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Last time on P & C's…

"The way you make me feel Jake… I can't explain it. I don't think you realize how much power you have over me. I honestly think I'd go to ends of the Earth for you. And then some. Thank you for being you. And for wanting me." I see her swallow hard. Like she's swallowed back whatever else she was gunna say. I think I know what it was.

I step up closer to her, my hand finding purchase on her ass. It's up higher because she standing on the step, I was aiming for her back, but her ass is more than okay. She thinks I have control over her? I don't think she realizes the control she has over me. I know, instinctively, that neither one of us would ever abuse that power. At that knowledge only seems to give it more strength. I kiss her sweetly. Once on the lips. Soft and dry, holding the pressure for a few seconds before I pull back. My eyes searching hers, darting back and forwards between. "The pleasure of wanting you is all mine Renesmee. All mine."

She smiles, her bright white teeth perfect and straight as her lips curl back. She's so beautiful when she smiles. It ramps her beauty up another notch. If that was even possible...


Chapter 28 – Cherry trees

I'm so freakn' excited. Home coming dance is in less than three hours. Which mean it's just over five until Me and Ness have the whole night to ourselves.

This morning I did a service on Mr Salazar's Silverado. Word is getting around on the Res that I do a good grease and oil change. I'm getting at least one a week, sometimes two. It such a good way to make a dollar without having to get a normal after-school job. Between school, football and Ness, I'd hate to have to commit to another schedule. This way I fit it in when I can. Ness came over this morning, just for a few hours. for breakfast. I got a quick hello kiss before dad came wheeling in, monopolizing her attention. After we'd eaten and cleaned up, we had just started to make out a little on the front porch, for no more than a few minutes, before Mr Salazar arrived with his truck. Damn it! She sat with me for a little while as I worked on the Chevy in the shed. I was almost finished, getting ready to take that shirt she'd been teasing me with all morning off before she stood, pulling out her keys up saying she had to go take her ballet class. I didn't even make it to first base.

I've spent the afternoon setting up the tent in a sheltered part of Third beach. I have all my shit stashed in there. I'm pretty sure it's not gunna; A) get ransacked by any dickhead like Quil or Paul, B) get knocked over by a freak gust of wind or storm, or C) be raided by a bear or wolf or something, for the sandwiches, cookies and cherries I've packed for us. If any of A, B or C happen, my dick is gunna tear itself off of me and clobber me with itself. I've been cocked blocked that many times, I've been that horny for all of the day.

I've managed to have a quick shower, scrubbing all the grease off my fingers, get dressed into the best dress pants and collared shirt I own. Ness already got me a tie that matches her dress. It's olive green, so I guess her dress it that color. I'll be finding out in about two minutes when I get to her place. We're going out for dinner before the dance. It's like a proper date. I haven't been able to take her on one of those yet and I'm excited to spoil her a little. I'm excited to see what she looks like in her dress and so fucking on fire to see what's under it later on.


We had a fucking awesome game last night. We kicked Chimacum's ass. 30-6, and all thirty of those points, I had something to do with and twenty-two of them directly from my not braced, still completely fine, hand.

I managed to totally ignore Bella and the Dud all night. I don't even know if they went to the game. I don't care. I saw them at the pep-rally but I was too busy ogling Ness to care about the bitch and her patsy. But I wasn't so much of an asshole as to not say hi to Ness's cousin Emmett and of course to Ali, she's still my friend—despite how big an asshole her brother and her best friend were those last few weeks of summer.

It was a little weird seeing my dad sitting with the Cullen's. And I could tell dad was awkward sitting near the douche too. He never liked the Ed, even before he left her the first time. I was watching them all from my side of the gym (The same side as Ness) It all started with dad sitting with Charlie and then Carlisle and Esme sat next to him and then Aunty Sue sat next to dad. Everyone on both sides of our lives were sitting near each other. So of course Bella sat with her dad and the dick with his folks. I was so happy to just watch it all from a distance. Thank fuck I didn't have to go say hi with them all rubbing shoulders like that. Fucking small towns and everyone in each other's business

So, I just hung out with my team and watched the show. Emmett Cullen got inducted into the Fork High school hall of fame. That guy just gets bigger and bigger every time I see him. And as Varsity captain I got to shake his hand. I know that to Ness, he's just her cousin. But I got to shake the hand of a 49res offensive tackle. It's the closest thing to a celebrity our pissy town has.

