Chapter 15: Strawberry Shampoo Addict
Warning: There will be a lot of cursing in this chapter, and if you don't like it, I'm sorry just skip over them. Just warning you!
Please forgive any errors.
It was a busy day at the shop, and the guys were practically falling over one another, trying to complete work on time. People came in and out. Business was booming, the phone was ringing off the hook, the radio was blaring, the cars were piled up, and I fucking loved it. The pack was in concentration mode, as we tried to complete the quota for the day. I hadn't felt this good, at work, on a Saturday in a long fucking time. I found myself grinning, and humming along to the radio, which I never did. Bella brought a lot of damn humming out of me.
"What the fuck are you so happy about Black?" Quil asked. I just shrugged, and smiled.
"Somebody must have got laid, I know that grin anywhere." Embry added, shoving me playfully.
"Actually no, I didn't, and I'm okay with that."
The two exchanged puzzled glances, and started at me unbelieving.
"You're okay with not getting laid?" Embry clarified.
I nodded. "Is that so hard to fucking believe?"
"Where the fuck is, Jake? You're an imposter, because that's all the Jake I know, cares about." Quil said.
"Damn Black," Paul said covering his nose, as he walked past me to get a tool. "You smell like a fucking chick. You're stinkin' up our heavenly guy stench. No bitches allowed."
"He's right Jake," Embry agreed. "Why the fuck do you smell so… good?"
"Are those strawberries?" Quil asked.
I chuckled, trying to change the subject quickly. "Fuck off, assholes. Stop sniffing me you homos."
"You're getting soft on me, pussy." Paul said. "You still haven't told me why you smell like strawberries." He coughed dramatically covering his nose.
I rolled my eyes. "Grow up." I said, and he flipped me off.
Seth and Brady came bounding over toward us. "Jake all the guys are hanging out at the new club that just opened up, a few blocks over, later tonight, you coming?" Seth asked smiling. "Its going to be crawling with bitches." He said wiggling his eyebrows.
Normally, something like this would be right up my alley, but I had lost any interest in any woman expect my Bells. Fuck that.
"Can't. I got a date." I said trying to hide my grin, but failing miserably.
Brady gaped at me for a moment, like he was in shock. "What the fuck? Like an actual date, date? Not a random fuck?"
"No, not a fuck, I have a date. With Bells."
The damn smile just wouldn't go away, not my normal cocky smirk a real damn smile what the hell was she doing to me?
"Wait isn't that the virgin?"
"She has a name." I hissed.
"Sorry." He said quickly.
"Will you stop smiling? I've never seen you smile this much its scaring the shit out of me." Seth said, I couldn't help but laugh at him.
"You nicknamed that virgin? You two must be getting serious." Brady chimed in. I glared at him so hard if I had lasers I would have burned a hole right through his head. "Oops I mean, Bella." He held out teasingly, smiling sheepishly.
Paul batted his eyelashes. "Our boy's in love."
"Shut the fuck up." I said annoyed. "Please don't use the L word."
I didn't know if I was capable of doing that, but I knew for a fact I cared for Bella.
Paul snorted. "Yes our Jake has gone fucking soft, its official. He's lost his playa card. You know he's in l-o-v-e with her, he turned the whole city of Seattle upside down just to look for her." I slapped him on the back of the head.
"Wow, Jake I never thought I would see the day…" Seth trailed off. "But I'm happy for you, I guess." He smiled. "Its just so weird with you not being with us hitting up clubs and sleeping around. That's what we do. You don't know what your going to missing out on bro, I mean, I would never want to be tied to just one woman. Good luck with that."
"I'm so tired of that shit. Its the same old thing, its just pussy." They all gasped collectively, as I was wiping my hands on a nearby rag, rolled my eyes ignoring them, and continued, "But thank you, Seth, at least someone is happy for me." I said glaring at Paul.
"Just pussy?"
"What the hell do you mean, just pussy?"
"Jake, who the hell are you?"
It was true it was just pussy, each girl was different, but really all the same. I didn't want to spend my life jumping from woman to woman. Having something that gets ran through by a lot of different men every week. I was tired of that. Some of the pack even fucked the girls that I had, it was pretty pathetic how some of the sluts would be passed around our circle, and not only our circle but other men. I just wasn't into it anymore. Bella was showing me, how things could be different.
