A/N: Sorry about the delay....the evil migraine has finally gone away, thank god! I played with a blowtorch and some hammers, so I worked through my creative slump.....and now I am a week ahead on my metals project....yay!
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Ok, random story time......because I can't help myself.....:) So I was looking through my files the other day, and came upon my original outline for this story that I typed up once the ideas were flowing. And it only had like 20 chapters, because I was so clueless that my imagination would just run with this.....and I looked it over, and while the same gist is there....I will admit it.....my original concept for this was a far cry from what it ended up to be.....
So yeah, all of you and your encouragement, along with Nostalgicmiss' never ending emails of praise, have turned this into an epic story.....so thank you, because I truly cannot express what this experience has done for me. It has gotten me back into writing, which is something I haven't really done for awhile...and....it's also good, because my recent art endeavors have also improved as well.....so thank you all because you have drawn me out of my creative retardation and breathed new life into me......yay!
Ok, so now that you all think I am probably a nut job...(which I totally am)...I will get on with the story....it's all downhill from here folks! And a shout out belongs to SM for bringing me into this world of vamps and shifters in the first place...it all belongs to her...:)
Chapter Thirty-seven: In the City
Jacob POV
As soon as I saw Edward's face come into view, my heart began to thump wildly in my chest. This was it, either she was here or she was gone, and I could only hope that it was the former.
Thousands of questions flew through my brain as Edward took two steps further towards me out of the gate.
Would she still love me?
Would she be alright?
Would she still look the same?
The past few days had been a roller coaster of emotions, I'm sure for the both of us, but one thing remained true for me. She was everything I would ever want, and I couldn't wait to make her my wife. I didn't want to wait, but I didn't know if we would be able to just pick up and start off where we were before this whole thing happened. I wouldn't want to push her into anything, so I would patiently wait until she decided what she wanted. I could only hope that she would continue to choose me, to choose us.
Before I could chastise myself with any further inner turmoil, I saw a streak of bronze curls and porcelain skin fly by Edward in a whirlwind.
Then she came into view and the ties of the imprint snapped back into place. She was home, she was running at me full force, and she was mine.
I smiled widely at her and she hurled herself towards me, wrapping her arms and legs tightly around me.
My shoulder twitched at the impact and sent a pulsing surge of pain through my arm. I yelped loudly, trying to keep my balance as I wrapped my free arm around her tiny waist. She smelled heavenly as she attacked my neck and face with light kisses, her warmth leaving little pocks of fire all over my skin. I had missed her terribly and I squeezed her tightly before I leaned back from her, wanting to see her face.
I had missed her beauty, but nothing compared to what I saw when she gazed into my eyes. She was even more radiant than I had remembered, and she was smiling in pure joy, and all because of me. She was just as happy to see me as I was her; and I couldn't believe that she came back to me.
I wanted to ask her so many questions, make sure that she was alright, but she had other plans.
Before I even knew what was going on, her lips forcefully pressed against mine and my body surged with adrenaline. I had forgotten the effect that she had on my body. The crowds surrounding us disappeared completely and the only sounds that I could hear were our hearts beating rapidly.
Warmth overwhelmed me and I squeezed her tighter against my chest as I timidly pressed my tongue against her bottom lip. She turned her face slightly and pushed hers back to meet mine. The fire between us raged out of control as she gripped my face tightly and her tongue continued its sensual dance with my own.
It was as if we had never been apart. The surge of passion and emotion was still the same; if not more intense than it had been the night of our engagement. Random images flickered through my subconscious, and they were beyond surreal.
The clarity at which I could see all of the moments of passion we had ever shared were racing past my eyelids, each one more passionate than the next. Our naked bodies pressed up against each other, intertwined, thrusting, pulsing, writhing in ecstasy.
If we hadn't been standing in the middle of an airport, I would have pushed her into the nearest wall and marked her as mine, but the sound of giggles an a low warning growl brought me back to reality.
We did have an audience, and among one of them was someone who could read both of our thoughts, and I assumed did not appreciate his daughter's x-rated narration of our physical relationship.
