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Chapter 23

Jacob's POV

The ride to the airport was long, too long. The Cullens decided to pay for two chauffeured limos to drive us to the there and Pixie and Malibu Barbie thought it was a "good idea" for the women to ride in one while the men in the other, stating some crap about wanting to discuss "girl things" with Nessie… "things unsuitable for the groom's ears". I barely got a chance to say goodbye to her before she was yanked from my arms and practically shoved into the girl's limo, followed by her two wacko aunts and Bella and Esme, the only sane women in the family who, let's face it, can't do a thing against Pixie and Blondie.

So, not only was Nessie taken away from me but throughout the entire car ride I had to put up with Emmett's incessant teasing about the honeymoon and my "performance". Edward had his eyes closed the entire time, pinching the bridge of his nose as if experiencing a terrible headache, one we know he can't get. I'm sure it had something to do with the images my brain was concocting upon being taunted by Emmett. "Sorry Edward, but all this talk about the "honeymoon" is making me think about "the honeymoon". - I thought, hoping to not get slaughtered, although Emmett was the one in danger of that. There were a couple of times I was sure Edward would just snap and kill his favorite brother, which would have been fun to watch but completely unbeneficial to the situation at hand. Jasper as always was calming down the situation but he was no match for Emmett's completely crude remarks and Edward's flaring temper. Carlisle on the other hand was busy on his laptop, communicating with another leech doctor, a Swiss one, whom he'd been sharing information with about the werewolves. I really couldn't care less where those things came from, they were dead, all dead; and that was good enough for me.

Quil and Embry weren't much help at all. You would think that having your two best friends along for the ride would help make everything more bearable, but you'd be wrong. Quil kept babbling on and on about Clair's upcoming birthday, nagging me be reciting all the fun things he had in store for her, like the huge blow-up castle he'd rented so Clair and her friends could jump up and down for hours on end. The damn dog was completely oblivious to the tense situation inside the limo, far too caught up in thinking and talking about Clair. And then of course there was Embry, who spent the entire ride writing text messages on his phone, looking up just a few times upon hearing Emmett's loud laughter, but quickly returning to his phone. So much for your friends sticking up for you.

When the limo parked in front of the airport, to say that I was relieved would be an understatement. I practically jumped out of the limo and ran my way to Nessie, feeling immediately relaxed upon holding her hand.

"So, what was the "girl talk" about?" – She rolled her eyes.

"You don't want to know."

"Alright, let's get going, our jet is fuelled and ready." – Carlisle led the way with Esme by his side, all of us trailing along with our luggage.

"What does he mean by our jet?"

"They paid for a private jet to take us."

"Whoa, are you kidding?"- Embry had caught up with us while Quil lagged behind, talking with Bells.

"Now you pay attention?"

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you hear Emmett harassing me? I needed some freaking backup… who were you texting anyway?"

"Um… no one."

"Oh, come on… don't give me that."

"I swear, it's no one… "– Before I could continue, I felt Ness pull me into a hallway where we had to go through security. When we were done, I was eager to keep grilling Embry, wanting to know just what the hell was going on with him these days but I couldn't, because before I knew it, we were already climbing into the luxurious jet.

Embry went to sit in the back with Quil while Nessie asked to stay up front with me, cutting off the conversation I wanted to have with him.

"If he's not ready to tell, don't push him."

"Fine." – Nessie leaned over to me so she could see out the window; resting her head on my shoulder and placing her hand on my leg. The action was completely innocent… my body's reaction, not so much. It was crazy to want her this much and even crazier to be thinking these things while confined in a small space with her mind reading dad. I heard Bella's soothing voice and I knew she was trying to calm him.

"So are you going to tell me what happened with your boss… or do I have to drag it out of you?" – Nessie was looking up at me, her face so close I could see every one of her freckles.

"I told you… later."

"The suspense is killing me, just tell me."

"Nope."

