A.N: Oh. And for the sensitive ones, there's a slight sugary grapefruit-smoothie alert in this one;) Sort of. I think.

Mexico

"Nessie" my dad said.

I thought I could detect a strange edge to the way he said my name. He was sitting opposite me in the living room in the main house. I'd just gotten here after school. I'd just been thinking about the silly conversation with my friends earlier today, and earned a slightly amused, slightly disapproval look from my father. My mom was in the kitchen with Esme and Carlisle.

Yes? I didn't bother to answer him out loud.

"We got a call from the Denali-coven just before you came home from school today. They invited us to visit.

" Okay"

"Alice and Jasper might be joining us as well, straight from college"

"When are we going?" It had been a while since the last time I'd seen them now.

"They invited us for the weekend, so we're leaving tonight."

"Oh" I said. But then I had second thoughts. Oh. I wasn't sure how Jacob would like it if I left right now. This was not the best time to leave him alone in his fathers house. He seemed fine, yeah, when he was with me. When he was alone, he got sad. I guess he could join us, but I didn't think a weekend trip packed with vampires was high up on his priority-list right now.

I barely noticed that my dads eyes narrowed as he listened to my train of thoughts.

"I don't think I'll be going with you" I said. My dad nodded slowly. His eyes were still squinted, as if he waited for me to say more.

"I can understand that" he said truthfully. He paused. "So you're just going to stay here with Jacob, then?"

The strange edge to his voice came back. Like when he was trying to hide something. Too smooth. He looked at me, kind of baffled that I'd noticed.

I know you, I thought, sending him a searching look. He dropped the facade then, letting out a resigned sigh.

"Just behave yourselves" he muttered.

I stared at him for a second, wondering what he meant by that. My honest confusion seemed to make him smile, and he visibly relaxed in front of me.

What do you...?

But then I got it, and if I hadn't been so surprised I would have blushed violently.

"Dad!" I exclaimed, my voice high with indignation. I realized he'd been searching for my reaction to his news all the way through our conversation. As if he had suspected me to think Yes! This is the chance! Finally alone! Time for some bed-bouncing! and then quickly tried to hide my thoughts by retelling the Bible or something. Jeez,dad.

You know why I don't want to leave him here alone, I thought. I didn't want Jacob to retreat into sadness again.

"I know. I guess I knew all the way you'd want to stay. But you've become good to hiding your thoughts from me. So I had to check." he smiled. The sharp edge to his voice was gone, and he seemed totally relaxed. He'd found out he had nothing to worry about.

I didn't even dignify that with an answer. Thoughts were originally private things, and originally something my dad should just butt out from. Dad burst out laughing as he heard me and saw my expression.

"You know" he mused. "sometimes you are very like your mother".

They left a couple of hours later, promising to call when they arrived. They would only be gone for a few days, so it was no big deal. My mom refused to leave until I had called Jacob and told him they were leaving. She'd been a little overprotective after the whole kidnapping incident in February. Guess I could understand that.

I finally reached Jacob on the phone. He had been out with the pack (a good sign. It had taken a few days after Billy passed away before he'd even wanted to phase, but he seemed cool with it now) and he seemed exhausted when I spoke to him. He offered to come over, but I said I could come over to his place instead. He didn't seem to be up for another run.

My family left, and I took off into the woods headed to La Push. The sun had disappeared behind a blanket of clouds (no wonder, this was Forks), and I thought I could detect a faint scent of rain in the air. Of course the sunny weather couldn't last. But I didn't mind, I liked rain.

I reached La Push in just a few minutes, and started walking when I could see Jacobs house. I wondered what we would be doing this weekend. He might have to do some pack-stuff, but I didn't have any plans. I was glad, it would be nice to have some alone-time with Jake, especially now that he seemed to be doing a lot better. Since Billy passed away, we hadn't had much focus on us. Don't hear me wrong, it was very understandable and I didn't complain. But it would be nice being just Jacob and Nessie like we used to be.

I was about to knock on the door when I noticed the soft, even breathing coming from inside. I leaned closer to the door and gently pushed it open. I peeked in. Jacob was sitting on the far too small couch. He was sleeping, his head lolled backwards against the pillows.

I smiled to myself and closed the door behind me as I entered. He really was exhausted, wasn't he. I walked over to him and sat down beside him. He woke with a startle.

"Oh" he said, and blinked a few times. "Hi"

I smiled down at him as he rubbed his eyes in confusion and looked around. He looked like he could use a good nights sleep.

"I really think we should get you to bed" I said.

"Come on, it's only like four in the afternoon" He leaned his head back against the couch and closed his eyes again.

