"Um… Bella…" Charlie called tentatively from downstairs. I was sitting in my room with Naomi getting her dressed and doing her hair. I had decided on a pink and white striped dress with pigtails in her hair.
"What is it?" I called, picking Naomi up and walking to the top of the stairs.
"You might want to come down here…" I ran down the stairs but stopped dead in my tracks when I saw who was at the door. Jacob. Why? I thought, how dare he show his face around here! He better not have that stupid imprintee-Alexis, with him. But I quickly noticed he was alone. I clutched Naomi closer to me, hoping she hadn't already seen her father, but I was too late. Her eyes lit up, like a kid on Christmas morning and squirmed out of my embrace.
"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!" She cried running to give him a hug. He picked her up and kissed her cheek. Charlie chose now to escape up the stairs.
"Put her down," I stated. "You can't just waltz in here and…"
"She's my daughter," He interrupted, "I have the right!" He paused and took a deep breath, tightening his hold on Naomi, "Let's talk."
"Fine," I surrendered, going to sit down on the couch in the living room. He followed. "So…" I began, trying to keep my cool, "Why are you here?"
"I wanted to see my daughter," He swallowed and lifted his gave from Naomi's face to look me in the eyes; "I was hoping I could take her home for a few days and maybe introduce her to Alexis and let her see Billy."
"I don't know…" I trailed off. I was uncertain of my decision but it was Naomi who made up my mind. She was looking at Jacob with such love and admiration on her face, he reached down and tickled her belly and she squealed with delight. I couldn't deny her a father, I couldn't do that. "Ok, how does 3 days sound? You can drop her off here."
My Jacob smiled such a gorgeous smile, my heart wanted to melt, but I stopped it. He wasn't "My Jacob" anymore. He never would be.