Chapter 16: Romantic Gourmet Chef

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After work, I needed to run a few errands for Bella and I tonight. I decided I wanted to cook dinner for her, nothing too extravagant I knew she wouldn't be too comfortable with something she couldn't pronounce, she would want something simple. But when I was cooking there was nothing really "simple" about it, because I was that fucking awesome as a cook, and it would be damn delicious.

I wanted Bella to have a stress free night, where she didn't have to worry about her two best friends leaving, or the recent passing of her grandmother, I wanted her to let her hair down, and be free, and I was going to make sure just that happened. I was going to take good care of her tonight, hopefully in more ways than one. She wouldn't have to lift a finger, I was in control tonight, I knew she was going to struggle with that, but I would make her obey, my Dom side was going to make her submit.

It had been too fucking long since I had cooked anything. I had all of my meals prepared for me. Hell, even the shop had a cooking staff. Cooking was something I enjoyed once upon a time, but I had lost interest along the way. It was too time consuming for one, and for two it allowed my mind to wander, it allowed me to think, and up until now that was something I tried to avoid doing.

Going to the store, was definitely a fucking adventure. How did people do this shit? Too many damn isles, I didn't know where anything was. I got lost several times. I sighed heavily, as I pinched the bridge of my nose, in concentration, which was quickly melting into frustration.

All I wanted was some damn spaghetti noodles, sauce, and meatballs, why was everything so difficult? This wasn't rocket science here. Dammit. I ran a hand through my hair, about to fucking lose my shit, when a woman's voice pulled me back into the present.

"You look like you could use some help." She looked mid twenties, with piercing blue eyes. She was pretty, in a synthetic sort of way. She had unnatural red hair, and a tan that looked like it was out of a can. Her eyes were definitely her best feature, but she didn't hold a candle to Bells chocolate brown orbs.

Even though normally, I didn't care too much about the face all I cared about was from the waist down, but I knew someone who had the whole fucking package.

I laughed. "You noticed, I'm that obvious, huh?"

"Well kind of." She smiled, showing her top layer of perfect bleached white teeth. "I could help you, if you want. In more ways than one." Her voice turned low and seductive as she winked at me.

"Oh, yeah?" I said sort of awkwardly, my weight shifting from one foot to the other.

Normally, I wouldn't think twice about flirting with a woman, but when I was trying to build I really didn't know what the hell this was with Bella, it would be really disrespectful to entertain this, right? Women ogled me everywhere I went, and I couldn't blame them, but I couldn't flirt back, could I? Bella would probably have my head if she found out, and seeing Bells mad was not something I wanted to revisit, even if it was sexy as hell, my dick twitched at the thought of Bella being mad and feisty.

I felt synthetic fingernails rake against my shoulder, this girl was really trying to win my attention. I sighed.

Was there any harm in flirting, though? I didn't know. As long as I wasn't fucking them, no harm, right? I didn't want to lead this bitch on, I thought for a moment. I would be fucking pissed as hell, if I found Bella flirting with some guy. So I decided against entertaining her bullshit attempts at flirting, no matter how badly my ego wanted to. And it really wanted to. But I had to think of Bells.

Wow, you're actually thinking about someone else for a change.

Son of a bitch voice in my head, again.

I knew she wanted me, of course she did, I mean anyone who had a brain did, but I wasn't doing the random thing, right now. Bells was the only one I was interested in.

"You're Jacob Black, aren't you? I've heard a lot about you. I heard you're really good in bed." She said, winking.

"Is that right?" I asked.

Normally this would have been my go to line, 'I am good in bed, and not only that, I have a big dick, wanna see?', and of course they would want to see, you get the idea.

"Yep." She said, pursing her lips.

She moved closer to me, sticking her chest out. Wow, this woman didn't beat around the damn bush. But none of the randoms really did, I guess that was kind of the point.

Yes. I was good as hell in bed, of course, probably the best on the planet, but right now little Jake only got excited around one woman, and it certainly wasn't ol Blue eyes, here. It was easy to get off when I was thinking about Bells, but hard when it was these randoms.

And anyway who the fuck picks up someone in the damn grocery store? I had enough on my plate already. I didn't have time for this shit, the clock was ticking on my date with Bells, and I wanted everything perfect, I was standing here wasting precious time.

Me and little Jake were in agreement, this was not Bells, he wasn't having it, and neither was I.

"I appreciate it, but I think I can manage." I responded a little too coldly, but sometimes it was hard for these persistent bitches to get the message.

She rolled her eyes, huffed, and walked away, nearly tripping in her six inch heels. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight of a grown woman huffing like a five year old.

I finally located the things I needed for our date, and got into my orange Lambo. On my way home, I got a phone call from my dad.

"Hey dad." I said answering the phone, and talking to him as his voice filled the speakers of my car.

"What has you in such a good mood?"

