Chapter Eleven
"Alice, I'm sorry I missed your call. I was… preoccupied," I said from Jacob's bathroom. I had stayed the night, and in the morning he had reminded me that I had received a call.
"It's alright. I just wanted to apologize for being nosy. It wasn't my place," she said.
"It's alright. It's in your nature to find out what's going on behind closed doors. I should have know you'd find out sooner or later. I just shouldn't have lashed out at you like I did. It was wrong," I replied. I had a nagging feeling that we used the word "alright" a little too much.
"Okay. I decided not to tell Bella, and Jasper gave me his word that he wouldn't tell anyone he knew," she said seriously. I could hear her heels tapping the wood floor in her house.
"Thank you, Alice," I said. Jacob walked in the bathroom wearing only shorts. The sight of him shirtless was becoming one of my favorites. I smiled at him.
"Its no big deal," she said. I heard her pacing stop and I could hear someone whispering. I had a feeling it was beginning to be an awkward time for me to be on the phone with Alice.
"Alice, I'll let you go," I said quickly. She giggled and then disconnected the call. I closed my phone and sighed. "That would have been awkward," I said, looking at Jacob from the counter.
"I'm sure it would have been," he said. I was only wearing a short robe that I had at his house, and he stepped closer to me, making my legs spread. I moved to the edge of the sink and took his hands in mine.
"Mm, and why do you say that?" I asked, looking up at him. He was taller than me still even though his counter was very tall. I smiled.
"Just some thoughts I had," he said, smiling back. He leant down a little and kissed me lightly on the lips. Yes, I wanted more, but I let him pull back. "But seriously, why would it have been awkward?" he asked, laughing a little. I had a pout on my face.
"Well, they were about to get hot and heavy. Trust me, Alice once tried to carry out a conversation with me while she and Jasper were… you know what, I'd rather not think about that," I said, stopping my memory short. He nodded.
"I'd rather have been on the phone than have walked in on Emily and Sam once. Trust me, that was scarring," he said, releasing his hands from mine and putting them on my waist. I scooted closer to him. My hair was wet because I had just gotten out of the shower. He inhaled deeply.
"You used my shampoo," he said matter-of-factly. I smiled and nodded.
"And your conditioner," I added. I thought his hair would have gotten in the way yesterday, but I was pleased to have found that it hadn't.
"Are you aware of how attractive that makes you?" he asked. I shook my head. "Well, it adds," he said, nodding his head. I laughed.
"Good to know," I said. His hands went under my thighs and he lifted me off the counter. He carried me to the bed. I kissed him despite myself, and he kissed back. I almost thought there was going to be a repeat of yesterday, but he stopped the kiss and set me on the bed.
"My turn," he said. He kissed my forehead lightly and then walked into his bathroom, closing the door behind him. I smiled. He did know how to lead a girl on very well. My phone started ringing again. I looked at the caller id. It said "Home."
That bastard. He knew that if I wasn't home I was usually at work and he knew not to call me when I was at work. Granted, I wasn't a work, but this was much better than work and I didn't want to be interrupted by him. I opened the phone then closed it immediately afterward.
I made my way downstairs and saw that the monopoly game was still out. I looked around and noticed that the Community Chest cards were scattered throughout the house. Thank God he wasn't expecti –
The door bell rang. Speak of the Devil and the Devil shall appear. Shit. I was in nothing but a robe, no one knew I was over, and he was expecting company. I went to the front door and looked out. It was his friend Paul and his girlfriend Rachel. Paul was the one who made jokes about everything. This was probably the worst thing that could happen given what had happened yesterday. I opened the door with a smile on my face.
"Hi," I said. Paul looked up surprised.
"Hey," he said. He sounded taken of guard. I figured he was expecting Jacob to answer the door. I didn't blame him.
"Jacob's upstairs. Do you want me to get him?" I asked, looking at him and Rachel. I had met her a few times before so this wasn't nearly as weird as it could have been.
