A.N. Hello again everyone! Ok, so there is another little lemony scene in this chapter and again it doesn't get anywhere, so sorry, but I swear it will come! It's just so much fun dragging it out! Builds the suspense! Muahahahahaha! Anyways, thanks for all of you who reviewed, and those who haven't, please do, they really do help, and feel free to give criticism, I want to improve and if everyone just tells me how great it is I won't get anywhere, so anything you have to say is welcome! Thank you! Now on with the story! Yay!

The next morning I arose to the smell of cinnamon. I lay there for a minute, breathing in the scent, then rolled over to realize that Jake wasn't there. So I slowly got up and went in search for my shirt. I found it lying over by his desk in a wad. I quickly smoothed it out and pulled it over my head. I then scrounged around the room for a pair of pants and soon settled on a pair of gray sweats.

"Well, I thought you'd never wake up," Jacob rumbled as I entered the kitchen. I walked straight over to him and was rewarded by him pulling me tightly against his burning chest.

"So, what are you making for me?" I asked, looking up at him with a playful grin. He smiled his huge smile that I loved and gestured to the griddle on the stove. I glanced over to see two pieces of French toast.

"I like French toast," I told him.

"Good, I thought you might. You seem to like anything with syrup on it," he observed.

"Yup, I like maple syrup," I grinned. He laughed and kissed the tip of my nose before shifting me under his arm so he had his right free to finish the food.

"You appeared to have slept good last night," he said with a satisfied smile.

"I did, except that phone call still makes me angry, who was it anyways?" I asked, then noticed that the smile disappeared from his face.

"It was Bella." I frowned, what did she want? He didn't look at me as he put two fresh pieces of toast onto the griddle. "She wanted to see me, and apparently meet you, but I don't know how much of that one is true. She didn't seem to inclined to you when she first saw you."

"Ya, I got a jealous sort of vibe," I nodded, Jacob let out a bitter laugh.

"Why should she be jealous, she has her beloved Edward," he spat.

"I don't know Jake, but she sure looked jealous to me, just the way she looked at me." I shivered at the thought. It had been like she was trying to singe my brain, to eliminate me off the face of the earth so she could keep stringing Jake along. 'well' I thought 'It's gonna take a lot more than glaring to get rid of me.' I won't let that bitch mess with Jacob's heart again. He gave it to me, so I'm gonna protect it with all I've got.

"So you don't want to meet her?" He asked hopefully.

"Oh no, I do, I want to see what I'm up against," I told him. He cocked his eyebrow at me, I sighed. "If she's gonna try and get rid of me I have to get some information on her so I can easily turn the tables."

"She won't touch you Drina, I'll make sure of that," Jacob assured me, his arm tightening.

"I know Jacob, you're taking care of my physical being just fine, but women tend to go for emotional damage rather than physically beating the other up, it's much more damaging."

"If she dares hurt you in any way I swear I'll-" he began, nearly shaking with rage. I gently pressed my finger to his lips.

"You have enough to worry about, I can handle her Jacob, and if I can't I promise I'll let you know," I told him. He still didn't look pleased, but I wasn't going to be swayed in my decision so I pressed my lips to his, waiting for him to agree. Eventually he did as he carefully kissed my back, his hand moving to weave itself into my hair.

"I want to meet her Jacob. I need to know what I'm up against" I whispered against his lips. He groaned, obviously frustrated. He kissed me hungrily for a minute, then pulled slowly away, his eyes set, but disapproving. I knew I had won even before he spoke.

"Alright, we'll meet with her, but out in public," he told me sternly.

"Ok, how about we ask her out to lunch today?" I asked him. He bit his lip, then nodded slowly.

"After breakfast I'll give her a call," he said, then pulled me back in to kiss me deeply.

Jake's P.O.V.

No matter how much I didn't want to see Bella I found myself dialing the number she had called me on the previous night because of the wishes of the girl I least wanted her to meet.

I sighed at the predicament I had been unwillingly dragged into as I listened to the phone ring.

"Hello?" Came the bloodsuckers sickly musical voice.

"Is Bella there?" I asked without an introduction. I knew he'd know it was me as soon as I spoke.

"Yes, just a moment. She was hoping you'd call, Jacob, she will be very happy," he added before excusing himself to get his wife.

"Jacob?" Came Bella's voice, sounding excited.

"Well, Drina agreed, how about lunch today? At the burger joint just outside of LaPush?" I asked.

"Oh, of course! What time?"

"How about twelve?"

"Great! I'll see you guys there!"

"Ya, see you," I said, hanging up the phone before I had to deal with more of her new musical voice.

I sighed and slowly went into my room to tell Drina the news, and found a sight that made me forget what I came in there for, or my own name for that matter.

I had forgotten that Drina had said she was getting in the shower, and apparently she had just gotten out and therefore stood in the middle of the room with her back to me stark naked, the vast expanses of her caramel skin revealed to me when I least expected it.

"Oh, um, hi Jacob," she said awkwardly, not turning fully around.