"Come on Jake… tell me." – Her hand was creeping under my shirt, making its way to my pecks, gently caressing me. She was batting her eyelashes, something I'd never seen her do; it would have been funny if it hadn't been such a turn on.

"Ness… please don't do this to me." – My voice sounded embarrassingly shaky and I feared everyone in the plane could hear it.

"Do what?" – She asked, faking innocence. Her hand was now traveling down, reaching my navel and continuing. – "Just tell me." – Her whisper sent electric shocks all through my body, not to mention her sweet touch on my skin.

"You want to get me killed… because if Edward looses it and rips my throat out, you'll never know."

"What can I do for you to tell me?" – She was now kissing my neck and I knew she wouldn't back down, so despite how amazing it felt to have her so close, I got up.

"Hey."

"I'm sitting with Quil and Embry unless you behave." – I looked up to make sure no one was listening and was relieved to find that everyone was more preoccupied with their own conversations to pay attention to what was going on with us.

"Oh come on, I was just having some fun." – She had her naughty mischievous smile on, the one that drives me crazy, the one that tell me to just let go and give in to her. I remained standing up, arms folded, waiting for her to stop it. It was one thing when we were all alone; it was another in the presence of her entire family.

"I mean it Ness."

"Fine."

The flight to New York went by quickly. We picked up our bags and headed out, where three cars were waiting to take us to the hotel. I wasn't quite used to this sort of treatment, but somehow felt I needed to adapt to it now that I was officially becoming part of the family. Quil and Embry also looked uncomfortable with all the commodities, especially when the chauffer asked to take their bags and opened the door for them. All the way to the hotel I couldn't take my eyes off the window, staring out into the big tall buildings in amazement. This was very different from Forks; the people, the shops, all the cars, everything was new and exciting. I caught Nessie looking at my astonished face, and would have been embarrassed if I didn't trust her so much.

"It's wonderful isn't it? I'm thinking we can maybe get everything done today and go sightseeing tomorrow morning before we leave, what do you say?"

"Ok, great."

"We're here." – I turned back to the window and saw we'd stopped in front a huge building. It was modern and hip and cool and I knew that one night in this place probably cost what I make in like half a year. We all entered the massive lobby and I couldn't help but ogle like a little kid. The furniture all looked really expensive and designer-ish, great contemporary lamps suspended from the tall ceiling, really cool looking art pieces hanging on the walls and all the employees looking so slick I suddenly felt underdressed.

"Wow Jake, this place is awesome!!!"

"Yeah man, thanks for bringing us!!!"

"I wish it were me you guys, but the Cullens are the ones paying for all this." – Carlisle came up to all of us with the room keys.

"We have suites for everyone… Rosalie, Emmett, Alice and Jasper, you're in suite 1202; Edward, Bella and Nessie, you're with Esme and I in suite 1203; and finally, you boys are in suite 1201." – Carlisle handed out the key cards and I could feel a knot in the pit of my stomach; I wouldn't be sleeping with Nessie. I'd gotten so used to it that it seemed normal; so used to it that it hadn't even crossed my mind that they wouldn't put us in the same room.

"Come on!!! Let's go check out our room!!!" – Embry and Quil sprinted toward the elevators and even though a few years back it would have been a dream to come to the Big City and share a room with my two best friends, right now the only thing I wanted was to be with Nessie.

"I'll catch up!" – They got in the elevator as I turned to face Nessie and the rest of the leeches, who were carelessly gathering their things and starting to walk toward the elevators as well. Nessie offered her hand and smiled once I took it.

The suite was amazing, bigger than my whole house. I found Embry and Quil running around opening doors and discovering what the huge control on the wall was for, pushing all its buttons resulting in the curtains shutting and closing, the integrated sound system sounding off and all the flat screens turning on simultaneously.

"Can you tell your dogs not to break anything?" – Blondie was peeking inside our room, smugly glancing at them.

