Chapter Seven
I'm Coming Home
Bella's POV
I woke the next morning to the smell of bacon. As I lay in bed I thought back on the day before, which had been uneventful. After I had put my things away, I had gone downstairs and Jacob gave me the grand tour.
He had showed me where our dad's rooms were downstairs and he informed that they would be spending little time there because the fish around here were plentiful and most of their time would be spent with them competing on who would catch the most fish, by the end of our vacation.
Later during the day, we ate a light meal of chicken salad sandwiches with lettuce and tomatoes. I had excused my myself because I was feeling a little drained and needed to think about how I was going to handle the situation with Jacob, after all he was my still my best friend.
He hadn't meant to hurt me. It was not his choice to leave me alone those few weeks and he was trying so hard to make it up to me. I do love him very much. I finally admitted to myself and hated to see him hurting.
My final thought, before falling asleep, had been that I would give Jacob another chance, just as friends...for now and see how things went from there.
After going back over the previous day's events in my mind, I decided to get up and get ready for the day, besides the smell of bacon made me realize just how hungry I was.
After gathering my toiletries and change of clothes, I made my way to the bathroom, wondering where everyone was, but knowing my dad and Billy, they were probably already out fishing.
I took a quick shower and dressed in denim shorts, a dark blue halter top, and my dark blue flip flops. I threw my hair up in a messy pony tail and took everything I used back to my room, spread my bed up then took a deep breath. I left my room and went downstairs.
Jacob had his back to me and I couldn't help but notice his lack of clothing as he stood there with nothing on but low hanging jean shorts. He was at the stove cooking what looked like pancakes.
I found myself saying oh my, my, my over and over in my head as I looked at his back and watched as the muscles rippled every time he moved. Hmm....I wonder what would happen if I went over and put my arms around his waist, kissing every single one of those delectable muscles. My lips tingled at the thought.
Oh hell, get it together girl. Friends, remember? Yeah right. Who am I kidding? The way I feel about Jacob has nothing to do with friendship, but that's the way it had to be, at least for now.
Jacob must have sensed me standing behind him. He turned toward me and was about to say something when he stopped, mouth hanging open, his eyes slowly traveling from my toes to the top of my head and it felt as though everywhere his eyes looked I was being caressed, which cued the blushing. I wished my skin was darker so it would not be so obvious when I blushed.
He got this sly grin on his face as if he knew exactly what I was thinking. The air became thick with tension that I desperately needed to break it, so I said, "I didn't know you could cook Jake." He looked into my eyes, with a full grin now. He knew exactly what I was doing. Men!!!
"There are a lot of things I know how to do, Bells," he said winking at me, "and do very well."
Nope I'm not taking that bait. I refuse to ask what other things, the big flirt.
"So you hungry Bells?" he asked, while taking a plate of pancakes to the table, where I noticed, plates of bacon, sausage and eggs already waiting there. If I wasn't hungry before, seeing all that food changed my mind.
"Yeah I'm starving," I replied walking over to the table where Jacob had already pulled out a chair for me to sit down. After we were both seated, we dug in and Jacob piled twice the amount of food I had on his plate.
"You're really going to eat all of that, Jake?" I asked him shocked.
"We wolves have high metabolisms and burn off a lot of energy. We need to eat a lot to replace the energy we burn off."
I shook my head as I went back to eating. It was very good. Nothing was over or under done.
"What did you want to do today, Bells?"
"I don't know. What is there to do around here?"
I had planned on just relaxing, doing a lot of reading and staying out of Jacob's way, but because of my resolve last night, I was willing to do whatever he suggested...to a point.
"I was thinking for our first day, we could walk on the beach, maybe go swimming, taking a picnic with us for when we got hungry. My dad and Charlie won't be back until late, so it would be just the two of us for lunch. I don't see any reason for us to rush back."
"Sure, that sounds like fun," I said and he smiled happily at my reply, which made me smile too. With that settled we finished eating and began the process of clearing the table and getting the kitchen cleaned up.
I am positive Jacob was trying to drive me nuts!! Those soft touches on my back in the pretense of trying to get by as if there wasn't a foot of space for him to maneuver around in, brushing his fingers with mine while we stood side by side washing the dishes and I could swear every time I almost tripped, he was the cause of it, by the way he steadied me close to his chest, insisting he had to make sure I was okay and could stand by myself.
And I still don't understand how water got on my legs and how he was so quick at grabbing a towel to dry them off for me. I wonder, was it my imagination or did he linger too long on that particular task.
What was he up to? By the time I excused myself to put my bathing suit on under my clothes, leaving him to get the picnic basket filled with cold cuts, French bread, fruits and sodas, I was a mess, a quivering ball of goo. That grin I saw on his face when I made my escape, convinced me he knew what he was doing and the effects on me.
Quickly entering my room, I closed the door, and stood with my back against it trying to get my breathing under control. Oh yeah, that man knew exactly what he was doing!
Pushing away from the door I went in search of my bathing suit and upon finding it I put in on slipping my shorts back on and changing the halter for a white t-shirt.
The bathing suit top was a halter style that hooked in the back, not tied, and the bottom were boy shorts style, with a buckle in the front that had no use other than style. The whole thing was a deep forest green in color that complimented a light skin color. It covered everything nicely. It was not indecent in any way, so how come I was starting to feel bringing this was a bad idea? Oh well nothing to do about it now.
