Chapter 11: Shit Fit

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Not sure what to expect, Bella ran to the side of the building, gripping the key Jake had given her to his Body Shop.

The building was certainly an old relic of a gas station slash repair shop. Most of the updates, she'd noticed had been inside the repair shop she just came from. She'd noticed the floor inside was smoothly resurfaced with bright concrete, updated heating coils ran across the top of the ceiling, running warm and bright, as they burned off damp chill of the fall morning, inside the building. The smell, was certainly of oil, chemicals and rubber - but she'd detected no moldy, musty, hints of deterioration or filth. Expenses didn't appear to be spared at all, when it came to the guys workstations. The tools, and hard core built in's like vehicle lifts, unibody rack, and computers were all new and and well cared for.

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While outside...she noted the place definitely needed some attention paid to the roof, exterior paint and window cleaning. Unless he was going for that truly retro, antique look on purpose.

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The entrance to " Alpha Body Shop" was really just a huge glass paned automatic garage door, that had been painted black for privacy, with a standard sized entry door just next to it. The original metal plaque labeled "BODY SHOP" was mounted loosely, on the door and Bella thought this was one of the first improvements she could make.

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Stepping back, she visualized the metallic gold lettering she could paint "Alpha Body Shop" in across the vast black background of the overhead door, as well as updating the entrance door with re-lettering, a decent welcome mat and a little curb appeal.

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They talked often about what help he needed, molding this disorganized, labor of love, into the real business, the facility was quickly becoming for Jake.

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She was excited to help him any way she could, and relieved to be useful while he tended to his real job.

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"Damn.." she pushed and wiggled, twisted then pounded, trying to get the old metal door knob to unlock.

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"C'mon!" she growled, kicking the door lightly, in frustration.

The knob clicked, turning smoothly with a very gentle twist.

" Figures." she huffed pushing through the door.

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Again - she immediately noticed, whatever budget there was on start up had been spent on the inside of the place. The inside while dark in a man cave sort of way - had plenty of light, freshly painted walls, and state of the art lifting equipment.

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The big screen tv was hard to miss. It was on, loud, broadcasting some Boot Camp Booty chick, infomercialling her moves for men and money.

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She was gonna need that remote ASAP she thought, barely glancing at the screen as scanned the place carefully.

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"Holy Shit!"

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"Hey! You Okay..?" she yelled sprinting towards the massive figure appearing to be pinned to the weight bench, by a very large load of weights.

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"Dude?" she huffed, feeling terror grip her expression as relief washed over the man's face. They both grabbed hold of the bar at the same time.

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"Get help.." he rasp out, his breathing obviously affected.

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"No!" Instantly, she threw a leg over him, straddling his chest, unfastening the weights at each end of the lifting bar as fast as she could, then shoving the first two weights off each end.

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When the last weight fell to the floor with a metallic thud and clank, she leaned back, helping the man lift the bar up off his chest. With shaky arms and gasping breaths, they remount the 75 pound bar onto its stand.

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" No! don't move yet." she demanded, pushing the man flat on his back when he tried to sit up.

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Thier eyes locked at that moment, registering all the WTF's , who the hell's, and jesuschrists, they could muster, silently between them.

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"Thanks." the man croaked, with a weak, weary smile, giving into the bossy directions of his tiny lifesaver, still standing straddled over his waist, fists dug into her hips.

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" You're a tough little cookie, huh?" he mused up at her, thinking momentarily how much she acted like his Sarah, right then.

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"Just know my way around this equipment." she huffed, trying to being serious about his near miss, ready to light into him about always having spotters when he lifted - until she followed his gaze down his big body, to where their bodies were only inches apart.

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The man smiled up at her, in a way that was... eerily familiar.

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"You know your way around my equipment, huh?" He smirked shoving his muscular arm behind his head - propping him up just enough to take in the view better.

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All the better to watch you my dear...she heard the wolf from red riding hood in her mind.

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Scrambling away from him as fast as possible, he chuckled as she fumed.

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"Must be in the water" she mumbled feeling her cheeks burn, as she grabbed her things off the floor.

