Chapter 9: THE Date.

Later that week, after suffering Alice's excitement over everything, and thanks to her, the whole families', too we were finishing our paper in the library, when Jasper came in. He was wearing a white button up, blue jeans, a hat and cowboy boots. He looked good enough to eat, and I sent him my appreciation of his outfit. He smiled at me and asked me out on a date. I said yes, and that got me to Alice's room in less than two seconds, while having her rambling about what clothes to wear, what to do, until I had to yell at her to calm down.

"Fairy, why don't we go to my house and look through my wardrobe? We should find something there" I said, grabbing my things so we could go.

We drove back, and when she caught sight of my wardrobe, she squealed in delight. "Oh, Bella! I loooove your clothes! Why do you have all this? These Jimmy Choo boots are not even on the market yet! Oooooh! Can I borrow them sometime? Mine don't arrive until next month! And we wear the same size!" She was almost bouncing, causing me to laugh.

"Well, of course, Fairy, but only after I wear them on my date!" I answered. I pulled out my dark wash jeans, a purple sweater and the camel boots she had seen. After I put them on, she said it was perfect, and I agreed. He was going to be drooling by the time we came back. Maybe I'll make him beg a little, only just for fun. Right then Alice got into a vision, and when she came back, she smirked mischievously, and said "Oh, he's gonna get it, brownie!" I was glad for that.

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I never really expected him to arrive so son, but just a moment after Alice left, the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find the image of the sexiest cowboy I've ever seen. He was wearing a black button-down with a white wife-beater underneath, dark blue jeans with a black and silver belt, and black and silver boots and hat. I was practically drooling at him, and stuttered a greeting. It was just too much for my human mind… and body. I could feel myself getting wet at his obvious appraisal of my own outfit. His eyes raked up and down my body, and I could see his smirk. His REALLY sexy smirk.

I put myself together, sending my lust to him, and smirking too. I would not stutter again tonight. I was hot too, and I knew he would be begging by the end of the night… Or maybe I would be, just underneath him… Get yourself together, Bella! - I thought - Ok, here we go

"Hello, J." I said in the sultriest voice I could do.

"Hello, Isabella" He drawled in response.

I had to stop myself from getting aroused by his voice, it was really difficult seeing him looking like a walking god, and not letting my emotions run all over the place. But my determination won in the end. He WOULD be the one begging tonight, and I'll make sure of that.

He took my hand and led me to the car, a '65 silver Mustang. Sex on wheels, I say. I was almost drooling over it, but caught myself in time. He opened my door and waited until I was inside to close it, and get in himself. He drove us to Port Angeles, the dock was illuminated by the fair that was in town. We walked hand in hand, watching the people surrounding us, while he whispered in my ear what each couple was feeling: love, lust, hunger, embarrassment, pride, awe. All of it seemed foreign to me, as I believe I was feeling all of that at the same time. We stopped at a food truck and he ordered for me. It was an Argentinean dish, similar to a Hot dog, but much yummier. I ate it with a coke and some fries. Then we kept walking, and talking. He told me about his life before he was changed. About his mother, his sisters and his baby brother. He told me about Maria, the sisters and the Vampire Wars. I got angrier by the second, that bitch was going down!. He stopped suddenly and asked me what was wrong, if he had made me angry.

"No, J. It's not you, it's that bitch that's got me angry. I want nothing more than rip her to pieces for what she did to you. You are the bravest man I know, cowboy. You left, and found a better life. I'm proud to call you my b…" I got myself in time, I thought. But he was a vampire, and looked at me with mirth dancing in his eyes.

"What were you about to say, Darlin'?" He asked, smirking, and sending tons of lust my way. My underwear got instantly wet, and I couldn't help the moan that came out of my mouth.

"I don't know, cowboy. Maybe you should ask me a better question, seeing as you are the one that wants to woo me" I answered in a calm voice He was the one to be begging, not me.

"Well, Isabella, would you want to be my intended?" He asked, his accent coming out and almost making me moan again. He would be the death of me, I was sure.

"If you say it like that…" I pretended to think for a moment, sending him lots of indecision. His look was so sad that I gave in to my joke – "Of course, Whitlock. I'd be honored to".

His smile could lit up the sky. His feelings were projecting. His happiness was the best feeling I could sense, ever. He was mine as I was his. Wow, what do you say? Possessive much?.

We kept on walking until we sat down on a bench overlooking the sea. Immediately, the fireworks show began, and we stayed side by side, his arm hanging lightly over my shoulders, and my head on his. A better date could not be seen ever.

We went back to the car, and he drove us to Forks. When we arrived at my house, the lights were still out, so Charlie wasn't back yet. Then I remembered he had a graveyard shift today, so he wouldn't be coming until 5 am. I took Jasper inside with me, and started making coffee.

Ok… It's been too long, I know. I swear that if you find any mistakes in this chapter, it is exclusively my fault, as I've no longer got a beta for this story. I know that I should update sooner than a few months in between, but I believe my muse decided to go on a vacation or something! I apologize for the delay, and I will ask for reviews. Asking for a new chapter will make my muse go further away! So pleeeease, I believe I deserve a few comments on this little project I got going on. Furthermore, I decided to change careers. So, I'll be updating sooner, as I got a little more time between finals in this one.

Thanks to everyone that clicked on this story!

Love

Issis