There's no combination of words

I could put on the back of a postcard,

No song that I could sing

But I can try for your heart,

Our dreams, and they are made out of real things,

Like a shoebox of photographs,

With sepiatone loving,

Love is the answer

At least for most of the questions in my heart ,

Like why are we here? And where do we go?

And how come it's so hard?

It's not always easy,

And sometimes life can be deceiving,

I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together

And all of these moments

Just might find their way into my dreams tonight

But I know that they'll be gone,

When the morning light sings

And brings new things,

But tomorrow night you see

That they'll be gone too,

Too many things I have to do,

But if all of these dreams might find their way

Into my day to day scene

I'll be under the impression,

I was somewhere in-between

With only two,

Just me and you

Not so many things we got to do,

Or places we got to be

Yeah, it's always better when we're together

MMM, We're somewhere in-between together

Well, it's always better when we're together

Yeah, it's always better when we're together

Better Together, Jack Johnson

First of all, thank you to everyone who has ever left me a review! Also thank you to everyone who has emailed me saying they loved Jake's little shower scene. As promised this chapter is my longest yet, and I really hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Bella's POV

Slowly.

Slowly.

I leaned back to make sure both eyes were even.

Yes.

After having to wash my eyes several times I was finally able to line my lids with black liquid eyeliner evenly. I don't wear makeup on a regular basis but I just might have to rethink that. My eyes looked bigger and as a whole I looked older, sexier. My hair was already straightened and left hanging down around my shoulders. After a few coats of mascara and some clear lip gloss I padded back into my room. There is no doubt in my mind that tonight I would have to wear clothes bought by Renee. I let my towel drop to the floor and opened the underwear drawer. I immediately grabbed a push up bra, sorry boobs, and black matching panties. Next I walked over to my closet and pulled out the bin full of clothes that Renee bought me, and most of which I have never worn. I dragged it into the middle of the room and pried off the lid.

Alright, stay calm Bella. I thought to myself.

I almost had a panic attack after Emily phoned me two hours ago and oh, so kindly informed me we were going to a nightclub. Not just any nightclub but a twenty one and over nightclub. When my heart slowed to an acceptable pace, I tried putting up one hell of a fight. When I argued that none of us would get in, she countered that Paul knew someone working the door and the fact that all of the boys looked at least twenty one. When I argued that I don't want to lie to my father she just snorted, loudly. Finally, when I disputed that I have absolutely nothing to wear to a night club, she volunteered borrowing clothes. I thanked her but refused, having figured that whatever she would have brought would have been way to sexy for my taste.

I put the lid down and peeked inside.

Crap.

This is going to be painful. I tossed some tiny skirts aside immediately. A nightclub means I will probably be dancing at some point, and I just didn't feel comfortable dancing in a barely there skirt. I also bypassed some halter tops and tube tops. Just as I was getting nervous that I would honestly have nothing semi comfortable to wear, I spotted a pair of black short shorts. They looked promising so I tried them on. They were snug and not too short. A little more excited now, I kneeled back down and determinedly searched for a top to go with it.

Yes.

I pulled out the light gray baby tee and threw it on. I looked myself over in the mirror. The baby tee was a little tighter and more low cut than I expected but I loved it. My cleavage was nicely framed and the whole outfit looked sexy as hell. I actually felt alluring.

Thank you mom.

Now I needed the perfect pair of shoes and I already know what they were. I went back into my closet and from all the way in the back, I pulled out the cutest pair of black pumps. Alice had insisted on buying me those at one of our shopping excursions. The second I thought of them I immediately felt a sharp pang in my chest. No. I refused to get sad and quickly pushed those thoughts away.

I sat down on the bed and started fidgeting nervously. I had about twenty more minutes before Jake and the rest of the gang were supposed to pick me up. So I practiced walking in my heels, I reapplied more lip gloss, brushed my hair again, checked for any spots I might have missed when shaving .I even applied lotion to my legs. I've never been clubbing and I was more than a little nervous, but excited too.

A sharp knock on my bedroom door made me yelp in surprise.

" Sorry, " muttered Charlie, " I just wanted to check what you're plans are for tonight."

I quickly threw on a robe over my, what I'm sure Charlie would say was, too sexy of an outfit.

" Come in."

" Hey kiddo." I smiled and asked him how his day was. He didn't miss that my hair and makeup was done.

" So what are the big plans?"

" Dancing." I answered shrugging my shoulders. I attempted to downplay it as much as possible so he wouldn't feel like he needed to pry.

He attempts to hide a smile before answering, " I didn't picture you the dancing type Bells."

" Yeah me too."

He walks over to my desk ," here", and pulls out what looks like a few twenties and places them on the desk. He shoots me a look, daring me to protest.