Grabbing a big island style straw bag, I started packing it with towels, sunscreen lotion, comb and brush, extra hair ties and a change of clothes just in case. That done, I looked around the room to make sure it was in order then I went downstairs to meet up with Jacob and start the day, wondering what else he had up his sleeves.
Jacob was in the den waiting for me, with everything we needed for our day on the beach. We left soon after, putting everything in the back of the truck, even the bag I carried. He helped me in the passenger side and went around, getting in, starting the truck and turning to me, with a look I could only describe as mischievous saying, "Here we go."
He then pulled out of the driveway, turning towards the beach further down from the house. Why did those three little words seem to say more than what was said, I wondered?
We made small talk of unimportant things on the drive there and my mind kept going back to those little touches from earlier in the kitchen. I was so deep in thought at one point and I did not realize we had reached our destination until Jacob lightly touched my shoulder.
"You okay, Bells?"
What? Of course I'm okay, I thought.
"Yeah I am Jake. Why?" I said, wondering if something happened I did not notice.
"Well, we have been sitting here for two minutes and I have been trying to get your attention. I wouldn't mind spending all day in this truck with you, Bells," he said smiling, "but since we are already here we might as well do what we planned."
I looked up and noticed we had reached our destination and it was beautiful. There was nothing but forest on one side of the beach, and a huge shade tree near where he parked, and the water seemed to go on for miles.
There were huge boulders buried in the sand at different points of the beach. There were even two that were located about ten feet into the water, they looked like perfect places to sit and feel and enjoy the view.
By then Jake had come around to help me from the truck and together we got our supplies from the truck. He had packed two outdoor fold-able lounge chairs which he must have put in while I was changing earlier.
He spread a blanket under the huge shade tree and set out the chairs and picnic basket, and handed me my bag. We sat in the chairs taking in the beauty and serenity of our surroundings. I felt myself relax letting out the breath I did not realize I was holding.
"Are you ready to go for a swim Bells?"
"Sure, why not?"
It was a very nice day. I never expected it to be this warm. A slight movement to my right side brought my eyes back to Jacob, who was now standing before me in soft blue bathing trunks that also hung low on the hips. They were not as loose as his jean shorts he wore earlier, but loose enough and my God, he was a sight to behold.
I quickly averted my gaze. I know he realized my reaction to his state of undress, because with amusement in his voice he said, "Something wrong Bells?" I just shook my head, not trusting my voice to speak.
"Okay, I'm gonna go in, just come in when you're ready." Then he ran and dove into the water. I am sure he was giving me time and space to get out of my outer clothes.
When he was in the water and not paying attention to what I was doing, I stood up with my back turned towards the water, I took off my shorts and t-shirt. I folded them neatly and placed them on the chair and put my flip flops under it. Reaching up I pulled the band out my hair letting it fall freely down my back. I turned to start making my way to the water and stopped.
Jacob was not in the water anymore, he was standing at the edge of the beach staring at me with an intense look in his eyes. I could not move, could barely breath and when I noticed he was looking at me, he locked eyes with me and slowly began to walk towards me, moving at a slower pace, so it wouldn't scare me away.
He kept moving slowly, prowling almost towards me and with each step he spoke.
"Bella."
He took another step.
"Ye...yeah Jacob?" I could barely speak as he took another step.
"Please don't be mad at me, but I can't help it."
Another step.
"Why would I get mad at you Jake?"
My heart was beating erratically now as he took another step bridging the distance between us until he was standing right in front of me. I noticed he had trouble with his breathing also, and I could almost hear how fast his heart was beating.
He put one hand on the back of my neck, while he used the other to gentle brush my hair away from my face, brushing it against my cheek and gently tracing my jaw line, all the while not taking his eyes from mine.
"I am going to kiss you now, Bells," he whispered, "I need to kiss right now, more than I need to breath."
I was not sure if I was ready for this, but whether I was or not, right then, I wanted this! He moved his hands to cup my face and gently pulled me closer to him. He eased his lips down on mine, and without a conscious thought, my lips moved with his in a sensual dance.
My hands slid up to spear themselves into his hair, while his moved down my back to pull me closer still. My heart hammered against my chest, awareness of our surroundings disappeared, it was just the two of us and I melted into him, two halves of a perfect whole.
I knew this one act would change the status of our relationship in a big way, but right then I couldn't bring myself to care. Right then I felt as though I had come home. I didn't belong in Phoenix, Forks, or La Push. I belonged wherever this man was, because he was more man than boy and whatever he was, whatever he became, that was where I wanted to be.
As usual the characters in this story does not belong to me,they were created by Stephanie Meyer, I'm just writing a wrong:)
thanks to my friend itslikenature for her fabulous help again,thanks lady,you rock!!!!!
you know sometimes i get so discouraged,espeacially when i start to read some jacob/bella stories and be so excited that there is another story
about the love between our favorite couple,just to be let down and stop readingbecause i would find page after page of heartache and pain with
no end in sight or page after page of hardcore porn or just plain smut,it just spoils the love i see between jacob and bella,no relationship is
without it's problems,but my god,is pain and heartache all it's about,why does the sex betwen them have to be so smutty, lemons written in a
way where it's more like their making love to each other,not just f***king,is a beautiful thing,i am sorry everyone i just feel that the love between
jacob and bella should be written about with more respect and honor,they deserve nothing less,to take their love and turn it into nothing but
porn,i feel is an insult to the characters and the people who protays them,
alot of people dont like my views,that's just how i feel.
thanks everyone for reading and reviewing,even if you dont review,it still means more than you know and brings a smile to my face.
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