Ness was fucking spectacular in her dark blue little hot pants, you know the type that come right up to the waist but only just under the ass. I've never really taken much notice of our Drill team before. They're not that big at our school but, man oh man, will I be taking notice from now on. She fucking kicked ass at the pep-rally.

I managed to sneak my head out of the locker rooms to watch the half time entertainment when coach was giving an ass reaming to the defensive team instead of the offense for once. I got to watch her body moving, her legs kicking. A straight knee easily held up above her head while she did the splits standing up. Standing up!

I really like the half time entertainment. I was thoroughly entertained. I basically had to punch myself in the dick to stop the hard-on that fired up.

My beautiful girl, always looking after me, even had some food sitting on my bag when I came off at the buzzer. Just some fries. But man was I hungry. And anything that woman gives me tastes better just because she's touched it. I've got it bad. But I don't care. She's amazing. She's hot and she's smart and she wants me to fuck her brains out tonight. I got it bad.


I'm still so excited to see her. I know I just saw her this morning. That was nice, don't get me wrong, but it wasn;'t overly satisfying. I really wanna see this dress she's gunna be wearing. Her mom sent it over from France. French chicks are hot right?

I park my car and it takes me three strides and I'm up the front steps, orange pink rose corsage in hand, knocking on the front door. Emmett answers, frowning and doing his best to intimidate me. "What the fuck are you doing here?" he asks. Blocking me from entering.

I just stand outside the door. No reply forth coming. The little clear box containing the flower held out in front of me as if it's gunna explain everything.

"I'm here to pick up Ness?" I'm a tall guy, 6'4", but Emmitt Cullen towers over me. And now that he does nothing but workout all day, I think he could squash me in a head lock just be flexing his giant biceps. The dude is intimidating.

"You're not taking Ness anywhere," he says, a scowl on his face, his eyes narrowing at me as he still blocks my way in. Where the fuck is Esme? She needs to get a hold of her gigantic son. Before he decks me one.

I swallow my nerves. Nothing and no one, not even a giant six foot seven professional offensive tackle, is going to stop me from taking my beautiful girlfriend to the homecoming dance, and then to the private after-party I have planned for us either. At least that what we've told our parents, that were going to an after party, it's not a lie, we're just leaving out the part where it's a party for two. "Um, yeah, I am. It's the homecoming dance. We're going to dinner before. And she's my girlfriend."

"Who the fuck said you could date my little cuz?" He's leaned a little towards me. The guy is like, a good half a foot taller than me. And I'd say at least 70 pounds heavier. I start to fear for my own well being a little. I don't know if he's fucking with me or not. He was nice enough to me last night. And Ness loves him to pieces. But that might have been before he knew I was dating his cousin. Maybe Ness doesn't get to see this side to him. The protective grizzly bear side.

I think I might just be fucked.

"Um, your mom?" I say. In reality, we haven't gotten permission from any one. It's not the 1930's. But I figure all big guys have soft spots for their moms? Don't they?

"Oh, well that's okay then," he smiles. He has these massive dimples when he smiles. It makes all his gargantuan intimation qualities suddenly diminish. And the urge to piss myself from fear of being beaten to a bloody pulp is now gone, too. "Jesus, Black. I'm just fucking with you, she's up in Alice's room." He moves away from the door, relaxing his aggressive stance as he ushers me in. "You're fucking hilarious." I jostle as he slaps me on the back. If that was a friendly slap I'd hate to feel what an angry one could pound.

"Ness!" he bellows, looking up to the steps of the bedroom wing. "Lover boy is here!"

A few seconds pass and Alice sticks her head over the railing. "Five minutes," she yells back. "Hey Jake." She smiles, her face getting red as she looks at us upside down.