"What are you doing here... miss me that much?"- She scoffed at my response and turned to Ness.

"Nessie, we're all going to get fitted for our dresses… Vera is waiting for us."

"Vera as in Vera Wang? You didn't tell me she was making our dresses!!!" – Nessie's eyes lit up with excitement. I really had no idea who that Wang chick was, but it was nice to see her so happy.

"Of course, only the best for our baby! So, say goodbye and let's go."

"What? Say goodbye?"

"Of course, you didn't expect to bring Jacob to the wedding dress fitting!!!"

"I… I didn't think about that… um…" – Ness turned to me and I felt my heart drop. Here I thought I'd spend this entire weekend with her and now I get that not only am I not sleeping with her but I won't get to be with her during the day either.

"It's ok baby… go… have fun… and I'll see you… when I see you." – But when would that be? I didn't even want to think about it.

"You'll be busy anyway; all the boys are going to get your suits and run some errands." - Blondie attempted to smile at me but failed miserably; replacing it with the smug contemptuous look she always gives me, right before turning away.

Nessie practically threw herself at me, swinging her arms around my neck and giving me one of the most rushed and yet hottest kisses she'd ever given me. I barely knew what hit me when she was already turning around and leaving. I watched her walk away and knew I was a goner, knew that one of these days this girl would definitely kill me; and from the way she was walking, with her hips swinging back and forth, she knew it.

It was dark already and I was dead tired. We'd spent half the afternoon getting fitted for our suites and then going around the city picking up some things Pixie had ordered for the wedding. When we were done I was sure it was time to head back to the hotel, looking forward to finally spending some time with Ness. But I had no such luck.

The leeches had decided, maybe just to annoy me, to take advantage of the fact that we were all together and in New York and celebrate our respective "bachelor parties". I really was in no mood to have a bachelor party, being more than happy to stop being "single" and enjoy the married life. I was also in no mood to spend any more time than necessary with joke cranking Emmett, boring mood manipulating Jasper or annoying smug murderous Edward. But of course, like everything else when it comes to this family, I had no say in it. Before I knew it, we were walking into a club that had a huge line of people up front. Being the Cullens who they are, we walked right past the bouncer, who for some reason knew Jasper, and were lead to the VIP room. Emmett had insisted on going to a strip club, considering it's the "tradition", but of course Edward wouldn't have it. I wouldn't have it either, watching some chick take her clothes off when all I wanted was Nessie didn't really seem like fun. So here we were; entering the swankiest club I'd ever seen besides the ones that appear in movies and feeling completely ridiculous. There was no point to this; the leeches can't exactly drink anything besides blood and I was sure as hell not getting drunk with the lot of them completely sober. Only Embry and Quil asked for a few beers and sat back, Quil still thinking about Clair and Embry, surprisingly, not at all watching the beautiful women dancing near us.

"I told you we should have gone to a strip club!!! This is boring!!! At least we could have made fun of Jake as he got his lap dance!!!"- Emmett looked sulky; probably from losing his chance to keep tormenting me even farther.

"What would Rosalie had said if she found out you went to a strip club?"- Edward's spirits seemed to be rising, enjoying having crushed Emmett's horrendous plan.

"Oh come on!!! Like any of the broads there compare to Rose!!! It was just for laughs!!! Like any of us would actually enjoy it; the three of us are mad over our girls, these two are imprinted so there's no hope there… and Embry… well… maybe he would have had fun, but you spoiled it!!!"

"Those places are completely degrading toward women; it's hardly a place to go before you plan to commit to one."

"There you go, all noble and shit!!! It would have been more exciting than this!!!" – He pointed to where we were sitting and I couldn't help but agree. Jasper had a tortured look on his face, probably from all the bad drunken vibes he was getting from the clubbers; Quil was looking at his watch, having promised Clair he'd call her to say goodnight on her bedtime; and Embry just sat there, drinking his beer and checking his god damn phone every five seconds. I was just about to call the whole thing off when I felt someone poke my shoulder.