Paul nodded. "Sure, that would be great. Could we come inside?" he asked, looking around at what he could see. I nodded quickly, knowing I couldn't keep them out of the room where the community chest cards were making a nice trail to the stairs.
I stepped aside and they walked in. I closed the door and lightly slammed my head against it. "Fuck." I said to myself. They made their way to the room that showed the evidence of yesterday and I made my way upstairs quickly. I knocked on the bathroom door once I got there.
"Come in," I heard Jacob say. The water was still running. I opened the door and stepped inside, closing it behind me. I wasn't mad, per se, but only a little aggravated. I walked to the shower and opened the door. It wasn't the smartest thing to do, I admit. I couldn't help the thoughts running through my head, or my hands quickly untying the silk belt at my waist, but soon my robe was on the floor and the door to the shower was closed behind me.
I rose to my toes and kissed him, my hands gripping his shoulders. Okay, I lied. I was angry. He kissed back though, and his hands went to my waist. Before I got any more lost in the action, I needed to tell him what was happening.
"Jacob, I need- oh God," I said as he ravaged my neck. "Paul and Rachel are downstairs," I said quickly. His actions stopped immediately. He groaned.
"Are you kidding?" he asked, pushing me against the wall, leaning his head above mine on said wall. The water from the shower head was running down his face and going on my head and face. Both our mouths were open. I kissed his chest.
"Sadly, I'm not," I whispered, trailing my lips along his chest slowly. My tongue darted out, making a trail of its own. He sighed. I didn't know what from. One of his hands reached over to turn the water off and I so desperately wanted to stop that hand. We both got dressed quickly and made our way downstairs. Rachel was on Paul's lap and they were completely engrossed in each other. I was attached to Jacob's arm, so I couldn't exactly look down on them. Especially considering what had just happened in the shower. Jacob cleared his throat. Paul and Rachel looked up, blush spreading across their cheeks.
"Hey guys, what's up?" Jacob said casually.
"Not much, we just came by to say hi. It was Rachel's idea," Paul said, looking at Rachel, who smiled happily.
"We have news," she said. She was almost bursting at the seams. I knew what their news was immediately, but my Jacob looked lost. I smiled.
"What is it?" he asked, looking at them alternately. Rachel's face was glowing.
"It was all her idea," Paul mumbled, which earned him a light hit from Rachel.
"We're getting married!" Rachel practically yelled. Jacob froze, and his jaw dropped open. I don't think he could contain himself. Yes, Rachel was his older sister, but he shouldn't be overprotective of her. She could take care of herself.
"You're marrying him?" he asked. I buried my head in his back.
"Jacob," I said quietly. I shook my head. He lifted his arm and put it around my shoulders. Rachel looked… hurt and infuriated was the best way to describe it.
"I know he isn't your first choice for me, but he's actually really nice when he's not around his friends, or you," she said. Jacob didn't seem mad. He seemed like he knew that she could do better.
"I know that, Rach, but Paul?" Jacob said. I smiled at Rachel. Before anyone could say anything else I piped in.
"I think it's wonderful, Rachel," I said, smiling at her. She smiled back, and so did Paul.
"Thank you," she said before Paul added his statement.
"Good choice, Jake. Finally one who likes me," he said, winking at me. I felt blood rise to my cheeks.
"Shut up, Paul," Jacob said, throwing a candle at him. I put my hands on Jacob's chest.
"Honey, you should be happy. You're sister is engaged and you just told her the man she loves isn't good for her," I whispered. He sighed, looking down at me. I knew Paul and Rachel were staring at me, but I didn't care.
"Fine," he said quietly. Hopefully they didn't hear our little exchange. I turned around again and went to the couch opposite them. Jacob followed.
"Do you have a date yet?" I asked Rachel. Jacob was having a glaring contest with Paul, who was holding hands with Rachel. I noticed the ring and felt my eyes widen. It was beautiful.