"Hi Ali."

"She's beautiful. But her hair's a freakn' menace. I promise, less than five minutes."

"Okay," I smile, my words lost on my breath. I can't wait to see her walking down those stairs, like they do in all the good chick flicks. Boy (me) at the bottom as the show stopping girl (Ness) sashays down in some breath-taking dress. She is beautiful already, in nothing but shorts and a t-shirt and hair thrown back in a knotted bun. I can only imagine how spectacular she'll be with Alice making her over.

"You want a beer?" Emmett asks as I follow him in to the kitchen.

"Nah, I'm driving." Firstly, I'm under age and secondly, the last time I had alcohol in this house, my whole fucking world fell apart.

"Soda then?" he asks, a little curl of his lips as he cracks his own brewski. I think I just past some kind of test.

"Sure." I sit at the island bench as Emmett gets a can out of the fridge for me.

"So you and Ness hey?"

"Yeah."

"You know about why she left Italy?"

He's taking about Angelus. "Yeah," I nod. Maintaining eye contact in the hopes that my eyes tell him just how much detail I actually do know. Which is the whole kit and gory caboodle. "She told me everything."

"You know she got shafted by everyone. All her friends. Her school. She was gunna be a fucking professional dancer, you know that?"

I nod. Ness's version of that particular betrayal is a little less self-indulgent. She swears she was never going to make an actual career out of ballet. She's too short. But I'm not sure if that's just what she's told herself to make the humiliation of being kicked out easier to bear.

"I know it all Emmett. And I love her all the more for it." I keep up the eye contact. I haven't told Ness I love her. But I just told her cousin first instead. Not quite what I had in mind. But it's out there now. And I'm gunna tell her tonight anyway.

"Good then. She deserves some good in her life. You both do."

Wow. I think that's a roundabout way of saying my 'brother did the dirty on you and he's an ass.' I'll take what little concession I can from a member of the Cullen clan.

I just nod. Looking down at my soda and take a swig. We both look up to the back door to the noise of laughter entering. I know that laugh.

The sound is followed by two people, one shortish with chocolate brown hair falling over her shoulder, the other one, taller, his hair sticking up and curling around in a dicky bouffant, but it's a nice color, brown with a touch of red; it's copper like, and it shines in the sunlight, it's the same as Nessie's. They stumble in, arm in arm from the Washington drizzle. They're laughing at some joke that's private between them and they haven't noticed me or Emmett right here in the kitchen.

Then the laughter suddenly stops. And Bella straightens up, staring at me wide eyed. Like she's never seen me before. Or if she saw me last night it was all the way on the other side of the gym.

"Jake. You cut your hair."

Oh yeah, I guess she hasn't seen that before.

I comb my fingers lightly through my short black hair, careful not to mess up the Ivy League style I spent a good fifteen minutes gelling up.

"Yeah,' I say, dismissively, "fresh start."

If you'd been less of a bitch and spoken to me more than once in the past two months, you'd know this. But you are a selfish, narcissistic bitch, so you don't know about it.

"I like it," she smiles. "It's looks good in you. Makes you're jaw look really strong." Then she starts to nibble on that bottom lip of hers, the way she knows I used to love. Then, with her back still to the Ed, she looks up at me through her long lashes, batting them like some pro trying to turn a trick. That shit don't work on me no more. And anyway, they're not as long as Nessie's.

Is she really flirting with me? I can't believe she's flirting with me. She's is fucking incredible. She takes my attraction to her as a given. She's over estimated her appeal. There is no affection left there to give. And Ed's right there! She's got no shame.

She thinks I'm hot, yet I think… I think… I think that I… that I hate her.

