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Chapter 13: Alone at Last Part II

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After my shower hanging my shirt out to dry, and brushing my teeth, I put on the old faded Jurassic Park pajama lounge pants that were previously owned by Bella's dad, that fit just barely. The Jurassic Park logo was still slightly visible, but it was faded terribly. They hugged me a little too tightly, and the bulge in my pants could be seen easily, because it was magnified. Damn, I was huge; I smirked, just wait until Bella saw this.

I went into the living room, to set up camp for the night. I looked at the damn fluffy rainbow blanket Bella had laid out. I sighed, the corners of my mouth turning up, only Bella. I surveyed the couch, it was way too small for a guy my height. Bella was out of her fucking mind if she really thought I would sleep there. I was sleeping in her bed tonight, next to her, I would make sure of that.

I heard the shower water stop running abruptly, and a door close shut. I smiled, I figured she was probably done with her shower, and she was in the process dressing.

Bella drying off, naked. I gulped.

I was so curious to just sneak a peak at her, I had to literally fucking fight myself to stay in place. Obviously the mini me in my pants was curious too, because little big Jake perked to attention. He was straining for a sneak peak too.

"Down boy, down." I called him off, trying to keep the little monster at bay, he wasn't getting any play tonight, we were both going to have to accept that. I kept trying to reason with him with no luck, he was just as stubborn as his master. After that shower stroke he shouldn't be ready to play this soon. I sighed. I bit my bottom lip, a little too hard, trying not to imagine what Bella looked like naked, I was trying to turn over a new fucking leaf here, which wasn't fucking easy. But what could I say? I was still a fucking man, and the sight of Bella naked, thrilled me to no end. But she didn't need this right now, not with the passing of her grandmother. I needed to calm the hell down, and shake the horniness away.

A few deep breaths later, and a readjusting to my pants, I needed something to do to keep my mind off of her. I thought, while I was waiting, trying not to go back to Bella's room and fuck her senseless, and trying to give her adequate time to change, I would check my phone. I groaned at the sight on the screen.

I had over 80 unread text messages, and 50 missed calls. From numbers I didn't even recognize, probably from women. It was a usual occurrence sometimes it was way more calls and texts than this, they all went unanswered; voice-mails piled up until my inbox was so full that it needed to be emptied before anymore could be left, but the women were persistent as fuck. I didn't even know who was who, the numbers all ran together looking the same, not having distinct identities. They didn't mean anything to me. I never saved them as contacts, they weren't important enough to save. They were just fucks, not permanent spots in my life, I never even wanted to see them again. I didn't even know how they got my number half of the time, that's groupies for you, I sighed annoyed. The only woman I cared about tonight was Bella. It was so hard to believe just a few hours ago, I was mouth deep in some bitches mouth. Being honest with myself fucking randoms had lost its thrill to me, that's why I started the quest to find the mistress anyway, and I still wasn't giving up on that.

After deleting most of the texts without reading them, I scrolled through my emails, from talks with my business partners in other states. We were looking to expand shop to areas in the great plains states. We were really successful in our takeover of the plains, and Montana was the first on the list. We nearly had everything in place to be set up, once the General manager I just hired on, hired a staff, and we screened to make sure they were up to standards, we would be up and ready to go. Business was booming in all our locations. I knew I would have to visit soon, to make sure everything was up and running smoothly. That would be our seventh location outside of Washington to be opened. It called for a celebration really, the shop was on its way to becoming national. Soon, there may be a Black's Auto Shop on every corner in the US, bringing quality car service to everyone.

I was excited about the expansion of the business. It had always been my life long dream, I had worked non-stop, throwing myself into work for years. It was all I cared about, and I hoped to be worldwide one day, but I wasn't happy like I should have been. I had it all but really had nothing at all. The emptiness I felt ran deep, that's why I liked being around Bella she made me feel less empty; and showed me there was really more to life than money, and material things. Even for just a moment with Bella, I could feel human, normal, and down-to-earth, when I felt so un-human most of the time. She always reminded me something was missing, she was missing.