"Not yet, but Paul insists on waiting for a while before we decide on anything. And I want a summer wedding, and he's insisting on an August wedding. We still have some things to work out," she said, looking at Paul with nothing but love. I smiled. Seeing people in love, like Alice and Jasper, and Bella and Edward, made me happy and jealous at the same time.
"Can I see the ring?" I asked, motioning to her left hand.
"Oh! Of course you can!" she said. She jumped up and gave me her hand. I stood up as well and looked at it. It was a gold ring with a single diamond. I didn't want to be nosy and ask how many karats, but it was beautiful.
"It's beautiful," I said, pure adoration in my voice. Rachel was absolutely beaming.
"Thank you!" she said. She went back to sit next to Paul, though there was hardly a difference between next to and on for those two. It was then that I realized Emmett and I weren't that different. I sat down next to Jacob and took his hand again.
"Who else have you told?" he asked, looking at Paul but directing the question to both of them.
"She wanted to tell you first, then we were going to go tell your mom and dad after you accepted it," Paul said, putting his arm around her. It was nice to visually see how much they loved each other.
"I feel honored," Jacob said flatly. I hit his arm and he mouthed "what?" to me.
"He's happy for you," I said, glaring at him but with a polite tone. I turned to them and smiled. "Really," I said. It appeared I needed to teach Jacob something about manners.
"Yes, I like this one a lot Jake, she's a keeper," Paul said, looking at me with a smile.
"Alright, that's enough," Rachel said. She stood up, taking Paul's hand in her own. "We're going to go tell mom and dad. I'll tell them you said hi," she said nicely. We walked them to the door. Jacob hugged them each, and I shook hands with Paul, but Rachel took me in for a hug.
"You know, I think my brother just might love you," she whispered in my ear. Her words caught me off guard. It had been just over a month, how could that be? She smiled at me one last time before Jacob closed the door. I was still dumbfounded by her words. I looked at all my past relationships (which weren't many) and found that it had only taken Emmett and I a few weeks to fall in love. Could it be that way with Jacob?
"Rose, you alright?" Jacob asked me. I blinked my thoughts away and looked at him. It took me a minute to remember what he had said and process it.
"I'm fine, just something your sister said, caught me off guard, that's all," I said, waving my hand as if to wave away the words away. "So where were we before we were interrupted?" I asked, trying to change the subject. He looked at me with a questioning look, but walked up to me, backing me up against the door.
"I think this is where we were. Is it familiar?" he whispered in my ear. I was taken back. He was much more like me than I had originally thought.
"You know, Mr. Black, I do remember us being undressed previously," I said in his ear. I took the lobe in my mouth and sucked on it lightly. I put my arms around his neck fully and he lifted me up, pressing me against him and the door. I wrapped my legs around him.
"Are you sure you would like to start there, Ms. Hale?" he asked in response. I had never heard someone call me Ms. Hale before, and to be truthful, it was a complete turn on. Especially the way he said it. It was almost a growl, but it was subtle. I loved it.
"Oh, I'm absolutely positive I would love to start there," I responded. I somehow untangled myself from him and started walking towards the stairs. By the time I reached the small landing I only had my underwear on, and as did he. After that you know what happened.
Just so people who are reading this know, I don't even know what the hell is going on in the story right now, I'm just posting it. I wrote it a while ago, and I'm now working on a story that's an actual couple in the book! But it's all human. Bla, hope that turns out better than this. But this has over a thousand hits, and that's better than I ever expected. I still want hate mail, guys. I mean, it's Rose/Jake. How am I not getting, "What the fuck are you doing? This is so wrong on so many levels it isn't even funny. Stop writing." I got one, or two of those, and I replied nicely. Granted, I finished this story, it's all done, go me! So I can't very well stop writing it. Anyway, enough of my speaking, review, or flame, DO SOMETHING! I'd love it. Thanks.