I held up a hand, "That's enough. I don't want to talk about it anymore, you dickheads all get back to work, before I dock your pay two weeks." They knew I was fucking around, I had done it in the past.
"Okay, we're going. But just wait until the other guys hear about this shit."
Word spread around the shop quickly about my 'falling in l-o-v-e with the virgin' they were some of the biggest fucking gossipers around, but still with all the teasing I endured, the damn smile still wouldn't leave my face. And I know it irritated them to no end. I knew Paul was the source of all the shop's latest gossip.
By the time the food service got the food ready for our lunch break, the word 'food' in the sentence 'the food is ready' barely left my mouth before I was jumped by all the guys in the shop.
"Slow down, you're eating like a damn pack of wolves." I said, going toward my office. I sighed, finally a moment of peace.
On the way to the office, I looked in the mirror, I added so the guys and I could check out how fucking awesome we looked. In the mirror, it was so weird seeing the smile that was plastered on, and it wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. Nothing could bring me down today.
I slipped into my office, locking the door behind me, so I could have my privacy.
It was burning a whole in my pocket. I took a deep intoxicating whiff, and I was sure my eyes rolled to the back of my damn head, as I breathed deeply. I took a long drag from it, like I was a fucking addict, the precious gem, in my pants rose up at the scent of her. I needed a release, little big Jake demanded my attention, and I had no choice but to relive the ache, or he was going to turn all blue and I didn't need that shit. I pulled out my prized possession, hard as a damn brick, just from the scent. As I sniffed, and stroked my release came quickly.
Fuck, that was intense.
Fuck, what is she doing to me?
Fuck, I'm fucking hooked.
Fuck I need to stop saying fuck.
I cleaned up the huge mess, and squirted some hand sanitizer in my hands. Got to be sanitary kids.
I needed to hear her voice. I couldn't get my mind off of her. Her laugh, her flushed cheeks, her big beautiful eyes, watching her sleep. Thinking about her mouth as she held all those cheese balls in it. How her tongue lazily licked the remaining cheese left on her lips.
If she could fit all those fucking cheese balls in her mouth….
Surely she could fit my big di…..
She could lick little Jake like she had licked her lips...
Damn I needed another release.
I squirted everywhere, cleaning up my mess after words.
What was I, a hormonal teenager? I hoped I wouldn't have to jack off again today. Shit, control yourself Black!
It was about way more than sex with Bells now, but I still wanted to fuck the everlasting shit out of her, I couldn't deny that.
I picked up my phone, ignoring the many calls and texts I didn't give a shit about, and dialed Virgin, I would have to change that to something more respectful. I quickly reentered her in my phone as simply Bells.
"Hey Jake." She answered a smile in her voice.
"Hey Bells, I miss you." I said, shocked the damn words actually slipped out.
Fuck, what was wrong with me? I didn't want to admit that.
She laughed, music to my damn ears.
"You just saw me a little while ago, can't get enough of me, can you?"
She was right, I couldn't get enough of her, and it was scaring the living shit out of me. If it was more than a fuck for me, for us, what was this exactly? I didn't know, and I didn't want to label anything, I was working on my cockiness, and all that, but I still wasn't ready to go that fast. I would just take this shit one day at a time, I knew eventually she would want to know what this was too.
"So you're saying you don't miss me?"
"I didn't say that." She chuckled.
"Then you do, I knew it, how could you not, miss all of this?"
She chuckled. "Hmmm." She said. "How's work?" She asked thoughtfully.
How long ago had it been since I talked to anyone about work other than my pack? She actually gave a shit, and I liked it.
"Its good, busy as hell. But good." I replied. She inquired about some jobs I had to do on cars today, and any interesting cars, I had seen, and I liked that we had one of the most important parts of my life in common, and she didn't find it incredibly boring. I could talk about this car shit for hours, and apparently so could Bells.
"That sounds awesome." She enthused.
"You'll have to come watch me work, sometime Ms. Swan."
"I'd like that."