." What about the water?" the man choked, a sudden coughing spasm taking hold.

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" Sounds like you need some."

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Shaking his head yes, he pointed to a old red COKE fridge on the far wall as the coughing continued.

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Serves the old coot right, she thought, walking over for the water.

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Hearing herself say "here..." she thrust the plastic bottle at the man, realizing he hadn't moved - at all.

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" You okay?" she checked, expecting him to at least raise up enough to accept the water and drink it.

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"Can't move." he admitted with a grimace.

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Kneeling down near his head as she twisted the cap from the water, " Let me help." she ordered sliding her arm under his neck to help him lift for a drink.

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"Thank you." he smiled sheepishly, unable to hide the pain from her. He drank from the bottle till it was empty, half of it, running down both sides of his neck, dripping to the floor beneath them.

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"Okay." she sighed sitting back on her heels. "What's your chief complaint?"

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"Oh, I ain't chief no more." he chuckled. "Had to pass that title on to the reluctant, son - and thats no damn complaint." he added wiping his brow, like that subject just might be tougher than the morning he was having right now.

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Bella wasn't sure what all his mumbling was about... she only realized, he didn't understand what she meant by chief complaint.

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" I mean, what's bothering you the most right now? What injury? You think you need to go to the doctor?" she suggested, standing up, ready to go get Jake.

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" Hell no!" he protested struggling to get up.. "Aaahhhhh, oooowww." he groaned loudly, going flat again. "my back..." he confessed to Bella's wide eyes.

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"Do you have any ..."

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" No history of fracture, just chronic muscle atrophy, from a car accident I refused to get healthy from in a timely manner. Years of neglecting my blood sugars, overuse, abuse and misuse." he mumbled. " PT has been a bitc...difficult." he caught himself, suddenly wanting to be on better behavior with her.

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" It goes out on me more than I... care to admit." stopping while he was ahead.

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" Okay, can ya roll down to the floor. On your belly - I got ya covered - chief no more." she smiled trying to lighten things up.

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Cracking her knuckles and flexing her hands, she watched him struggle to get flat on the floor. Giggling over the hurt she was gonna put on this guy. In a good way.

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"Damn! do y'all grow to be over six foot six and 250 in these parts?" she teased, watching him move his huge muscled body, with a lot of difficulty, from the bench to the floor.

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"Naw...just the really good ones get to be this size." he groaned trying to maneuver himself.

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He had to be...older...like maybe ... her dads age, she guesstimated by the number of "platinum highlights" he was rocking, and the thick leathery condition of his hands.

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jeesus... seriously? his damn hands were the size of a catchers mitt.

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But once he rolled onto his belly, she really noticed him. All the smooth, caramel, soft skin stretched tight over mounds of muscle. Perfectly shaped delts, and traps, really wide thick shoulders, narrowed, instead of spread, like most Fifty- something's, down into an attractively, trim waist and hips. And mmmm, she laughed to herself - seriously impressed with the ass and thighs on this one. The absence of a wedding ring, instantly made her think of calling her mom. Renee was no stranger to the appreciation of native men. Aaaannd, she could sure use another set of hands for the massage session he was gonna need to get back on his feet.

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"You know what you're doing?" Billy checked before surrendering completely to this little spitfire. "I didn't know Jacob hired any real help for this place yet."

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Kicking off her shoes, and tugging the socks from her feet, she started in with her chit chat.

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" I'm a certified fitness instructor and therapeutic masseuse, specializing in pain management." She continued rattling off her credits and details of her training, as she balanced herself up on his back, and started walking up and down his spine.

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Heel to toe, slowly, as he moaned and groaned thru every crack and squeeze of his bones.

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Bella talked about herself, her family, every damn thing, as she pushed and kneaded, rubbed and rolled, his body into a fluid pile of relaxed goo goo gaga.

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Not many people made Billy Black, drool out the corner of his mouth.

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Almost an hour later, Billy was floating in a blissful state. Damn near levitating he'd say later, boneless, and very, very much in like, with the new addition to the training center. Jacob had finally done something, really damn right. He laughed to himself - nearly teetering Bella off his backside.