I tried to lean back to break the kiss, but Nessie leaned back with me, and I had to turn my face to the side to free my lips from hers. Continuing the kiss would have been sublime, but I knew that now was not the time, and in front of her parents, aunts, uncles, and extended family was not the place. We had plenty of time later to continue this train of thought, and preferably when we did, we would be completely alone.
Nessie seemed to get the idea, because she buried her face into the side of my neck and sighed. I could feel the heat radiating off of her cheeks, and figured that she was blushing in embarrassment for trying to molest me in the middle of an airport. My eyes were still closed, because I didn't know if I needed to prepare to run for safety, but a loud, howling laugh from Emmett cued me in that maybe I was not going to be experiencing the wrath of an overprotective father, at least not in a place with so many witnesses.
"Dude, do we need to get you two a room?" he practically yelled out as he continued to laugh hysterically. I guess overprotective uncle was not something I would have to worry about with Emmett, he seemed to think the whole thing was entertaining.
I cautiously peeked one eye open, and looked out in front of me. Just as I had suspected, we were surrounded by a large group of vampires, in various states of emotion. Alice, Emmett, Bella and Esme seemed to be amused by the situation.
The vampires I remembered as being from Denali were more curious and confused as to our very public display of affection, and then there were Rosalie, Edward and Jasper.
Rosalie was looking at me with a mixture of happiness and contempt; I'm sure because she was still pretending that she hated me.
Edward was seething, and I could only hope that Nessie's stream of inappropriate thoughts had ceased, because they would only further aggravate him. He may have been accepting of the changes in our relationship, but I am sure that he didn't want to see them first hand.
Jasper was looking at us with concern, and I could tell that he was slightly uncomfortable with the obvious amount of lust that must have been thrown his way.
"Jacob, could you please release my daughter?" Edward requested through clenched teeth, flexing his jaw as he shot daggers at me.
I dropped my arm from her waist, and she reluctantly untangled her limbs from me as she slid down the front of my body to the floor.
Her face was still buried into my chest, and I could hear her heart fluttering nervously in her chest.
"Ness?" I whispered, looking down onto the tangled mess of bronze curls that was smashed into me. "Honey?"
She sighed heavily and reluctantly turned in my embrace to face our audience. I don't know why she was so apprehensive, but I knew that she was probably embarrassed at her utter lack of control in her passion for me. It truly was unlike her normal behavior. She was normally restrained and careful around her parents, only letting herself be truly uninhibited when we were alone in our apartment.
Nessie leaned back against my chest, pressing her little back into me, and I snaked my arm around her waist, settling it on the fabric of her shirt over her stomach.
"I'm sorry," she whispered softly as she took in a deep breath.
Edward's face relaxed visibly, and I could see the fists at his sides relax as he reached over and took Bella's hand in his own and pulled her closer to him. I guess that his stance on our relationship had changed since I saw him last, so I guess I didn't have to worry about more injury coming to my body.
"Don't push it Jacob," he said with a visible amount of dry humor in his voice. "I may accept it, but you don't need to be flaunting it in public."
I pursed my lips together to fight back and chuckle and decided it was probably best to just change the subject entirely.
"So......" I began warily, not exactly knowing what the etiquette was for welcoming back a coven or two of vampires from a rescue mission against a demented hybrid vampire kidnapping your fiancée was. It wasn't exactly like Hallmark taught you how to thank people for such things.
"Let's make our way towards our gates before we get into this discussion," Edward said calmly as he stepped past us and led the way.
"Wait," I said quickly as I realized that I hadn't exactly planned a return trip. "Don't I need to buy a ticket for your flight?"
"I'll take care of it," he responded as he began to walk towards the familiar arrivals and departures screen I had spent most of the hours of this morning staring at in anticipation.
He quickly located the flight to Victoria, BC on the departures board, scheduled for three hours from now, and the one to Denali, Alaska departing twenty minutes prior to it. They were in the same terminal, C, but they were at different gates, but I knew that we would all probably end up spending the time together anyways.
