A/N: Short scene in club between Jacob and Bella in Doing the Unthinkable. I had hoped to make this a scene in later chapters but it didn't work out. If it happens, it will happen differently.

Jake took another swig of his beer and burned holes into the skull of the seventh random guy who had his hands on her hips, his Bella's hips, as the two grinded in beat to the music.

He understood that they couldn't be seen together here so they were purposely staying apart and acting single and oblivious to each other but this was just ridiculous.

He was fuming.

Quil and Embry tried more than once to distract him and get his mind on having fun like they had gone there to do. But he refused to budge, keeping his eye discreetly on Bella from above and nursing the beers the guys kept ordering.

When the eighth guy came along and lowered his hands a little too low for Jacob's liking, he'd had enough.

Right now, he couldn't be bothered worrying about if one of his co-workers saw him or if the kids Bella was with watched them. There was no way he was going to let these assholes paw his girlfriend. No fucking way.

He jumped to his feet and headed downstairs, ignoring Quil and Embry calling his name.

He walked along the edges of the dance floor and then made his way in between the dancers, standing behind Bella and the guy she was with. Jake was about to yank him back when the song changed and the guy eased up on his own. He heard him ask Bella if he could buy her a drink. Jake was going to answer for her when he heard her politely decline, thank him for the dance and hurry off the floor. The guy stared after her and shook his head before walking in the opposite direction. Jake spied Bella at her table, taking a sip of her drink, and then coming back. But before any other guy could think about placing himself behind her ass and moving her to the slow beat, Jake lowered his hands to her hips and pressed her body into him, letting her feel him while dipping his hands lower making her grip his wrists and stopping their descent.

"Too low, buddy. Off!"

But before Bella could move away from him, he leaned in and huskily whispered in her ear.

"Quo quowle."

Her breath hitched and she turned around, her eyes going wide.

"Jake, what are you doing? We can't be seen like this. You know that."

He shrugged and put his hands back on her hips, pulling her in and began dancing.

"Move with me."

She shook her head and went to back away when he spun her around back into him, continuing their grinding session.

He placed his lips near her ear.

"God, you're so fucking sexy. I could fuck you right here...right now..."

Her hands covered his own but this time she didn't stop him.

"Jacob," she furiously whispered back to him. "Have you lost your mind?"

"Have you been drinking?"

He hadn't missed the glassiness in her eyes or the small stumble in her trek before.

"You're the one whose putting your career at risk right now and talking about fucking me in public and I'm the one whose drinking?"

He spun her back around so she was now facing him and pulled her even closer. The way they were moving was indeed extremely inappropriate for teacher and student.

"No, Bells. I'm talking about hot dirty animalistic fucking you in public, let's get it straight." He gave her the smirk and sure enough, her eyes darkened.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening them back up to convey her seriousness with what she was about to say.

"Jacob, be serious."

"I am, baby. You have no idea how bad I want you right now."

She smirked back.

"I have an idea."

She grinded a little harder making him gasp quietly.

He shook his head, smirking even wider. "You're gonna kill me, Bells."

She bit her lip and smiled sexily before her the serious expression from before returned.

"This isn't a good idea. Ben, Angela, Jess and Mike are all sitting right over there. Jess and Mike will recognize you for sure."

He leaned in closer.

"You don't want to dance with me?"

She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close.

"You know I do. But...we can't. Babe, I don't want you to get in trouble."

He sighed and closed his eyes.

"Bells, I can't do this anymore. I can't watch you dance with other guys and I don't even get one dance with my girlfriend. It's not right."

He opened his eyes to see her staring at him sadly.

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize I was upsetting you. I won't dance anymore. I'll just go sit-"

"No, I didn't mean it like that. I know you're not trying to make me jealous or anything. I know that. But..." He bit his lip and shook his head, looking towards the group she was with who thankfully hadn't noticed them yet because they were so engaged in their conversation. He brought his eyes back to hers. "I want to dance with you."

Bella bit her own lip in thought and glanced towards her friends like he had just done. She then turned back to him and nodded before pulling him close and pressing her cheek to his, making sure to keep herself in view in case Mike or one of them looked over.

They danced to the slow rhythm, holding onto each other.

He placed his lips right next to her ear.

"Is this how you were dancing with them?"

She shook her head and spun around, placing her ass right up against his crotch, grinding roughly into him.

"This is how I danced with them." She rubbed herself against his erection, making him grip her hips tightly, quietly hissing. She smirked and continued to move into him.