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When she squealed in protest to his movement, and dug her tiny toes into him, Billy sighed at the sound of her, and the feel of the small bites in his back - cherishing the memories of his Sarah washing over him, she'd brought back.

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In that fleeting moment, he wished she was a little damn older, or that he could be a little younger...if just for a day. Better yet, the thought closing his eyes - he wished for another day with his Sara.

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" Yeah, that's certainly a helluva way to start the day" Embry agreed, nodding till his coffee cup reached his lips.

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" The old man is batshit crazy, Em. 30 years and not a word, to me that the girl I marry has to be a Q-girl." Jake fumed from his spot deep inside the leather chair.

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"I think everyone just assumed it was gonna work out between you and Leah. I mean, I sorta expected her to be a full blooded Q girl ...I mean for you, bro? Yeah." Em raised his brows to Jake, surprised to hear Jake interpreting the expectations for him the way he was.

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"Okayokay. We are living with in modern society now, and don't ya think all this in-breeding with the small tribes is getting to, at least be a concern?" Jake shook his head " You gotta do your genetics research bro...I'm gonna need you informed on this for me."

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" All that Paleo stuff?" Em asked.

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"Thats just the start of it, I suppose." Jake grunted in frustration. " I bet I could win the old man over if she at least is a O positive." he sighed leaning back in his chair.

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" Yeah, O pos is the beginning of man - Neanderthal, our bloodline, meat eaters, hunters." Em shrugged polishing off the rest of his coffee, clicking through his memory for the reading Jake made him do on "Eating for Your Blood Type " and how that author had led them to bloodline research, dating their ancestry back 4000 years.

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"This is ridiculous!" Jake huffed standing abruptly. " I'm sick of being told every move I have to make, who I can, who I can't , when I hafta stop...when I hafta ...breed."

he growled, leaning onto his hands across the desk from Embry.

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"Relax..." Embry snapped, grabbing both empty cups of coffee. " No more for you." he warned shaking the coffee cups at Jake. "I'm not gonna let this get that damn dramatic. I'll go talk to, Billy, you just concentrate on having a good time with Bella."

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Em chuckled dumping the cups on Jake's side board near his Keurig.

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"She's something..." Em started, turning back to Jake. " Gorgeous. Funny. Hott Bod.."

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"Watch yourself Bro." Jake laughed, crossing his arms, as he rested ass on the edge of his desk near the spot Em had just been sitting.

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" If shes the one for you, Bro, then, I'm with you 100% " he promised, stretching his arm out for fist bump " We'll fight the elders - revise whatever laws necessary to make things right for you and her. For your...kids." He murmured turning away.

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That was the real point Jake thought, nodding his agreement.

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" Well if you can talk some sense into the old man - I'd be forever grateful. It sucks I can't even tell him shes here. I can't let them meet each other yet, for fear of a civil war erupting within the tribe!" he laughed darkly, flopping back into his chair.

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"Okay okay...I'll go talk to him now. Stay clear for a while okay?" Em tugged the door open, headed out of Jake's office.

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"He should still be home." Jake confirmed looking at his Iphone. " That chick program he works out with in the morning is on."

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"Nope. He's down in the Body Shop. Got here just before you did - looking pretty much like the pissed off match, that made you two a pair. Prolly working out some of his daddy dearest issues with the iron, the way you prolly should be." Em shut the door before Jake could retaliate.

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He didn't make it two full steps before a thunderous " Holy Shit!" rocked the building.

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Jake burst out of his office, flying down the stairs, passing Embry, grateful the overhead garage doors were open now, giving him and his terror a wide fucking berth.

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Fifteen seconds later, Embry blew by Seth and Jared yelling "watch the shop!"

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"Assholes!" Leah yelled after Seth and Jared, when they mowed her down, flipping the fresh 120 ounce Coke from her hands, ice and the cold, sticky droplets spraying everywhere.

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Jake burst into the body shop - the loud metallic boom of the door, rattling the larger glass one next to it, as his crew mowed into him from behind.

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"What the hell..." escaped him on a vicious exhale as Em burst out laughing at the scene before them.

