A/N: Small scene between Jacob and Bella in Doing the Unthinkable that didn't make it in. The idea was that Bella had just come back from visiting her mother in Jacksonville. She and Jake have been seeing each other but haven't been fully intimate. Since the direction of the story changed, this scene was ousted.

He leaned down and kissed her one more time before propping himself up on his elbow and resting his head in his hand.

Bella smiled up at him warmly from the pillow.

Jake smiled just as warmly in return.

"I missed you."

He slowly trailed his right hand over her bare hip down to her thigh, his eyes drinking in her beauty and his fingertips relishing in the softness of her skin as he did.

She smiled wider.

"I missed you, too."

Jake's hand retraced its earlier trek, his eyes glued to its movements, still mesmerized by her being here in front of him. He sat up and leaned forward, placing an open mouthed kiss to her hip and her side.

"A week is too long to be without you, baby."

Her fingers threaded themselves within his hair and stroked it lovingly.

"I'm sorry."

He shot her a smile and moved back up to his earlier position, his head once again resting in his hand, facing her.

"No need to be sorry, honey. You went to visit your mom. I just missed you, that's all."

He laid his hand on her left cheek and caressed it gently.

She covered his hand with hers and held it there.

"I know."

She pulled him to her for another sweet and simple kiss.

He moved back, still smiling, and softly stroked her upper arm.

They stayed like that for a while, merely grinning at one another, just happy to be reunited after such a lengthy absence that they had not been accustomed to as of yet. Jake knew it was going to be even harder when she went away to school. For the first time, he considered giving Rachel a call to discuss the remaining work she had to attain her Masters Degree and the possibility of her finishing it closer to home. No matter what, Billy could not be left completely alone.

He gazed down at Bella and noticed her smile had faded and she was staring at his chest blankly. And then he noticed the familiar crinkle in her forehead and he knew she was in deep thought. He couldn't imagine what could be making her think so intensely. He was on cloud nine right now, floating on air practically and she had been, too, only a few minutes ago.

"What are you thinking about, baby?"

Her eyes flashed up to his and the crinkle smoothed out to let her brows raise in surprise as his voice jerked her back to the present. A small smile formed itself on her face.

"It's nothing."

He let his fingers descend to her hand, picking it up, and slowly lifting it to his lips to kiss and linger on the skin there. His eyes never left hers.

"Tell me."

She bit her lip, lowering her eyes momentarily before moving them back up to his.

"Does it...ever bother you that we don't...have sex?"

His brows furrowed together and he shook his head.

"No. What we do is more than enough for me."

While he thought his answer would offer assurance, it seemed to have the opposite effect. He saw her eyes tighten before she dropped them back to his bare chest.

"Why? Does it bother you?"

Her eyes widened and darted back to his.

"No, no. Not at all. I just...I don't want you to...be...unfulfilled...in any way."

She winced and so did he.

"Bells, I feel plenty fulfilled, trust me. And we shouldn't be doing the deed until you can talk about it comfortably and not try to find PG synonyms that my grandmother would use. Wouldn't you agree?" He smirked and kissed her hand again.

She scoffed and yanked her hand out of his grasp, smacking him in the shoulder and making him laugh.

"Is that what you think of me? That I'm like your grandmother? Oh forget it, I am never touching you again!"

She huffed in mock annoyance and turned onto her other side, ignoring his nonstop laughter.