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How good it can be - The 88

Seth lay in the empty bath whimpering pitifully, his eyes trained on mine. Thank heavens it was huge.

That's what she said. Honestly Bella, inappropriate much?

I knelt next to the tub, placing my hand on soft sandy fur. His hair had grown out, curling at the edges on the nape of his neck and it showed when he phased. He was shaggier; his body warm and heaving against my touch.

"Seth, what's wrong?"

There was no response. Only his fast-paced breathing broke through the silence, echoing off the tiled walls.

"Seth, phase back and let's talk about this, ok?" He howled in response. Shit needed to get drastic.

I pushed at his head, forcing him to get into a sitting position, and climbed into the tub. He avoided my eyes. "I'm gonna sit here until you tell me what's wrong. I don't care if you can't or don't want to phase back but I'll be damned if you're gonna sit in here and feel sorry for yourself."

Seth lowered his head onto the rim of the tub, his eyes rolling up to meet mine. I grabbed his snout and brought my face close to his and sighed. "Ok, so you're not gonna phase back, that's fine, but you are gonna answer my questions. For a yes..." I shook his head up and down, "...and for a no..." I shook his head side to side. He rolled his eyes and I let go, settling against the back of the tub. I ran all the possible scenarios in my mind. No one had tried to break in, that's for sure, and if he phased as part of his eternal beauty regime he wouldn't be making such a big deal about it. That left only one option...Wolf-tel.

"Are you talking to Leah? You told her not to get you a date!"

Seth whined, moving his head away. I pulled at the edges of my ponytail.

"She wants to see who your date is. She could have just called..."

Seth looked at me as if to say, "You think?"

Then it hit me like a load of bricks. I scrambled out from under said load of bricks, got on my hands and knees and looked deep into Seth's eyes. I knew he would see this, if not now, then later. Seth's brain was a blissful sieve of thoughts and emotions.

"Jacob!"

Seth let out a mournful howl and covered his eyes with his paw. I swatted it away.

"Jacob Black! If you used your almighty Alpha voice to get Seth to phase so Leah can rip him to shreds, I swear to all that is holy that I WILL TAKE A BASEBALL BAT TO YOUR BALLS TILL YOU SOUND LIKE RICHARD SIMMONS!"

Seth howled and I lowered my voice.

Crap...forgot about the super hearing.

"Who he chooses to go with is his decision. Respect that!"

He still didn't look happy. I sighed in resignation and we sat in silence for a few minutes. He had stopped the whimpering. The two of us breathing in unison was oddly comforting. I imagined Jake's reaction to this memory and smirked.
Big Dumb Alpha Wolf.

The doorbell rang, disturbing my train of thought. I looked at him expectantly and when he didn't budge, I scrambled to my feet. It rang again.

Jeez...

"Seth, I'm gonna go answer that and if I don't see you out there in ten minutes, as a human..." Seth cocked his head, "...well, as human as an over-grown shape shifter can get, I will bring whoever it is in here and show them my 'rodent problem'. You better pray that they don't have a gun."

"Ten minutes," I warned again.

He huffed as the clothes I threw at him landed on his head. He shook it, making the shirt that hung on his ear fall off, and then pawed at it miserably. I shot him a disapproving look and closed the door.

Now who the hell can be visiting us at this time?

Jacob POV

I'd been staring at her door for the past fifteen minutes. Talking to Seth had been torture. It was bad enough that he was nursing a little crush on Bella, but when he showed me what happened at the store, I blew my shit. I wasn't sure if I was madder at that smarmy Jared or Jack-off or whatever for hitting on Bella or at Seth for touching Bella.

Stupid kid can't keep it in his pants.

I knew he was gonna whine to Bella about what a dick I was. How I had to use my Alpha voice to make him phase and then mentally abuse him while he sat in a tub. I just needed to get here before the little shit told on me. I already had a backup plan. Leah was being whiney and I didn't have a choice.

It was affecting the pack, Bella...and you know we can't have that.

It was killing me and I knew that I had to lie my ass off tonight so she wouldn't think I'm a psycho stalker. At least when she was with Edward I knew she was safe. Well, as safe as hanging out with a vampire can be. It wasn't that I didn't trust Seth. I didn't trust Bella. She could attract trouble in a vacuum. It was a pathetic excuse. I had to see her. I needed to touch her and smell her and just be close to her.

Wow, Black, why don't you go ahead and wear her skin while you're at it? Freakin' weirdo.

The thought of skin brought back the latest fantasy I had of her. Since I saw her in that dress at the wedding, I'd been having quite a few, and had even inadvertently thought of them while I was phased. I remember Leah ran into a tree once after she saw the one involving heels, whipped cream and nothing else. My mind went back to what that poor kid accidentally saw today. Bella arching under me, a black satin corset against her pale, cool skin, her long brown hair spread out on the pillow as she moaned my name over and over again.

Oh, Jacob...

"Fuck," I muttered under my breath. Now I was standing in front of her door with a raging hard-on and I needed it to go away. I adjusted my jeans and thought of the un-sexiest thing I know.