"Hi!!! You want to dance?" – A girl was standing right behind me so I turned to face her. She looked like she was in her early twenties, with red curly hair and green eyes.

"I… um…"

"I have some friends… we saw you guys just sitting here… so…" – She motioned to a group of women sitting close by, all smiling at us, and motioned to the group of misfits sitting behind me. I was tempted to tell the girl she was asking a bunch of vampires and werewolves to dance, hoping it would scare her off, but knowing she wouldn't take it seriously.

"Um… sorry, but we… we don't dance." – She started laughing hysterically, flipping her hair in an attempt to flirt, but for that… she had the wrong guy. I sneaked a glance at Edward who shook his head, as smile playing on his lips. The leech was enjoying himself, as always, at my expense.

"Ok, listen… my um… friend over there wants to dance but he's too shy, why don't you get one of your friends to ask him." – She looked a bit confused, not knowing if I was dissing her or inviting the whole bunch of girls to come over. When she turned back to her table I heard Edward say "bad idea", and it was, because before I knew it, there were all over us.

Edward got this really loud annoying twenty-something girl who was too tipsy to notice anything off about him. Most people stir clear of the Cullens, sensing something quite not right about them, which so far has proved useful in keeping their distance from others; but here, in this poorly lit club and with the effects of alcohol, they just seemed like really good looking dudes without a date.

I heard Edward trying to turn her down politely, but failing miserably.

"Oh come on… one dance… pretty please!!! What can it hurt? You're here to have fun right?"

"I'm sorry… "

"Leslie."

"I'm sorry Leslie but…"

"And you are?"

"Edward Cullen."

"Wow!!! I love your name!!! So Edward, just one dance?"

"I'm married, my apologies."

"I'm not asking you to sleep with me silly boy!!! Dancing isn't cheating… come on!!!"

"I truly apologize Leslie, but I don't think it's a good idea."

"Having fun is always a good idea… you're here, you might as well get into it."

"I don't want to."

"Didn't anyone ever tell you that you don't turn someone down if they ask you to dance… it's not polite!!!" – I almost pissed my pants in amusement; here was this college girl, with absolutely no regard for personal space and way too much alcohol in her system, telling Edward… Edward Cullen… he was impolite. I only wished Nessie could be here to share it with her; hell, I would have settled for Bella if it meant having someone other than myself enjoy this.

"Go on Edward… Bells won't mind." – I winked at him, knowing he'd get even eventually but enjoying myself too much to care.

The girl pulled him to the dance floor that was just a few feet from our table and began to dance with him. It was hilarious, especially since Edward can only slow dance, having never practiced dancing any of the music they were playing. He practically just stood there while the girl danced up and down, grinding up against him.

I turned toward the table and saw that all the guys were paired up. Jasper and Emmett were standing up, talking to two blonde girls. Jasper looked really put off and disinterested, while Emmett was joking around, enjoying the admiring glances from the girls and laughing his head off at Edward. Quil and Embry had somehow made it to the dance floor. Quil was swaying from side to side, in tune with the beat of the song but completely out of tune with his partner. The girl was smiling at him and dancing her best, but Quil just looked uncomfortable and even a little sick, still glancing at his watch every other minute.

As for Embry, the only one of us who could actually enjoy any of this; he was dancing with a brunet. He was doing a better job than Quil in making eye contact with the girl and smiling at her from time to time, but I could still tell he wasn't interested. I actually felt sorry for the girls for wasting time with guys who were severely taken.

"So, you're friends are dancing… what do you say we do the same." – The redhead was back, standing in front of me and smiling, but all I could think of was how the color of her eyes, though green, bared no comparison to my Ness' brown ones.

"I'm really not a good dancer." – I didn't really give a damn if I was or not a good dancer, I just didn't want to dance with her.

