I did my best with editing this chapter.

Any mistakes that you see are my own.

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Since Jake's other sister was flying in for a visit, I figured I'd host a little dinner so I can meet her. Luckily, Sue had a recipe for meatless lasagna since Rachel is a vegetarian. I always cook using Sue's recipes because it's how I remember her by and it's like she's in the kitchen with me, helping me out with whatever I'm making for Jake, the twins, and myself. Jake was picking up Rebecca from the airport after work, as well as Rachel, and Leah was coming over after school and so was Emily, bringing the twins with her.

While Rebecca immediately took a liking to me, she and Rachel immediately took a liking to Emily and Leah. Rebecca even struck up a conversation with Emily, both of them seeming to have quite a lot in common. And like Rachel, Rebecca praised my father for being a great cop and told me she knows what it's like to lose both parents. Being the oldest—as well as old enough—she had to step up and be Jake and Rachel's guardian, like Emily did with Seth, Leah, and I, though she had a choice whether she wanted to be our guardian or not. When Jake's sisters met our daughters, they were all over each other, though, Charlotte and Susannah were shy at first. But when I told them that Mr. Jacob's sisters are also twins, their faces brightened and Rachel and Rebecca became their new BFFs.

"Bella, this lasagna is delicious," Rebecca praises, taking another bite. "You're a really good cook."

"Thank you," I tell her, proudly. "It's my mother's recipe. And the only one I found that didn't contain any meat because I know Rachel's a vegetarian."

"Rachel's not really a vegetarian," Rebecca assures. "It's just a phase she's going through. Pretty soon, she'll be eating a ten-ounce steak with a side of mashed potatoes over at the Outback Steakhouse."

Rachel's only response is to turn to glare at her twin, which Rebecca ignores. Charlotte and Susannah insisted they be near their BFFs so they're sitting between them with Rachel on Susannah's left and Rebecca on Charlotte's right.

We eat our dinner in comfortable silence, occasionally making small talk. I'm learning so much about Jake's sisters, as well as more about Jake himself. Rebecca and her husband were college sweethearts and married in a courthouse right after they graduated. They decided to move to Honolulu because they both felt like they needed a change of scenery. And while she doesn't regret her decision to move far away, Rebecca misses her brother and sister every day. Reminds me of when Seth decided he wanted to study law in California, but knew how it would impact Emily, Leah, and I. We didn't want him to go, but we also didn't want to hold him back from pursuing his dream.

"I hope everyone's saved room for dessert," I say once we're all finished eating.

Rebecca pushes her empty plate forward and leans back in her chair. "Oh, I don't think I can eat any more. I'm stuffed."

"You sure?" I playfully raise an eyebrow at her. "It's my friend's mother's chocolate cake. Her son is always dropping them off to me because the twins love them. Saves me time from making my own dessert."

"You can't say no to chocolate cake," Jake tells Rebecca. "This one is so moist and delicious, you'll want another slice."

Rebecca purses her lips before responding with a smile, "Okay, I guess I'll have just a small slice."

Emily and Leah help me slice up and serve the cake. We continue to make conversation as we enjoy our dessert and even though Rebecca wanted just a small slice, she asks for another one, this one bigger than the last, and I happily give it to her.

After dessert, I make tea for the adults, and we all move to the living room and sit on the couches and watch the twins play with their toys on the floor in front of us. They ask their BFFs to join them and Rachel and Rebecca cheerfully say yes.

"Are you and Lance still trying for a baby?" Jake asks Rebecca.

"I don't want to talk about it," Rebecca says as she helps Susannah build something using one of her and Charlotte's LEGO & Friends toy sets.

"Is everything okay between you two?" Rachel turns her attention to her twin sister while she and Charlotte play with another one of the LEGO & Friends sets.

"Everything's fine," Rebecca tells Rachel. "Lance and I are just going through something right now."

"Which is?" Rachel questions and Rebecca gives her an annoyed look. "Come on, you might as well tell us. You know Jake is a cop, meaning he'll shove you into a room and interrogate you until you break. How do you think he got me to admit I stole twenty bucks from his wallet?"

"You only admitted to stealing twenty bucks from me because as soon as I entered the room, you yelled out, 'I STOLE TWENTY BUCKS FROM YOUR WALLET!'" Jake says.

"Oh, yeah," Rachel smiles sheepishly. "I remember. I have such a big mouth. That's why you should never trust me with keeping your secrets."

"We're getting off topic," Jake says before turning his attention to Rebecca, making a gesture with his hand. "Come on, out with it."

Rebecca sighs and stops what she's doing. "Okay," she starts, "Remember when I told you that Lance couldn't come and spend the weekend with us because he's really busy with work?"

Jake and Rachel both nod while Emily, Leah, and I just stay out of it because it's none of our business.

"I lied," Rebecca admits. "Lance and I are separated. We have been for a while now."

Rachel's mouth drops open in shock while Jake's eyes widen. "What happened?" Rachel asks.

"We had the baby talk," Rebecca explains. "But then he told me he's changed his mind and decided he doesn't want to be a father because it's too much of a responsibility for him."

That sounds so familiar.

"I thought he wanted to be a father," Rachel says. "You told us that his face practically lit up when you brought up the topic of babies."

Rebecca just shrugs. "Like I said, he changed his mind. If only I knew the real reason why he did."

"Do you want me to fly down to Honolulu and knock some sense into him?" Jake smirks. "I can bring Paul and Jared with me."

"Please don't," Rebecca begs. "Lance and I will work things out. Right now, we just need to take a break from each other and think about where we stand."

"And what if things don't work out?" Rachel asks. "Will you and Lance get a divorce?"