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"Dad!" Jake barked stalking towards the waaay too cozy pair on the mats near the weight machines.

"Dad?" Bella screeched, flying off Billy's back like there were strings tied to her shoulders. She was lucky she landed on her feet.

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" Hey, son." Billy smiled rolling onto his side with smooth ease. Elbow planted in the mat, he propped his head with his meaty hand, taking in the young war party with amused, curiosity.

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Jake's eyes darted sharply between Bella and his Dad, searching for signs of the hurtful, conflict he expected.

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Bella's eyes darted sharply between the two men before her, mortified she hadn't guessed what was ohhh sooo obvious right now.

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" You okay?" he asked stepping up to Bella, his hands going to her shoulders, then gripping her face, softly, as he searched her eyes for truth.

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" Yeah, I'm fine." she shook her head, confused by his question and concern. " You're Dad's the one that got hurt. He's the one on the floor." she almost growled shaking loose from Jake's hold.

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" Yeah, yeah..I'm just great, now." Billy grunted as Em and Seth helped him to his feet.

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Billy and Jake glared at one another, as Billy rolled his neck, cracked his shoulders, one by one, then twisting, twisting at the waist loosening up even more.

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"In fact, I feel great." he smiled wide turning to Bella, taking her hands in his.

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"Magic hands, here, little girl. Medicine hands." he winked dropping their hands in exchange for a quick hug.

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" Dad! Fuck.." Jake shoved them apart. " Get a shirt on old man." he spat, moving Bella behind him a bit, as the guys, snorted and fought to hold their laughter.

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"Whats going on?" Leah demanded shoving cheetos into her mouth.

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Bella's mouth dropped, as she watched Leah glide over to them from the door. Long,lean legs, bare all the way up to there! long lean body, plenty of belly exposed with her belly shirt, piercings on her navel, tattos surrounding it, lowering seductively...shit, what could be down there? Bella wondered in awe. Her long black hair was like silk, swaying just opposiute her hips when she walked.

She'd never seen such a naturally, beautiful, native american woman in her life.

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"Nothing…lets go." he said with clenched jaw down at Bella.

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"No! This is your Dad, Jake? Somethings wrong, here? Is it me? Did I do something wrong?" her eyes pleaded at Billy from across the mats.

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" Bella?" he questioned at Jake before addressing her. When Jake turned away, Billy had his answer.

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"Bella, you're a dear, dear sweet girl – beautiful." he purred as he approached her.

"I certainly see why Jake thinks he feels so strongly about you..."

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"Her!" Leah choked on her cheetos, grabbing Billy's water bottle from him.

Bella peered around Billy's massive frame at the snarky female response.

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"Dad…Don't." Jake growled the demand, his eyes glaring slits, while his fists pumped at his sides.

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"C'mon Billy – Jake, take off." Embry glared at Billy, while Jake wrapped his hand around Bella's upper arm in a crushing grip.

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Em and Jared placed themselves in front of Billy as Jake tried pulling Bella towards the door with him.

"No!" she growled, jerking from his grasp. Everyone turned, frozen stares locked on Bella.

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She started shaking, as her throat cut off the words she had on the tip of her tongue.

Hurt, embarrassment and shame replacing the irritation and anger.

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"This IS about me, isn't it? Me and Jake specifically." she nailed all the stares right back with her serious demands.

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The men's stony silence was her only answer.

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"Okay – lets try another one…" she said crossing her arms and stepping towards Leah. "Why is it, I've been, introduced to everyone, except you."

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" Leah, my name's Leah, howkat." she spat, uncaring, at the little bitch Jake was leaving her for. She didn't care who or what Jacob did, as long as she could do the same. But no howkat was taking her place as Jacob's or the trible's Quileute Princess.

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" Girls." Billy interrupted. "Behave." he growled low at Leah before turning to Bella.

" Jake and Leah are promised..." Billy started, before Bella and Jake burst out.

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" No! Just stop." she swung around, searching out Jake. He just was out of reach, his back to them, as if trying to shut the whole scene out, when he too responded. violently.

"No! We're NOT promised! We're Not anything!" he yelled at his father and Leah.

