Someday
Disclaimer; all characters and copyright belong to Stephanie Meyer.
A/N-thank you for the kind reviews!
Part Eleven
Jacob pulled the chair out for Bella. She looked at him pensively before sitting down. Unfortunately due to his nerves he pushed the chair back in too quickly and she nearly tumbled off in surprise. He felt his skin heat up which was abnormal for him. He noticed Bella's cheeks were flushed too. He cleared his throat before apologising profusely. He hadn't even taken his own seat before the waiter was at the table staring at him as if he had just crawled out from under a rock. Jacob frowned as he snatched the menus from the waiters limp hands. It was obvious the man thought he didn't belong there. Bella seemed too flustered to notice the waiter's imperious stare. She was fussing with the skirts of her dress. They were both dressed up to the nines and feeling out of their comfort zone. It had been Old Quil's idea that they go out on a date. "Wine and dine, Bella. Treat her like a lady. Neither of you have had the chance to just be young and enjoy yourselves. It might help settle her emotional state."
As if? If anything it had only made both their emotional states go into overdrive. Jacob regretted taking advice from the old man. Billy had appeared bemused when Jacob told him what the elder had suggested. "You and Bella in a posh restaurant?" He had said doubtfully. "Seriously?"
"I will leave you to choose." The waiter said in a nasally tone before flouncing off.
"What is his problem?" Jacob muttered darkly as he became alarmed at the prices as he studied the menu.
"Ignore him." Bella felt her limbs trembling. She was so nervous. She felt exposed in the flimsy dress. She had borrowed it from Kim, having none of her own with her. All her clothes were still in Florida in Renee's villa. Her anxiety threatened to overwhelm her and she nearly choked as she took a huge gulp of water out of her glass. Jacob didn't seem much better. He had shredded the complimentary rolls the restaurant provided and looked sickened as he read down the menu. "Are you okay?" She asked in concern.
"I'm fine." Jacob assured her through gritted teeth. He tugged at the sleeves of his white shirt and pulled at the collar. He felt confined in the dressy clothes. He hated wearing ties and was already loosening his.
"It's a bit pricey." Bella pointed out as she read the menu in horror.
"I have it covered." Jacob tried to hide his worry. He wasn't sure he had enough to even cover the starters.
The waiter was back. He looked haughtily at Jacob and raised one eyebrow. "Are you ready to place your order?"
Jacob's expression darkened at the man's tone. He was about to open his mouth to call him out on it but Bella beat him to it. A flicker of anger at the waiter's bad attitude had now sparked into a towering rage. How dare he look down on them? All her control left her and before she knew it she had risen to her feet and dumped the pitcher of water all over the waiter's head. There was a collective gasp from the other patrons as the waiter cried out in surprise. He was forced to wipe his dripping face with the napkins as he tried to stem the flow of water. "How dare you?" He snarled at Bella.
"No, how dare you?" Jacob practically growled into the man's face as he caught hold of Bella, she was shaking with anger. He knew they needed to make a quick exit before she exploded. This whole date thing had been a bad idea.
"I'll call the police." The waiter mumbled. He could see fire in Jacob's eyes. Jacob towered over him and he felt threatened. There was further kerfuffle as the manager appeared. His eyes were like plates as he stared at Jacob in fascination.
"Don't bother, we're leaving." Jacob retorted. He glanced around at the other customers. "I wouldn't eat your food if I was you. I just saw a rat running out of the kitchen." He couldn't help laughing as he watched their faces drain of colour. "Come on, Bells. Let's leave this dive." He grabbed her hand and steered her outside.
"That went well." Bella couldn't help the disappointment flood through her. For the last three days she had been meditating as much as she could. She really thought it had begun to make an impact. She had felt much lighter of heart after unburdening herself to Jacob. The outing had been a test to see whether all her hard work had paid off. But no, her emotions were still chaotic and she was unable to control them when she got really stressed.
"I'm sorry." Jacob apologised as he yanked his tie off and unbuttoned his shirt a little. He couldn't contain his relief to be back in the open air.
"Did Old Quil really bring his wife here for their sixtieth anniversary? The place is horrible." Bella glared at the posh awning of the restaurant.
"His wife passed away a long time ago. It was probably under different management then." Jacob ruffled his hair to loosen the gel in it. If he wasn't in the middle of a busy street he would have whipped off his shirt as well. He was so used to wandering around in cut off sweats that it felt odd being fully clothed.
"This is my fault." Bella said bitterly. "I let my anger get the better of me."
"I enjoyed seeing you dump the water over his head. He deserved it. I was about to do the same." Jacob smiled at the memory. He took Bella's hand and raised it to his lips. "You're getting better at controlling yourself. This was exceptional circumstances."
Bella couldn't help but return his smile. Even though she felt deeply disappointed with herself she couldn't help but be amused at the haughty waiter's face when she threw the water all over him. She felt a surge of uncontrollable laughter course through her, and before she knew it, she was doubled over, trying to catch her breath. She was gasping and choking as she tried to stem the tide. Jacob immediately scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to his car. They were beginning to attract curious stares from passers-by.