"It does, doesn't it?" Comes a little voice form behind me. Ness. Fuck! I fucking missed her walking down the stairs. Because of Bella. That fucking pisses me off too. But I forget my anger as her warm hand softly finds my jaw. My heart starts to thump hard and heavy and a hundred miles an hour. I take her in. Her dress is the same deep olive green as my tie. Well, the skirt bit, which is flared and only covers half her fucking perfectly shaped thighs is. The tiny little boob shaped top is is that same green only it's also covered in gorgeous floral silver beaded pattern that highlights the sparkle in her eyes. Her hair is so freakin' shiny too. All her normally crazy ringlets are smooth and glossy and cascade over one side of her bare shoulders, all the way over her tits and into the tight waist that looks only tighter in that fucking dress. I need to thank her mom. It's a fucking awesome dress.

I can't help but look her up and down. And up and down. And then one more time for good measure. Drowning in her. Memorizing her to the back of my retinas. Soaking in every morsel of her beauty. She's fucking beautiful. There's no question about it, every square inch of her is beautiful.

She's mine.

And I love her.

"Ho-ly shit," I say, spinning on my stool and wrapping my arms around her. She steps in between my knees and her little arms rest on my shoulders. Her tits lift and move as she does this. I love this dress. "You look beautiful Ness."

I'm struggling to keep my hands still in front of all these people. I want to feel every inch of her. I settle for splaying my hand across the small of her back. Relish in the way my hand span covers all of her.

She leans down. Her lips are wet on mine. "You don't look too bad yourself babe." Her finger then comes up to wipe the top of my lip, "gloss," she smiles. I don't care, I'd be happy to have my entire face smeared with lipstick if it meant I got more kisses from this Goddess.

She taller than me like this. With me sitting and her standing. Especially since she's in a gold pair of dick splitting killer heals. I don't know how the hell she's wearing them and still staying upright. But I'm thankful that she is anyway. I didn't think her legs could look any better than they did in those dancing hot pants last night. But fuck my dick, I don't think I'm going to make it to the last dance of the evening. I want to take her straight to that tent right now.

She leans in to me, nuzzling against my neck, her perfect amazing, 'want to lick them', tits in my face. "You smell fucking awesome," she whispers so only I can hear. Her sweet breath is warm as it blows in my ear. A hot shiver is sent all the way down my spine and under and around.

She doesn't cuss much. So when she does… I swear, if dicks can explode, then mine's gunna go bush-ka, real soon.

"All right you two, no Frenching in the kitchen," Ali laughs as she skips in.

"We're not," Ness calls over her shoulder. "It's just scenting the mate. Smell this Alice," she says griping her cousin by the collar and shoving her face at me. "Seriously. Is that not the best smell of man you've ever smelt?"

"Are you alright?" I laugh, trying to dodge both little pixy noses from smelling me like some kind of animal in rut, only to be trapped by the bench and the back of the seat.

They both ignore me anyway.

"No. Not for me," Ali says, her nose scrunched up, shaking her head.

Good. I only wanna smell nice for Ness. Don't tell anyone but it's Seth's aftershave. The gay fucker's got like, ten bottles.

"Boloney," Ness says, leaning in and dragging her noes along my jaw and down over my pulse point. Fu-u-uk. "This right here, is 100% pure, unadulterated, alpha male." I see her eyes flick up over my shoulder. I'm guessing to Bella.

"Don't you agree Bella?" Ness's smile is tight and a little threatening. Yep, it was to Bella. "Jake looks and smells like pure sexy man dressed up and with a little cologne on."

"I don t know, I've never smelled him in cologne. We didn't go out much," my ex-friend bites. "We tended to stay indoors mostly." The double meaning not lost on anyone in the kitchen room.

"Oh what a waste. I think he comes into his own when we're free to explore ourselves in nature. What a shame you never got the best part of him. I guess I should say thank you Bella." Ness is all calm and cool, but I can see the fast and strong thump of her pulse in her neck. She's wanted to call Bella out for weeks. My protector as always.

She doesn't need to protect me though. Not from Bella anyway. Not anymore. It's my job to protecther now.

Bella can go get fucked.

She's nothing to me anymore.

It's about time I told her as much.

Everyone else in the room is statue still— not sure what to do with this family cat fight that's just started. I keep my hands firmly on Ness's waist, pulling her in closer and pivoting us both so that I can see Bella too.