Walking back into the room, once I had given Bella ample time to be fully clothed, and if she wasn't too bad, it would be my luck, I smiled. I watched her from the doorway of her room, as she moved around the room. Thunder boomed loudly causing Bella to jump several feet in the air and knock over her jewelry case. I couldn't help but laugh, she turned around, and threw a book at my head, missing by mere inches.

"Nice throw," I laughed.

She rolled her eyes, the deep blush still stained her cheeks as she avoided eye contact with me. "Thanks, I used to played peewee softball." She said her face looking like a ripe tomato.

"I bet that was a sight." I laughed, and picked the book up. "Romeo and Juliet, huh?"

She snatched it out of my hand, her face growing redder, if that was possible. "That's private." She said, blushing instantly at the word, clearing her throat, and turning away from me quickly.

She placed the book gently on her bookshelf, that was filled with lots of books. I could see Bella was an avid reader, and reading was probably what she spent the majority of the time, doing on the weekends. No wonder her friends call her a stick in the mud, but I thought it was so damn cute. She wasn't like everyone else, she was Bella and that was fucking okay.

"What are you doing here? I thought you had retired to your bed for the night, the couch." She said, I thought her whole body looked to be flushed.

I scratched my head, she was acting strange...

"Have you seen that couch?" I asked tersely.

"Well duh." She mumbled, not meeting my eyes.

"And have you seen how freakishly large I am… and I'm not even talking about my p-"

"Jacob!" She snapped loudly.

"Sorry. I tried, and failed. That thing is way too small for a man my size, I'd much rather spend the night in your bed."

"That's not going to happen."

Wanna bet? I challenged in my head. But I responded with a smirk.

Her eyes finally roved over my chest, as she finally took me in. She hadn't even realized before that I was shirtless, because she was avoiding looking at me. I saw her gulp, and she flushed to the roots of her hair, as she looked at my big di- "Put on a shirt." She snapped, her eyes narrowing.

"You're awfully cute when you're flushed, you know? But I can't put on a shirt."

"And why not?" She asked crossing her arms.

"Because its not dry, yet. But we're both adults here so I'm sure my half-nakedness, won't be a problem, right?"

"Right." She responded through gritted teeth.

"Good, because I wouldn't want to tempt you into doing something."

"You couldn't possibly tempt me, Mr. Black, its nearly impossible."

"Nearly? So what you're saying is, I have a chance?"

"NO! You know what I meant." She grumbled.

"That's good to know, that if I wanted to, I could because you said nearly. You gave me hope." She sighed heavily, "but just know tonight, I don't want to."

"That's good to know. Thank God for small favors."

"Mhmm." I mumbled. Studying her body language. She was so fucking hard to read.

Tense, nervous, flushed, shy, avoiding eye contact.

Bella had seen me naked? Or she heard me stroking the snake. Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner. BINGO! When Bella came in, I hadn't realized the shower curtain was barely drawn on the backside, so I probably mooned her, or she could have come in right when I was relieving myself. Wow, this wasn't a typical reaction I got from women, when they saw me naked, they didn't get shy. I had to play this shit just right.

"Thanks for the toothbrush by the way." I smirked, letting her know, I was on to her.

She turned a color passed scarlet, and immediately turned around to busy herself with something else.

"Bella?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." She hissed.

"So a toothbrush just so happened to walk into the bathroom?"

"I guess so." She turned around to glare at me.

"Okay, fine. I'll let it go...for now." Her face started to return to a slightly normal color, and I was definitely enjoying this version of Bella, so many layers to her, and they were all something else.

I laughed, as I moved to sit down on her bed.

"What are you doing?"

"Sitting down." I said nonchalantly, shrugging.

"Why?"

"I just want to talk before I go to sleep."

"About what?" She said sounding annoyed.

"Well for starters where are Jessica and Angela? Shouldn't they be here by now?"

"They got stuck in the storm, its really bad on the outskirts of the city where they were looking for me, so they had to rent a motel. I feel really awful."

"Wait…So does that mean we have this whole place to ourselves? For the whole night?" I said a little too giddy.

She groaned louder than necessary to show her disdain. "Unfortunately."

I smirked. "Don't look so scared, I won't try anything."

"Trust me, I'm not scared, I can hold my own against you."