"Well, you don't have to do much… you can just watch if you like." – There was a definite sexual undertone in her comment and I immediately turned to see Edward who, even though was being harassed by the crazy girl, was enjoying my tortured face as well as whatever nasty thoughts the redhead was having. – "So what's your name?"

"Jacob."

"Aren't you going to ask me?" – I felt bad for being so rude, but I really didn't care what her name was or how old she was or her favorite color or any of that shit.

"Sorry… what's yours?"

"Vanessa Miller… but everyone calls me Nessy. So are you dancing with me?" – I was in severe shock… did she just say the call her Nessie?

"What did you say they call you?"

"Nessy."

"Sorry, I have to go."

"What? Why? It's still early." – She was pouting, producing no effect whatsoever in me. I ran out of the club, not paying attention to any of the guy's questions. This was insane, spending precious time with some college chick instead of my girl; so I ran. After a few blocks I was able to get a taxi and made it straight to the hotel, where I rushed to the elevator and went up to our rooms.

The number 1203 on Nessie's hotel room door was like a beacon of hope. I knocked on the door, my heart pounding at the expectation of finally seeing her after a long day; but I got nothing. No sounds coming from either room 1202 or 1203, no smells other than the air fresheners installed in the suites, nothing.

Then it hit me, she was probably still out on her "bachelorette party". Images of some stripper dude giving her a lap dance appeared in my head; I could just see Pixie and Blondie encouraging it and felt sick. Surely Nessie wouldn't like it, would be uncomfortable like I was, right? But maybe not, maybe she would actually like the dude, maybe she would realize she's been missing out on the "single" life, maybe she'd realize she hasn't done any crazy stupid stuff like the rest of the girls her age. My stomach was full of knots as I began to think about how I was robbing her of those experiences, of how she still needed to get to college and party and drink and… sleep with other guys? That was it, the thought was more than I could handle; I felt like I needed air, like the space was constricting me and I needed to get out, and since we were almost at the top floor, the roof seemed like the nearest exit.

I climbed the stairs using my full speed, not bothering to act normal and wait for the elevator. When I got to the top, I pushed the service door with such force it unhinged, landing several feet away, but I didn't care; feeling like a dying man in need of air. I made my way to the ledge and took in a big gulp of fresh night air, staring out into the Big City lights and wondering where this atrocity was taking place. Another gulp of air was needed and then another, I was beginning to feel dizzy when I felt Nessie's scent. I jumped up, like someone who's just been surprised, and turned to find her standing there, watching me with confusion in her eyes.

"How did you know I was up here?"

"I… I didn't…"

"Are you ok? You look pale… what's wrong?" – She stepped closer and placed her hand on my cheek, examining my disheveled face. –"Are you feeling alright? Why are you breathing like that?" – Her questioning face became one of worry, so I tried to steady myself, still feeling a little nauseous.

"I'm fine; I just needed some air."

"No kidding… you practically plummeted through the door." – Nessie turned back and smiled at the bent metallic door lying on the floor, her face slightly more relaxed.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were out with the girls?" – Nessie just shrugged her shoulders and turned to look at the view.

"I thought the same about you… so the guys are all back? It's early."

"No, I just left and they stayed."

"Why? Wasn't the strip club fun?" – There was definite undercurrent in her remark.

"We didn't go to a strip club… Emmett wanted to but Edward said no."

"So you did want to go." – It wasn't a question.

"What? Of course not, it was already horrible just to go to a club."

"You don't have to say that."

"Well it's the truth… what's with you?"

"Nothing."

"Did you go to a strip club?" – Just saying it out loud made me want to puke again.

"Yes."

"Well, I'm glad one of us had fun." – It came out sounding bitter, something I didn't mean.

"You think I had fun?" – She made eye contact, something she was avoiding since the conversation started.

"Well yeah, why not? I mean, it's what you're supposed to do on you bachelorette party… go crazy, have some hot guy rub up against you, get a last look at the life you're giving up… right?"