The thirteen of us made our way through the crowds in the airport, enjoying a somewhat strained, yet comfortable silence as the people seemed to part like the red sea around us. I could now see what Edward had once told me about humans having a self-preservation instinct. It was somewhat amusing as they would subtly shift themselves as far away from any of us as possible, knowing that all of us, well not necessarily me, but still, posed somewhat of a threat to their safety.
We found the gate for the flight to Victoria, and found a large section of empty seats near a wall, away from the sunlight pouring through the slightly tinted windows. It was not enough to come directly in contact with their skin and make a scene, but it was enough to send a strange glow floating around the group of vampires as they eyed each other curiously.
Nessie and I sat in the seats closest to the window, quickly intertwining our hands on the armrest between us. The immediate family sat next to us, and the coven from Denali sat across from us, along with another man I had never seen before.
The man who I had vaguely remembered being named Eleazar, was eyeing Nessie curiously, as we watched Edward walk up to the gate side desk, most likely going to buy me a ticket.
Alice was the first to break the silence, and she asked Eleazar a question, which had something to do with the events of the past few days, but I honestly had no idea what she was referring to. I sat back into my seat and stroked the back of Nessie's hand with my thumb while I attempted to pay attention.
"So Eleazar," she began in her usual chipper voice, bouncing her feet on the soft carpet beneath her chair. "How exactly was I able to see that place? I thought that Alexei's gift kept me from seeing them."
I just sat there and listened, not having any idea who this Alexei person was, but from the reaction that it stirred in Nessie, I figured that he was not a person that made her comfortable. She stiffened in her seat, and I could hear her heart beat pick up slightly.
"Well, I'm not exactly sure, but I believe that Renesmee herself had something to do with that," he answered honestly, letting his gaze rest on Nessie to my left.
"I don't understand," Alice said from my other side.
"I think that she was somehow able to break through his shield, her gift has changed since I saw her last."
I returned my gaze to Nessie, who had her head leaned against my shoulder, her brow was furrowed in confusion as she looked at Eleazar, but then a knowing look crossed her face as she sat up and began talking to him.
"What do you mean it has changed? How?" she asked, her body tensing beside me.
"When I met you as a child, you possessed the gift for showing your memories and various thoughts and ideas with your touch, but I always suspected that there was more to it, considering that you were the only one who was able to break through your mother's shield. I had no way to actually prove this, but it is the only explanation I can think of. Did you have any contact with Alexei while you were being held?"
She tensed again and squeezed my hand at the mention of his name, but then relaxed as she responded.
"I touched his arm, I showed him a vision, and he recoiled from me like it hurt him, and he got mad at me," she said softly, a tinge of something that could have been fear or apprehension visible in her voice.
"When?" Alice asked curiously, as she leaned over me to look at Nessie.
Nessie sat up straighter and leaned across me to respond to her aunt, but she looked confused.
"How long was I out?" she said thoughtfully.
"Only a few hours, probably two at the most," Alice responded.
I still had no idea what they were talking about, but apparently this was important because the entire group around us had stopped their conversations to look at the four of us.
"Then maybe a day before you found me, I'm not exactly sure, there were no clocks anywhere. I was never allowed to leave the room they put me in," Nessie responded.
I cringed at the thought that they had her locked up in a room for days, I didn't even want to imagine the things that she had been through, and I hoped that I could help her get through this, although, she was acting surprisingly normal for having been through such an ordeal. She obviously gained her ability to suck up pain and get past it from her mother. Even in Bella's zombie like state when I became friends with her, she could always push things down and out of her system.
Alice's face lit up a bit as she gazed at her niece, and a flicker of understanding crossed her features.
"That must have been it, you seemingly rescued yourself hun," she said as she giggled out her answer. "You truly are your mother's daughter."
"Hey," Bella called out from further down the seats. "I heard that."
Alice turned to face her and laughed at the expression on Bella's face.
"It was a compliment," Alice said happily.
"Whatever," Bella said from her seat as her gaze rested on the form of Edward returning towards her.
He smiled at her and continued down the aisle towards where I was seated with his daughter, and he held out two travel ticket folders.
"I couldn't get you on our flight, so I booked you both on the next flight to Seattle, you can take the ferry home in the morning. Your flight leaves in forty-five minutes, it is in concourse B. You have your credit card, right?"