"How do you know I'm in a good mood?"

"Well for one you answered my call, and you didn't answer the phone, 'what the fuck do you want old man?''' He said, and I laughed.

"Okay, you got me. Would you believe I'm just excited to hear from you?"

"No, but I'll take that explanation for now. Labor day weekend is next week, I just wanted to make sure you're still going to be here."

I sighed, heavily. "I will dad, the guys will too, I think we're due some vacation time." Although, La Push isn't exactly an ideal vacation spot. I would have to be away from, Bella too, although she and her best friends were going away for that week too, for their last hooray before they split up.

"Fantastic. I have some things planned. It'll be just like old times. I'm excited."

"Great dad. Just great." I said trying to sound as enthusiastic as possible, as to not to rain on his parade.

"Well see you son." He said.

"Alright, love you dad, see you soon."

He was quiet for a moment, and when he spoke again his voice was hoarse. "Love you too, son."

"Rosa, you're relieved of all your duties for tonight." I said coming into my house, toting the damn grocery bags, and setting them down on the kitchen counter.

"Am I fired?" She squeaked loudly. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Black please give me another chance. I will do better, I will clean harder, I will have your showers running earlier, sir just please…."

"Whoa, Rosa slow down, you're not fired, you do a fan-fucking-tastic job for me."

"Then why are you sending me home? You never send me home, and when I am at home, I'm always on call for you." She asked, I had some trouble making out some of the words because her accent was so damn thick. But I made out just enough.

"Um-I have a date that I'm cooking for tonight, and I want some privacy, and I thought you could use some time with your family. You're off the clock completely for tonight, so enjoy yourself." I smiled.

Her eyes widened. "Really!? Oh thank you so much Mr. Black." She said jumping up and down, and then she wrapped me in a hug, I patted her back awkwardly, with one hand.

I had to give this poor woman more holidays or some shit, she was acting like she won the damn lottery. Fuck, was I that bad?

"I'll tell you what, since you bust your ass for me, and deal with my bullshit, all the time you can have the whole night off, with pay."

"Leave, with pay? Oh my God. Thank you. Mr. Black, thank you so much." She said hugging me tighter, I think I felt a few tears leak out of her eyes.

"Okay, Rosa, you're hurting me."

"Sorry Mr. Black, see you bright and early tomorrow."

"Rosa, come in the afternoon, please. I need you to clean the guestroom upstairs, if things work out the way I want, we're going to be having a housemate soon." I smiled.

She nodded, and went to collect her things.

I would let Bella have the guestroom downstairs for privacy purposes, but I didn't want Bella in my christened 'fuck room' where I fucked all those sluts, that wouldn't be right. Just the smell of that room was filled with sex, it needed one hell of cleaning before my housemate arrived. But at least she would be closer to my room, I thought about sneaking into her room at night, and making her scream my name, a wicked smile appeared on my face at the thought.

A few moments later, I heard Rosa collect her things in her room downstairs, and retreat to the door.

I also let the butler Donny, Derek or whatever the fuck his name was know, I wouldn't be needing him tonight either, after he ran a few errands for me.

"I can't find anything in this fucking kitchen." I grumbled, once I started attempting to cook. I was starting to regret sending my team home. I sighed heavily, slamming cabinets, drawers, and cupboards trying to locate everything. "Where are the damn spoons?" I yelled aloud to the empty house, clearly frustrated. I opened several drawers, and slammed them back shut until I located what I needed. Once I found the fucking pots, and got the noodles cooking, I felt a little relieved. I started stirring the spaghetti sauce, it was one of my favorite things to make, I always made it so perfect. I added a few secret ingredients to give it that magic taste, that got everyone hooked, and sampled my work.

The spoon barely got to my mouth, as flavor danced on my tongue, my eyes rolled to the back of my head. "Fuck, that's good." I was convinced that I was a famous gourmet chef in another life. My food was almost better than sex, ALMOST.

This was my panty dropping spaghetti, if this didn't get Bella hooked on me then nothing would, it was sex in a damn pot. Fuck Viagra, if anyone needed to get off, all they needed was a dose of this.

The smells of the spaghetti swept across the house, It smelled fucking delicious, I had to admit. I still had it, I could still cook my ass off. It reminded me of all those meals I cooked for Billy and the pack back in La Push.

I set the table in the dining room, with a red tablecloth, littering it with candles, adorning the table with Bella's favorite sunflowers that I had my butler pick up before he left, and making sure everything was in place. I added the silverware, and the wineglasses we would need. It looked pretty fucking romantic to me, if I was Bella I would definitely jump my bones, tonight.

I went upstairs, taking yes another fucking shower, and got dressed. I put on a simple dark red shirt, with black jeans, and black boots. I spiked my hair to perfection, and I was really fucking excited. How long had it been since I had been excited like this? Over a date? It had been years, since I even dated. I couldn't wait to see her.