"Is that what you did?"

"I'm talking about you."

"Well I'm talking about you. What's with this whole panic attack you were having a moment ago… are you… are you regretting this?"

"What?!!! Are you insane!!! Is that what you think or is that just a way to tell me what you feel?"

"No."

"Then why were you up here Ness?"

"I was sitting in that awful place and I… I… kept having these terrible ideas… I kept picturing you getting a lap dance from some bimbo… I just… I couldn't… so I left and came up here to stress myself even more."

"You mean you were here because you were worried about me?" – It suddenly dawned on me what a bunch of fools we both were; stressing over the other one without realizing we both missed each other and didn't really want anything else.

"Ness… I came running from the club to find you, because I couldn't stand to be without you… and when I didn't find you in the room… I thought… I thought the worst… I panicked and came up here for air."

"What worst?"

"That maybe you would see everything you were missing out by marring me."

"Why? You can give me lap dances once we're married." – She was joking, enough to relax me completely.

"Yeah well… maybe you'd want them from someone else… someone different."

"Why would I want someone different when I have you? I don't want anything or anyone else, not ever. You actually thought that about me?"

"You were thinking it about me."

"Yeah well, you're a guy... guys are known to get cold feet and plus… with a hot girl doing whatever in front of you…"

"I told you I didn't go to a strip club."

"Well, I didn't know that."

"Plus… just so you know… you're the only one that can turn me on." – Nessie gave me a brilliant smile, clearing up all my worries.

"Dido."

"Are you sure about that?" – Now I was joking, having realized my worries, and hers for that matter, where completely unsubstantiated. – "… because you never know."

"You know what, just shut up and kiss me." – I was more than happy to oblige, having spent the entire day craving to do so.

Despite the chilly air, I felt warm inside when I was finally able to touch her. She pressed herself against me and slipped her hands under my shirt, caressing me the way she was in the airplane; but this time instead of shying away, I welcomed it.

I moved my hands down her back and instinctively took hold of her butt, making her slightly moan into my mouth. It was so firm and delicious that I suddenly wanted more of it, sliding my hands under her dress so I could touch her without the shield of clothing. My hands seemed to have a life of their own, even managing to get underneath her panties, squeezing her butt and making her moan even more. How could she ever even consider the possibility that some stripper could pose a threat to her, that I could actually enjoy anyone but her? It was insane, but then again, I thought it too, so I guess we're both insane.

I took hold of her back thighs and pulled her up, sitting her up on the ledge wall, so we could be at eye level. Her legs were spread open, an invitation I couldn't refuse. Once I closed the gap, she began to pull my pants down, and since today I was lazy enough to not wear a belt, it was relatively easy. I slid my hands back toward my favorite place, her thighs, and began to pull her panties as well.

Before I knew it, she'd managed to pull everything down, even my boxers, and was now concentrating on taking my shirt off. I could feel the night breeze on my bare bottom and was amused by the predicaments we get ourselves into, standing bare ass on top of a building with my future wife perched up on a somewhat precarious ledge.

My hands were still focused on her amazing legs; hell, I could stay there for weeks and not get bored. I was tracing circles with my thumbs on her inner thighs; causing her to throw her head back in what I hoped was pleasure. That's the thing about being inexperienced, everything is new and experimental, and you have only pure instinct to guide you. Her panties were already off, dangling on my arm and I knew we were mere inches from going all the way. I panicked slightly, all of Emmett's taunts coming back to me as well as my own insecurities as well as my own guilt about "not waiting".

"I heard the noise about fifteen minutes ago… it was loud and…"

Ness and I both stopped in our tracks and turned toward the opened service door, realizing someone, two male humans to be precise, were walking up the stairs. She was the first one to react, jumping down from the ledge and signaling me to hide. I pulled my pants up and quickly ran to her side, hiding in the back of some air conditioning equipment. Our breathing was ragged, but not from the surprise or the hasty retreat, but from our little interaction. I still wanted her so much that I even considered attacking the two men just so we could get on with it, but of course that was no way to behave, was it?

