Perhaps it was the blissful sound of Jacob's heavy breathing beside her ear. Perhaps it was the fact she got to finish all the ice cream. Perhaps it was the feeling of acceptance into a pack. Whatever it was, Bella, was truly happy.

They'd managed to manoeuvre themselves up the stairs in their heated moment. They managed to clamber through the narrow doorway and into the bed. Bella smiled as she looked to her left, there lay Jacob Black. The mechanic, the werewolf, the man, nothing could take him away from her. She wanted to reach out and touch him, but he looked so peaceful that she didn't want to wake him.

There was no way Bella could go back to sleep, too much had happened in one night. Her head was still busy trying to contemplate it all. She got up then headed quickly for the bathroom, before anyone could see her bare skin. Even thought no one was in except Jake, she still felt very self conscious. She ran the shower for a minute, waiting for it to warm up. She turned around and gripped the sink, looking at herself in the mirror; she had panda eyes and a serious case of bed hair, in a normal circumstance she'd moan, but today. All she could do was smile.

Jacob woke with a proud smile on his face, remembering the ice cream fight and the events leading directly from it. He yawned and stretched, his arm extending out to where Bella was suppose to be. When his arm hit cold mattress his heart skipped a beat, had she run out on him? Had the vampires gotten her whilst he was in his deep slumber?

He listened out for her, he heard the running shower, and laughed at himself for jumping to stupid conclusions. He relaxed and stared up at his ceiling. He thought of all the things he'd just done and sighed. It all seemed like it was meant to be, he'd finally got the girl he wanted. The shower stopped, and he heard her step out and grab a towel. He leant up as he heard the door open. She stepped into the room her hair smelling of fresh shampoo. She'd wrapped a towel around her body and one around her head.

"Morning sunshine." It was his normal Saturday morning greeting, Bella turned to face him, her face beaming with joy.

"Morning Sleepy-head, are all werewolves as hard to sleep with as you?" Jacob had been sleeping like a log whilst she was trying to move and get comfortable. It was hard to sleep with a werewolf.

"Not all, besides, it's a comfort to know that I annoy you as much when I'm asleep as when I'm awake." He smiled his special smile.

Bella unwrapped the towel from around her head and began to rub her hair.

"How do you do that?" Jacob questioned.

"Do what?"

"That towel thingy. Like, wrap it all up." Jacob motioned his hands around his head. Bella laughed, at came effortlessly to her, she thought back to when he had his long hair.

"Don't you know? Even when you had long hair?" She found it impossible to believe he's never had that skill.

"Never, it's a mystery to me." He admitted.

"Well, if you go get a shower I can show you. Oooh can I put this cream stuff on you? It's really good for moisurising and making your skin softer."

"You can show me the towel thing, but no way are you coming near me with creams and girly stuff." He warned.

"Why not?" Bella stuck out her bottom lip and sat down on the edge of the bed, towel in hand.

"Because I'm not a girl?" He asked her as if it was blindingly obvious.

"You're not? What a bummer." Bella acted disappointed.

"You're a weird creature, Bella. You know that?"

"Say you wolf boy. Now go get a shower, I can smell you from here." She smell being overdramatic and holding her nose.

Jacob saluted and did what he was told, immediately, he got out of bed and leisurely strolled across to the bathroom. The phase 'let it all hang out' didn't even cover it. He shut the bathroom door and silence fell once again.

Bella sat there her jaw on the floor, she couldn't believe what he'd just done. She laughed at how suddenly comfortable he'd become around her.

"What?" He shouted through the door.

"Nothing. I just can't believe you!" She answered with a giggle.

"Ah, don't worry you'll get used to it." He replied, turning the shower on.

"If that's how it's going to be I'm rather looking forward to it." She said with a devilish smile on her face. She knew that she wouldn't have said that normally, but there was a big door separating them, so she could say what she liked, until he got back out.

She finished towel drying her hair, brushed it, then pulled it back into a tail. She shook her head making her hair fly out, she didn't know why she did it, she just liked the cooling sensation of wet hair against her hot cheeks.

She opened her drawer in Jacob's dresser. She smiled, all her familiar stuff was looking back to them, at least she could look like normal Bella, even if she didn't feel like normal Bella.

Bella had dressed her bottom half and was searching for a t-shirt to wear when she heard the bathroom door open. She heard footsteps behind her then she felt a heavy, wet, but warm mass weigh her down. Jacob wrapped his arms around Bella's bare torso and began caressing her stomach whilst she was still searching for a shirt.

"Get off my tummy." She grumbled.

"No, what's yours is mine. So it's now my tummy. Besides, I love your tummy." He spoke into her shoulder blade.

"I don't. I hate it. What makes you like it so much?" Bella asked. She'd stopped searching for a minute.

"Because it's yours, and I love every bit of you. Plus, it makes mine look more impressive." He stood up and tensed making his stomach muscles more predominant. Bella groaned as she saw his stomach. She dug deeper into the drawer, she found her top and slipped it on.

"You still want to do the towel thing?" Bella asked as if it was a forbidden act.

"Yeah, I've always wanted to know." Jacob sat down on his bed, reminding Bella of a puppy waiting for food.

After 5 minutes of teaching, Jacob realised how simple it was and began to do it himself, twisting it and flipping it several times, showing Bella each time. Bella encouraged him, it was a great life achievement for him. She clapped and laughed at Jacob, who'd kept the towel on his head.

"Please let me put this cream on you." Bella said opening the drawer and bringing it out.

"Not a chance." Jacob pouted and turned his head in disgust, he used overly camp gestures.

Bella began to put it on her own face it was a moisturiser, it claimed to eliminate dry skin, from what Bella had noticed, it had worked.

"Just a little bit Jake." Bella pleaded slightly.

"No. Get it away."

"Fine."

"We're gonna go down to the beach after breakfast."

"Are we now? Who said that?" Bella was purposely trying to be awkward.

"I said that, and what I said goes." Jacob said sticking out his tongue. "Or I could leave you alone to be leech food."

Bella gulped slightly, remembering why she was here. Jacob smiled with satisfaction.

"One thing I forgot to tell you about this hold mating thing. I'm dominant male, I might the decisions. You being the submissive female, will do exactly what I say when I say it." Jacob proudly announced, only to have Bella laugh at him.

"You seriously believe that I'm gonna do what you tell me? Yeah, okay then, good luck with that." Bella laughed.

"You'll see. Just you wait." He said smugly.