"I know you can, Bella." I did respect her, even though I did want to jump her bones, I wouldn't until she wanted me too, if she ever wanted me to. I would never take advantage of her, that's one thing I didn't do, my women were always fucking willing. "I respect you, you know. I would never try to take advantage of you. I hope you know that." I said seriously.

"I do, if I didn't I would have sent your butt on your way soaking wet."

"Good. And I'm glad you didn't, I want to be here with you, to keep you company after everything that happened tonight." I said. "And it's a good thing you didn't send 'my butt' soaking wet, because I could have gotten caught in the storm."

"I guess, and thank you." She said softly.

"And not to mention you know you want me here, just as much as I want to be here."

She opened her mouth in protest, but I put a hand up to silence her. "Don't try to deny it."

She nodded. "I suppose I am glad you're here…for your safety and all; wouldn't want you stuck in a storm."

"That's the first nice thing you've said to me all night."

"Okay," She said sighing, "now if that's all."

"Its not all," I said, trying to stay in her room as long as possible. I couldn't help but shift my attention to the dvd's that were sitting out on her desk. Nosiness got the better of me, and I walked over to lavishly flip through them. I was curious to see what kind of movies Bella was interested in. She didn't have a television in her room, so I assumed she watched dvd's on her laptop.

"Nosy." She mumbled as I continued to flip through them.

"Just curious to see what you like. No harm in that, right?" I said flipping. "Christine? Wow. One of my favorites."

She grinned. "Its such a classic. I was terrified of that movie when I was a kid, looking back on it as an adult, I realized how incredibly cheesy it was." She laughed. "But it's still a little eerie."

She was so cute as she talked, her eyes just lit up, like a child.

"I've always wanted to see a real live 1958 Red Plymouth Fury, but I would be scared it would turn on me," I said.

"Definitely."

We both started to laugh.

"Maximum overdrive," I said coming across the movie. "Another classic."

She nodded. "I'm such a horror movie junkie."

"We seem to have similar taste in movies. I'm sensing a car theme too."

"Hmm you noticed."

"Of course I did."

Leafing through more of her movies, I came across something I was a little shocked to see.

"You have the entire collection of the Golden Girls?" I nearly shouted with excitement. She was starting to appear so much more perfect to me.

She laughed, turning slightly pink. "Does that turn you on or something Mr. Black?" She teased.

"Indeed it does."

She playfully rolled her eyes. "I love that show, my grandma and I used to watch it all the time, and it kind of stuck." She smiled sheepishly, her eyes turning somber at the mention of her grandmother.

"Now you can watch it, and remember the times you two used to watch it together, and the fun you had." I said. "I love it too."

"Seriously?" She asked, her eyes narrowing in disbelief. "I find it hard to believe someone like you, likes the Golden Girls."

"Well its true baby. The guys never let me live it down either, it hurts my reputation."

She rolled her eyes. "I bet."

"Thank you for being a friend…" I started singing loudly and off-tune. What the hell, if the guys could see me now. I never sang, but Bella brought out all the crazy sides of me. I had to keep her happy so she didn't start thinking about her grandmother and get sad.

Bella looked at me as if I had grown two heads, as I started singing the theme song to the show.

"Aren't you going to join in, you're leaving me out here to dry?"

"I can't sing Jacob."

"Neither can I, come on stick in the mud, loosen up."

"I am not a stick in the mud." She said through gritted teeth. "I'm tired of people saying that."

"Prove it, sing with me."

"Fine." She paused. "Traveled down the road and back again." She said in a very off-key voice. It was so fucking, cute. I couldn't help but laugh a little at her voice, it was nearly as bad as mine. She swatted me playfully.

"Your heart is true, you're a pal and a confidante."

"Thank you for being a friend." We finished together.

We both burst out laughing at our terrible singing voices.

"Singing is definitely not our strong suit." She commented. "We're definitely not going to be winning Grammy's anytime soon, so don't quit your day job."

"I agree, I'm going to stick to fixing cars. But you know they will let anyone win Grammy's these days, so maybe we do have a chance."

"You're probably right."

I finally set down her collection of dvd's as we both sat down on the bed, at the same time.

