Chapter 5

A/N: I don't own twilight Stephanie Meyer does.

JPOV:

What the fuck just happened? Blondie sure can hit hard. I stand in my living room absolutely dumfounded as to what just happened. I thought we had a really great night. I'm pretty sure she wanted it as much as I did. I know I've been out of the game for awhile but I thought her signals were pretty dam clear.

"What the hell just happened, Bells?" I ask my best friend. "You didn't tell her bout Nessa did you." She says. "No, I just wasn't ready to talk about that." I say honestly. "To me it looked like she thought I was your wife standing here with your kid." She says trying not to laugh. "This isn't funny Bells. How am I supposed to fix this? Now she thinks I'm so cheating asshole." I say dejectedly. "Daddy said a bad word." Nessa says with her cute lisp. I pick up my little girl and kiss her cheek softly. "Daddy's sorry baby. I won't say anymore bad words." I say looking into her eyes that remind me so much of her mom. "Hey why don't you go play tea party in your room so daddy can talk to auntie Bella." I say to her and set her on the floor. "K daddy." She says and runs to her room her bonze curls floating behind her.

"How bout you take a shower and I'll fix us some brunch. Edward left early this morning to work on the books at the restaurant. After brunch we'll meet him there for the staff meeting." She says giving me a look between slightly amused and slightly sad. I do as she says. After brunch Bella, Nessa, and I head to Swan's. Maybe work will help me take my mind off her Rose. Who am I kidding. She's consumed me completely. All I can think about is how her skin felt under my fingertips. How sweet her lips tasted like milk and honey. "How do I fix this Bells." I ask her. "You're a girl. What would Eddie do if he were me?" I ask really wanting to know how I can remedy this.

"It's called a grand gesture Jake. Women not girls like to know we are worth the effort it takes to woo us. Rosalie is definitely a woman. You're gonna have to pull the big guns out on this one. She's not like my cousin Nessie." She says. I wince at the use of her name but I let her continue. "Nessie liked simple things that's just how she was but Rosalie is very different. You can tell just by looking at her. I know you have it in you. Remember when you tried to get me. Think that but a hundred times that." She says sweetly. "Gee thanks, I thought we agreed never to speak of such things." I say with a smirk. She shakes her head and pulls into the parking lot of Swan's.

I take Nessa out her car seat and carry her into the restaurant. She loves coming here. "Qwilly." She giggles and reaches for my best buddy Quil. "Hey beautiful how's my future wife doing." He says with a huge grin. "Not if I have anything to do about that." I say with a serious face. "Seriously man…I'd have to wait like sixteen years before I get a date and Claire would definitely have my head." He says laughing softly. "You know how it is no one is good enough for my little princess." I say beaming at my baby girl. Quil sits her at the bar and makes her a Shirley temple while I attend the meeting with the others.

"Ok, now we all know that Rosalie Hale was here last night so expect to see a review in the next few days." Bella says going into boss mode. Just the mention of her name sends chills down my spine. I really need to figure out something special for her. The rest of the meeting flies by. "Hey princess you want daddy to make you something." I ask Nessa. She nods her head making her bronze curls bounce. I pick her up and take her into the kitchen and sit her on a stool next to my station. "So what does a beautiful girl like you want?" I ask. "Umm…ice cream pleeease." She says wide eyed. "Ok precious what kind do you want?" I ask. "Mama's sundae." She says sweetly.

I can feel the pang in my heart that I always get when I hear Nessa mention her. She only knows what Bells and I tell her. I kiss her head softly and I grab the chocolate ice cream from the blast chiller. Embry's a genius when it comes to ice cream. He's my assistant straight out of culinary school but the man knows his ice cream. I place two scoops of the rich chocolate ice cream in a bowl. Then I grab some fruity olive oil and let Nessa squeeze some all over the ice cream. I sprinkle some sea salt on top then finish if off with a large dollop of freshly whipped heavy cream. I know it sounds strange but it's actually pretty dam good. Nessie and I came up with it while she was pregnant with Nessa. She had the strangest cravings but this one actually tasted amazing. The rich chocolate brings out the fruitiness of the oil and the salt helps to bring out the sweetness of the whole dish and well whipped cream just makes everything better.

I grab two spoons and hand one to Nessa. We both dig in and enjoy our father daughter time. It's nice working at a place that I can bring her with me whenever I feel like. Bella even has a futon in her office in case Nessa is with me and falls asleep. Bells and Edward have been lifesavers for me. They took care of Nessa in the beginning when I couldn't. I'll be forever grateful to them for that. They convinced me not to give her up for adoption. I know that sounds horrible but at the time I couldn't take care of myself let alone a little reminder of everything I lost.

At first I couldn't help but blame Nessa a little. I felt she had taken the best of me from me. It wasn't till a few months later that I realized that it wasn't meant for Nessie to be in this world for long. She had an aneurysm. The doctor explained that is was like a ticking time bomb and the stress of labor is what caused it to rupture. She was living on borrowed time and that it would have eventually ruptured regardless of the labor. I learned to be grateful for the time I did have her. I just wished Nessa could have known her.

"Daddy who's the pretty lady?" My daughter asks bringing me from my thoughts of the past. "Oh she's a friend of daddy's." I say eating another spoonful of ice cream. "She had a sad face." She says her face covered in chocolate. It amazes me how perceptive kids are. "Well she's not happy with daddy right now." I say honestly while cleaning off her adorable little pout. "You should give her a present cuz princesses loves presents and she looks like my princess Barbie." My daughter rambles on. "Maybe I will sweetie." I say to my smart little girl.

"So who's the princess that needs a present?" I hear Leah ask from behind me. "Auntie LeLe can I come over so we can play dress up?" Nessa asks my other best friend Leah thankfully distracting her from me. I don't want to hear what a fuck up I am right now. I really need to start hanging out with more guys. "Sure, sure if it's alright with your daddy."She says. "Yeah it's ok with me." I say to a squealing Nessa. "I'll pick her up after my shift." I say "No prob. You know if I were Rosalie I would love to receive flowers. Lots of flowers. I know its cliché but women love getting flowers." She says with a knowing smirk. "How did you find out?" I asked completely taken aback. "You know this place people round here gossip like old ladies. No secrets here." She says and scoops Nessa in her arms. "Bye daddy." She says hugs me quickly. "Bye Nessa and behave." I say and watch as Leah takes her out the back way.

I start preparing my dough for my caramel apple tarts when Edward's sister Alice pops up. "Not you too pixie." I say a little exasperated. "I'm only trying to help. I met her last night and from what I can see she's not going to go for something simple. If your going to do flowers like Leah says they're going to have to be spectacular flowers. You know I use to know a guy once that could make some really amazing sugar roses. I'm mean these things looked so real. I personally would love to have someone make something like that for me. I'm pretty sure Rosalie Hale would appreciate a gesture like that." She says with a smile and dances her way back up front.

It's a perfect idea but I haven't done anything that good since before I lost Nessie. I don't know if I still have it in me. Maybe Alice is right. Rosalie just might like it. What am I saying of course she's right. In all the time that I have known Alice I've learned one important thing. You never bet against Alice. It's like she's physic or something.

I finish my tarts and make a mental list of what I'll need to attempt something I haven't done in years. I hope this works because I may have just met her but I know that I don't want to be without her. She's awakening something deep inside me and I'm afraid I'll go back to being lifeless without her.

A/N: I hope you liked this chapter. Please Review. Next up Rose's gets even sort of and Jake's grand gesture.