I nodded and took the folders out of his hands, surprised by the fact that he would let either of us out of his sight after the events of the past week, but I was not going to argue at spending time alone with Renesmee. We obviously had a lot of things to discuss considering the circumstances.
"When you get into Seattle, there is a rental car agreement in with your boarding passes, go find a hotel close to the ferry station, and call when you get in. Here," he said placing his phone in Nessie's lap. "Call the house, Carlisle should be home when you get there."
"Are you sure?" I asked cautiously, not quite believing that he would let us go out on our own so soon after this whole ordeal.
"Yes, Jacob, now hurry up, you need to get going before your flight begins to board."
"Oh, here, hold on a sec," I said as I opened up the duffel at my feet and dug through it hastily. "The Vanquish is in the extended stay parking garage in Victoria, here are the location ticket and the keys."
Edward took the keys from me and gave me a knowing smile. He knew that I had always wanted to drive that car again, but he didn't seem angry as he stepped away so I could get up from my chair.
I lifted myself up out of my seat and turned towards Nessie, offering her my hand to help her up. She smiled happily at me as she took my hand and lifted herself out of the seat. I could tell that she was just as excited about this turn of events as I was.
Hand in hand, we turned towards the rest of the family and hugged them all goodbye. Bella looked at the both of us wistfully, but we would be together by then end of the next day, so I knew she was just reacting as a concerned mother. I would be reluctant to let my child leave my side after such dramatic events, but she hugged us tightly and told us she loved us nonetheless.
Emmett told us we needed to be careful not to break the bed, and Edward growled at him, and then he reluctantly hugged us both goodbye, reminding us to call once we landed.
The rest of the family embraced Nessie and some patted me on the back. I couldn't blame them for not hugging me, I knew of their aversion to my smell. I know that my nose wasn't exactly happy at being surrounded by that many vampires either.
After a few minutes, once all the goodbyes had been said; Edward handed me Nessie's passport, and we headed towards the ground transport to terminal B. By the time we got to our gate, they had already started boarding, so we got into the back of the line and patiently waited our turn.
Ten minutes, and one painful forehead collision with a doorway later, we were seated in the sixth row of the plane, enjoying the business class tickets that Edward had purchased for us. I had never actually sat in anything besides coach, so it was nice to be able to stretch my legs out a little bit. Nessie leaned her head against my good shoulder, covered herself in a blanket, and took a nap the entire flight.
I just watched her sleep, occasionally looking out the window into the darkened sky.
The three hours seemed to pass by slowly, and I was left with only my thoughts for entertainment in the darkened cabin of the plane. My mind drifted to our future. I was sure that we would be forced to move soon, and I didn't know where that left us.
Would we get married before we left Victoria? Where would we even go to? Would we be allowed to live by ourselves?
I didn't really know the answers to any of these questions. The family would probably decide all of these things once we returned, but a nagging suspicion that something wasn't right was still sitting in the back of my mind. I couldn't really put a finger on it, but Nessie seemed different to me somehow. Not necessarily in a bad way, just something had changed since I had seen her last.
As the plane began its descent, she stirred slightly, and I sighed as her brown eyes locked with mine, and a small smile lit up her face. She lifted herself up slightly, kissed me softly on the lips and settled back into her seat, hugging my arm tightly.
Twenty minutes later, we were arguing with a rental car agent over the fact that we didn't want to drive a pick up truck when our reservation was for a sedan. It was times like these that I wished that I had one of the other family members with me, because when I tried to 'dazzle' people, it just ended up coming out wrong. I was incapable of sweet talking humans, it seemed that my charms only worked on my stunning fiancée.
Finally, we were given the keys to a mid-size car; and headed out to the parking structure to try to find it.
Once we located our Pontiac G8, which was an ostentatious shade of cherry red, I laughed, because I knew that as much as I wanted to, I wouldn't exactly be able to drive in the evening traffic of Seattle. I had barely made it to the airport in Victoria driving with one arm on the highway.
"What?" Nessie questioned me as I pulled open the rear door to the car and dropped my duffel bag onto the seat.
"Oh, nothing, here," I said tossing her the keys. "I guess you get to drive."