Charlie naked...Charlie naked...Charlie naked, twirling his nightstick...

"I always knew you were hitting on the wrong Swan," a smooth voice cut through my horrific thoughts.

Shit...Edward.

"What you doing here, Dracula? Wife kicked you out already?"

"You amuse me, Jacob."

I saluted him. "Anytime."

"Tanya is well, thank you for asking, and no, she hasn't kicked me out. I'm just here to check up on Bella. Just like you and..." He paused, grinning.

"What?" I snapped. I wasn't really mad at him, just a little annoyed that my one-on-one time with Bella was not gonna go as planned.

Why was he so dressed up? Was this a booty call?

He sighed in response to my thoughts and held up his left hand. "Happily married, Jacob, and you know Bella's not that kind of girl. Really, you need to have more faith in her."

I do and I wasn't implying...

"I know that...by the way, does she know yet?"

"Know what?"

"That you..." The elevator dinged, thankfully cutting him off. I could identify those heavy footfalls anywhere.

"Charlie," we both muttered.

"Well, well, now, doesn't this bring back memories?" I groaned inwardly. Charlie wasn't gonna go anywhere soon. I wondered if I should pull the, "It's 9 pm, does Sue know where you are right now?" card, but I realised he would pull the same card with Billy's name on it.

"Charlie," Edward gave a curt nod.

"Edward," he replied. "How's Tanya? Your father told me you just got back from your trip." He leaned forward to knock once on the door.

"She's doing well, thank you for asking." He shot a pointed look at me. I scowled in return.

"Jacob, you wanna tell me why you boys are here? Planning to re-enact Bella's senior year?"

I smirked. "Nope, just a happy coincidence." I gritted my teeth on the 'happy.'

"Soooo...whatcha gonna tell Bella when she asks you why you're here?"

"Seth," Edward and I chorused. "Leah wanted me to check up on him."

Charlie narrowed his eyes at me. "Oh, really? Sue didn't say anything."

"It was a last minute thing. He wasn't answering her calls."

"Hmmm...he doesn't answer my...I mean, Sue's calls as well. I mean, when she uses my phone to call him," He cleared his throat and knocked again.

Sue, my ass. Looks like I'm not the only one who thinks she attracts trouble.

"So you and Sue...pretty close, huh?" I was hell-bent on making him feel as awkward as I was feeling right now.

"We're good friends and err..." He coughed and mumbled something.

I snorted. "Yeah, good friends...in bed. Don't think I don't hear Marvin Gaye when I pass by the house. Some old-school lovin.' Not bad, Chief. Not bad at all."

Charlie went red and Edward struggled to keep his composure. I could imagine the thoughts he was hearing in Charlie's head; most of them being imaginative ways of killing me and disposing of my body. I decided to let up, keeping the really good jokes for when I needed him to beat a hasty exit and give me time with Bella.

Speaking of...where the hell is she?

I was just about to knock when the door swung open and an extremely flustered Bella took us all in.

"Oh Lord, what now?"

"Well, hello to you, too, darling." Charlie walked past me and hugged her.

"Hi, Dad." She wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Bella." I hung back as Edward gave her a quick hug. Her eyes never left mine as she patted his back.

"It's good to see you, Edward." She spoke to Charlie, who was already taken in with the view. It really was an amazing place. "There's some lasagne in the fridge, Dad. Edward, do you mind showing him where everything is? I'll be with you in a second." Edward walked up to Charlie and pointed, leading him away from sight.

She was wearing a white tee with dark jeans and her feet were bare. Her hair was put up in a loose ponytail. I had never seen anyone so beautiful.

"Hi," she said shyly.

I scooped her up in a hug and pressed my face against her neck. She had changed her shampoo. Her hair smelled like vanilla instead of the usual strawberry. "Hi," I whispered against her skin. It felt like I hadn't touched her in forever and now that she was in my arms, it felt perfect. I felt complete. I felt her fingers rub at my shoulders. "I've missed you, Jacob," she sighed against my ear. Suddenly she let go, her soles hitting the wooden floor with a quiet pop.

"By the way..." She made a big show of pulling her arm back and punched me softly in the stomach. I feigned pain. She was punishing me for what I did to Seth.

"What was that for?"

"For being a power-crazed dickhead," she spun on her heel and walked away, pausing for a second to look back at me. "You coming or what?" she snapped.

I chuckled as I closed the door and made my way to the kitchen.

Dinner was...dinner. Seth the rat joined us a few minutes later, flinching as Bella patted the chair next hers. He greeted everyone at the table, throwing out a nervous, "Jake," as I shot him a sarcastic smile. Bella's lasagne was delicious as always and no one said anything as we practically inhaled the food on our plates. Edward stood near the kitchen table politely declining food, stating the he and Tanya had dinner reservations in a little while.

Yeah, some poor mountain lion frolicking in the woods was about to be a romantic meal for two.

Bella didn't say a word to me, choosing instead to talk to Charlie about work and Edward about their honeymoon.

Yeah, like I really need to hear about vampires boning each other.

