Around 2:00 on Sunday afternoon Bella's doorbell sounded, yanking her out of her sleep/daydream about the night before. She jumped up, pushing the grumpy cat off of her as so did so.

When she peeped through the hole in the door all she could see was red. That was weired. She cracked the door, leaving the chain in place ("You never can be too careful." her fathers motto ringing loud and clear in her mind). "Yes?" She asked the mountian of red.

"Bella Swan?"

"Can I help you?" Then it hit her, the smell that is. Roses... all the red was roses! She closed the door, removed the chain and opend it again.

The strained voice came again, "These are for you."

"Oh!" Well of couse they were for her, like the poor guy was just sayin 'hey look at these flowers that i'm carrying... oh, they aren't for you! I just thought that you might want to see them...' It was certainly a suprise condsidering she had never gotten flowers before, except from her dad for her birthday a few years back.

She ushered the man in and made way for the overflowing bouque on the tiny bar. "Um... thank you?"

The delivery man just nodded quickly as he rushed out the door. "Have a good day!"

Bella closed and locked the door. She turned slowly around and looked a the masive mound of flowers. It had to be at least two dozen, maybe even more. She noticed a snow white card peeking out of the center of the roses and quickly plucked it out.

The card and it's writen contents had tears stinging her eyes.

Thank you for the wonderful evening... We hope to see you again soon.

It was signed by them both... yet another reason to cry. She knew that there was something going on behind the mask as they so elequently put it. Edward obviously was over bearing, but surely for a good reason. What was going on? She intended to find out, and soon.

Bella grabed her cell phone and pulled up Edward's number, quickly texting him a thank you for the flowers. He would be in class, but would be out soon. A few minutes later her phone chimed at her, alerting her to a new text message.

Her heart fluddered when she saw it was him. Even after a week of talking to them via text and in person, she still had to make herself calm down whenever they talked. Apparently his text still did the same as well. In addition to his humble reply he mentioned that Jacob was going to be leaving to visit his dad for a few days and asked if she wanted to get together again before he left.

Well, yeah! She texted Edward a reply telling to him to let her know when they wanted to meet up and where. She started to text Jacob herself but got one from him instead.

Hey Chicka... whatcha doin?

I was just talking to Edward. He said that you were going to visit your dad.

Um, yeah. He is not doing too good...

I'm sorry to hear that. When will you be leaving?

Tuesday. I'll be gone until Sunday. I'll miss your beautiful face! :)

Well, aren't you the charmer. I'll miss yours too. ;) Do we wanna get togher before you leave?

Yeah, Eddie just texted me. He thinks we should grab some lunch Monday afternoon. You pick the place this time.

You better not let him catch you calling him that! You'll never hear the end of it! How about the Cafe on Houston Street? It's quick and pretty good.

Let me check with EDDIE... LMAO!

Bella turned and laid at the opposite end of the couch so she could get a better look at her flowers. She loved roses. It was cliche, but they really were her favorite flowers. She almost drifted off again when her phone chimed happily. It was from Edward.

The Cafe on Houston Street is perfect. They happen to make on of my favorite sandwiches... Good choice! Is 12:30 good for you?

Yes, 12:30 is great. What is your favorite sandwich?

Classic, probably going to make me have a heart attack one day, but the BLT. I think its the bread they use, or maybe the bacon...IDK. Either way, I have to eat there at lease once a week.

It must be bread, because they make the best turkey and provalone! I guess I'll see you two there?

You bet. Go get some sleep... dream of us.

Oh, no problem there! She couldn't stop thinking about them. The kiss goodnight last night was increadable. Jacob was right, they weren't pushing her. And she was definately ready for this.

Bella strolled to The Cafe at 12:20 the next day, intending on getting there early. The Cafe was busy at usual, but she spotted them right away, in a booth near the counter. They talked quietly with their heads close.