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Flustered, hurt and confused with the whole scenario, tears pricking at her eyes, she buried her face in her hands, shutting them out hard, trying to concentrate.

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" Tell him Leah - tell him who you dumped me for!" she heard Jake yell.

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" Cloe! Dad! She fucking dumped me for a stripper, a goddamn girl! Shes a pussy licking.."

Boom! The front door banged loudly against the wall for the second time in the last 20 minutes.

"Enough, Jacob" Billy roared, insulted and embarassed for them all at the moment, realizing what they'd done to sweet Bella.

Jake nearly flew across the room when the door slammed shut, Bella on the outside of it.

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" Your stripper, your Chloe, Jake! You're just pissed she's happier with me than she is with you guys!" Leah spat at the lot of them standing speechless, with their mouths gaping open.

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"Fuck!" she cussed stomping towards the door Bella and Jake had just bolted out of.

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She was mad as hell at him for outting that little bit of personal shit.

She'd just used that story, Chloe, to get him to move on, to forget about her. But not with the likes of her. Not with a damn howkat... she ground her molars hard at the thought.

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"No! just let me go. Leave me alone!" she fought hard to free herself from Jake's grip, her words turning into sobs. " I know…I know! how this turns out, especially after last night…" she lost control of the sobs held tight in her chest.

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The pain he was causing her killed him. Slayed him on the spot.

He dropped his hands, freeing her - and she walked away immediately. Damn near ran from him, he noticed, rubbing absently at a gripping pain in his chest.

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"What about last night?" he yelled after her, knowing what she must think . Waking up in his clothes, after the two of them getting too tipsy. She didn't know a damn thing about him - did she?

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She climbed into the H2, shutting herself in, locking the doors. At least the tears were falling freely now and she could see better she thought starting the truck.

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Turning to check her side mirrors, as she backed up - Jake was suddenly at her window.

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"I never turned the lights on! I didn't see you - I wouldn't - disrespect you like that." his eyes were filled with a tired pain, she'd never seen in anyone their age.

" I feel the same way about you – you know! This is special...you're special to me, Bella!" he pleaded, palming the window between them - aching to touch her.

"I'm trying goddamnit!" he cussed as she back away.

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Ohfuck, how she wished that were true. She wanted him and all of it to be true with him. Shaking away the happy ever afters like a bad dream, she jammed the transmission into drive. taking off much too fast for Jake's liking, spitting pea gravel out behind her, kicking up the dust from the road.

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Jake stood, steeling himself against the foreign ach, splintering his chest, wrestling breath in and out of his lungs.

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He watched her drive away, taking off much too fast for Jake's liking, spitting pea gravel out behind her, kicking up dust from the road.

He'd never been scared. Not like he was now. He'd never cared for anyone, like he did for her- right now.

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" Jake!" "Jake!" the voices dragged his body back to work.

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"Mrs. Whitecloud is on the phone about her transmission." Embry looked apologetic handing him the cell phone." You said today was going to be the day - but we still don't have it in from Quil yet."

"Shit."

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"Jake!" Leah came walking across the driveway with Raven.

" Shiiit." just what he needed right now. The sexy ass tow truck driver from Makah Bay. Raven was a petite, gorgeous, native girl. Ebony hair hung to her ass in a satin curtain, tattoos playing peekaboo that turned him on like a motherfucker - he'd always...

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" Her too?" Jake scowled the accusation, ripping the check from Leah's hand. Embry turned right on cue, giving him a surface to sign on.

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" Here ya go, Rav." Jake winked at her, just to piss off Leah. "Sorry you had come looking for it - I've been busy." he took a good, long, hard look at the beauty, wishing he'd spent a hell of lot more time with her. Folding his company check into halves and then halves and halves again. He tucked the tiny square down deep in her cleavage.

"I'll always come looking for it from you Jake." she winked back at him , fishing the pay day from between her boobs.

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Jake turned away - forcing a booming laugh loose from his chest. He had to show Leah nothing she did bothered him anymore, and there was no way she could hurt him and Bella.

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Em and the guys laughed right along - grateful for some return to normalcy.

