Author's Note: Yes, I've updated again. Sorry for the wait as usual. What do you think of having this story as Rated M for lemons? I'm not the best at writing sex scenes, but I still like to do it anyway for practice. Let me know in your review if you want the lemons or not. It's okay if you don't want it, it won't change anything major to the story. Enjoy reading the chapter! :)
My relationship with Sam has been going great. When I'm with him, I've always felt euphoric and love, and the same radiates off him a thousand times more.
It was a success when Sam met Charlie and I met the council. I've been worried and nervous about meeting them because of how much power they have and that they were the ones in charge of their tribe and reservation. But everything went perfectly well. The council saw me as the perfect imprint for Sam. It didn't really matter to have their approval of us, but it felt nice to be accepted.
The Cullens got off my back for a while, but they're still under my radar just in case if they're up to something. I'm still not fully comfortable being around them throughout the school day. The only ones in that family who left me alone were Rosalie and Emmett. I used to believe Jasper didn't bother me until my emotions felt like they swayed and contradicted how I honestly think and feel. I felt that all the time when Jasper was around, and I didn't think it was any coincidence either. He must have some kind of power like Edward, and the other vampires in their family do. But I tried so hard to fight against whatever it is that Jasper wanted me to feel and solely relied on my imprint instincts to let that guide me. The imprint helped me to stay away more from them.
Maybe I would be better off living with Sam and staying at La Push so I could finally avoid the Cullens and their strange obsession with me.
At least being with Sam, I could get my mind off of them and it was great being just the two of us spending time together. For example, we're going on another date. We didn't have to do anything fancy, just as long as I am with Sam, I'm okay with that.
While Charlie was working to do his shift at the station, Sam dropped by. When I opened the door and saw him, he had a bouquet of colorful flowers. He got dressed in a black buttoned-down shirt with pants and shoes.
"Wow. Flowers." I grinned as I took them.
"For my beautiful imprint," Sam said with love and deeply kissed me.
I went to the kitchen, so I could grab a vase from the cabinet to put them in.
"You didn't have to get me anything, Sam," I said as I filled the vase with some water and put the flowers in. I set it on the table. "Now I feel bad that I didn't get you anything."
"It's okay, Bella, you don't have to. I wanted to get you a little something," Sam pulled me in closer to his big body by having his large hands on my waist. "You look sexy in dark red." He muttered huskily right at my ear and tingles were sent throughout my body.
I went dress shopping with Jessica, Angela, and Lauren. All of them wanted to dress nicely for their boyfriends on their dates. Jessica was the one who picked this dress out, and Angela said she loved it on me. Only Lauren said that there was a better dress in the color pink for her to wear for Conner; I expected that from her. She wouldn't have gone at all if Jessica didn't come. I got to pick my own shoes and didn't want Jessica or Lauren's opinion about me getting heels. There's no way I could walk on those pointy death traps. With my clumsiness, I'd fall flat on my face a million times. I went with the safest route which was to wear black flats.
"It's burgundy, actually..." I corrected him but didn't know why. I didn't know it was that color until Jessica told me.
That didn't matter anyway when Sam was kissing and licking along my neck and nibbling on my earlobe, nearly making me lose it. I held on to his shoulders tighter as the grip on my waist strengthened. Then his lips return to kiss my neck dangerously slow again.
As much as I would love to continue this even further, I knew we have a date to get to.
"Sam...the reservation..." I tried not to moan or whimper while I closed my eyes in pleasure.
"What reservation?" Sam asked as he backed me up against the wall. His lips trail upward to kiss my jawline and close to my lips.
"Dinner reservation, Sam."
"Right. Dinner," After all of that, Sam just gave me one sweet kiss on my lips. I wanted more than that, but I think he was just a tease. "Better get to it so we can head straight for dessert later." He smirked, winking at me.
I knew he wasn't talking about just the food.
Our dinner date was at a restaurant in Port Angeles. It was real fine dining, and we had to dress up for the occasion. Sam and I sat across from each other. White linen table clothes were on the table and flowers in luxury vases were the centerpieces along with a couple of candles at the sides, and soft orchestra music was playing in the background.
"Sam, this place is beautiful."
"Glad you like it," Sam smiled. "But the only thing beautiful here is you."
I tried not to blush.
"I'd be perfectly fine if our date was just us eating pizza on the couch watching some cheesy movie and not getting dressed up."
It was like his ears perked up at the sound of that and he playfully smirked at me with a lustful glint in his eyes. "Not getting dressed, huh? Well, then that's fine by me. I'll put you up to that."
This time, I did blush.
"Hello, I am, John. I'll be your waiter this evening. Is there anything you two like to drink?" Johnn, our waiter, asked us as he passed us the menus. He looked like he was in his late thirties.