"It's seven"

"I rest my case"

"You're the one who needs rest."

Jacob snorted. "Funny."

"You're tired" I insisted.

"I'm fine. Just give me a second to wake up"

I looked at him, sitting in front of me with his eyes closed. He looked tired, that's what he looked, from running out with the pack all night. And I think he might was in danger of falling asleep on the couch again.

"Why don't you want to go to bed?"

"I want to be here with you"

He opened his eyes to smile at me. It was a sleepy smile.

"Okay, okay" I smiled back and then got an idea. "You can just sit here, then, while I go and take a nap in your bed. Because I'm exhausted."

And then I stood up and went into his room, leaving him in the couch staring after me. I laid down in his bed and started counting to ten.

I got to seven.

"You're cunning"he said as he wrapped the cover aside and laid down behind me. I turned around to face him, a big smile on my face.

"Well it worked"

"You're not really exhausted, are you?" he murmured.

"Nope"

He pulled me closer and wrapped me up in his arms, and it didn't last long before his breaths became heavy and he fell asleep.

I let him sleep for a couple of hours. He needed it. And we had all weekend together. I watched as it started to get dark outside the window, and the day slowly became night. The only sound was Jacob's even breaths and the quiet tapping of the rain outside.

Jacob sighed heavily beside me, and when I looked over at him he opened his eyes. He blinked a few times before he saw me clearly, and then tightened his grip around me. He didn't say anything, but started to glide his hand up and down my back in a soothing movement.

"Were you out running all night?" I whispered. Some sleep had done him well. He smiled.

"Yeah..." he said, his voice drifting away as he took me in. We stared at each other for a few seconds and the atmosphere got gradually more tense.

He didn't let go of my gaze. The look in his eyes almost made me shiver, it was so intense. If I had been standing I'm sure my knees would have buckled by now. My hand absentmindedly started to wander over his chest; I wasn't even aware I was doing it. After what seemed like minutes his lips crashed down on mine and I let out a shaky exhale.

He kissed me with a surprisingly determination, as if he just couldn't hold back. He rolled us around so that he was laying on top of me and he wrapped his big hands around my face. His lips were frantic and I kissed him back just as hungrily. The intensity of it all surprised me, and I couldn't even remember the last time we had kissed like this.

I let my hands wander up and down his body, over the muscles on his back and arms, over his triceps bulging from supporting his weight. I finally wrapped my arms around his waist, gently pulling him closer to me. He closed the distance between us and allowed himself to rest some of his weight on me. His open-mouth kisses were warm and soft and was making my insides turn all warm and fuzzy.

He moved one hand from my face to bury in my hair behind my neck, as I hitched both of my legs up to wrap around him. His mouth crashed against mine again, and I reacted by arching my back into him. His hand that was not buried in my hair, started to roam over my body, and he ended up wrapping it around my breast. At the same time he pulled his lips just a little bit away from mine and opened his eyes, silently asking if this was okay. I almost groaned out loud before I yanked his lips back to mine. Of course this was okay.

Luckily his hesitance ended there. He roamed, fondled and explored as our breaths became more and more ragged. I wrapped my hands around his neck and shoved him an image of us sliding around, so that I would be sitting on top of him. He flipped us over at once, doing exactly as I wanted with no hesitation or objection. I rested my knees on each side of his hips and continued to kiss him feverishly.

He followed my every move, his big hands wrapping almost all the way around my hips. I let my hands roam freely over his bare chest, and he tugged the shirt I was wearing, making it slip down from my shoulders. My stomach started to tingle again, with anticipation this time. I let the shirt slide further down, all the way to my elbows. Jacob let out a sound in the back of his throat, almost like a growl. I deliberately let my tongue graze his lower lip. He made another noise and remover my shirt completely. I don't know where it ended up, and I really couldn't care less.

His hands pressed against the small of my back, his fingers fumbling with the fabric of my t-shirt. One of his hands slid up, pressing against the bare skin of my back. My thoughts started to wander. We had the whole house to ourselves. No one was expected to drop by. And we would have the house to ourselves for the whole weekend. I would be staying here with him. For two nights. Alone. Just the two of us. God. My stomach curled. In a good way.

His hands roamed over my bare back now, slipping my t-shirt upwards exposing my stomach. One of his hands wandered forward to gently cup my breast under the t-shirt, on top of my bra. I could feel his hesitation first, but an apology was not what I wanted.

This whole situation was unexpected. When I went over to La Push today, when my dad talked to me earlier, this had been far from my mind. I didn't think we were there yet. But maybe we had been for a while, only we'd never gotten the opportunity. I hadn't thought Jacob was in the mood really, after all that had happened lately.

