Wow, well that took longer than I thought it would. Sorry that it's been a while, but I'm a busy college student. I currently have four papers that I'm in the process of writing, so please bear with me. Also, for those of you who review this chapter, you will get a little preview of the next chapter. Lucky you ;)

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One year later

BPOV

I loved being married to Edward, I really did. There was nothing better than waking up next to the man of my dreams every morning. Thanksgiving was this Thursday and we were going to Forks to celebrate with Charlie. I was slightly nervous because I hadn't seen Charlie since the wedding. Also, I knew that since Charlie and Billy had remained great friends, Billy and Jacob would be at Thanksgiving dinner. I hadn't seen Jake since the day that he walked out of my dorm room so many years ago; I was extremely nervous.

"Bella!" I heard Edward calling from downstairs. We had to leave now if we were going to make our flight.

"Coming!!" I shouted back down to him. I quickly grabbed my bag and headed for the door.

"Are you nervous about seeing your father again?" Edward asked as we drove to the airport.

"Yeah, a little bit." Edward didn't know that Jacob was coming to dinner, and I didn't want to tell him, not yet. I didn't know how he would take it. I knew that it was ridiculous of me to think that still, after all these years, Edward would have any ill feelings towards Jacob, but I knew that when Edward and I first got together, he was always worried that I would change my mind and go back to Jacob.

The flight was uneventful, and I actually managed to get a few hours of sleep. When we landed in Port Angeles, Edward and I went to the car rental desk to get a car for the hour drive to Forks. The closer we got to Forks, the more the scenery started to look familiar. It was a strange feeling. Home to me was where ever Edward was, but this was like going back to a different home; like going back to a different time.

When we finally pulled into Charlie's driveway, Edward stepped out of the car and came to my side to open the passenger door for me. He then popped the trunk and started to get our bags out.

"Edward, let me do that!" Charlie called from the porch steps. He came over and began to pull our bags toward the house. "So, how was your flight?"

"It was great Charlie, thanks for asking." Edward always knew what to say, and I was thankful because I usually said the wrong thing.

"Yeah dad, great flight." We walked up the porch steps and into the house. I went straight upstairs to my old room to freshen up a bit. When I walked in, I saw that Charlie had put a cot up next to my old single bed.

The next few days passed by in a blur. Most of the time was spent catching up with old friends from high school who were still in Forks. Mike Newton had taken over Newton Outfitters and had married Jessica Stanley – Jessica Newton now. Angela and Ben were still in the area, married with two adorable children. Apparently they got married right out of high school. I avoided La Push; I didn't want to see Jacob unless I had to. I heard from the others that he was still single. He had had a few girlfriends over the years, but nothing serious.

I woke up on Thursday morning feeling more anxious than I should have for just a Thanksgiving dinner. Edward was already up, and I could hear the shower running. I got up and slipped into the bathroom. When I opened the shower curtain, he was surprised to see me, but invited me in. After we showered – with no funny business – and got ready for our day, we went downstairs. I started preparing for dinner that night by cutting up vegetables, preparing the stuffing, and seasoning the turkey. Edward was helping me with the veggies while Charlie was out fishing. Even on Thanksgiving, that man had to fish.

A few hours later, Charlie had come home, changed, and was now sitting on the couch watching whatever game was on TV. Edward was upstairs in my room reading.

"Hey Bells, how much longer until dinner?" Charlie asked from his place in the living room.

"About four more hours. What time are the Blacks getting here?" I asked, not really wanting to know the answer.

"Billy said that they'd be here around four."

"Well it's one now, so they're going to have to wait a little bit for the food."

"I'm sure they won't mind, they'll just watch the game in here with me." Charlie called back. Just then, Edward came down the stairs.

The nerves that had started to dissipate as I steadily worked were now back full force. Something about the way I was acting must have changed because Edward came up behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist, and leaned down to whisper in my ear, "what's got you so worked up?"

His warm breath on the back of my neck caused me to lose focus a bit. I blame that for the word vomit. "Just nervous about Jake coming over later, I haven't seen him since…that night."

At my words, Edward suddenly stiffened and it took me a few seconds to realize my mistake. "Jacob is coming tonight?"

"Umm, yeah. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you earlier. I didn't know what you would think." I was rambling, and Edward put his finger to my lips to quiet me.

"Bella, it's ok. I'm just surprised. I wish that you would have told me earlier so that I could have prepared."

At exactly four o'clock I heard a knock at the door. Charlie yelled "COME IN!" from the couch, and the door opened. There Jacob was, wheeling Billy through the door. I vaguely noticed Edward walk over to hold the door open. Jake was exactly as I had remembered him. Tall, dark, and handsome; the perfect cliché.

To say that dinner was awkward is an understatement of epic proportions. As soon as Jacob had walked through the door, all these old feeling came rushing back to me. He was still the same Jacob that had walked away years ago, and yet he was somehow changed. Any signs of childhood had long since left, he was a man now. I often caught him looking at me, and I'm sure that Edward did too. I could tell that Edward was uncomfortable, and I tried to give him a reassuring smile that probably came out as a grimace.

Charlie and Billy were completely oblivious to the awkwardness and just went about dinner as usual.

When Billy and Jake finally left, Edward and I let out a sigh of relief.

As I lay in bed that night, I couldn't get the image of Jacob out of my head. Before I knew what I was doing, I had gotten out of bed and dressed. When I was half way to La Push, doubts began to settle in. What the hell are you doing Bella!? Why are you going to Jacob? GO BACK TO EDWARD!! You love your husband, don't mess things up. Bella Cullen, turn this car around NOW! I just couldn't make myself listen to my thoughts. I knew that what I was doing was wrong, but I was unable to force myself to turn around and go back to my husband.

When I crossed the border into La Push, my hands started to visibly shake. Even after all these years, I still knew my way right to the Black's door. Actually standing on their doorstep freaked me out a bit, and I was about to turn around and get back in the car when the door opened. It was Jacob.

"Bella? What are doing here?" His shock was evident on his face, and I could tell from the pajama pants that he was wearing that he was about to go to bed.

"Is Billy asleep?" I asked, ignoring his question.

"Yeah, he went to bed hours ago, why?"

No longer thinking clearly, I crushed my lips to his, throwing my arms around his neck. I could tell that he was startled, but he did not resist. He slowly backed up into the house, closing the door behind us. He broke the kiss and looked down at me, questioning in his eyes. Silently, I grabbed his hand and led him to his bedroom.

:Hides and cowers for fear of being murdered: I'M SORRY!! Please don't kill me! I said in my very first author's note that this was going to be difficult to write.

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