There was that damn smile that wouldn't go away again, I was beginning to get used to it.
"How's your day going?" I asked.
"Pretty good. I got a few assignments for school done, packed my things, and now I'm riding-"
"Riding who, I'll kill him!"
"Jake!" Bella giggled. "I'm riding around checking out apartments."
I blew out a sharp breath. "Bella, haven't you thought about my offer?"
I could hear her sigh deeply. "I don't know Jacob, I'm still looking, keeping my options open, you know? But I do appreciate the offer, and I'll continue considering it."
"Okay, babe, you can keep your options open as long as you end up making the right option, which is me."
"We'll see."
"You know you want to choose me, Bells."
"Oh shut up," She said playfully. "You just want me to choose you."
"Hell yeah I do, so I can use you in my sick twisted games."
"Jacob…" Bella scolded.
"I'm only teasing, Bells, unless you want me to."
"You're something else."
"You're one to talk." I said. "You ready for tonight?" My voice turned husky. "I know I am."
"Yes." She admitted. "I can't wait to see you."
"You just saw me a little while ago." I said stealing her line.
"I don't care."
"Can't get enough of me can you? Wow, Ms. Swan I do believe you're smitten with me," She chuckled. "I bet you've been thinking about me all day."
"Maybe, I have." No little Jake stay down, I don't want to have to stroke you again, you little fucker. "Only if you've been thinking about me."
"I can't think of anything else, actually, nobody but you."
Whoa. Shit! I was admitting shit that I was supposed to be keeping in my head, what was Bella doing to me? Was there some damn truth serum in this damn shampoo?
"I can't believe you've been thinking about anyone other than yourself." She teased, mocking shock. "Wow. That must be a first."
"Haha, very funny. Believe it baby, but who wouldn't think about me?"
"Cocky."
"You like it."
"Not really."
"You like me?"
"When you're not being a cocky jerk."
"So that's a yes, right?" I responded.
"You know I do, otherwise I would've hit the road a while ago."
"Yeah I know, I just like to hear you say it."
"You're insufferable."
I laughed.
"You like me?" She asked.
"I like your big b-"
"Jacob." She warned.
"I was going to say big brown eyes, jeez Bells." We both chuckled.
"You like my eyes, huh?"
"Yeah, they're pretty amazing. That's the first thing I liked about you," Well after I found out you were a virgin, I added in my head, but I didn't need to admit all that shit.
"Wow." She said amazed. "I believe that's the first real compliment you've ever given me, without there being some kind of agenda about you behind it."
I laughed lightly. "I'm trying this whole gentleman thing out."
"I like it."
"I know you do."
"Yeah, well, keep working on it." She replied sarcastically.
"Anything for you, Bells."
I could hear her smile. "Thanks, Jakey."
"Well, I'll see you tonight.." I said reluctantly.
"Okay. Hey Jake-"
Just then Paul came barging through the door, that I thought was fucking locked. Oh shit. I tried to hide it, I really did, but his nosy eyes were too fast, I was caught red handed. The phone slipped out of my grasp and onto the desk. I felt like a teenager who was caught by his parents fucking a bitch in their bed.
"Don't you know how to knock dammit?" I asked hiding the shampoo in my desk.
"You stole her fucking shampoo?" Paul asked, as he peered to get a closer look.
Guilty as charged.
I had been smelling the shit all the day, when no one was looking. It was true, I had stolen the small travel sized bottle of strawberry shampoo, Bella had left sitting on her bathroom sink, when I took a shower in her bathroom.
It was so small I got it out of Bella's apartment in my back pocket, no one suspected a damn thing, Bella was too preoccupied to notice, and I kept it in my back pocket so I could smell the shit, like a fucking addict. I guess that's why the shop smelled like strawberries. Damn, I was really losing it. That's why I was admitting these truths, because smelling Bells, it was hard not to.
Shit, I knew I should have left it at home, instead of smelling it on the way to work, but I couldn't put it down. I got a fucking high of the stuff, it was like Bells was literally here with me, it was really quite addicting.
"Quil, Embry, Sam, Jared, Seth, Collin, Brady, get the fuck in here!" Paul yelled.