But the brunette keeps on going, a truly ugly look of malice across her features. "I disagree. They say the first-fruits are the best. I think I got the best bit, Nessie," she says her name like it's a dirty word. "I think you got the leftovers."

I've never hear such venom in Bella's voice before. It's a side to her I've never seen and one I most certainly don't like. She sounds jealous.

She does not get to be jealous… No way.

And no way does she get to talk about me like I'm not here.

And abso—fucking—lutely NO WAY does she get to talk to Ness like that.

I stand up, tucking Renesmee under my arm. She doesn't fit as well as normal with those fucking, fuck me, amazing heels.

"Excuse me! Don't talk to her like that. You got nothing of me Bella." I'm loud, but I think my voice is sure and true and confident with Right on my side. "You fucking used me and left. You'll never know what you could have had of me. But I'll tell you now, anything I gave you was a waste of my time."

My hand waving in dismissal through the air. I'm dismissing her. "You didn't deserve anything of me. And what you did get was a fucking poor imitation of what real love is. What Ness and me share… it's about a thousand time stronger than any crappy thing you and I had. And for the record; In comparison to Ness; what we had, Bella… was shit. I had no idea just how boring you were. Take a god damn risk."

"Hey!" Edward pipes in. Oh now you wanna talk to me? Bring it ass face. "Have a little couth Jacob, be a gentleman."

"Oh shut up Ed, you're lucky I haven't punched that pretty boy face in long ago. Fuck off back to New York and let us just have our life without you two pissing on everyone's good time."

Of course, Mrs. Cullen walks in at just that moment. "Jacob!" she's shocked, and I'd say cranky hearing me taking to her son like this.

"Sorry Mrs. C. but I just had to get that off my chest," I say, quickly looking over to her. I stand, taking Ness by the hand and grabbing the corsage box with the other. "So we're going for dinner. Thanks Emmett for the drink. Thank you Ali, for enhancing what is already beautiful. Thank you Esmee for letting Ness stay at the party tonight and lastly… thank you, you two," I say, looking pointedly at Bella and The Dick, "for being selfish assholes. If I was still wrapped around your little finger Bells, I'd never been able to see this Goddess that was right in front of me. Thank you for giving me a reason to storm into Nessie's room that night. Thank you for giving her a reason to look after me. To hold me. To talk to me. Thank you freeing me to find the love of my life."

Not how I planned on telling Ness that I love her—as a pay back to Bella—but it's out there now. I know she heard the meaning in my words by the way her little warm hand squeezes mine a little tighter in reply.

I look down to her, her sunburst eyes gazing up at me. I think it's a proud smile on her lips. Her shiny, kissable lips.

"Come on sweetheart. The reservation's for six-thirty."

"Okay," she mouths. Her smile splitting across her face. Yeah, it's a proud smile. She's wanted me to chew Bella out for months. It feels freakin' awesome too.

We walk, hand in hand, at a brisk pace out of the kitchen and into the entry foyer, Ness's training duffle filled with her after dance 'party' stuff sitting by the door.

I can hear Esme in the kitchen. She's asking what on earth happened and complaining that she didn't get to take a picture. Emmett is laughing his nuts off. Alice is calling out to Ness that she forgot her lip-gloss. And I hear nothing from the lucky couple. We ignore it all and make our way out side. Into the cool night air. The closing of the door, the freedom I didn't know I had been waiting for. It cleanses me like the cool dusk light that bathes us on the porch.

"Ohhhh. I can't believe I just did that." I'm smiling. A little shocked breathlessness from my lips.

"You did it though," she smiles, winding her arm around my middle.

"Yeah I did. And I feel so much freaking better now."

"I'm proud of you Jake. I know you're not one for confrontation, but she had it coming. Telling you your jaw is strong," she grumbles. "I mean, it does look good. I love it. But shit! She doesn't get totell you. Especially not in front of Eddie either. Rude much? And, it's my jaw," she smooches, both her hands cupping said amazing jaw. "No one else looks or touches my jaw," she croons, reaching up on her tippy toes in those killer heels.