"Thank you." She said out of the blue, once things turned silent.

"For what?"

"Making me laugh, I needed it."

"It's the best medicine, that's the least I can do, right. For being a cocky jerk all the time?"

"Yes, I suppose it is. You act all tough, and cocky, but deep down you're just a big ol' softy and you know it."

"Shhh," I said holding a finger to my lips. "Don't let that secret get out."

She laughed quietly. "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me."

Here we were sitting side-by-side on her bed, and I found myself wanting to know more about her. I found myself wanting to know all I could about her. She was such a puzzle, and I wanted all the pieces. The feeling about actually caring, and wanting to know more about someone was such foreign feeling to me.

"What do you wanna do with your life Bella?" I asked randomly, the only question I could think of popping in my mind.

"What?"

I repeated the question.

"I doubt you really care, and tomorrow you won't even remember."

"I do care, Bella. And tomorrow I'm still going to be here caring."

She stared at me doubtfully. "We'll see. But I told you, I want to be a teacher…"

"No Bells, tell me what you really want, if you could do anything, go anywhere what would you do? I don't want to hear the politically correct answer."

Her cheeks flushed. "It doesn't matter Jake."

"Yes it does, it matters to me, please tell me."

"Okay. Don't laugh."

"I won't."

"I want to travel the world, experience different cultures. See old antique cars. Read great books, dress up and have dinner next to the Eiffel tower. I've never been outside of Washington. I want to learn different languages. I want to try different kinds of food, and taste every kind of wine, you introduced me wine tasting to me by the way."

I smiled. "Hmmm." Just listening to the sound of her voice was comforting, knowing she was so close to me. Somewhere along the way our sitting on the bed turned into laying, we were only a few inches apart as we lay side-by-side on her pink bed, in her pink, littered room.

"I want to find a first edition copy of my favorite book Wuthering Heights. I want to build a motorcycle. What I really want is more than anything, to-settle down have a home, a family, a husband, beautiful children. A stable career. A simple life. The life I never got to experience, growing up. I want to be a mom, have kids running through the house, with a dog, and a garden. That's what I want. It may sound like a stick in the mud bu-"

"No. It sounds nice." I said truthfully. This life Bella was talking about, would it ever be something I wanted? Did I want a home, a family, a wife, kids?

Kids… The pain at the mere thought of them. I had a kid once. An unborn son, the thought stabbed me in the gut all over again, crippling me from the inside out for a moment. Bella's voice pulled me from the abyss I almost fell down.

"Yeah, you wouldn't understand. You don't want a family or love or anything like that." She paused. "I really just want to be happy, that's all. I don't need things or to go places to be happy, if I have the right people, I can be happy anywhere. Dinner in the backyard can be just as nice as dinner next to the Eiffel tower."

"Trust me Bella, I understand."

"Whatever." She said. "You know, I've never told anyone these things before, and I don't know why I picked to tell you of all people. Its just really hard not to tell you things." She said.

"I seem to have that effect on people."

"Can the cocky Jake just not make an appearance right now. Semi-caring Jake is so much better."

I laughed at how she referred to us as two separate people.

"You told me, what you want, the cocky bastard you can't stand."

"Who says I can't stand you?"

"You act like you can't."

"I don't want to swoon over you Jacob, you're too used to that, and I'm not like that. You're insufferable, irritating, self-centered, spoiled you think the world rel-"

"Ouch, you done destroying my ego? Careful anymore insults and there will practically be none left."

She laughed. "I'm sorry it's the truth, you're difficult, but I like a challenge."

"Oh you do-do you?" I smirked.

She rolled her eyes. "I see the good in you. You're gorgeous, beautiful, funny, your eyes alone can make me blush."

"Oh really?" I said looking deep into her eyes, and sure enough a blush crept on her cheeks.