Sam and I both asked for water. While we looked at our menu for our meals, he returned, and we gave him our order.
Then we talked for a while before the waiter could arrive with our food. We told each other about how our days were. It was a Friday evening, so it wasn't that much for me other than school. Sam already knew about my theory on Jasper because I told him on the way to the restaurant. He believed that Jasper could have a power too just like the rest of the family. Jasper probably could manipulate my emotions somehow. Sam told me about his work day being a construction worker. His big project was building a house with his guys that's taking most of his time, but he said it was worth it.
"What does it look like?" I asked curiously, being interested.
"It's going to be in the woods, and it's a two-story log cabin with a wrap around porch. It'll have a big kitchen and living room with two bathrooms and three bedrooms. A nice, big backyard." Sam explained.
"Wow. Sounds lovely." I was amazed at what he described. and I can easily picture it.
"Really? It does? You like it?"
"Yeah, I do like it."
"Because it's not just for any customer of mine. It is for you. Us. Whenever you decide that you're ready to live with me. It's all yours, Bella," Then Sam added with a small smile. "Ours, technically, and it'll serve as a den in a way for the pack," He looked nervous and hesitated to ask for my opinion. "What do you think?"
My mouth was open in disbelief, and I couldn't believe that Sam had built a house already for the two of us. It didn't feel so fast for us to live together. In fact, it felt so right and perfect. I wanted to live with him. The imprint made it impossible for us to not be apart for so long. At nights when I'm in my bed, I felt alone with Sam. I've always wanted him to be near me. And I knew he felt the same. Living together in a house would have us feel closer than ever.
"The house is perfect for us. Living in a cabin in the woods. Very cozy," Then I added softly at the fantasy dream of mine. "A beautiful house to make memories and for our children to grow up in. I never thought I'd want that kind of life before."
"Why not?" Sam asked.
"Renee, my mother, had always drilled it in my head to not make the same mistakes like she did. When she graduated from high school, she met Charlie, and they got married right away. Then they had me. She loved the idea of love and didn't really know what she was in for to be a wife, have a husband, and a baby. Her married and family dream life didn't turn out like she thought. After my parents got a divorce, I lived with Renee and had always taken care of her. It was more like having a friend than a parent. She disapproves of young marriage and wouldn't want me to live with a guy who's my first boyfriend. She would always tell me what a great mistake that is."
"Bella, those are your own mother's mistakes, and she shouldn't have put them on you as if expecting the same outcome for your life," Sam told me. "Just because that happened to your mother won't happen to you. She should have been there for you as a parent instead of the other way around. We can wait to live together if you want and take things slower. I'd do anything for you." It really sounded like he meant it as if I'm the whole world to him. I could hear and see that from his voice and face.
"Sam, I told you that I love to live with you before. I think being on your land will help protect me from the Cullens. We can just hold on to marriage until I graduate from high school at least. I know I love you for you, not like how Renee married Charlie for an escape. It's just a piece of paper to me anyway. The imprint is a lot stronger than a marriage," A smile danced on my lips as I held his hands across the table. "The only good thing that comes from being married is wearing your last name and letting everybody know I'm proudly yours."
"That part does sound nice," Sam smiled and softly kissed my knuckles. "When I first imprinted on you, I saw my whole life being with you. I can't wait to see how that'll play out."
A few minutes later, John returned with our steaming hot food that smelled delicious. Sam got a rare steak with potatoes and veggies, and I got some chicken pasta dish. When the waiter left, Sam and I started to eat our food and it was very good.
After we shared dessert and coffee, Sam dropped me off at my place for the night to close our date.
"Thanks for the wonderful time, Sam. I liked it a lot. We should do it more often." I said as I stood at the front door. I didn't want to go inside and leave him just yet.
"Yeah, I agree. We should. You can pick what our next date should be."
"What an honor," I replied sarcastically, making us both chuckle.
Sam approached closer to me and leaned in, so his warm lips met mine. Electricity shocked throughout me as it felt like we kissed for hours right at my front doorstep. We stopped making out only to catch our breaths. Oxygen can go screw itself. I felt like I could kiss Sam all night. My arms was wrapped around his neck, and his hands were on to my back, pulling me even closer to his body. Our foreheads pressed against each other's as we panted for air.
"Goodnight, Sam," I said, even though I didn't want to let go of him. I could tell Sam didn't either when he didn't budge. He just held onto me closely.
"Goodnight, Bella." Sam gave me a few deeper and tender kisses. I was almost about to lose myself with him but had to restrain from us going any further.
Unfortunately, I pulled away from his heat and felt the cool air hit me. We smiled lovingly at each other, and I watch him go to his car then he drove off. I entered my house and closed the door behind me thinking about our romantic date night.