She smiled brightly and rushed to the driver's side, kissing me on the cheek on her way. I knew how much she enjoyed driving, especially in traffic, so I was gladly relinquishing my entitlement as a male to drive to her, because it obviously made her happy.
I climbed into the passenger seat and fumbled around with the seatbelt trying to get it into place with only the use of my one arm. My shoulder had begun to feel better today, but I didn't want to risk it shifting, because it would only be more painful if Carlisle had to re-set it when we got back home.
"So," she said curiously as she turned to look at me. "Where to?"
I hadn't actually thought of that, I mean, I had been to Seattle before, but I wasn't exactly familiar with the city in terms of knowing where to go to find lodging. Luckily, technology was on my side.
"Why don't you call Carlisle and tell him we arrived safely while I find something on the GPS," I said as I started pushing buttons on the computer in the center portion of the dash.
After a few tries, I was able to locate the search feature on the GPS navigation and scrolled through it until I was able to find the ferry line. I figured that we could drive to the ferry station and then find a hotel from there. We would probably be leaving early in the morning, so the closer to the station the better.
Nessie finished up her call to her grandfather quickly, making sure to inform me that he was not happy with my escape from his custody, and I laughed heartily at the thought of the look on Carlisle's face when he noticed the Vanquish was missing from the garage.
After she finished her call, I set the GPS to the waypoint of the ferry station, and several points of interest popped up. One of them was for the Edgewater Hotel, which was only a few blocks from the station, so I set it as a secondary waypoint, figuring that we could check it out.
Traffic from the airport towards downtown was fairly heavy in the mid evening apparently, and the drive that was supposed to take us forty minutes, quickly turned into over an hour.
We filled the silence in the car by listening to a local radio station, but I couldn't help but feel that there was a very large elephant in the car with us. I didn't know whether or not she would want to talk about her experience, and I didn't want to push her, so I just remained silent.
When we neared the ferry station, it looked like they had already sent out the last ferry for the night, so I just got out of the car and went up to the door to check their hours. They opened at seven in the morning, so I figured that it was a safe assumption that we should return by that time the next day. We needed to be in Victoria at the earliest time possible, or the family would worry. I knew that they were all reluctant for us to leave them so soon.
"Where are we going now?" Nessie asked as I got back into the car and closed the door.
"Here," I said pushing the button for the navigation to go to the next waypoint. "Follow these directions; I want to check out this Edgewater Hotel."
About five minutes later, we pulled up next to the most amazing looking rustic building, which I assumed was the hotel. If you looked out towards the water, you could see the harbor perfectly, and if you looked the other direction, the city was completely lit up behind the hotel. It was amazing.
The whole front had white wooden siding, interspersed with natural wood. It had several balconies, and on the ground floor, the entire sidewalk was covered with wooden pergolas. This was where we were staying, no arguments at all, I couldn't wait to see the inside of the place.
"Just pull up to the reception entrance, I'm sure they have a valet," I instructed Nessie as I could see her practically drooling right along with me.
She loved historic hotels, thus her fascination with the Empress back in Victoria.
After Nessie's first experience with 'tossing a valet the keys', which she had mentioned to me on the night of our first real date, she grabbed my bag out of the back seat and my free hand with the other. She was practically bouncing with excitement as we made our way towards the check-in desk.
"How can I help you sir?" a very petite, brunette woman asked me as we walked up to the desk.
"I would like to get a room with a waterside view, preferably with a king," I told her as she began typing things into the computer.
"Name?" she asked as she peered up at me.
"William Wolfe," I responded as I dropped Nessie's hand and reached into my pocket to get out my wallet. I pulled out my license and my Amex, and slid them across the granite countertop towards her.
"Yes, well, it looks like you are in luck, we have a king junior suite open," she said as she picked up the black card with a smile on her face.
It never ceased to amaze me the looks people would give you when you handed them that card. It was as if you instantly gained credibility. Although, I was sure that she was probably happy that the two of us were not street urchins. Nessie was looking a little worse for wear in her dirty jeans and blouse. I wanted to get her up to the room and cleaned before I worried about getting her new clothes though, she was probably wanting to take a bath.