"Will you stop that!" She hit me and laughed. "Its hard resisting you. I've never had this problem where I'm so attracted to someone, its so new, its frightening. That's why its been so easy to stay away from relationships, because I've never found anyone who I was attracted to. No one was worth it to me, to take a chance on. But with you its different, as much as I want to hate you despise you, loathe you, and the majority of the time I do. But then you go and do something that reminds me of how good I know you can be. I can't stay away from you. I should, but I can't. I find myself thinking about you throughout the day. I roll my eyes, and try to forget you, but I can't, the thoughts won't go away. Everything reminds me of you. My job, my favorite restaurant, school. I can't get you out of my head, and sometimes I wish I could, because it would be easier. I've never liked anyone, so I never let myself be venerable to get hurt-so no I don't despise you, but you are a cocky little bastard."

I laughed. "Thanks, I think...So what you're saying, is I'm worth it?"

"That's still to be determined, I want to believe you can change..."

"I can, if you're just patient with me," I said.

"Well, its your lucky night, because I happen to be a very patient person. As long as you don't screw things up by bringing another random groping you in your office."

"That wasn't my fault.."

She gave me a pointed look. "Taking responsibility for your actions is the first thing you need to do."

"Okay. I guess you're right. Leading women on, they get the wrong impression." Fuck this was hard, owning up to shit. "And I apologize, that you walked in and seen that, because I had no idea it would happen, and I didn't want it, and I never want you to experience that again."

She smiled. "See? Told you there is good in you."

"I suck at this."

"You know what they say, practice makes perfect."She paused, "I know beyond all that built up cockiness, there's a hurt little boy there. I see it in your eyes when you turn vulnerable. I see who you really are Jacob, and who you want people to think you are. That little boy inside never got a chance to experience life as a stupid kid. Or do stupid and reckless things. Responsibility was just thrust upon him, and he had to grow up no questions asked. That had his world snatched away from him at a very young age, and was forced to grow up. I get it, Jake. I know what its like to a degree. My mom left when I was a baby. I was barely out of the womb good, and she was already out of the door, leaving Charlie who knew nothing about nurturing or babies, to take care of me. She didn't want me, called me a mistake; that I should have never been born."

"You're not a mistake, Bella." I said finding myself seething with anger.

"Thank you. My dad, and grandmother helped me figure that out. That's why I loved her so much, she was basically my mom, when my biological mom bailed on us."

I didn't know what to say. I knew Bella's mother wasn't around, but I had no idea she just abandoned her family like that.

"Have you seen your mother since?"

"Nope she took off with some minor league baseball player allegedly, and she never looked back. She's as good as dead to me, all she ever was to me was a surrogate."

"It was her loss, Bells. Because you are nothing short of amazing, I constantly have to check your back for wings." I said honestly. "You're so strong, and wonderful Bella, seriously. I just can't believe a person like you exists."

She laughed. "Well thank you. That's another thing that I want. I want to find her to ask her why the hell she abandoned me, us, and I want to prove that I can be a better mother than she ever was, because I would never abandon my anyone I love."

Things turned quiet, for a moment, both of us processing the turn of the conversation, and she turned to me after a while. "You look mighty comfy in my bed." She laughed. I was underneath her covers snuggling against her car throw pillow. "So I got you in my bed, and you're not going to try anything, are you?" She asked, a teasing edge to her voice.

"I want to, but I told you I wouldn't, you're so beautiful, Its hard, but I'm trying to be a gentleman." I whispered, the declaration startled me. "Being a gentleman is something completely new, I kind of don't know how."

She smiled. "Well you're doing a pretty good job. You'll always get rewarded for being good."

"Oh really, like how?" I half-smiled.

"Like this."

She moved ever so slowly, closing the distance between us on the bed. She took my face in her cold hands, and leaned down slowly. Her warm breath fanned against my face tickling it, a jolt of electricity passed through me as our noses brush. This simple gesture was so powerful. The incredible want I felt building up in me, was intolerable. She gently laid a soft kiss to my lips, as gentle as a butterfly's wing at first, I barely felt it. I responded instantly, it felt good having her lips against mine. Our breathing escalated for a moment, I didn't want to push her away, so I tried to remain completely calm. This intimacy was never something I allowed when fucking randoms, I never kissed them, so this experience felt so new, but welcomed. This felt different from the previous kisses once shared between us. This was incredibly intimate, it was nice. Her kiss had many layers to it, soft turned to hard, to eager, then it turned as soft as a whisper, before her lips parted slightly as she raked her tongue across my bottom lip, and just before pulling away she let her teeth graze my top lip. Little big Jake sprung to action immediately. The little fucker had been MIA when fucking randoms, and now he was popping up over one little kiss. I had if for her bad. The damn Bella effect.