God they were gorgeous! Yummy with a capital 'Y'... She smiled to herself, enjoyig the view when a young blond waitress stolled over to them and smiled brilliantly. Bella couldn't hear what she was saying to them over the loud din of the cafe but she could definately see the interest she openly displayed. She rested a perfectly manacured hand on Jacob's shoulder while she reached aross him to hand Edward a menu. He took it with out even looking into her baby blue eyes and Jacob mummbled a quick thank you and shook her hand off of his shoulder. She turned with a pout and quickly walked away.

Bella was taken back by the complete lack of interest they showed her. She was very pretty, buffed and polished to boot. Hmmm...

"Hey guys!" Bella huffed as she neared their table.

Jacob jumped up and gave her a bear hug. "Has it been only two days since we've seen you? It feels like a life time!" She threw her arms around him and smiled into his chest, breathing in the woody scent of his calonge.

Once he put her back on her feet she turned to Edward who was standing beside them with a blissd out look on his face. "Hello Edward," she said sweetly.

"Isabella." He countered, lifting her hand to his lips and kissing the back of her hand smoothly. "How is your day going?"

"Good. I ran into a little bit of trouble last night while working. It got pretty heated on a chat in auction three and I had to boot out two customers and threaten another... I really haven't had to so that in a long time. It felt weird." She rushed on as she was ushered by Edward into the chair between him and Jacob.

"People can get a little crazy on that site. I've seen it before while my dad was in a room for some antique hutch or something like that. Bizzare!"

"Ok Jake. I know what Edward's favorite sandwich is, so what is yours?" Bella asked as she looked into his milk chocolate eyes.

He grinned at her. "Guess."

Bella picked up the menu and begain to look it over. He was the pretty traditional type so she started there. "Ham and cheese?"

He had his elbow on the table and his temple rested on his closed fist. "Nope."

"Turkey on rye?" He shook his head.

"Sub?" The game came to a sudden halt and Jacob drew in a quick breath. He sat up, pulling a menu in front of him and started to scan it like he had never seen it before. Bella spared a glance at Edward, who's green eye bore into her own.

Shit, she had done it again. "Sorry," she mumbled to Jacob. "I meant submarine sandwich... with all the meat they can pile into it... and cheese too, though I'm not sure which kind you like the best."

He didn't say anything, but looked at her with questions in his eyes. Asking for understanding, but for what she didn't know. She really needed to find out exactly what was going on here. "Listen, Jake I-"

"Not now." Edward cut in. "This is a discussion for another time." He got the waitresses attention and she walked dejectedly towards them.

"What can I get you?"

"We need two Dr. Peppers and one unsweet tea with lemon." He looked at her while she stared down at him. "Are you going to write this down?"

She grabbed her ordering pad and a pen out of her pocket. "Of course."

Once she started scribbling the drink orders down he continued, "One turkey and provalone with light mayo on your signature house bread, one reuben sandwich, cut the sauerkraut and one BLT light mayo on your signature house bread too." Once she finished taking the order and walked away, Edward turned to Bella. "Jacob's mom use to make the best reuben sandwich but said that Jake could appreciate them because he hates sauerkraut."

"Oh." It didn't escape her that Edward said that she "use to make". So does that mean that something had happened to Jacob's mother? Had she passed away? How she stepped into this total mess she didn't know, but was sure it had something to do with sub sandwich thing. However it happened, she had to fix it.

Bella laid a gentle hand on Jacob's thigh catching is full attention. His look was gaurded and usure, a side of him she hadn't seen before. "You know, my mom makes an awesome philly cheese steak sandwich, but I hate bell peppers. She had to make a special batch just for me." She smiled at him while he considered her story.

"I love bell peppers." He said quietly and smiled at her.

"That makes two of us." Edward chimmed in. "Bella is the odd one out this time. What else do you hate? Let's see if we can figure you out."

She smiled warmly at them. "Needles."

Jacob agreed whole heartedly with her on that one, but Edward said he didn't mind explaining it away that his dad was a doctor after all. So it went back and forth, each taking turns. Bella felt that she had a little bit better understanding of them both once their sandwiches arrived.