According to the bulge that was pressing against my thigh, he really was in the mood.

He placed his hands on each side of my hips, and flipped us back over again. My head crashed down against the pillows, his lips never leaving mine. Both of his hands started to move upwards over my stomach, dragging the t-shirt along. Right before he reached my bra, he stopped and pulled his head back, breaking the kiss. I let out a little whine in protest and opened my eyes.

The look he sent me made me visibly shiver. His eyes were blazing and they were clouded with want and love. And maybe a little tad of hornyness.

"Ness" he whispered, barely making a sound at all. I let my fingers trace the muscles of his back. "Is this okay?".

He tugged my t-shirt a little bit, to make sure I knew what he meant. I nodded, looking into his eyes to let him know I meant it. His lips were back on mine in the next second. He continued to move his hands upwards and had finally pushed the t-shirt all the way over my bra. I moved my hands from his back to lift them over my head , so that he could remove the t-shirt completely. His lips had to break free from mine from a moment, but were back against mine the same second my head came free from the t-shirt. He tossed the t-shirt somewhere. Didn't care.

So careful and hesitant, giving me the time to stop him if I wanted to, he moved his hands up my stomach. He reached my bra and then he paused.

"Is this..?" he started, opening his eyes. I didn't let him finish, but captured his lips with mine. He took that as a yes, and slowly moved his thumb to wrap around the thin fabric of my bra. I felt him shudder as he caressed my bare skin and I smirked to myself. Not once did he break the kiss and look down though, but continued our feverish kissing.

On their own accord, my hands started to wander downwards over his body. They reached the small of his back, moved down his backside and over his hips to find the front of his pants. He was wearing cut offs. Denim. Stupid thing. I fumbled a little bit with unhooking the button. He made a sound in the back of his throat, like if he tried to suppress a groan.

I managed to unhook it though, and pulled the zipper down. My hands were surprisingly steady. I tugged at his pants just a little bit, to make him help me remove them. He did, his lips never once letting go of mine. I heard a soft thud as his shorts hit the floor.

Jacob lifted himself off me only to lay down beside me. Hid lips still never left mine. Only when my hands wandered down to the elastic band of his boxers, he broke the kiss. He didn't pull away though, but rested his forehead against mine. He opened his eyes and looked at me, trying to keep his shaky breaths under control.

I looked down without thinking, and somehow I couldn't make myself look away. Jacob was absolutely amazing, laying here beside me in his boxers. I don't think I ever realized before how absolutely handsome he was. And those muscles. I looked down at his black boxers, and didn't even blush. I had a feeling my eyes were about to pop out though, so I managed to tear my eyes back up to his face. And I realized I was not the only one struggling to keep my eyes to myself. His eyes were kind of popping out too.

I smiled, and put a hand under his chin. He looked up, and for a second the look he sent me told me how completely unbelievable and wonderful he felt right now, and then his lips crashed back against mine. I wound my arms around his neck, and both of his arms wrapped around my waist. He was everywhere, and I was everywhere, and there was no way of stopping it.

He let one of his hands slide down my stomach, reach my belly button and then go even lower as he reached the lining of my jeans. He started to fumble with the button, and finally managed to open it. With a shaky hand he slowly started to move the zipper down. And then my cellphone rang.

I groaned out loud and tore my lips away from his. Come on, this was getting really annoying! This happened every time! Irritated I reached for the phone and put it to my ear, without moving an inch away from Jacob. Before I'd even huffed out a "hello", I could hear Alice's voice in the other end. Her voice was loud and clear and it filled the whole room.

"Nessie, if you sleep with Jacob now, you better not bring him home with you on Sunday because he wont be able to control his mind and then Edward is going to trace him all the way to Mexico"

I looked at Jacob. His eyes were sparkling. My thumb hovered over the end-button and I heard Alice sigh.

"I knew you wouldn't listen. Be safe then, and remember to use a cond..."

I hung up before she'd even finished, and the phone was on the floor. It would survive. I don't know how the hell she knew what we were doing, she sure couldn't see us. Blind-spots, remember. She must have seen dads reaction. Whatever. Right now I couldn't care less.

Jacobs lips were back against mine and I was just about beginning to enjoy it, when he suddenly pulled back and broke free from my lips.

"Wait. There's just one thing I need to do" He pushed himself up from the bed before he bent down and picked up my phone from the floor. "And I need this"

Huh?

I sent him a confused look, feeling a bit left and exposed.

"Just stay right there"

Jacob sent me a quick, amazed smile, before he opened the door and left the room. I was left on his bed, feeling absolutely confused. I shook my head trying to clear it.

What the hell just happened?

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