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As five o'clock inched its way into place on Jake's office clock - he looked out the window of his second story office - towards First Beach. Storm clouds were boiling in the sky - the Pacific winds blowing them ashore in fast, furious waves.

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He wondered where Bella was. How far she'd gotten towards home. Wondered if she'd even gone home. Panic'd with the thought Lahote would just fly her out to where ever they were at the drop of a hat.

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He picked up his cell for the five hundredth time that day - ready to call her.

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knockknocknock - the quick loud raps on his door made him jump.

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" Yeah!" he barked, shoving his phone in his pocket as he stood.

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Seth's head popped through the crack he made with the door and its jamb.

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"She's down at First Beach. Been there most of the day..."

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They stared at each other. Seth not sure he'd heard. Jake not sure he'd heard right.

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"First Beach?" he choked out - not recognizing his own voice.

"Yeah..." Seth nodded, shutting the door.

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Watching the angry clouds rolling in, thinking her mood sure could use some white fluffy, yellow, sunny, she pulled her knees up, tugging her sweatshirt jacket up over them. Even the sand under her butt and between her toes had turned cold now with the sun gone for so long, and evening coming on fast.

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She was so cold - too cold - without Jake next to her. And, so confused about everything - about what had happened today, what the hell was going on with Jake and his dad, and that girl.

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Deep down she knew. Knew, Jake was too much for her. Too much, sexy ass man for her.

She hadn't been able to keep two men half as dynamic as him satisfied - what made her even dream she could have Jake and make him happy - it made her have another laugh out fucking loud moment.

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But, thats what Jake did - isn't it! Made women feel great about themselves, so his game was a little easier for him to negotiate.

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"Fuck." she scrambled to her feet, grabbing her sandals, her bag, keys! Where were the damn keys? She panic'd, holding her hair from whipping in her face, searching for the damn Hummer keys.

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"Looking for these?" his voice carried across the distance as metal glinted in the light on its flight across the sand to her.

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The keys to the Hummer fell at her feet with a soft clink.

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"Shit.." she bent over to retrieve them, only to find Jake definitely invading all her personal space when she stood back up.

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"Left them in the truck." He explained, his eyes burning down into hers. Then washing over every inch over her body.

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"Hated the way you left.' he growled, pulling her against him.

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"Hated...hated...everything... about ...this morning!" she bitched, pulling away from him, again, shoving at his meaty, iron arms.

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"No you didn't." he teased. " You loved breakfast at my house...you loved our Dr. Seuss story time..."

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"Says the guy with a girl tucked away in every corner.." she cracked trying to walk around him.

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"Whats your problem?" he growled stepping towards her. " you're always pushing me away - but I know how much...I know how you..."

Bella's eyes darted to his, cutting him off when he saw them slit with fury.

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" You don't know, dick - Black!" she seethed. " This.." she motioned between them " has never been about anything more than the sex, or the chase for you - so spare me the drama, please." she stalked thru the sand towards the truck, the going slow, considering her load and the fact her heart weighed three hundred pounds.

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"No! its not ! Bella, I..." he started chasing after her again, suddenly cutting himself off from the vulnerable, bleeding heart that he was with her.

Too, easily, he stepped into his Jacob Black - shoes. Yeah - being a nice guy never paid off he thought, recalling all the bitches, his asshole side got so easily without all this bullshit he thought.

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"So what if it was?" he growled after her. " We're attracted to each other, we cared about each other." His gut lurched hearing the past tense fly from his mouth. "Grow the hell up, Bella - we're allowed to have sex ! And , God knows - you certianly need to get laid!" he growled through clenched teeth.

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Jake stalked past her instantly. His long strides chewing up more distance than she could ever hope to cover in a short time.

"I'm not ready!" she wailed at his retreating form.

He swung around, not missing a step as he continued walking backwards. Just like he'd jogged with her that day in the rain.

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"Fine. Told you I'd wait…all you have to do is say the words."

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"Thats what you say now..how long tho?"

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He stopped. Closing the space between them, instantly, grabbing her up into his arms.

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" You're killing, me, Bella, you know that?" he growled. "I've never waited, or had to beg, or felt this way about anyone!" his chest pumped hard with the effort to breathe.

