SPOV
I woke up confused. It took me a second to realize I had slept in a new place. Not only had I slept in a new place, I'd slept with some guy? I realized this as I pulled myself up. Then it hit me. This just wasn't just "some guy", it was Jacob. My mind screamed "EMERGENCY" at me as I sat up completely and slid off the couch, not waking Jake up. I peeked up and saw a wet circle on his shirt. Oh my god...I drooled on him. Seriously? Oh no. What should I do?- I thought to myself. I ran into my bedroom and started digging through my things. This is a nightmare. I pinched myself to double check and yes, I was awake. I found some oil blotting sheets and decided it probably wasn't going to get better than this. I snuck back out to the living room and stood behind the couch. I removed a blotting sheet and pressed it against his chest softly. It absorbed a little bit. I crinkled it up and grabbed another and continued doing this. "Is it working?", he asked, startling me. I screamed and fell backwards. His head popped over the side of the couch. "Are you okay?, he laughed. My face was hot with embarrassment. "Um, good morning Jake! Want some orange juice?", I rambled, not giving him a chance to question me on that subject again as I took off towards the kitchen.
I had my head in the fridge, searching out the juice. Once I found it, I shut the door and turned around to find this russett colored God standing in the humble kitchen, shirtless. "It's really not a big deal, Shawnie." he laughed. "Please, let's not talk about this...", I groaned. He laughed again. Then he took the 3 steps seperating us and put his hands on my waist. "Drool or no drool...", he said, "you're still the most beautiful girl in Forks." he smiled. "Now, how about that orange juice?", he asked.
MPOV
"I don't know about that..", I said, really uncomfortably. It was then my eyes looked up and met his. The only word that came to mind was: butterscotch. I looked at him like I was trying to solve a puzzle and he looked away. "Listen," he said, "I know you didn't accept my apology. I guess I don't blame you.", I'd lowered my head again. Something felt off about seeing him in person and not being able to smile at him. "Mandah..", he said in a low voice, placing a single finger under my chin, raising my gaze to match his, "I will find a way to make it possible for you to forgive me.", his eyes thick with sincerity. His fingers were so cold, I felt bad for him standing out in this because of me. My mind was fighting against another part of me, a part I'd never heard speak up until now. Whatever that part may be, it won. I smiled at him. "That's a start!", he smiled back. "So, won't you please let me take you to Port Angeles? Or at least, let me fix your tire for you." I panicked, not sure how far I wanted this to go. I didn't want him doing me any favors. It seemed like I would lose the upper hand if he did and I was certain if I relinquished the upper hand, I would be in trouble. "It's okay!", I said, trying to sound super upbeat. I grabbed the door handle and jumped out. I headed to the back and found my spare. Upon looking for my jack however, I came up short. No jack. Shoot. "No, no!" I stopped Edward before he could speak. I got back into my car for a moment and grabbed my keys, purse and a blanket that was in the backseat from the drive to Forks. I hopped back out into the rain, already soaking wet, and said to Edward, "Thanks for your help. It's really not necessary! Bye!" And with that I started walking the direction I'd come in. It was freezing but the blanket that was wrapped around my shoulders helped a little bit.
SPOV
I sent Jake home to shower and get a new shirt. I demanded he leave the shirt I drooled on, so I could wash it. It was only right. I hadn't realized how badly it was raining out. I watched as he ran in the rain. It was stunning. I snapped out of it and went into my room. I managed to put a few things away. Mostly things I needed when I was showering and then I got into the shower. It was almost a waste to shower his smell off. I liked it much better than any body wash scent. I finished my shower, the warm water having given over it's healing powers to my aching muscles. They weren't achy from sleeping on Jake, they were achy from the ride here. Sleeping on Jake was probably just as equally healing as the hot water. I dried off, got dressed and blew my hair dry. I ran over to Mandah's room to sit at her vanity because it was already set up. Covered in anything you could ever want. I did my makeup and finished my hair. Jake hadn't seem me like this before, I realized. Since it was raining out, I decided to dress as warmly as the clothes I brought allowed. I was in a long sleeved tshirt and a pair of jeans. The best I could do shoe wise were skimmers. Hopefully I wouldn't encounter any big puddles today.
I walked out to the living room to fold up the blanket that somehow ended up on Jake and I, but it was folded already and was sitting next to a fresh Jake. "Hey..", I said shyly from the doorway. "Wow..." he said and let out a low whistle of appreciation. I blushed of course. "Did you eat yet?", he asked. I shook my head no. "Well then," he said while standing and putting an arm around my waist, "right this way then." He ushered me into the kitchen and into a chair. "Juice for the lady?", he said, trying to found fancy. "Sure." I laughed, eying him nervously. He set the juice down and decided that he was going to make me an omelet. "Jake, can you actually cook?" I asked. "I'm not really sure, we're about to find out though." he laughed while cracking an egg, half of the shell falling into the omelet. He picked it out and winked at me.
MPOV
"You're being ridiculous!", Edward said, trying to sound stern but laughing. I must have looked interesting. I'd wiped under my eyes and realized my mascara and eyeliner were running all down my face. "Please, get in the car Mandah." I stopped walking and thought about it. "I can't, I'm all wet.", I said and began walking again. He stopped and got out of the car, leaving his door wide open. "If you think I care more about the interior of a car than I do about you getting sick out in all of this rain, then you're obtuse.", he accused. Swooping me up in one liquid movement, so fast, my eyes couldn't follow. Before I could really even protest, he was at the passengers side of his door, opening it. Before he set me inside, he stared at me so intensely, I felt like he could see my soul. What was up with this guy? "Ok,", I told him, "take me home please." With that, he lowered me into the car and made it to his side and got in. "It would be my pleasure." he smiled and we were on our way towards my new home.