"One key or two," she asked as she slid the card and a confirmation of payment back towards me.
She activated two cards and slid them back towards me. "I hope that you and your wife enjoy your stay," she said warmly.
I smiled and said, "We will, thank you."
Nessie had already started wandering around the lobby of the hotel, which I had to admit was quite impressive. It was a rich mix of various kinds of natural wood, and the furniture was covered with upholstery done in rich colors. There were deep plaids and lots of worn in looking leather everywhere you looked.
I turned back towards the desk, curious as to where we could get Nessie a change of clothing, I was sure she wouldn't want to spend the next day in the ones she was wearing.
"Do you know where we would be able to do some clothing shopping around here?" I asked the same desk clerk.
She pursed her lips and said, "Hmmm," as she contemplated for a moment.
"When you go out of the hotel, turn right and head straight for about six blocks, then you should see signs for the Pike Place market. There are some boutiques along side the restaurants in that area."
"Thanks."
I walked towards the back of the hotel, which looked towards the harbor, and found Nessie sitting in one of the chairs, admiring the view. It was still early in the evening, so there were lots of boats dotting the water on the horizon.
"Do you want to go get cleaned up first or would you like to get some more comfortable clothing first?" I whispered as I leaned over the back of her chair.
She popped up and turned to face me. "Clothing please, I want to get out of these," she said as she motioned towards her tattered threads.
I took her by the hand and led her out the front of the hotel, out onto the covered sidewalk.
"Where are we going?" she asked as she looked up towards me.
"Pike Place Market," I answered as I pulled her along the sidewalk.
It was nice to actually spend time together as a normal couple. And hearing the clerk inside call her my wife made my heart swell. I couldn't wait until that was actually true.
We made our way along the sidewalk, our hands swinging in between us. The shops came into view, and there were several outdoor performers out on the sidewalks playing music and entertaining the crowds waiting to get into the various restaurants in the area.
We wandered down the a little farther, and there were several clothing boutiques that looked like they featured designs from local artisans and designers.
Nessie stopped in front of a store that had hand dyed dresses and other various articles of clothing, so I nudged her on the shoulder and said, "Go look."
She turned towards me and smiled widely as she pushed open the door. The entire shop was covered practically floor to ceiling in fabric and articles of clothing in every color under the sun.
I stood by the door and watched as she walked among the table and racks, running her hands along the brightly colored fabrics.
She stopped at a rack full of dresses that looking like they were made of some kind of satiny material, and began pulling them out to look at them.
There seemed to be one in particular that caught her eye, because she pulled it out and held it up to herself and turned to face me with a smile on her face.
It was a long dress, that looked fitted at the top, but flowed out from the high waistline, and it was dyed a combination of a deep cobalt blue and turquoise.
From the smile on her face, there was no way that I could refuse her, so I stepped up to her and took the dress as I walked towards the cash register.
I paid the clerk in cash and we headed back out towards the street.
A few shops down, there as a chain store that had a denim display in the window, so I pulled her inside and told her to pick out some jeans and shirts to wear tomorrow. Ten minutes later, we paid and then made our way back towards the hotel.
Once we were inside, I walked back to the reception desk and asked about getting reservation in one of the restaurants. She informed me that the attire was casual chic and made us reservations for eight, and instructed me on how to get to our room.
We made our way towards the elevator, and took it to the top floor. All of the junior suites were on the top floor, and we quickly located our room number.
Nessie grabbed one of the keys from me and pushed it into the card reader. I let her walk in a few steps before I followed, and she was standing there in the doorway with a stunned look on her face.
"It's beautiful," she whispered as she took my hand and deposited our bags on a table by the door.
She was right, the room was spectacular. Directly in front of the door along the left side wall, there was a fireplace in the corner, flanked by a sliding glass door that led out to a balcony. In front of the fireplace there was a small seating area.
To the right, along the far right wall was an enormous wooden four-poster king sized bed with gauze curtains hung from the sides. To the left of the bed was along sliding glass door to the balcony.
We took a few more steps into the suite, and when I turned I could see the bathroom along the wall beside us to the right.
