A week later . . .
I spent every day this week at La Push. Surprisingly, Charlie let me spend the nights too. Jake was already healed but still wasn't allowed to phase yet. I was told by Rosalie that Edward had gone to Alaska to visit the Denali clan.
After Billy left to go watch the game at Charlie's, Jake and I decided to watch a movie. It was my turn to pick, so I chose one at random and stuck it in the DVD player.
"You want popcorn?" I asked Jake, who was lounging across the whole couch. Of course he wasn't wearing a shirt. Without thinking my eyes trailed along his body. I looked back up at his face and blushed.
"Sure, thanks," he said, smiling his trademark smile.
I went to the kitchen and popped the bag into the microwave, watching it turn around again and again.
"Boo!" Jake roared in my ear, causing me to jump back into his arms.
"Jake! You scared me!" I cried and playfully smacked him in his chest.
He chuckled and effortlessly lifted me into his arms, bringing me into the living room and laying me on the couch. He stretched out over me and propped himself on his elbows so I could barely feel his weight.
"I love you," he breathed before placing his lips on mine.
I lost it the second he began kissing me. His body relaxed onto mine and I slid my arms around him and pulled him to me, desperately wanting be closer to him. I repositioned myself as his leg slipped between mine. My hands wandered to his broad chest, then slowly moved down his stomach. His hips pressed into mine. My breathing hitched.
I needed to think of a way to slow this down.
I was about to stop him but he rolled over so we were both on our sides. I felt his hands trail down my shoulder and over my ribcage, his fingers traced over my hip and down my thigh all the way to my calve. He stopped there and jerked my leg over his body and I gasped as his hand cupped my bottom. But before I could say anything he put them on my waist. I rolled so that I was hovering over him this time and secured his face to mine. He sat himself up in a sitting position so I was straddling his waist and I felt his hands move from waist to under my shirt. I wasn't ready for this.
"Jake," I whispered.
He looked up at me with heavy eyelids, understanding that we were going too far. He pulled me back down on top of him so that my head was lying on his chest.
"Sorry," he said but I could hear the smile in his voice.
He had nothing to apologize for. I was just as guilty.
We sat there for a few minutes without saying anything and let our breathing slow.
I knew I wasn't ready to have sex with Jake, not yet. Yeah, I was attracted to him, but I believed you had to be with someone for a while before you did that sort of thing. Jacob and I had only been together for a week. And, even if I was ready, I didn't want my first time to be on his dad's sofa.
I sighed and grabbed the remote to press play. We were only a couple minutes into the movie when he spoke.
"Hey Bells?"
"Huh?"
"I was wondering . . . I mean . . . It's really none of my business but . . ."
I was confused. Why couldn't he just say it?
"Just spit it out Jake" I laughed and looked up at his face. He looked nervous.
"Ok . . . Did you and him ever . . . ya know . . ."
What was he talking about? And then it hit me.
"No . . . with Edward it was . . . complicated." Was Jake a virgin? Did it matter whether he was or not? "Have you ever . . .?"
"No." He chuckled.
At least I wouldn't be the only one who didn't know what they were doing once that time came.
We watched the rest of the movie in comfortable silence. Once it was done I decided it was time to head home. Charlie would be off soon and I promised him I would be home tonight. Jake and I walked to the truck hand in hand.
"Sooo, will I see you tomorrow?" He asked, looking hopeful.
I smiled. "I need to run a few errands tomorrow morning . . . but you can come if you want." I wanted to spend as much time with him as I possibly could.
"Ok," He grinned. "What time should I come over?"
I wish he could spend the night. Edward had done it before, why couldn't Jake? "You could stay the night . . . if you want to. That way I don't have to pick you up in the morning." I wouldn't have minded driving up to get him; I just really wanted to be with him.
"Sure," he said, smiling and opening my door for me. "But wait, what about Charlie?"
It's not like we would be doing anything wrong. "We'll be sneaky," I said and climbed into the truck.