" Thanks dad."

" Well, I'm going to hit the sack early tonight." He turns and starts to leave my room, but before he closes the door completely he pauses.

" Is Jake going to be there?"

" He is."

" Good." He looks relieved. "Be careful tonight Bella but have fun."

As soon as he closes the door I throw off my robe and look at the clock. If Jake's punctual as usual he'll be here in five minutes. I'm excited to see him already.

I still can't believe Jake smelled my arousal. The thought makes me cringe, it's beyond embarrassing. Stupid werewolf senses. Although I only vaguely remember parts of my dream, the parts I do remember were pretty sexy. I don't even want to think about the things I might have said in my sleep. The sane and sensible part of me still couldn't believe I let Jake sleep over. The emotional and yes, horny, side of me was more than a little excited. I felt so small and delicate in his arms. His heat enveloped me like a cocoon. His strong and steady heartbeat lulled me to sleep. It was one of the best nights of sleep I've had in months.

The sexual tension between us is beyond electric. Just hearing his husky voice over the phone sends a thrill up and down my spine. Everything intensifies to an almost absurd proportion when we are in close proximity of each other. His gaze is becoming more and more heated and even if I look away I can still feel it's trail burning my skin like a million tiny shower sparks. Am I attracted to him too? Beyond question. Do I love him? I'm… not sure. But it could be less than effortless to allow myself.

Oh Jake.

Do I wish he wasn't a werewolf so that I wouldn't have to fear him imprinting on some girl? Yes and no. I love the way he is now, so strong and confident. It secretly thrills me . If he were human would I stop denying my feelings for him? I don't know. I'm still…

Two loud honks pull me out of my contemplations.

They're here.

I slide of the bed and look myself over in the mirror one last time. The doorbell rings once and I grab the cash from my desk and make my way downstairs . I'm not sure if I'm more nervous or excited.

I fling the door open and see Jake standing there, looking dangerously handsome in a nice pair of jeans and fitted black tee.

" Fuck Bella," he breathes. " You look gorgeous."

I blush but thank him. It almost looks like he is struggling to keep his eyes on my face. He hands out his hand wordlessly when I eye the wet stairs nervously. After all I've been known to stumble on nonexistent barriers before, he must be worried about me falling.

He opens the rear door of the SUV and I look up to see everyone grinning stupidly at me.

" You look amazing!" squeals Emily.

" How are we all going to fit?" I ask. There is barely enough room and Jake and I aren't even in the car yet.

" Oh please," asserts Paul and grins mischievously. " You just need to sit on Jacob's lap."

He's right. Jake brushes past me and squeezes into the car. He twists and wordlessly pulls me onto his lap then shuts the door.

Seth is squeezed right against us and next to him is Sam with Emily on his lap. Paul is driving and in the passenger's seat next to him is Embry playing with the radio.

" Where's Leah?" I ask

" She'll be there a little later," murmurs Jake. His breath fans against the side of my cheek deliciously and I shiver. Emily caught it and smiled at me wickedly.

" So Seth," I say, because something just occurred to me. " You frequent adult nightclubs often?"

Although we were all obviously too young to enter legally, Seth was what, fifteen?

Everyone breaks into laughter.

" Oh you know," he starts off smiling broadly, " would anyone believe I was only fifteen anyways? I mean look at this hunky body!"

He makes a show of flexing his arm. I easily notice muscles rolling underneath his shirt and giggle while all the guys groan in unison.

" You're gonna be a real casanova tonight Seth," mumbles Sam.

" So what is this place called anyways Paul?" Emily asks softly.

" Zero Gravity."

Someone snorts loudly, Embry I think.

" What kind of music do they play there?"

" I dunno, " Paul answers and looks at me in the rearview mirror. " Trance, techno , pop, you know club music."

" Oh God." I groan and look at Jake in panic. I can't dance to techno or any other type of club music. That takes grace, elegance, and confidence. All three things I don't have.

" Don't worry, " he whispers and puts his arms around me. " You'll be fine."

Jacob shifts underneath me, and for a few seconds lifts his thigh along with me sitting on it as if I weighed nothing at all. Biting my lip I look out the window. Yep, his strength definitely thrills me. Taking a deep breath, I pretend not to notice the trail of warm shower sparks I can suddenly feel traveling up my exposed legs; or the tingle that flies down my spine in reaction.

Neon blue letters flash above the entrance, emblazoning the words " Zero Gravity" against the night sky. The air is cool and you can almost taste everyone's excitement in the atmosphere. I can practically feel my ribcage tremble in unison with the music and bass coming from inside the club. We walk right past the line, the bouncers, and in the door. I'm all too aware of every pair of eyes directed our way.