"Shut the fuck up Paul!" I yelled. It was too late, the guys all came charging in.
"He stole her fucking shampoo!" Paul said, coming over to pull the evidence out of my desk. I smacked Paul's hand away, but he was still too fast.
Booming laughter filled my tiny office. As the guys teased me.
"Jake, are you serious?"
"You're such a pussy!"
"You're acting like a love sick puppy."
"Who does that shit?"
"What the hell? Since when have you turned into such a bitch?"
They all took turns insulting me, but I didn't give a shit. Yes, it was true I had stolen the shampoo. I couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of it all too. What the hell was wrong with me? I was definitely changing, but I didn't know if I liked it just yet.
"Don't judge me you bastards! I happen to know for a fact a lot of you have stolen a lot worse from women than some damn shampoo. Some sick twisted shit, for souvenirs." They all got quiet. "That's what I fucking thought, unless you want me to air your dirty laundry, get the hell out of my office, for you're all fired." I said seriously, my voice full of authority. Laugh at Jacob time was over. They had their little laugh at my expense now it was time to get their asses back to work.
They left hurriedly, as I knocked each of them on the back of the head, as they left out of the door.
I slammed the door to my office and inspected the broken lock. How had that even happened? I would have to get that shit fixed, as soon as possible. My time in my office was my only time from prying eyes.
I sighed heavily, as I sat back at my desk. I looked down, and my phone was still lighting up, indicating that Bella was still on the line. Oh shit, did she hear all of that?
"Um-h-hello?" I asked timidly.
What the hell, man up Black!
"You stole my shampoo, Jake?" She asked.
"Um-well-uh. Yes dammit!" I could feel my cheeks warm, there was no use in hiding it, when she had heard the whole thing.
Her laughter rang through the phone, she laughed so hard she was having trouble breathing.
"Bells, are you okay?" I asked suddenly annoyed.
"That's the funniest thing I think I have ever heard." She said once her breathing was under control. "And only slightly creepy."
I imagined her cheeks flushed, and laugh tears falling down her cheeks what a beautiful sight, and I couldn't help but laugh too.
"You're smitten with me aren't you, Jacob Black?"
"What? Well- I guess." I said suddenly feeling a little shy.
How the fuck was I Jacob Black feeling shy? I cleared my throat to shake that shit away.
"Mhmm. You took my shampoo so you could smell it and think of me, huh? Because I smell so damn good, right?" She hummed, seductively, enter in little big Jake, right on cue. I tried to will him back down, but he wasn't going anywhere this time.
"Uh right." I said softly.
If she kept this up, I would admit anything, she was hypnotizing me with her voice, and little big Jake was falling for this shit. Okay, and so was I.
"I think its cute." She said.
"Cute, Bells? I'm not cute, I'm sexy as fuck."
"Nope you're cute, and sweet. I knew underneath all those layers of cockiness, you were."
"Bells," I whined. "Stop making me sound like a puppy."
"Admit it Jake, you wanted to steal my shampoo because it smells like me…"
"Maybe."
"Whatever, you know it's the truth!"
"Or maybe, I just wanted to try a different shampoo."
She giggled. "I'll see you tonight, Jake."
"See you, Bells. I'll pick you up at seven."
"Okay." She said, not pushing me on the issue of me picking her up. I expected her to protest, go all feminist on me saying she could drive herself, and endure a long speech of how she was independent. I was surprised at my Bells once again. "And Jake…" Her voice turned hoarse.
Me and little Jake gulped at the same time, he twitched. We were both enjoying this side of her. "Yeah, Bells?"
"Get the Audi r8 ready, I'm going to enjoy driving it for a whole week."
She laughed, and hung up, no wonder she didn't press me on the issue of her not driving.
Mother f- the Audi was my newest toy, and he was still a baby.
I should have put stipulations on that bet, none of my favorite cars, then she wouldn't get to drive any of them, except that old damn Rabbit parked way in the back of my garage. That old piece of shit was practically built from scratch. It had a lot of memories attached to it, of home. I stopped my thoughts for they turned all sentimental. I was proud at fifteen I was able to fix it. I sighed, getting up. Bella was good, she was beating me at my own fucking games.
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