They ended up at a drive thru. Jacob ordered four burgers and fries for himself and one for Bella. They sat in the car with the windows wound down and ate their meal. Bella couldn't stop moaning at the taste, after spending months not being able to enjoy anything, even eating, now it was the opposite. The explosion of taste in her mouth was something she couldn't describe. She didn't notice Jacob gazing at her with an odd expression. She had no idea the effect her moans were having on him, and he wasn't about to confess to her why. He dropped sauce on his shirt and he casually whipped it off throwing it in the back seat. Bella's mouth dropped open as she stared at his bare chest. A weird feeling crept over her. She had seen Jacob shirtless practically every day since he turned wolf. He was a beautiful man, but with her heightened emotions it was mesmerising. Lust fogged her brain and she choked on her burger as she tried to distract herself.
They arrived back in La Push just as it turned midnight. The drive from Port Angeles had been made in relative silence. Both of them were doing their best to control their emotions, Bella especially. She couldn't stop staring at Jacob's profile. He was truly gorgeous, the epitome of a handsome prince. Her romantic feelings toward him had been enhanced tenfold now that she had confessed them to him. She sank lower and lower in her seat, anxious in case he could tell what she was thinking. She didn't realise the pheromones her body was giving out. Jacob didn't need to read her mind to understand what was going on in her brain. Her body's natural reaction to his nearness gave her away. The car was filled with Bella's scent and Jacob was having a hard time coping. He wound down the driver's window and breathed in the fresh air. But then Bella complained of the cold and he had to close it again. Her scent filled the car and he was forced to endure the sweet torture all the way back to La Push.
Jacob parked his car outside of his house and switched off the engine. The sudden silence was deafening. Bella glanced at Jacob, who glanced away. Then when she turned her head, he turned to look at her. This went on for a good sixty seconds. This wasn't like them. They had never been lost for words when together before, or nervous. But then this was supposed to be a date, even if it had gone pear shaped. Things were different now. Their cards had been put on the table. Jacob glanced at Bella again. She seemed to be having trouble unclipping her seatbelt. He leaned over and did it for her easily. He heard Bella's breath hitch in her throat. He turned his head to look at her and gasped as he saw her lips part as she stared at him with desire in her beautiful brown eyes.
Neither knew who grabbed the other first. But suddenly Bella was on Jacob's lap with her arms wrapped around his neck and his mouth fused to hers. They kissed wildly, passionately, as if they couldn't get enough. Bella's fingers sank into Jacob's hair as he cradled the back of her head. The car windows fogged up as they kissed furiously. This kiss was as desperate as the one on the mountaintop, even more so. Bella felt out of control. Jacob's tongue explored her mouth and she nearly fell apart. There were too many sensations going on at once. Their mouths parted briefly and she drew in air, before losing it again when he dragged his lips down her neck. Her nails dug into his hot skin, marking him without even realising. She felt him suck gently at the nape of her neck as he did the same.
A sharp rap on the window made them both jerk apart. Jacob growled, his eyes alight with unsated lust. Bella was hot all over. She tried to readjust her dress over her legs. Jacob wound down the window and glared at the intruder. Quil's grinning face came into view. Jacob could have punched him. "What?" He demanded.
"Billy sent me out here. He wondered what was taking you so long. I could hear you a mile away dude. The olds are inside. I thought I better stop you before it got too heated in here." Quil laughed when he saw Bella's face flush a dull red. "Hey, Bella." He greeted her in amusement. Jacob lunged through the window at him but Quil quickly retreated. "See you inside." He barked another laugh before disappearing back into the house.
"I am so sorry." Jacob mumbled as he glanced at Bella. She looked as mortified as he felt. "I don't know what happened." He groaned at how lame that sounded. "I mean I know what happened. I shouldn't have taken advantage."
Bella sighed softly and turned her head to look at him. Tears were welling in her eyes, not because she was upset, but as a result of her conflicting emotions. She breathed deeply and tried to smile. "I think I was the one who took advantage of you."
"No way." Jacob shook his head adamantly. "I grabbed you first."
"I think we grabbed each other." Bella confessed. Her skin flushed again and she cursed her inability to act cool.
"I don't think I would have stopped if Quil hadn't been a tool and interrupted." Jacob admitted ruefully.
"Neither would I." Bella's smile faltered. "All my emotions are on overdrive especially those."
"You're beautiful, Bella Swan." Jacob smiled at her fondly before leaning in and placing a chaste kiss on her lips. He loved seeing the lust forming in her eyes again even from that slight contact. Damn, he wished they didn't have to go inside. He quickly climbed out of the car to stop himself taking things further. He ran around to help Bella out of the passenger side.
"Thanks." Bella said nervously. She paused before walking toward the house. "Um…despite certain events I had a great time tonight."
"Me too, especially the end." Jacob couldn't help but tease her a little.
"You are such a dork." Bella hit him lightly on the arm.
"Touché." Jacob threw an arm across her shoulders and guided her toward the house. He couldn't stop the sunny smile forming on his lips. Just for a while it felt like they were Jake and Bells again, and he craved more of it.
A/N-thanks for reading!