We walked into the club and I looked around nervously. It was dark. Bright lights flashed to the beat of the music and blue lasers swirled around the walls and ceiling. Dark couches lined the walls and there was a huge square shaped bar in the middle. When a series of bright lights came on momentarily, I noticed there was also a second floor with balconies. The place wasn't packet yet, probably because it was early. Paul headed straight for the bar while Jake guided the rest of us towards a booth that was large enough to fit all of us. I sat down next to Emily and Jake slid in next to me. Within seconds Paul was back with a tray of drinks.

Both Emily and I were handed the same kind of drinks. They were orange and red with an umbrella sticking out of it. The guys were drinking what looked like whiskey. Yuck. I took a sip of mine. It tasted fruity.

" What is this drink called?" I asked no one in particular.

I heard Jake chuckle but it was Paul who leaned in , cocked an eyebrow, and answered, " Sex on the beach."

Oh my. I had no idea the names could get so scandalous. I felt my face heat up and heard Emily giggling next to me.

" It's very good," she mused. " The more you have it the more you like it." Everyone at the table started laughing. I was pretty sure she wasn't referring to the drinks anymore.

I noticed the club was becoming more packed now, and a bunch of brave souls were dancing on the dance floor to a song called " Cry for You" by September, a song I surprisingly knew.

" Three more weeks till spring break. You girl's excited?" asked Seth.

" I am," answered Emily before looking at me. I nodded in agreement.

She continued," besides the ocean should be getting warmer by then so hopefully I'll be able to take a swim in it. It's been months." The image of the tiny blue bikini Emily made me buy popped into my mind and I held back a cringe.

" Must suck. The water is never cold for us," blurted Embry.

" Thank you for pointing out the obvious, " Emily retorted.

" You ever seen Lauren's cottage? There are private rooms right?" Sam asked me and leaned down to kiss Emily on the forehead. So sweet.

" Umm yeah, she said there are a couple spare bedrooms." Both Sam and Emily looked relieved. It was obvious why they would want a private room to themselves. Emily finished the remainder of her drink and turned to me.

" I'm going to the bathroom. Wanna come?"

" Sure."

Jake slides out of his seat to let us pass.

Paul snorts and says," See I don't get it. What are you girls gonna be doing in there? Holding each other's hands?"

I roll my eyes at him before walking away. I can hear the guys laughing behind me. I stay close to Emily and we push our way through the throngs of people. Damn. There's a pretty long line stretching out of the bathroom. We have no choice but to wait.

Emily leans in close and asks," Are you having fun?"

" I am."

" Emily! Bella!" We both look up and see Leah walking towards us. She's wearing a fabulous red mini dress.

" Hey guys you both look amazing!" She smiles at both of us. " Bella you looking hot. I guarantee that you made Jacob's cock twitch more than once tonight!"

Oh my god. I feel my whole face and chest turn red. Next to me I see both Leah and Emily laughing hysterically and nodding at each other. I couldn't help it, a few giggles escaped me too.

" I love your dress by the way, " I say and she thanks me.

We finally make it inside the bathroom and after I quickly pee inside a stall that reeks of vomit, I walk up to the long vanity mirror to check if my makeup is still holding up okay. By the time I dig out my lip gloss, both Leah and Emily are checking themselves out next to me. I notice Emily studying me.

" What?" I ask.

" Nothing," she giggles. " Just have fun tonight okay? Don't think too much, just enjoy yourself."

Before I get a chance to ask her what she means, Leah grabs both of us and starts dragging us out of the bathroom. She's strong. Sometimes I tend to forget that she is a werewolf too. When she let's go of my wrist I notice that her fingers left pink marks behind.

" So," she begins, " a round of drinks before we get out on the dance floor?"

" Sounds good."

We make our way through the crowd and back to the guys. They all look relieved and happy to see us back. I sit down and see that we have a second round of drinks already waiting for us on the table.

" A piss break is like a whole excursion for you guys isn't it ?" says Paul laughing. " I can't believe you guys were gone twenty minutes."

" Missed me?" I ask Jake jokingly.

" Intensely," he murmurs back ,smiling.

I take a sip of my drink and look around. Leah is engrossed in a conversation with Paul and Embry. Emily is sitting on Sam's lap and they are both whispering in each other's ears and laughing. I felt like I was intruding so I quickly looked away.

I turned my head back to Jake. " Where's Seth?"

He nodded towards the dance floor. Indeed there he was, a head taller than everyone else, dancing and pumping his hands in the air. It looked like he was really enjoying himself.

" Do you want to dance?"

" No Jake." I whispered quickly. He looked disappointed. " Not yet. Maybe in a little while." I took another sip of my drink.