I sniffed the strawberry shampoo that was now sitting of my nightstand, for good fucking measure, and went back downstairs.

I prepared dessert, individual chocolate melting cakes, when Bella got here I would add the ice cream, and the caramel. Bella's lips on chocolate, licking ice cream, had me hard instantly.

"Don't start," I said to little Jake, it was not the appropriate time. "There will be plenty of time for that, but not now you little fucker." I warned, but of course he didn't listen to me where Bella was concerned. I didn't want have to give a speech right now, but I would if necessary.

I set the bottle of my best wine out, putting into the wine bowl, with ice to ensure it stayed cold.

I looked at the clock, It was time for me to go get my Bells. I turned the spaghetti on low, so it would stay warm until we came back.

I arrived at Bella's soon to be ex apartment, at seven o'clock sharp. Jessica let me in right before she left for the evening, saying Bella would be out in a minute, and getting her dose of ogling me in, before she said goodbye, and slipped quietly out of the door.

I made my way over to the couch calling back to Bella that I had arrived.

"Be out in a minute, Jake." She called to me. "Almost ready."

I sighed, a sudden wave of deju vu hitting me. Would Bella ever be ready when I arrived? I made myself comfortable. I looked around, boxes were everywhere. The place looked empty, I smiled wickedly to myself. I would get Bella to move in with me, whether she liked it or not.

"Bella!" I called back to her, as I looked at my watch, I was getting impatient and I needed to see her already, it was killing me.

"I'm coming, Jake. Be patient!"

"I'm giving you five minutes, and then I'm coming back there, and dragging you out, naked or dressed."

"I'd like to see you try."

"Don't test me, Bells."

She took more than five minutes, and I made my ass back to her room, just as promised. I crossed my fingers, hopefully she'd be still naked.

I found her applying some lip gloss to her lips. "Bells." I said coming up behind her in the mirror. She jumped and fell against me, and rolled her eyes.

"You scared me!" She said, clutching her chest. I would like to clutch those babies too, hehe.

I had to stare at her for a moment, she was dressed in a fucking jaw dropping short red and black dress, matching me in my red shirt and black jeans. I had a fantasy of ripping that dress off of her, and fucking her senseless. There the little big fucker was again, aching in my pants.

"You stole my colors." She said with a wink, as she took me in.

I did the same, I couldn't help but stare, she was breathtaking.

"You look fucking beautiful, Bells." And she did, she didn't need makeup or anything she was so naturally beautiful. She blushed, and bit her lip. "You're going to have to stop doing that, before I take your lip into my mouth, bite the shit of it for you, and never let go."

Her blush deepened, as she elbowed me softly, turning away from the mirror and toward me. She pulled me down to hug her.

"Can't get enough of me, huh?" I teased, squeezing her tightly.

"I would say you're the one who can't get enough of me, you shampoo thief." She chuckled.

"You're never going to let me live that down are you?"

"Nope." She said laughing. "Big macho Jacob stole my strawberry scented shampoo."

I titled her face towards mine. "I can't help if you smell delicious. I wonder if you taste as delicious as you smell." Her breathing increased, as my voice turned hoarse, and low. "I bet you, do." She stared at me with intrigued eyes, as she drank me in. "I'll have to do a taste test to be sure."

I leaned down brushing our foreheads, before I kissed her, growling slightly as she brought my top lip into her mouth. I instantly took over the kiss, nipping at her lower lip, igniting a soft moan out of her. I added my tongue, and our tongues competed for dominance, and of course mine won. My tongue danced in her mouth, as I swirled it lazily around for a moment, while she whimpered opening wide for me, sucking on her bottom lip, and biting it for good measure before for pulling away.

When I looked at her, her cheeks were flushed, her breathing was fast, her eyes were closed, until she opened them, and they sparkled with desire, her hand in my hair.

"I was right, you taste just as delicious as you smell. I guess that's why I can't get enough." I licked my lips. "Strawberry lip gloss?"

I believe Bella lost her speech temporarily, and I couldn't help but laugh, she nodded. I licked her lips.

"I think strawberry is my new favorite fruit. I bet you taste like strawberries, eve-ry-where." She gasped.

"You ready, honey?"

She took a deep breath before smiling. "I am."

"Finally."

"Oh hush."

"I see you girls are really separating." I said gesturing around, at all the boxes and shit as we walked into the front room.

"Yeah." She said looking down.

I tilted her head up. "Well when you decide to move in with me, your room will be all ready for you."

She rolled her eyes. "And what makes you think that I'm going to choose to move in with you?"

I smiled. "Just a hunch, that I have." I grabbed her hand, intertwining our fingers. "Shall we?"

"We shall."

A/N: Part 2 of the date, coming soon.

Review and it'll be sooner than you think.

And you don't wanna miss part two because its going to get steamy.