Edward and Charlie then spoke to Seth, probably about answering his phone more often. I felt sorry for the kid but he really needed to learn how to say no. Whatever Edward said seemed to have given the little brat some courage, cause after asking Bella if she needed any help with the dishes, which she politely declined, he wished her goodnight with a quick kiss on the top of her head. She smiled and touched his cheek as he threw a smirk my way. I clenched my fists under my crossed arms and managed a curt good night.

The little...

I helped clear the table as Bella said goodbye to Edward and Charlie, promising them both that she would stay safe and keep them updated. I loaded the dishwasher and went over to the staircase, sitting on the steps while leaning back against my elbows. She hugged Edward and I watched her as she walked him to the elevator. I started at the nape of her neck, working down her body till my eyes stopped at her hips and the swell of her ass. I forced my mind to stay pure. The last thing I wanted was for her to think I was some pervert. Even though the thought of taking her against the stairs was tantalising...

No...No... No...

She turned around, taking her hair out of the ponytail with her eyes closed. She still didn't know I was watching her. She realised with a gasp.

"Stop doing that!"

"What?"

"Stop popping up everywhere. Like at the wedding..." She sat next to me on the step, her hair brushing against my forearm. "You were at the wedding, weren't you?"

I immediately thought of the red number she'd worn and barely stopped myself from moaning out loud. She looked so...I couldn't lie to her.

"Yeah, I was, but I had to leave early cause of that ambassador thing."

"But why were you there in the first place?"

I sat up, running my hands through my hair.

Cause I couldn't resist you? Cause if I didn't I would never have the image of pushing that red dress up your thighs and taking you up against a wall? Cause I think I might...

"Alice sent invitations, remember? And I wanted to see you look ridiculously uncomfortable." She smiled before sitting up, draping her legs over mine like she used to when we'd watch TV together. Her back rested against the railing.

"So, my discomfort amuses you? Some friend you are," Her voice was low, eyebrows raised at the mention of 'friend.'

Bullshit...we were way more than just friends.

She licked her bottom lip and bit the corner as I placed a hand on her knee. I watched her lips part ever-so-slightly as I moved down her thigh and she gasped as I grabbed her under her ass and pulled her across my lap. Her hair fell like a curtain between us and the smell of vanilla hit me like an 18-wheeler. Now she could definitely feel me against her thighs. I pushed her hair behind her ears and reached under it to rub at the nape of her neck. My other hand moved over her ass and rested on a patch of exposed skin between her shirt and jeans. She closed her eyes and hummed in response, one hand on my knee and the other fisted in the back of my shirt. I pulled her closer, dragging my nose over her neck before flicking the tip of my tongue over her ear lobe.

"Maybe," I whispered. She shivered. "Are you uncomfortable now?" My hand moved further up her back, rubbing circles against her soft skin. She released my knee. Her hand rested on my shoulder as her thumb stroked the base of my neck. I had to stop myself from moaning as she moved it over my jaw, her every move causing more friction against my jeans. She moved closer, swallowing thickly as her eyes flickered between my eyes and my lips.

"No," she whispered back. All I could hear was our hearts racing, heavy breathing and...music?

Well, duh...of course you hear music. She's sitting on your lap and about to kiss you.

"That's good," I parted her lips and she licked the tip of my thumb. The music kept getting louder but I didn't care anymore. I grabbed her ass, pulling her, wanting her to straddle me. She started moving her leg when there was a blast of music from upstairs. Blondie whined from the direction of what I believed was Seth's room.

"French kissing in the USAAAAAAYYYY!"

"Why, that little fuc..." I muttered as Bella scrambled off me.

"Wow, is that the time?" She was hot when she was flustered. Blondie still yowled in the distance.

"Kisses hard, kisses deep, a kiss to wake us from our sleeeeeep…"

"Hey, it's late, you wanna crash on the couch? In case you don't want to drive home tonight?"

Sleeping under the same roof as Bella was tempting but I was worried I wouldn't be able to control myself. I was just about to assault her on the stairs if it wasn't for that little shithead.

"That's ok, Bells. Billy gets really antsy if I'm not home. By the way, Emily said the bachelorette party was next Saturday." I got up as soon as I calmed down, pulling at my shirt while watching her chew on her nail nervously, one hand on her waist. "So, will I see you this weekend?" I placed my hands on her hips, trying to make it as non-sexual as possible. Her heart was still racing.

"Yeah, sure." She still looked shaken up. "Is the bachelor party that weekend?"

"Yeah, bring Seth along." The music stopped.

So I can pound his head against a stripper pole.

I kissed her forehead before giving her a quick hug.

"I'll see you soon, k, Bells?"

"Yeah. Soon."

"See you soon, Seth," I yelled menacingly. I heard his door close with a quiet click.

I looked back to see Bella at the door, still chewing her nails. I threw her a smirk before the elevator door closed. Later I sat in my '67 Chevy Impala for a full ten minutes, banging my head repeatedly against the steering wheel before driving back to Forks.

Stupid little shithead.

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P.s. French Kissing in the USA by Blondie is AMAZING! You HAVE to listen to it! :)