"I um, I'm sorry, I'll just-" I began, feeling my cheeks heat up as I made to leave the room, but I felt her hand grasp mine and I slowly turned back around to face her.

My breath caught in my throat as I took in her figure. Her skin was soft with delicious curves. Her hair fell across her body, covering her more private area's and I suddenly had the urge to brush it away, but I resisted, opting to trail my hand down the side of her neck instead, causing her to shiver.

To my surprise she grasped my hand and dragged it down her body. Across her collar bone, then down to trail between her breasts, and stoke across her flat stomach then she curved it to run across her hip then let go of it as it came to rest on the curve of her back.

I carefully did the same with my other hand without her help this time. Damn she was beautiful! I slowly bent my head to bring her succulent lips into a wild kiss, leaving us both breathless when we broke apart.

"So, what did she say?" Drina asked as I brought my lips to her neck.

"Who?" I asked, forgetting any other 'she' than the one standing in front of me.

"Bella," she responded, keeping her voice level.

"Oh, that. She'll be meeting us there at twelve," I told her, hoping that twelve was very far away."

"Ok," she murmured as she gave into my persistent lips and lolled her head back, causing her body to press up against mine.

I moaned softly. I could feel her breast's pressed against my chest and her stomach flush with mine. Her skin was smooth and absolutely luxurious, I couldn't help but run my hands up her back and feel that flawless skin.

"Jacob!" She gasped, arching into me. I let out a low growl of longing as I gently lifted her and relocated us to the bed.

When I looked up I saw that her eyes had gone wide. I sighed, then slowly leaned in to kiss her lips gently.

"I won't do anything if you don't want me to," I whispered, my forehead pressed to hers, our eyes locked.

"Um, it's not so much of that, but more of the time," she said, her voice breathy. I groaned, lifting my head to look at the clock on my night stand. She was right, we were running out of time, it was already eleven fifteen.

"Damn it!" I cursed softly. "Could we just not go? I'd rather stay here than go and meet Bella anyways," I said hopefully.

"We can't stand her up Jacob. Plus, unlike you, I do want to meet her… properly," she told me. I groaned again and buried my face into her smooth shoulder, breathing in her seducing scent.

"Why can't I ever deny you anything, even if I'm putting you in danger?" I asked out loud, already knowing the answer.

"Because you know I'm right," she said.

"No, actually I don't. It's more the fact that it kills me to deny you even the simplest of things."

"Maybe it's to my advantage," she told me, her hand caressing my hair. On any other occasion this statement would have made me furious, but lying here in her arms I had no will power to do anything that would hurt her in the slightest.

"I wouldn't go that far," I mumbled, my lips brushing against her skin.

She laughed softly, moving her hand from my hair to run along my back, sending shivers up my spine.

"I love you, Jacob Black," she giggled, tussling my hair as though I were a child, but for some reason I liked it when she did it.

I sighed "I love you too baby."

Drina's P.O.V.

After we had finished getting dressed and were piled into his rabbit, we headed to the little diner we had went to before arriving in LaPush.

As we drove along the dirt rose I felt my gut clench nervously. Maybe this wasn't the best idea. What if she did hurt me? Or Jacob? Would this meeting hurt Jacob? Or worse, would it make him fall for her all over again?

I shook my head at this thought, immediately dismissing it. Jacob loved me and I knew that. To reassure myself I searched around for his hand, soon finding it and winding our fingers together. He held my hand gently in his, the warmth reassuring me.

I looked up at him to see him smiling down at me, a happy glint in his eyes. I could tell it was the way a man looked at the woman he loved because of all the soap opera's my mother and I watched. I had always though it was so gooey and could never happen, but here I was, looking into the eyes of a lovesick beautiful boy, just like in a fairy tale. Yet this life I had just taken up was going to be no fairy tale, I knew that. I had been pulled into a world with vampires and werewolves ready to kill each other. No, this definitely wasn't a fairy tale… it was a war zone. A war zone against mythical creatures.

I knew that if I hadn't chosen to take Jacob I wouldn't be involved in this mess, but how could I not? I could barely stand a few minutes away from him, what would a year be like? Or ten? I shuddered to even think. It was too late to turn back, to let it all go. I loved him too much anyways, I could never leave him and his beautiful smile, his soft touch and smooth fur. Those deep eyes that seemed to penetrate into your very soul. I could never live without this beautiful man beside me, I knew that, and it scared me.

I had never been one to be dependent on another. Ever since my father died I had completely closed myself off to everyone so I wouldn't be hurt again, even my own family. Yet here I was with my precious heart, that I worked so hard to protect, resting in the hands of a handsome werewolf. I had to be completely out of my mind.

A soft hand on my face broke me away from musings and I looked up to see Jacob smiling at me.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

"No, but I'll get over it," I said, swallowing down the butterflies.

"Whatever happens, remember that I love you, and only you…" he paused to kiss the corner of my mouth "forever," he kissed the other corner, "and ever," then my lips.

I sighed into the kiss, letting his warmth fill me up, then slowly, we broke away and entered the restaurant.