"What about me? Can I touch my own jaw?" I can't help but smile. This possessive jealous Ness monster is turning me on. I'm realizing that a little bit of possessiveness is downright sexy.

She makes to deliberate for a minute. Her head lilted to the side. Her glossy locks whispering over prefect tits in that sweetheart bodice. "Okay. You can touch your own jaw. But be careful with it. I don't want it getting damaged."

"It won't," I say, going along with our silly banter landing a loving kiss on her lips to boot. I like her in these heals, I don't have to bend down quite so much. She's still a short ass, but not quite so freakishly small. "It's strong, remember? You said it."

"I did. Didn't I? And anyway, she was wrong about the first fruits being the best. Anyone who's ever climbed a fruit tree knows the best fruit it at the top. The bit you have to wait for. The one you have to climb up for. For the tree to be strong enough to support you at the top. But when you are at the top. You're on top of the world. It's just you and your fruit tree. Nothing but the wind in your hair and leaves and the sun warming your skins. Luscious and juicy and ripe for the picking." She smiling at me. That cheeky light in her eyes.

We're not talking about climbing fruit trees.

I don't think we ever were.

"Am I the fruit tree I this analogy?' I say, dry humor in my smile.

"Of course. A cherry tree to be exact."

"Of course."

"The best fruit grows in trees. None of this ground dwelling, acid, spiky leaf tang. I like it sweet and decadent and bursting with life."

"That's you Ness. My little red cherry. Bursting with life."

"Yes, good. I'm a cherry, and Bella's a pineapple. Too much work. You have to cut off all the hard outer bark, just to get to the good, but only to find it's not sweet enough. It's too sour and hurts all the little cuts the outer spikes caused. Hardly worth the effort. Cherries on the other hand… Cherries are just waiting to be bitten, straight off the tree. Take and devour. Asking you to pick it," she say, basically climbing me. A healthy thrust of her gut into my dick for good measure. I'll pick her fruit all right. Right here on this porch if I had my way. But its homecoming dance. And I love this little spit fire. And we're gunna do this right.

"I chose you Ness. Pick you. You know that right?"

"I know," she nods, her eyes easy and sure of my feelings for her. "I know, in no uncertain terms. I heard you tell her as much. And about bloody time too. Stupid bitch had it coming." I've never really heard her voice her feelings for Bella. I kind of guessed they weren't glowing. I see now though, that her protectiveness of me, and her love, have created a little red headed, pocket-sized, white knight ready to defend me. I hope, I meanreally hope, she means what she says. That after what just happened inside, she knows just where Bella stands in my life. On the bottom, that is; in the ass, shit-pile. And where Ness stands is at the top. The pinnacle of my esteem. The love of my life. My goddess. My cherry on top.

"Ness," I say, stopping at my car, just before I open the door for her. "Did you hear what I said inside?"

She laughs a little. "Yeah, everyone heard what you said, my sweet man." Her fingers curling up over mine and she brings one of my fingers to her mouth, one finger seductively playing with the edge if her lips. She holds my hand with both of hers, and slowly draws my finger into her mouth, her tongue curling around and sucking as she slowly drags it out. Fuck me she's sexy… and all mine. And I'm finally free of Bella. Ness is perfect for me. I want my dick replaced by my finger. Now, not after dinner and not after the dance. Now.

But what we have is so much more that the sex and the sexy times. Ness and me, we're the full package. Body, mind and soul. The whole love bundle . I can wait a few hours. We're doing this properly.

"I mean the bit about you."

She doesn't answer me. I think she knows what I'm talking about. But I also thinks she's too chicken to call me on it. I'll call myself on it instead.

"I love you, Renesmee Cullen."

My fingers, one still wet form her saliva, twist with hers. Our palms touching, the length of our forearms connecting skin to skin. The radiant heat pulsing off her warms me from the inside. Our eyes meeting, spirit deep. Soul mates.

"I love you, too, Jacob Black."


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