Jacob PoV
I watched Bella lying in my arms, sleeping peacefully. I had dressed her as well as I could, pulling her panties and shorts up and her top back on. I hadn't bothered with the bra simply because like nearly every man I was very good at removing it but not as good when it came to putting it back on.
Her cheeks were still slightly pink, her hair a brown mess and her hands dirty from where she had dug her fingernails in the ground. She looked calm and peaceful and happy. So, so happy.
I had made her happy. By being there. By doing all these things to please her. It didn't matter that I hadn't found my own release, that my erection was still pushing painfully against the zipper of my jeans. This time was for her and her only. I would show her the many other things love could be in time.
The sun had begun to set and I knew that if we wouldn't begin to go soon it would be too late and Charlie would really be angry. Bella had managed to calm him down once, a second time she wouldn't succeed.
I didn't want to risk Charlie forbidding me to see her but neither did I want to wake her up. So instead I got up as quietly as I could and picked her up carefully. Her bra I had put in the back pocket of my shorts, I would give it back to her later. After I had made sure that she was securely put in my arms, her head against my chest I slowly made my way back to my house and her truck.