It was done completely in natural stone, with two sinks along the back wall. I took a few more steps to the open door to the bathroom, and was taken aback by its extravagance. To the right, there was a walk in shower complete with multiple rain shower heads and a floor to ceiling glass front. To the left was a large claw foot tub that looked as if it would fit two people perfectly.
I stepped back towards Nessie and snaked my arm around her waist and pulled her towards me.
"Would you like to take a bath with me?" I whispered in her ear as I grazed my mouth along her neck and jaw.
She made a satisfied humming noise and reached up towards me pulling the strap of my sling over my head as I leaned down towards her.
I smiled at her and kissed her on the cheek as I tried to straighten out my arm. It had definitely healed almost completely during the course of the day, and I could only hope I wouldn't have to wear the sling tomorrow.
Reaching back down to her level, I placed my hands along the bottom hem of her shirt, looking into her eyes for permission to undress her.
She smiled sweetly and nodded as I lifted the thin material away from her skin. Once I had removed it and deposited it on the chair closest to us, she reached up towards the buttons on my shirt and began to pull them loose, one by one.
When she was done, she ran her warm hands along the muscles of my chest, gently pushing the material from my shoulders. With a minimal amount of effort we were able to work it down from my injured shoulder and I placed it on the chair as well.
Simultaneously, we reached towards each other and started to undo the buttons of each other's pants. As she pulled down the zipper on mine, she kissed me on the chest, and I moaned lightly at the feel of her lips on my bare skin.
I had missed this kind of intimacy with her, it was nice to not have to say anything to each other as we undressed, we just enjoyed each other's company.
After we both pulled off our pants, our shoes and socks along with them, we stood in front of each other in only our underwear. Even dirty and with tangled hair, she was still breathtakingly beautiful as she gazed up at me with her large brown eyes.
I leaned down towards her and brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear as I placed a sweet kiss on her mouth. She reached her hand up and cupped the back of my neck as she responded to it, squishing her tiny body up against my chest.
She was so warm, and she fit so perfectly against me as we continued the kiss, her bottom lip sandwiched in between mine. Each caress of her lips sent another shockwave of desire through me and I moved my arm around her waist and lifted her up towards me.
Nessie softly groaned as she could feel my growing erection against her stomach. She pressed herself more firmly to me and moved her free hand to the side of my chest, slowly running her palm up and down, and then lower towards the hem of my boxers.
I reached behind her and released the clasp on her bra before I moved my hands down towards the top hem of her panties.
We both began to lower each other's underwear as we broke for air, both of us placing light kisses on whatever portion of flesh was revealed to the other. No words needed to be spoken; we had both missed each other desperately; the desire was evident.
Once we were both standing completely bare in front of each other, I placed a chaste kiss on her forehead and turned her around as I led her towards the bathroom.
I lifted her up to sit on the sink counter closest to the tub and then I returned my attention to the multiple faucets on the opposite side of the thing.
After a few tries, I was able to moderate the temperature, and the tub began to fill with steaming hot water.
"Is there bubble bath?" I asked as I looked up towards her.
"Hmmm, let me check," she said as she leaned over towards the center of the sinks where the small travel size soaps were.
She handed me a bottle with little pellets in it, and I opened it up, holding it under the stream of water. Bubbles began to appear in the water as the smell of lavender floated up on the steam towards us.
I stood back up, walked the few steps to the counter and stepped in between Nessie's legs, pulling my good arm tight around her back. She smiled at me and leaned up to kiss me, once again distracting me with her tantalizing mouth.
"Mmmm, Jake, the tub," she mumbled against my lips after a few moments.
My attention was once again returned to the multiple confusing knobs and I managed to stop the flow of the water before the tub overflowed with bubbles.
I stepped into the tub, leaning back against the high end, and held my hand out towards Nessie to help her in with me.
She lifted her long legs over the edge of the tub, and eventually settled in between my legs with her back towards me. She dunked her head underneath the surface of the water quickly before she leaned back against my chest.
I took the small bottle of hotel shampoo out of a small basket beside the tub and lathered it in my hands before I reached into her wet locks, massaging her scalp. She was purring underneath me as I continued to massage her hair, and she began running her small hands up and down my thighs as I washed her.