She pulled away all too soon, I wanted more. She kissed my forehead, and then she lay back down.

"Wow," I breathed. I hated to admit it, but that was fucking amazing. I kind of felt a little dizzy. Now I understood why Bella wanted to save herself. She deserved to be courted, romanced, she deserved the very best. I wasn't so sure if I was the best person for the job. Her innocence in the kiss alone, was making me so weak in the knees.

She searched my face. "Are you speechless, from a little ol' kiss, Mr. Black?"

"You're so full of surprises, Bells."

She beamed. "Was that kiss as good for you as it was for me?" She said. We were both breathing heavily, like we had just had sex.

"It was fucking awesome, I'll have to start being good more often, mhmm?"

She nodded. "But I'm sure a little kiss isn't anything compared to the type of thing you do with your- you know."

"No it isn't."

Her face fell, and she turned angry suddenly.

"It was better."

Her face smoothed out a bit, but not much; and I feared for my life for a second. "Liar."

"Seriously, I don't kiss them." I said harsher than I intended, making the women sound like a disease. "Because I don't want there to be any intimacy, or any more attachment than necessary, but kissing you Bells, it feels so good. Feels right."

She looked at me with a thoughtful expression. Like she could see into the depths of my soul. She saw me, I couldn't possibly hide, she knew I fucked to relieve the missing part of me. But she didn't press the issue.

"So what you're saying is you're getting attached to me?"

"More than I thought I ever would."

She rolled her eyes. "You still only want to get in my pants."

"I do."

She hit me in the stomach.

"I'm just being honest." I said smiling sheepishly. "But….Its so much more than that now."

"I bet," She yawned suddenly. "I guess I should go to bed."

"Yeah, I guess I should too."

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight." I said closing my eyes.

"What are you doing?" She asked her eyebrows pinching, as if she was trying to solve a puzzle.

"What does it look like, I'm going to sleep." I said, looking at her with a dumbfounded expression.

"Not in my bed. Off limits."

"Bells please-"

"No!"

"I have a bad back-"

"No!"

"I promise I won't try anything, scouts honor." I said holding up three fingers, in a scouts honor promise.

"Fine, only because I was a girl's scout! You better not try anything unless you want your um- member, broken."

Just the mere thought alone had my hands flying to my best pal, and holding him for dear life. "Okay, I won't try anything!" I said desperately. "No one will ever hurt you little Jake." I whispered.

She laughed so hard she was turning bright red. "Little Jake, huh? That's what you said in the shower."

My mouth flew open, fuck this she was something else. "You were spying on me."

She was laughing so hard tears were streaking down her face. "Noo-I brought you a-tooth brush." She said through giggles. I couldn't help but laugh with her.

"You're going to pay for that you know." I said, my voice teasing but serious.

Her laughter started to die down, and she gulped louder than necessary pretending to be scared."I'm shaking in my boots."

"You should be."

"Bring it on, I can handle you. Now you get to the bottom of the bed."

"Bells…." I whined.

"Move it mister or I'll change my mind."

"Okay, okay."

"Good now, goodnight, Jacob."

"Night, Bella."

She popped off the light, and we had both snuggled up in the cover when a stomach gurgle interrupted the silence of the room.

"Um, Bella?" I couldn't see her because her back was turned to me, but I saw a blush creep up her neck.

She smiled sheepishly. "I guess I'm hungry, I haven't eaten since before going to the club."

I chuckled softly. "Sounds like a monster in your belly. Go eat, honey."

"I guess I should go get a snack. I don't want my stomach keeping you up at all hours." She said, getting out of the bed, I instantly felt warmth disappear as I followed her footfalls.

"Jacob?" She asked stopping before she reached the door.

"Hmm?"

"You wanna get a snack with me? We can eat snacks while we watch a movie or something, I'm sure you're probably hungry as well."

I smiled. "I thought you'd never ask."

A/N: They're making progress, huh?

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