"Dammit!!! Look at this door!!! That's probably the sound you heard; it looks like a bloody truck ran into it."

"This doesn't look like an accident."

The two men entered the terrace and began to look around with their flashlights, all the while throwing out stupid theories about what could have done the damage. I felt Ness shift next to me and whisper, so low no human could possibly listen, - "Hey, can I have my panties back."- I realized I still had them dangling from my arm. Up until then I hadn't really paid much attention to them, but now I could see they were painfully sexy, with pink lace on the top and bottom. I unwillingly gave them back to her, who pulled them back on. Damn humans.

We had to stay there a while until the men, who looked like janitors, decided it was best to call their maintenance manager to have him look at the damage. That was our cue; as soon as they went down the stairs to get a better signal on their radios, we silently skipped right past them and made it to the floor just above our rooms.

Nessie started laughing; breaking the tension I was feeling.

"Someone up there doesn't want us to fool around." – She was signaling upwards, as if talking about God. If this was God's work, he was being uncharacteristically cruel.

"We keep getting interrupted… it's maddening."

"I actually think it's kind of fun."

"Fun?!!!" – Was she kidding me, this was anything but fun. Being turned on and then… nothing; nope, definitely not fun, though I'm guessing it's more of a guy thing.

She continued to giggle, making her even more irresistible.

"I can't stand this anymore Ness… what do you say we sneak off tonight?"

"Are you serious? Sneak off how? It's not like we can wait for them to fall asleep."

"Can you pull in a favor from Bella and get her to shield us? If Edward doesn't suspect, we might get away with it." – I knew I was harboring a fool's hope, but I was more than a little desperate after our little frisk.

"Come on Jake… that's crazy, there's no way… besides, I mean, what happened up there was…" – She blushed, turning me on all over again. – "… was out of the blue, spontaneous… I mean… didn't you say you want to wait, maybe we haven't been able to because it's not meant to be… we're a week away from the wedding…and… "

"I know, believe me I know… but I just can't help it… let's just try, please?" – I pulled her closer to me, pressed my forehead to hers and kissed her, hoping to rekindle the passion and convince her that my plan wasn't a suicide mission, and totally worth it.

"Fine." – She rolled her eyes at me and giggled some more. – "Let me remind you mister that there once was a time that I had to convince you of these kinds of things."

"Guess this is payback." – Before she could answer, her phone vibrated.

"Hi mom."

"Hi baby, are you in the hotel?"

"Yeah, I'm at the hotel, just coming in… are you all there already?"

"Yes, all of us, we met up in the lobby, perfect timing."

"Ok, great, I'm with Jake, we just went for a walk."

"Alright, well… it's getting late, let's call it a night, you need your rest."

"Mom? Can I ask for a favor? Is dad around?"

"No, he's in the other room… why? What favor?"

"Can you shield us?"

"Renesmee…"

"Please!!!"

"What did you do?!!!"

"Nothing… just please…"

"Fine, but you're telling me about it."

"Ok, promise."

Nessie hung up the phone and winked at me. – "Done deal."

"I really do love Bella." – I regretted it the moment if left my lips, but thankfully Nessie didn't take it the wrong way.

When we got to the rooms everyone was already there. Embry and Quil were at ours, wearing the white bathrobes and slippers that come with the room and lying in bed watching a Paper View movie, with the entire contents of the Mini Bar spread across the sheets.

"Who's paying for this?"

"The Cullens… Edward said we could take whatever we wanted, even offered room service… but this will do." – Quil signaled to the cluster of expensive treats. I rolled my eyes at them and walked next door, to room 1202.