Once I was done, I cupped water into my hands and held it above her head to wash the shampoo from her hair. She then slid down my body, effectively arousing me even further and dipped her hair beneath the surface of the water. It fanned our around her face and floated until it touched my chest. It was mesmerizing to watch her as she ran her fingers through it before she sat back up.
Then I took a small washcloth, dipped it into the water and began to run it over every surface of her soft skin that I could reach. When I ran it over her chest, she gasped an arched her chest into my hands, as she pushed her bottom into my erection. I groaned at the sensation and she hummed in approval as I continued the trail of cleansing down in between her legs.
I was trying to be respectful and just wash her as I continued, but she had other plans. She reached under the surface of the water, snatched the washcloth and laid it over the side of the tub.
My hands were suspended under the water, hovering inches from her heat as she returned her hands under the water to guide mine.
She pressed my hand firmly against her folds and began to rub my fingers over her wetness. My heart began to thump wildly as I tried to force myself to regain control over my hand.
I tentatively dipped the tip of my middle finger into her and she arched against me again, pressing herself tightly against my chest.
Taking that as an indicator that she enjoyed it, I pushed my finger into her farther, curving it up slightly at the opening, so the back of my finger grazed along her clit as I stroked her.
She was filling the bathroom with breathy moans as I continued to please her, and my own breathing was turning into heavy pants.
"More," she whispered as she pressed her hand against mine again.
I applied a little more pressure with my finger, and moved another one over to her heat to join it.
Once both of my fingers entered her she groaned and bucked her pelvis against my palm. I was overwhelmed with heat as I picked up the pace, earning more moans in the process.
She was writhing against my erection, sliding her back along it, and I was trying to retain my composure as I pushed her towards her release.
Little staccato pants began coming from her mouth as she closed her eyes and pushed the back of her head into my chest, and she tightened slightly, indicating that she was close.
I continued to move my fingers along her folds and tried to maneuver my thumb to hit her little nub with each pass. It seemed to do the trick, because soon she was lifting her hips off the bottom of the tub, moaning my name in repeat as her wall clenched down on the tips of my fingers.
"Oh Jacob, oh......uh.......oh my guh......Jacob," she moaned loudly before she slumped back against my chest.
Trying to keep myself from falling over the edge with her, I pushed myself back against the tub and removed my hands, moving them to rub the sides of her arms as she lay motionless against me, with a serene look on her face. It didn't matter to me that I didn't climax with her, it was more about bringing her pleasure, we had all night, and a sizable bed to continue if she so desired.
We lay there enjoying the warmth of the water for a few moments, and then when the temperature began to cool and a majority of the bubbles had dissipated, I reached over towards the shelf under the sink unit where there were several folded towels.
I nudged Nessie forward and pulled myself up and out of the tub. Once I had dried myself off quickly, I pulled open another towel and held it open for her. She stepped out and I wrapped it around her, rubbing the moisture from her skin.
Reaching behind me, I pulled out another towel and rubbed it along her hair, wrapped it around it, and kissed her on the neck.
"I love you Renesmee," I whispered as I grabbed her hand and led her back towards the bed.
She hummed lazily and responded, "Mmmm, love you too Jake."
I pulled myself up onto the bed, and held my hand out to help her join me. The time on the clock next to the bed indicated that it was seven so we had an hour before we needed to head down for dinner. I intended to use every spare minute to hold her as I laid myself down against the pillows, and pulled her into my side.
The day had gone from one filled with worry to one filled with joy, and I found myself once again looking forward to the future with the love of my long, long life beside me every step of the way.
A/N: Ok readers, here is another question for you all to answer....would you like for me to keep including the Edward POVs now that Jacob is back in action? Or should he go back to being the brooding daddy on the sidelines? Let me know in your reviews and I will take it all into consideration...the next chapter will have at least one Edward POV, and then your responses will dictate if I do more...:)
And....another shameless plug for my new story.....go read Socks for Sex......I promise.....it will make you smile! Coming up with funny chapter names has become my new goal in life!