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3. MOM

I took the phone from Jacob and hovered my thumb over the 'talk' button. I needed to call my mom and tell her about Jacob. Not only that I was with Jacob, but that I was going to be marrying him.

"Go ahead, I'm right here." Jacob was right. With him there, I had nothing to worry about. He always made me feel better.

I pushed the 'talk' button and dialed my mom's number. I waited as the phone rang. It rang a second time. I was hoping it would go directly to voicemail, but the phone was answered. "Hello?"

"Hi, Mom?"

"Terry! I'm so glad you called, I haven't heard from you since you told me you were leaving to visit Bella. How is she?" She was being so cheery and happy, I wondered how long this attitude would last.

"She's good. She got married actually." I could feel my stomach turn at the mention of marriage. Jacob rubbed my arm.

"Bella? Bella Swan?"

I laughed. "Bella Cullen, actually." Bella was never the type of person who seemed like she would get married at such a young age. Not to say she resented her parents for marrying young, but she felt they might still be together if they didn't.

"I can't believe it…" Mom was quiet for a while before she continued speaking. "You found someone special over there, haven't you?"

"What…?" That took me off guard. My mom was always very perceptive, it just was weird to have her know that being so far away. "How did you know?"

She laughed. "You haven't come back to Phoenix since you left to see Bella. I just had a feeling a special someone had something to do with that." She was right, well for as much as she knew. My mom didn't know I came back for three months.

I discovered Jacob could hear the phone conversation, given the close proximity and his wolf senses. He smiled and shook his head. "Your mom's good."

I nodded. That she was.

"So… Tell me. Who is it? Do I get to meet her?" There it was. The mention of 'her'. It wasn't a 'her', it was a 'Jacob', a man. A wolf-man, but a man none-the-less.

"Yeah you'll get to meet… him… at the wedding…" I waited with baited breath for her reaction.

My mom was quiet for a long time. I started to get worried and Jacob smiled at me and rubbed my arm again. When my mom did speak again, it was very quiet. "What's his name?"

"Umm… Jacob. Jacob Black." I turned so I could look into his chocolate eyes. He smiled and pressed his lips to mine quickly.

"Are you… happy?"

"Of course I am, Mom. I love Jacob with all of my heart. Without him… I don't think I could live." I touched the side of his face.

"Can I talk to him?" Again, I was taken off guard. I didn't expect her to want to talk to him.

"Yeah, sure." I handed Jacob the phone.

Jacob took the phone and spoke proudly. "Hello, this is Jacob."

I tried to listen to what my mom was saying, but I lacked the super hearing necessary.

"Uh-huh. … Yes. … Of course. … I understand. I want you to know that I love your son more than life itself. There is nothing I wouldn't do for him. … Alright. … Thank you. … Goodbye." Jacob smiled as he handed the phone back to me.

"What was that about?" I covered the mouth piece on the phone.

He shook his head. "Nothing. It's between me and her."

I gave him a look and he just shrugged his shoulders and smiled. I put the phone back to my mouth. "Hi."

When she spoke again, it was lighter and cheery again. "I'm happy for you." With those words, it felt like an enormous weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. My mom was ok with me being with Jacob. "Now what's this about a wedding?"

"Oh… uhh… Jacob proposed to me. We haven't decided on a date yet, but we'll be sure to let you know." I looked down at my engagement ring.

"So what're you doing about your name? Are you changing your last name, or what?"

"I… haven't even thought about that." I looked up at Jacob who was looking off with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Well alright then. I love you."

"I love you too, Mom."

"Oh and tell Jacob he's ok." Even though she was far away, I could tell she was smiling.

"I will. Bye Mom." I hung up the phone and look at Jacob. "That wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be."

"I'm 'ok'? Just 'ok'? I'm so much better than that. I'm awesome." Jacob crossed his arms in front of himself.

I smiled and leaned against his shoulder. "Whatever you say."

We were both quiet for a while, before Jacob tilted my head up to look at him. "So, what are you going to do about your name?"

"I honestly don't know, Jake. What do you think?" I was hoping he might have some input.

"Whatever you want, is fine with me." He smiled and pressed his lips to mine. Of course, he was no help.

"No, really. What do you want?" I wasn't going to settle for his subtle indifference, when I knew he had an opinion.

"What do you want?"

"Jacob, stop. I want your opinion."

He sighed. "Well of course I want you to change your last name to Black. It's only natural considering I'm the man." A sly smile crossed his lips.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm never going to get a serious answer out of you am I?"

Jacob shook his head. "I told you, whatever you want is fine with me." I got up and walked over to the door. He stood up after me. "Wait, where are you going?"

"I'm gonna get Edward. Then I will ask you again, and he'll tell me what you're really thinking." I turned the knob and walked outside.

"Terry wait." Jacob grabbed my arm and pulled me back inside. "I'll tell you, but I don't want my opinion to influence your decision. I want you to change it to Black, because then you really belong to me. But you don't have to. If you want to keep your last name that's fine too. I don't want you to feel like you're losing yourself or your family. It's totally up to you."

I nodded my head. "Thank you. It's something I need to think about."

Jacob shook his head. "You've been through enough today. Why don't we just…" He motioned to our bedroom with his head, a seductive smile on his lips.

I smiled and put my hand on his bare chest, pushing him away from me. "Is that all you think about?"

"Hey, maybe I'm in heat, being a dog and all." He laughed.

"You're always in heat."

Jacob put a hand on my waist, pulling my body tight against his. "So sue me." He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine.