Chapter 3: The Date Part I

Bella wrote down her contact information for me, grudgingly I might add, and I told her I would be seeing her around eight. I told her to make sure she was ready, and waiting because it was going to be a long night. She just rolled her eyes, in reply. She was just playing hard to get, she knew as well as I did that she wanted me. Every woman, I wanted me. Who in their right fucking mind didn't want this, hunk of male deliciousness? The entire female population wanted me, and who the hell could blame them. I made blind women see, I made old women who were confined to wheel chairs get up and walk again, I made dyke's turn straight, I made women who had been in coma's after years, come back to life. All with one fucking look, yes, I was that good.

I would take Virgin to look at antique cars, at one of my favorite spots, wine and dine her, feed her oysters; make sure she indulged in plenty of wine but not too much wine, date rape wasn't my thing. Then I would bring her to my garage, then I would seduce her, which wouldn't take much, I mean this was me we were talking about. Seducing women was like taking candy from a baby.

I made a few calls. I called my friend Henry to rent out his antique car garage. I also called The Tasting Room, so the Virgin and I could sample wine before dinner. I made reservations at one of the best five star diners in Seattle, Canlis Restaurant. Then, I would seal the night off with dessert back at my house, and show her my car collection. I had the night all planned, I would have her hooked to this lifestyle before the night was over, she would be begging for more. I would have her hook, line, and sinker when I got done with her.

"What has you so chipper today, boss?" Collin asked, as I was coming out my office, grinning like a fucking fool.

I grinned, "I'm going to seduce a virgin." I said, wiggling my eyebrows.

Collin rolled his eyes. "You're always up to no good, boss."

"Damn straight, now get your ass back to work you're costing me money, shithead!" I said, slapping him playfully in the back of the head.

Collin was one of my favorite employees, and a close friend. The kid was awesome. I had given him a job because he couldn't afford to go to college, like most of us, including me. I didn't own my own successful chain of businesses by going to college, although I went after I became a millionaire. I also, made the guys go too, so we could learn as much as possible, and become the fucking beasts we were today. I had always had a knack for business, and of course I lived and breathed auto repair.

"Is that the owner?" Two women came into the shop.

"He's beautiful," The blonde said. She had good fucking taste.

I couldn't wait until Virgin was in my bed. I would bury my enormous snake deep in her breaking down her walls, while teasing her with kisses. I couldn't wait to have those pouty lips, wrapped around my pulsing dick, tonight was definitely going to be a night to remember, I would have her in my bed by the end of the night guaranteed.

"What the fuck, Jake?" Paul said glaring at me.

I looked from the minivan I was currently working on. "What, Paul?" I asked confused. I turned to look at the guys, and they were all staring at me. "What?" I snapped. What the fuck was wrong with these idiots?

"Are you fucking whistling?" He asked.

"I think he was," Quil said, grinning.

"Oh fuck, Jake what's up with you man?" Embry added.

I hadn't realized it, I smirked at them sheepishly. I had been fucking whistling.

"You were whistling, Jake, why are you in such a happy damn mood? Does this have to do with this virgin?"

I didn't respond. "I'm always in a good mood."

"Like hell! You usually are all, dragon on us."

"So let me get this straight, you like me being mean?"

"I don't like this shit Jake. Just watch your ass, I would hate to see you changing, because of that girl. I have never heard you fucking whistle."

"Listen fuckers, there's nothing wrong with whistling. You're acting like I was singing show tunes."

"You were whistling the theme to the Golden Girls, that's worse." He said, the other guys started laughing.

I smirked. "How would you know the theme if you don't watch it?" I asked.

"Okay dammit you got me, I can't help it those four old ladies are just so cute, especially Blanche, she's a real babe."

I rolled my eyes. "What the fuck ever. Don't worry Paul, I know what I'm doing, with the virgin. Now get your ass back to work."

He saluted me, smirking. "You better no what you're doing, boss. Don't say I didn't warn your ass."

"Ah, shut it you bastard. You're lucky you guys are my buddies, or I would have fired your asses by now."

The rest of the day was busy, which I loved. It got my adrenaline pumping, seeing how many cars could be fixed in one single day. We always tried to beat our record each day. We prided ourselves on quality, fast service, and the best bargains around. That's why we had so many customers, we had so many customers that sometimes we would have to turn people down. Our looks were an added bonus. Some women would come in saying their cars needed fixing, just to look at us. It was amusing, especially when they would come in two to three times a week, when absolutely nothing was wrong with their cars. I had never slept with any woman I met from the garage.

I almost liked my job better than fucking, almost. At least this didn't require any love shit. I thought about was my sweet virgin, throughout the day, I could hardly wait to see Bella again, and most importantly I couldn't wait to have her in my bed. I pictured what she would look like completely naked, as her hair fell softly in waves down her back. Little big Jake came out to play all fucking day long, there was a point I even had to go into my office to relieve myself, if I didn't want a mean case of blue balls. I just couldn't get that little big fucker down. I hadn't been this horny in a long damn time, what was I a fucking teenager? It had been so long since I actually fantasized about any woman. I was acting out of fucking character, I didn't have to masturbate, I had women do that shit for me. What was the Virgin doing to me? I seriously needed to calm my ass down. But the more I thought little big, Jake came out to play, I just couldn't get him out of the way. I was hard as a brick.

Play with me Jake. Little big Jake, said to me, throughout the day, as he popped up.

The workday was finally over, and like everyday it was bittersweet. I lived cars, I loved my job, this was my life. I took pride in something that I had built with my own to hands, grow to something so massive. Something that started out in my tiny garage in La Push, grew into a huge establishment, all because of me.

I got out of the car, once I arrived at my huge three story wood home that I had built, and threw my keys to my butler, where he parked my baby in the garage for me. Rosa had my shower already warming up, as usual. I stripped down and hopped in. After my shower my cold glass of vodka sat on my nightstand, I drank it down feeling refreshed.

My butler Danny or Donny, came in and served me my vitamin, and a small salad, with light lemon dressing.

Rosa had laid out my clothes for the evening. Black buttoned down shirt, dark jeans, and my black suede boots, with my black leather jacket. Black was just better, I smirked at the double meaning. Yes, I was the best. I looked myself over in the mirror, making sure my hair was perfect. Once, I re-brushed my perfect teeth, I was ready to go.

My driver picked up the car of the evening that I rented, this baby was definitely going to impress Virgin. That is, if she knew as much about cars as she said. "Good evening, Mr. Black." He said, I gave a curt nod, and I hopped in. "The owner said make sure to have her back by tomorrow afternoon." I nodded again, and he closed the door behind me.

I arrived to pick her up promptly at eight, being late was for pansy's. I parked the car outside of her and her friends' apartment complex. This was a nice place, for someone on a budget. I knocked loudly, I looked at my watch bored when no one came to open the door, quick enough. I rolled my eyes, and knocked again.

When Jessica opened the door, she was in awe, as she took me in. She looked me up and down, and her breathing became erratic. I smirked looking at the green mask on her face.

She suddenly became aware of her appearance, and she cursed under her breath. "Umm…..Bella Jacob is here." She called, down the hall.

"May I come in? Or are you just going to stand there staring at me all night?" I asked. "Not that I mind." I smirked.

"Oh. I'm sorry," She said in a high pitched voice, as she escorted me in. I looked around the little apartment, it was nice. Pink was everywhere, it was definitely a chick place.

"Who's here?" Bella asked coming into the room, wearing pink footed pajama's, with bunny eared feet.

She turned scarlet. "Shoot! I completely forgot. I'm so sorry, Mr. Black. I'll go get ready now."

"You forgot? How could you forget?" I questioned.

She glared at me. "I guess you're easy to forget." She snapped, stomping off.

Fuck! She had damaged my ego twice in one fucking day. She was so different than anyone I had ever come in contact with. What the fuck was up with her? How could she forget she had a date with me? The sexiest man in all of Seattle, I seethed in anger. It was ME! Dammit! Fuck! Shit!

"Sorry Jake, we thought she was getting ready," Angela said. "You're impossible to forget to me." She said.

Angela, now she had sense. She was right I was impossible to forget.

Obviously not to the virgin.

Some of a bitch voice in my damn head.

I sat down on the pink fluffy couch, sinking deep in the thing.

I was still torn up about her forgetting me. I snapped my mouth shut, that had been hanging open at the shock of it all. I was Jacob Black, how could she forget about me so easily? I wasn't easy to forget. No one could fucking forget me, shit! Women were lined up wanting to get into bed with me? I couldn't understand it. Even her two friends who were staring at me, knew my fucking worth.

I looked at my watch. "Babe, can you speed it up, were going to miss our reservation." I yelled back to her.

"I'm not your babe! And I'm only going out with you because..." I couldn't hear the rest, but she started slamming things.

"I'm sorry about her," Angela said, from the other side of the couch. When had she moved there?

"Is she always like this?" I asked.

"That's our, Bella." Jessica said, from the opposite side.

When Virgin finally came out, she looked radiant, in her short pink dress. She had legs for fucking days. She didn't have on any make-up, I was used to women caking their make-up so this was rare, but she didn't need the shit, she was just as beautiful without it. Her hair was straightened, and it was nearly touching her butt. I couldn't wait to wrap my hands in her beautiful locks.

"Its about damn time." I snapped. "You look, nice." I said.

"Hmmm." She said.

"What?"

"I'm surprised you can compliment anyone other than yourself. Your ego's so big its the practically the size of Texas, now can you hurry this date along? I have things to do early in the morning." She said, walking toward the door. Once again I was fucking speechless. Did she not know who I was?

Obviously she doesn't care.

Jessica, and Angela looked at me sheepishly. "Good luck," Jessica called, as she closed the door behind us.

I was definitely going to fucking need it. Was Virgin worth all this trouble?

"Where are we going?" She asked, once we were outside, she stopped in her tracks, as she looked at the rental. "Oh my GOD! Is that what I think it is?" She squealed.

I nodded at her, and smirked. Her enthusiasm was cute, I was so used to all this money and shit nothing impressed me anymore, but watching her amazed me.

"Is that a 1962 Ferrari 250 Gto? Oh my God! Oh my GOD! Its beautiful," She said, jumping up and down. "How did you- I never thought I would see one of these in real life!"

So she really was a car junkie like me.

"Yep," I smiled. "It took me forever to get my hands on this, I'm renting it for tonight. You impressed?"

She looked up at me through her eyelashes. "Hmmm, that's still to be determined. But I've wanted to ride in one of these forever," She said, blushing. "Its always been a dream of mine."

That damn blush made my big little member stand to attention.

"Dream is my middle name, that's what I'm made of. I'm going to make all your dreams come true tonight."

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever, can we go? I'm dying to ride in this baby."

I smirked."Your carriage awaits, madam," I said in what I thought was a pretty convincing British accent.

She laughed loudly. "That accent was terrible, don't do it again."

She was certainly something else. I opened the door for her and she got in. She kept saying wow, over and over. As she admired the car.

"So where are we going tonight?" She asked, breaking out of her trance.

"First, I'm going to take you to a vintage car garage I rented out, I know the owner. One of my favorite spots, has a lot of beauties."

"Hmmm."

"What Bella? I can't read you."

"I've never been to one before, its nice of you, that's all." She blushed. So fucking cute.

Down little big Jake, down.

"Well tonight is your lucky night babe, stick with me and you'll see things you've never seen before."

"Fancy shit, and money doesn't impress me, Mr. Black. Life is more than how much money and status have, and how many women you can fuck, there's so much more to life Jacob Black, once you realize that, life will be a lot better for you."

"Its pretty damn good to me," I smirked. "I'm shocked that you have such a potty mouth."

"I only curse when something angers me." She said.

"Do I make you angry, Bella? They say angry sex is the best."

"I see right through your facade Jacob Black."

"I don't have one of those but I do have a big..." I grabbed my dick, and she turned scarlet.

She covered her ears. "I'm not listening, please don't talk dirty."

"You're acting like a child, but I mean you are a virgin. But you know you like it."

"What I am is none of your business, Mr. Black."

"Will you please just call me, Jake?" I snapped annoyed. "So since fancy things don't impress you, what does impress you?"

"We'll see, how things turn out, and maybe, just maybe I'll call you Jake but I'm not making any promises."

"You didn't answer my question, what does impress, you?"

She blushed. "My lips are sealed, but not your sad sexual attempts, that's for sure."

She was lying, she knew she wanted all of this, who wouldn't?

"You have got to be kidding me!" She said amazed looking around, beaming.

I smirked. "Nope, let me show you some of my favorites." I said grabbing her hand.

"Wow this is a 1967 Ford mustang?" She said impressing me further.

"Yep. You really know a lot about cars."

"I told you it was a hobby of mine, but you probably weren't listening. Your ears only hear things about yourself. Learning about cars, was my favorite past time. My dad, and I would talk about it for hours, he always wanted a boy, so he was very happy when I took up the interest. I collected a few miniature models growing up. That 1960's Cadillac is classic," She commented as we continued looking through the garage.

I was more than ever determined to have her as my mistress now.

"I've never met any chick who was so interested in cars-"

"I'm not a chick, I'm a grown woman. I'm not one of your cheap sluts Mr. Black don't refer to me as a chick," She snapped.

"Fuck! I didn't mean it like that. I apologize, the evening is going good, let's not ruin it.."

"Whatever, you're the one ruining it, not me." She said.

I was going to have fun smacking her ass for disrespect once she was my mistress.

Shit she was complicated.

"I am in love with this model of the Ferrari 1980 288 Gto, its just beautiful. This has to be one my dream cars."

"What are your other dream cars, Bella?"

"Like you really care, Jake."

She finally used my nickname, but she said it as an insult, it turned me on.

"I do, if I didn't trust me, I wouldn't be asking." I said, smirking.

"It doesn't matter," She said. "I can't afford any of my dream cars, and Its not like we'll see each other again, after tonight."

"Like hell, you won't be able to stay away from me."

"Whatever cocky bastard."

"Call me what you want, baby."

We finished up looking at the cars, and it was time for us to leave or we were going to miss our reservation, for the wine tasting.

When we arrived I pulled Bella's chair out for her, and she blushed. "Wow, I didn't know Mr. Cocky could be a gentlemen."

"Just for tonight." I smirked.

She rolled her eyes, looking around.

"What is it Bella, will you give me a clue to what's in that head of yours?" The Virgin was a fucking puzzle. I could usually read all the women I went out with, shit.

"I've never been to a wine tasting place before," She admitted, shyly.

Her blush scent shock waves straight to my little friend.

I laughed softly, "like I said if you stick with me, you'll go a lot of places you've never been before."

She rolled her eyes. "What are these?" She asked, pointing to the oysters I made sure was on the table.

"Oysters, Bella. Have one." I demanded.

She looked at it funny, and I couldn't help but chuckle at her childlike innocence.

Her brown eyes twinkled, as she tasted it. "A little slimy, but not bad."

I smirked. "If you like the taste of that you'll love-"

"Mr. Black-please don't talk dirty right now."

"I was going to say clams, Bella." I feigned innocence. "You're the one with the dirty mind not me. You're a naughty virgin, huh?"

"Don't think I'm not on to you, Mr. Black."

"Huh?" I questioned, keeping up my innocent act.

"I'm not a complete idiot, I know what they say about oysters, I happen to read," She grinned.

I was speechless for a moment. Here I was thinking that the virgin was clueless.

"Are you speechless Jacob Black, I believe that was a first." She giggled, and I smirked at her.

"I don't do speechless, baby, and I also, have no idea what you're talking about."

She rolled her eyes. "Are you trying to seduce me," She asked her voice a hoarse whisper.

She was just full of fucking surprises, and damn my rock was getting harder...

"If I was, is it working?" I had never felt so unsure about myself, as I did when I was with Virgin. I didn't know if my attempts at seducing was working, and it was fucking irritating. I didn't have these damn problems.

She was about to respond when our wine server came out. Our server, placed a red and white wine on the table, for us to sample.

She tasted the white wine, and made an adorable face. "You don't like it?" I asked, smirking.

"Its a little tangy," She said smiling, and then she tasted the red, and her face relaxed.

Her brown eyes sparkled under the bright lights, and she looked very nice. Her lips were pursed, and I wanted them around my throbbing member desperately. I wonder how well were her sucking skills...

"What are you thinking, Bella?" I asked trying to decipher her expressions.

"I like it, its sweet." She said, I smiled.

"I have a sweet tooth too," I said, aware of the double meaning. "I wonder what you taste like."

Her cheeks flushed, did the virgin like dirty talk?

Our server came out, and brought out more wine for us to sample. Bella seemed to relax more with each sip, I was sure she was a little buzzed.

She let out a loud burp, and then blushed scarlet, her hands flying to her face. "Oh my God, excuse me, Jake." She said embarrassed.

I let out a loud guffaw. It was just surprise our fucking surprise with her.

"Its not funny!" She said, but she was smiling too.

"I have never heard a woman burp, it was cute." I said feeling a little more relaxed myself. I let out a burp of my own, it was her turn to guffaw now.

She turned off her laugh to stare at me, with a serious expression.

"Bella, what are you thinking?" I asked quietly, smiling.

"This side of you, is nice." She said.

I smirked. "I don't know what you mean babe,"

She rolled her eyes. "That didn't last long."

"Whatever, you ready for dinner?"

"I guess," She hiccuped.

We arrived on time for our reservation to dinner.

"I have no idea what to order..." She said looking at the menu confused.

"For starters you have the menu, upside down." I said turning it right side up, chuckling lightly.

She blushed. "I'm not used to these fancy places."

"That's why I'm here. Would you like me to order for you?"

She nodded. I ordered our food, and Bella a glass of water, she said she needed to sober up, and they had it out in no time.

"So tell me Bella, what do you do in your spare time?"

She shrugged. "I'm boring, I don't live an extravagant life like you." She said, gulping down her water.

"I still want to know, you're so difficult to read."

"Well, I'm a broke college student, going to school to be a teacher, who was raised by a single father. Who drives a beat up 1963 Chevy C10 step side. Living on a substitute teacher's salary, when I'm not working at the sporting goods store. And I volunteer at the animal shelter in my spare time."

"Wow, does sound pretty boring, but you're a saint."

She laughed. "Far from that I can assure you."

"You are a saint, virgin Bella."

She rolled her eyes.

"Do you pay for college out of pocket?"

"No."

"Where does all your money go to? You say you're broke working two jobs it seems like you'd be able to save, something to get a new car…"

"That's none of your business." She said defensively, her eyes turning cold.

"I didn't mean to pry or anything, Bella…"

"We all weren't born with sliver spoons in our mouths, some of us actually have to work for everything we own." The way she looked at me made me uneasy, and I didn't like how she was fucking judging me.

"You don't know what the fuck you're talking about. I wasn't born with all this shit, Bella. I worked my ass off with no help from anyone." I snapped, she got under my skin in away no one else could.

"Either way, Its not right how you flaunt your money all over the place, expecting others to fawn over you like you're a god or something. You should try to show a little humility. You may be beautiful, but you certainly need to tone down that self righteous attitude because its unattractive."

"Well I haven't heard any other women complain." I replied cockily.

She smirked. "That's your damn problem, always looking for validation from others. These treacherous women don't give a flying fart about you, they just use you! And you allow yourself to be used. And its not right."

I didn't respond, I felt my anger bubbling and I didn't want a fight not here. I was sure I was turning red in the face.

"I'm sorry, Jake, I didn't mean to judge. I'm sorry, I just have a very hard time- talking about things with anyone other than my friends. But, the reason why I can't save properly is because-I have to support my grandmother, and its very expensive."

"Your grandmother?" I said trying to keep my voice even, and reign my anger in.

"Yes, she needs medical care, I work to support her, and keep her in a home. My needs are far less important then taking care of her, I want her to be happy her last few years on this earth. I don't care about a stupid car, I just want her to be happy." Tears filled her eyes, and for once I didn't hate the shit, because she was crying for a completely different reason, than my stupid fucks.

She was selfless, she put her dreams on hold, for others. She wasn't human she was an angel or some shit. I could never be the type of person to put others before me, no one gave a shit about me, why should I give a shit about others? I was more important than anyone else, my needs were superior to others.

"I'm sorr-"

"Don't just don't Jacob, don't sit there and pretend like you care, because we both know you don't."

She was right, I didn't care the only reason why we were both here was because I wanted to fuck her. I couldn't pretend like I did, because that would give her the wrong idea, and I wanted her for one purpose to be my mistress, I didn't give a shit, about anything other than her pussy.

"So what about your family?" She asked, after awhile.

"My dad, is in a wheelchair, my mom died in a car crash." I said.

I never shared anything about myself, to my fucks, but since she was going to be my mistress I felt, she should know. I knew she didn't want anything from me, I felt like she actually cared. My fucks didn't all they cared about was my money, and shit.

"I'm sorry."

"No big fucking deal." I said. She winced.

"Any siblings?"

"Two brat twins."

She laughed. "Hmmm."

"What are you thinking, Bella?"

Hopefully about fucking me.

"I'm thinking that vulnerability looks a lot better on you than cocky."

I smirked. "That'll be the day," I replied.

She shrugged.

"You think I'm beautiful?" I asked, smirking.

She rolled her eyes. "You are sort of beautiful, Jake."

"Sort of, eh?"

"That's right sort of," She said. "I don't want to blow up your ego anymore, its big enough already." She smiled. She was so blunt and honest, and she didn't just tell me what I wanted to hear, I wasn't sure how I felt about that.

"Flying fart, Bella?"

Her face flame as she shrugged.

"Eat," I demanded pointing at her food. "Or it'll get cold."

"To be honest Jake, I don't like this fancy food. I'm very simple to please."

"Oh? What do you have in mind?" I smirked.

She grabbed my hand. "Let's go." She said pulling me toward the door.

"I have to pay first, Bella."

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