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She was frozen stiff with expectation, and fear. He was sooo different here in his real element. His home.

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" Sex, especially how its gonna be with you...god!" He threw his head back in frustration, a long pained groan escaping his chest, echoing up into the sky.

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'What, Jake? how is it with me?" she was afraid to ask - afraid to hear his rejection.

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He dropped his head into the crook of her neck, burrowing through her silky hair, his lips seeking the sweetness of her skin.

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" Its like food, like air and water - for me...I need it. I need you." He groaned again, hating himself for laying his soul bare to her like this.

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The chuckle shooting from her, woke him up, causing him to break his hold on her, like he'd been slapped.

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"Its not like that." she laughed pushing them apart, again. " Sex is just sex, Jake. You won't die without it."

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They looked at each other like they were seeing strangers. The holes in their hearts growing by the minute.

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" It is for me." he gritted out, stalking away from her.

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"Jake." she called out - sorry, she'd lashed out, again, in self preservation.

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Raking his hands through his hair in anguish, he couldn't believe they were so far apart on this.

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Couldn't believe he was losing his shit over a tiny, little, white, yoga instructor.

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Maybe his Dad and Embry's silent questioning of him was...fuck-noway.

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Couldn't believe he lost control over what happened next.

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"Jake, please..." she'd finally caught up to him, tugging on his thick arm.

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The first rain drops fell from the heavy clouds, as if the heavens were crying for them.

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'What?" Turning on her so fast, she gasp, losing her balance, stumbling backwards, away from him.

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He caught her in his arms, swooping her up high against his chest, effortlessly.

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"I'm so sick of you pulling away from me. Make up your mind where you want to be."

Holding her tight, like he never wanted her loose again, he was glaring down at her with those too tired eyes. His muscles supported her easily within his arms, but they twitched and strained around her, waiting for her to ease the stress from them.

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" Here, Jacob. I want to be right here." she ran her warm hands up his trembling arms, smoothing over his twitchy shoulders...dipping into the neckline of his t-shirt, so she could stroke his skin, and play with the silky ends of his hair.

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" I want to be in here your arms...for the rest of the night." her murmur sent goose bumps racing across both of them.

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He pulled her closer, targeting her mouth, needing to taste her.

" You sure?" he breathed, lowering his mouth to hers.

She nodded slightly before he took her lips. As usual, he was surprisingly soft and tender with her. His mouth caressing hers with reverence. She could tell he held back with her a great deal.

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" Gonna want more than just holding." he warned taking a ragged breath. " gonna need, so much more..." His voice was low and rough, raw as he'd ever been.

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"I know." she breathed back - her warm breath, heating his cheek, her tongue sliding wantonly up his neck.

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"Fuck Bells..." he shivered from head to toe with need, she had no idea what the feel of her did to him.

" Exactly..." she smiled, burrowing into his neck.

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He took her mouth - hard and forceful. His lips, sliding across hers, slick and hot, his tongue lapping her up, tasting her sweetness. She pulled herself up against him, higher, tighter. Her stiff nipples, rubbing against his, chest.

Thrusting his tongue into her, she moaned - and he could only picture doing the same with his cock, over and over again.

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That image took him to his knees. He laid her out on the sand, never breaking their kiss. " Bella" her name a weak plea, begging to free his aching cock right here on First Beach and show her, show her exactly what he'd promised...as the rain poured down on them, soaking his back.

Her clothes were soaked through. The outline of her body, revealed to him, his hands sliding over the slickness of her wet body.

A terrifying crack of lightning and thunder, boomed overhead, making her scream, the ground shake under them, the sizzle of electricity, filled the air.

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He jumped up, helping her to her feet. He had to get them home.

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" Its never, ever gonna be just sex, with us. You know that." he warned, pushing the water and wet hair gently from her flushed face.

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" God, I hope not." she smiled, tugging her plump, bottom lip into her mouth, preventing anymore sassy from coming out. Blinking the rain from her eyes, she burrowed against his chest for protection, unable to believe this beautiful man wanted her the same way she wanted him.

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