slid her fingers along a wooden dragon, a silk shawl, a beaded rosary. Everything was new to her, a new experience. She couldn't help but smile and wound her arm with Jacob's.
"Is this what you wanted to show me?" Isabella asked.
"No." Jacob answered automatically. As if on cue, Jacob turned sharply to the left, almost dragging her with him. She kept her pace with his. His feet moved faster. "We're going to be late." He whispered, turning another corner. Before long they had left the stands behind and were making their way towards the water. Isabella could see a group of people at the waters edge, but she did not feel scared with Jacob with her. The feeling made her think of Edward, and her mind caught up with her. Before they met with the group of people, she let her arm fall free from Jacob's. Jacob greeted his friends, Isabella guessed, enthusiastically. The pounded eachother on the backs and spoke loudly. Isabella didn't catch a word they said.
"Isabella?" Jacobs voice whispered in her ear. She turned at his breath. "These are my friends; my family." He said louder. He nodded to each person in turn. "Samuel." Isabella smiled at him. " His fiance Emily, Quil, Embry, and this is Seth." He nodded towards the one who looked the youngest.
"Hello." Isabella said timidly.
"This is Isabella, my fiance." He said the last word with pride, but Isabella frowned. She looked up in time to see Samuel and she knew he had noticed. Jacob put his hand on the small of Isabella's back and she felt suddenly uncomfortable. But, she knew that she would stay with Jacob as long as he asked her to, and it scared her. It's not like he was a bad man or anything. Edward was a vampire and that didn't make him bad.
Isabella stayed with Jacob for hours. Eventually she lightened up a bit to actually begin to like Jacob's friends, especially Emily. But, when she saw how Samuel looked at her, it made Isabella think of Edward, and she couldn't wait to get home. She knew he'd be waiting there for her. When she closed her eyes she could see his face.