He twisted so that he was facing towards me and pushed a lock of hair out of my face." Alright but you owe me a dance."

I nodded at him sheepishly. I was nervous about dancing in general. The thought of dancing with Jake made me twice as nervous. He would see just how uncoordinated I really was.

" Who's up for a game of pool?" asked Paul suddenly.

" You guys should go," spoke up Emily. " Us girls are gonna hang out by ourselves for a bit?" She asked looking at Leah and then me. We both nodded. I was horrible at pool. No need to let everyone know.

" You'll be fine?" asked Jake.

" Of course. Go. This way we can talk about you guys !"

His eyes sparkled and he laughed a throaty laugh before unexpectedly kissing me on the forehead and walking away. I turned back to the girls. They were both watching me closely.

" What? He does that all the time."

Emily threw me an exasperated look.

" You have strong feelings for Jake," stated Leah.

" Of course," I replied. " He's my best friend."

" Stronger feelings than that for just a friend," she continued. I didn't miss the fact that she made air quotes when she said the word friend.

" He's just my best friend guys." I could never admit the truth to them.

" Denial is also a river in Egypt, " murmured Emily and softly put an arm around me. I shot her a glare and finish the rest of my drink.

" I don't understand…," Leah mused. She was playing with her empty glass and seemed to be talking to herself. She looked up and locked eyes with Emily for a few seconds. Although they weren't speaking I could tell something passed between them. She suddenly smirked, then got up wordlessly and headed straight for the bar. I looked at Emily questionably but she just smiled.

" Anyways, I'm going to get waxed in about two weeks. You still coming right?"

Her unexpected question made my cheeks turn pink. I really have to work on controlling that.

" That bikini leaves me no other choice. I'm still in."

" I thought so."

She grabbed my hand and motioned for me to slide out of the seat. " Let's go!"

" What?" I was more than a little confused. She laughed and again motioned for me to slide out of my seat. I did and she followed suit. Grabbing my hand again she started walking towards the bar. I tried to keep up with her without tripping. Leah was already there waving at us. Lined up in front of her was a row of six colored shots.

" What the hell are those?" I asked stupidly.

" Shots silly. Two for each of us!" sang Emily. My heart started pounding fast from both nerves and excitement.

Leah handed us the first shots. " Here," she said laughing. " We could all use a screaming orgasm!"

Assuming that's the name of the shot I laughed , nodded, and took the shot from her.

"Cheers." I said and raised my glass into the air. They followed suit. The taste was different than I expected, it was a little stronger, and it burned my throat as it went down. We all slammed our now empty glasses on the bar at almost the same time and laughed.

I picked up the next shot and examined it. It was mostly orange.

" What is this one called?" I was almost too scared to ask, but curiosity won out.

Before the girls could enlighten me the bartender leaned in and uttered, " This, beautiful, is a slow comfortable screw." He smiled wickedly at what I'm sure was my startled reaction and winked before walking away. I turned back to Emily and Leah and we all howled in laughter. I noticed that my mood was better and I was even lightly swaying to the music. I must be buzzed. We all raised our second shots into the air. Just as we slammed the empty glasses on the bar the music changed.

" Oh!" Emily exclaimed. " I looove this song!" she yelled even though we were inches away. " Let's go dance! "

She turned around and started pushing though the crowd and towards the dance floor. I too kinda recognized the song, " Love Me" by Daniel Bovie I think, and I actually liked it too. Taking a deep breath I followed after Leah and Emily. There was no turning back now.

I joined them in the middle of the dance floor and began to shake my hips hesitantly. But after a few minutes I loosened up. I was feeling uncharacteristically confident; most likely due to the alcohol and my sexy outfit. The atmosphere, combined with the rhythm of the music, overtook my body. I moved my hands above my head and began to sway my hips. I was pleased to discover I could keep up with the tempo. I also noticed I attracted a lot of appreciative looks from the males around me.

Suddenly I felt a pair of hands on my hips. I inhaled a sharp breath and jumped slightly. But then I realized the hands were very large and very warm. I relaxed immediately.

A soft breath sent tingles down my spine. Jake's lips brushed my ear as he murmured,

" I'm here to claim that dance you owe me."

He pulled me against his chest closing the small space between us.

Well let me know what you think? Also out of curiosity does anyone actually look up the song titles I use?

Oh crystal ball tell me what is going to happen in the next chapter?

( crystal ball ) I foresee hot and heavy flirting , more maybe? It's all very blurry not set in stone

you gave me nothing crystal ball

I'd say I'm sorry but I'd have to lie. will have to wait and see

If I receive at least 30 reviews for this chapter the next chapter will be up by the weekend. :)

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