A/N: Hey guys! Thank you again so much for reading my story and for reviewing! I had to laugh because in a review I was asked if I was team Jacob and I've come to realize that my answer has become complicated. I have always been team Edward-I believe that him and Bella belonged together-but I did always have a soft spot for Jacob, I thought he was an amazing guy and I absolutely adored him! I only decided to write this because I thought it would be interesting to see how it played out, but the more I write, the more I fall in love with Jacob and there is a small part of me that wishes Bella had chosen Jacob. But enough with that-here's the new chapter! Enjoy!
I only had a second to watch his face light up before his lips were crushing mine. It was almost as if he had decided to pick up from were we had left off in the clearing. This kiss was so fierce yet so gentle at the same time. One of his hands cupped my face while the other wrapped around my waist and pulled me in tighter. I was lost in this amazing kiss and my body seemed to have a mind of its own; my legs wrapping around his waist, and my hands gripping his hair one second and the next roaming down to his broad shoulders. At that point I suddenly became aware of the fact that Jacob was not wearing a shirt-how had I not noticed that before?
I began to run my hands over the smooth, muscled planes of his chest while I pressed my lips into his neck over and over. I felt like I was loosing control; here I sat with Jacob in my arms, all to myself while he continually pulled me in tighter and planted kisses in my hair while whispering "Bella" between each one-and yet, it was not enough. I finally had to pull away and he put his forehead against mine while we tried to control our breathing, both coming out in ragged, sharp, uneven breaths.
"Bella…Bella I knew it…I knew you loved me," was all he managed to say. He held on to my face, tracing it like he was trying to memorize it, occasionally running a hand through my hair. I could sit with him forever like this-it was heaven, maybe even better.
I was only able to let out a small laugh because I was panting so hard, and sweating as well-God was I sweating! The heat coming off of Jake could have insulated a whole house and we were only in a small tent; I could feel my hair dampen and stick to my neck from perspiration.
"Say it again, please."
I opened my eyes, a little confused at first by what he meant because I hadn't been able to say anything for the last five minutes. He looked so unbelievably beautiful to me at that moment that my heart stopped briefly. His face was incredibly intense and full of passion, yet his eyes were so gentle, holding on to my gaze.
"Please Bella; say it again before I begin to believe it was just a dream."
I could only laugh again, but not because I though he was being funny but because I knew how he felt. This moment was so surreal I could have mistaken it for a dream myself.
"I love you Jacob, I love you."
His eyes smoldered as I whispered this to him (my breathing had yet to stabilize and I was grateful that I was even able to say it at all!) and my heart restarted only to melt. He flashed my favorite Jacob smile and as corny and cliché as it sounded, it sent butterflies to my stomach and I couldn't help but smile in return.
"I love you too honey, with all my heart."
He began to kiss me again, softly at first but slowly building. I could feel him shift under me and before I knew it, he was laying me down on the sleeping bag and I could tell he was trying to be as
gentle as possible. He hovered over me carefully, propped up on one arm so as not to put any weight on me and held my gaze for a second before his lips found mine again.
We were obviously very incapable of keeping our hands to ourselves as ran my hands up and down his incredibly muscular arms, trying to pull him closer to me and his free hand was grasping at the small of my back. Once again, we were gasping for air and between breaths we would mutter "I love you" to one another. This moment was so perfect. So perfect in fact that I would have forgotten all about the danger we were in; forgotten about Victoria and her army of newborns if I hadn't heard a low whine that brought me back to reality.
"Dammit Seth," Jacob said angrily as he pulled away from me. He was about to get up to see what Seth was trying to tell him when we heard something completely unexpected.
"BELLA!"
I immediately froze as I recognized the owner of the voice calling my name.