"I hope and pray it doesn't come to that," Rebecca tells her brother and sister. "I love Lance so much. I want us to work out. Now can we please just drop it? I was having so much fun playing with Susannah and I'd like to get back to it."

Jake and Rachel do as Rebecca says and don't ask any more questions. Instead, we watch both sets of twins play together until it's time for Charlotte and Susannah to go to bed. They insist that Rachel and Rebecca help them with their bedtime routine, which Jake's sisters are happy to do.

Once the children are asleep, Emily and Leah decide to call it a night and therefore, they say their goodbyes and leave. When they're gone, it's just Jake, his sisters, and I. I tell Rachel and Rebecca about my daughters being devoted to each other and Rachel tells me that she and Rebecca can relate.

"Rebecca and I were inseparable up until middle school when we finally decided we needed a break," she explains. "It was hard being away from each other. We were like conjoined twins. Always attached at the hip. But we knew if we relied on each other for everything and spent more time together than with other people, we'd end up going crazy."

"We still have a close-knit relationship," Rebecca adds. "And we still talk every day, even if she's here and I'm a million miles away, in a different time zone."

Jake clears his throat and the girls laugh.

"We also have a close-knit relationship with our baby brother," Rachel says. "Even if we still tease him sometimes." She gives Jake a wink. He just mutters something about not being a baby anymore, crossing his arms over his chest. I place a hand on his arm to comfort him and he turns to give me a small smile.

"My advice is just let the girls do what they want," Rachel tells me. "Sure, they'll probably still be dependent on each other, but that's their choice."

"Or just slowly ease them into the separation," Rebecca advises. "Next year, when they start kindergarten, put them each in a different classroom and see how well they do. They'll probably cry and throw a temper tantrum, but that's to be expected. I know, from experience."

I momentarily forget that Rebecca is a kindergarten teacher. When I say this out loud, she just laughs.

"Of course I have to deal with how one twin reacts to being separated from the other," Rebecca says. "I always feel bad for them and for the parents. But in the end, they get used to the separation. So much so that they focus more on school and their own personal life than their brother or sister."

"Our parents tried to separate us when we started kindergarten," Rachel explains. "Of course, it didn't work out so they just let us be and hoped that we made the choice on our own. If only they could see us now." Her face turns sad for a brief moment before she smiles.

"I will definitely give it a try," I say. "So far, they're doing fine with sleeping in separate bedrooms so I say that's progress right there. But then again, they're too tired to notice they're alone."

"Do they ever fight with each other?" Rebecca asks, curiously.

"Rarely," I answer. "I think the only time they fight is over who wants to be the first one to do something, and it's usually Charlotte who's the lucky one because she's two minutes older than Susannah while Susannah thinks that's simply not fair and throws a tantrum."

"Rachel and I used to fight all the time," Rebecca explains. "Usually over clothes because we made the mistake of agreeing to share since we're the same size. And not just that, but sharing in general."

"I'm starting to think the twins are like us," Rachel says, the statement directed at her sister. "Or is it just coincidence?"

"I think it's just coincidence," I speak, letting out a small laugh.

We chat some more and before we know it, it's one in the morning so we decide to turn in for the night. We say our goodbyes and Jake's sisters leave, but not before he tells Rachel to drive safe.

"That went well," I tell him as he closes the front door and turns to face me.

"I told you they love you," he grins, taking both my hands in his. "And they especially love Charlie and Susie, given how the four interacted with each other."

I ignore the fact that Jake just nicknamed Charlotte after my dad, as well as Susannah after my mom. Then again, they are named after their grandparents so I shouldn't really complain. "They both work with children," I point out instead, meaning Rachel and Rebecca. "Of course they love our girls."

"Still, even if they didn't, they'd love them," Jake says before he frowns. "Not that I'm complaining but why is it when you talk about the twins, you say 'our' instead of 'your?'"

I glance down at our joined hands before lifting my head to look up at him, a sheepish smile on my face. "Well, even though the girls still call you 'Mr. Jacob,' they think of you as their father and so do I."

"And why do they call me 'Mr.' instead of just Jacob or Jake?"

"They think it's the polite way to talk to people outside their family," I reply. "If it makes you feel any better, they call their aunt Emily 'MissEmily.'"

"Only because she's also their teacher," Jake tells me.

"Good point," I let out a small laugh.

He steps closer to me before leaning down until our lips are inches apart. "I love you, Isabella Swan." That's the first time he's said those three words to me and I was waiting for him to say them.

I smile, "I love you too, Jacob Black. And I'm ready to take thatnext step."

Jake raises an eyebrow, knowing exactly what I'm talking about. "You sure? Because I can wait. Hell, I'll wait until we're married, which probably won't be for another year or so. Unless you're willing to wait for that, too or, you know, we could elope somewhere. Of course, you'd want your family to be there with you and—"

I stop his rambling by covering my mouth with his in a kiss and he reciprocates, wrapping his arms around my waist and I wrap mine around his neck. He then lifts me up off the ground and carries me down the hall to our bedroom, closing the door behind him and setting me back down. We continue to make out before Jake pulls away and rests his forehead against mine.

"I don't have protection," he says, quietly.

"Don't worry," I promise him. "I do, courtesy of Leah Clearwater, who not only bought me a box of condoms but a lingerie set from Victoria's Secret."

"Well," Jake says, "I guess I'll have to send her a thank-you gift basket. And we'll also have to be quiet so we don't wake our girls."

Before I can reply, his mouth is on mine again as each article of our clothing slowly comes off.

So, Bella and Jake finally took that next step in their relationship. I tried writing a sex scene, but it didn't turn out the way I wanted it to so I apologize if you were looking forward to some B&J action.