The door was wide open. Pixie was inspecting all the stuff we'd picked up during the day, stacking everything in order and making sure nothing was missing. Blondie and Emmett were locked in their bedroom, doing god knows what, while Jasper helped Alice wrap certain items in bubble-wrap for the trip home. I didn't bother to say hello or goodnight or anything, just shut the door and made my way to Ness' room.

Esme answered the door.

"Hi Jake, come in."

Esme returned to Carlisle, who was in their bedroom, with the door opened, watching a movie while Bella sat in the common living room with a book on her legs and Edward next to her with headphones. From my distance I could make out Chopin playing on his earpieces. Bells looked up at me and shook her head, in amused disapproval of whatever had happened between Ness and I; not knowing it's not what happened but what is going to happen.

I simply nodded at her and turned to look for Ness. She was inside her bedroom, already wearing pajamas. I came inside and pretended to say goodnight to her, all the while writing on a piece of paper so Edward wouldn't hear us: MEET ME IN THE LOBBY IN 5. She nodded and kissed me again, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. How she'd be able to leave the room, I had no idea, but it was worth a shot.

I went back to my room and waited for the longest five minutes of my life. Finally it was time, so I began to make my way to the door when I received a text message from Ness.

I CAN'T GET OUT, NEED A DIVERSION

A diversion, but what? I started raking my brain trying to come up with something but coming up short. Suddenly I heard Quil and Embry laughing at the movie they were watching and knew they'd be my saviors.

"You need a diversion?"

"Exactly."

"Man, that's going to be hard."

"Come on, I'm sure you can think of something." – Quil turned to look at Embry, who like me, had no idea what to do.

"Ok, let's think about this… it should involve getting Edward out of the room, otherwise he'd notice Nessie leaving." – Embry's eyes were narrowed, deep in concentration.

"Why don't we just go to the lobby and have them call him to come down."

"With what excuse? He won't just come down for no reason."

"We could pay the hostess to make something up." – I was pleased to see Quil so excited about this, like some kind of undercover mission was going on.

"We don't have any money."

"Right. Ok, what if… what if we get into a fight?!!!"

"Yeah!!! That's good!!!" – Embry was now as excited as Quil, but to me, this plan seemed crazy and not at all effective, so I had to interject.

"How is that going to get Edward to the lobby?"

"Well, we'll get into this public fight and they'll probably call security and Edward would have to come down to get us out."

"You're willing to do that for me?"

"Sure." – They both answered in unison, smiling at me. That was sure as hell a damn good way to redeem themselves after the limo incident.

"Ok, thank you so much."

They left the room, still wearing the bathrobes, looking extremely ridiculous. So then, I just waited, hoping to hear some commotion outside the room to alert me that Edward was exiting. What happened next I would have never predicted. Someone knocked on the door and from his stench, I knew it what him.

"Good evening Jacob… you're friends seem to have gotten in a bit of trouble."

"Oh… what do you mean?" – I put on my most innocent face, but felt that for sure he could see through it.

"The concierge just called me from the front desk; apparently Quil and Embry went downstairs to the lobby and got in a fight, breaking a few select pieces of furniture. Since the concierge knows me, and since we are very good tippers, he refrained from calling security but has asked me to come and get them, because apparently they can't stop fighting."

"Oh, that's bad… sorry… good luck." – I was just about to close the door when Edward stepped inside.

"What do you mean good luck? You're their Alpha, you're coming with me."

"Ahh… well… I…"

"Do you have any other pressing matters?" – Edward looked inside the room, pretending to search for whatever important appointment was keeping me.

"No."

"So come on, let's go."

As we walked to the lobby, I texted Ness: SORRY BABY, GO TO SLEEP, PLAN BACKFIRED.

To which she responded: WE ALWAYS HAVE THE HONEYMOON :)

And with that, my corrupt plans were done with. All I could do now was hope that this upcoming week would go by quickly and that the guys hadn't destroyed furniture that was too expensive.

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