After they finished their lunches (Edward insisted on paying of course), they walked to the park that was only a few blocks away from the cafe. Being a Monday afternoon the park was quiet with only the occational jogger or dog walker. They found a huge oak tree to sit underneith and lounged for a while. Edward sat with his back against against the tree, Bella laying her head in his lap while Jake rested beside her. They talked more about their childhoods and Bella found out that Jacob's mother had indeed passed away only a few years ago in a tragic car accident. The money that was obtained from the insurance company was put into a trust so Jacob could go to college.

Edward was gently running his fingers through Bella's dark hair while Jacob slowly ran his fingers up and down her arm. "Hmmmm..." This was the life, sunning in the park with two super hot guys. Could it get any better?

"Anyone for ice cream?" Edward announced. Yes, it could definately be better with ice cream!

Jacob raised his head off his tanned arm, "You know my answer." And laid his head down again.

"Ice cream is definately of the good." Bella said with her eyes still closed. Edward chuckled as he gently removed Bella's head out of his lap and onto Jacob's arm.

"Ok kiddies, I'll be right back."

After he had been gone for a few minutes, Bella rolled onto her side and opened her eyes, only to find Jacob staring at her. She smiled at him. "Hi."

He gave her a crooked grin, "Hey."

"So I guess this is his... way." Bella said.

Jacob nodded. "Yep."

"So he just take care of everything. I mean, he knew exactly what I wanted to eat for lunch, to drink too. I bet he even brings back mint chocolate chip ice cream." Jacob just nodded again.

"It's his way, as you put it. To make sure that you have what you need, what you want. He may not say it, but he'll show you."

Bella continued for him. "That he loves you. Or... us?"

"Yeah." Jacob said, his smile falturing a little.

"Why do you do that?" She questioned, only to have Jake look quizzically at her. "When the conversation turn even slightly in "that direction", you... well it seems like, obviously you-ugh! You panic. Like I'm going to freak out or something. I promise that I've generally thought this through like ten bizillion times. Unless it bothers you, which I can only imaging that it doesn't, it doesn't bother me. Trust me."

Jacob reddened a little and rolled onto his back, looking up into the thinning leaves of tree that towered above them. He sighed and rolled his head towards her. "This is kinda odd to explain but I guess you need to hear it. The last girl we tried this with was very, umm, how do I say this? Very...overwhelmed with our relationship. She had a hard time handling both Edward and I at the same time in a public setting, let alone privately. Tonya was very on board with it at the beginning but quckly realised that it wasn't her "thing". She was very harsh about it, especially to me. Secretly, she wanted Edward the whole time and I guess thought that she could push me out of their lives or whatever."

"Oh Jake! That's absolutely terrible!" Bella gasped, snuggling closer to his warm chest.

He rolled back onto his side, "Yeah, Edward was pretty pissed about it too. She started treating me like the third wheele, not only in public, but behind closed doors. And like I told you in the beginning, this is our "thing". Has been for the past six years and can only imagine, for myself anyways, for a long time into the future. The break up was pretty bad. She called me a home wrecker and Edward told her that with out me, there would be no home." He smiled at the memory. "Eddie was pretty tore up about the whole thing. He became pretty apprehensive about findng someone else. Very... grumpy..."

Bella blushed as it dawned on her why Edward would be so 'grumpy'... But she recovered quickly, "I bet."

Edward grined as he leaned over the two of them. "I believe there was a request for ice cream?" Both pairs of coffee colored eyes turned to him and his heart melted. They were so beautiful together, and they were his.

Bella sat up and Jake swiftly picked a glad of grass from her hair as they settled with Edward and his hand full of frozen treats. "You are a God." She deadpanned as he handed over a cup of mint chocolate chip ice cream (whipped cream and cherry as well, of course).

"Thank you." Jacob said to Edward as he received his favorite-a brownie sunday with carmel sauce.

Edward beamed at them, "Anytime!"