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22. LOVE

I was woken up by the bright sunlight shining through the blinds onto my face. I opened my eyes to see Jacob staring back at me. A smile slowly crossed his lips. "Good morning, baby."

I rolled my eyes. "Oh don't start the ridiculous nickname things. It always seems so phony to me. I want you to just call me Terry, look deep into my eyes and say my name. No 'baby' or 'honey' or anything."

"Good morning," He placed his hand on the side of my face, staring deeply into my eyes, as he huskily whispered. "Terry."

I slowly nodded my head. "Good morning, Jacob…"

Jacob smiled before he stretched, getting out of bed. He dropped to the ground doing a couple of push ups. I sat up and watched him, his tight muscles constricting and relaxing as he did it. When he finished he walked over and put his shorts back on. "Here." He handed me some clothes.

"Thanks." I quickly got dressed and Jacob and I walked outside onto the deck over looking the bay.

The sun was bright and shining, the sky clear and blue. Jacob inhaled deeply. "Such a beautiful day. It's gonna be a shame when we have to leave here and go back to gloomy, depressing, overcast Washington." He laughed.

"Well we have two weeks here. Let's make them the best two weeks we possibly can by-"

"By having so much sex!" Jacob interrupted me. "I knew we were on the same page! We're like soul mates!" He laughed.

"That's-"

"Exactly what you were thinking, right?" He smiled. "I'm just kidding. We can't have sex the whole time we're here. I don't think you'd make it."

I rolled my eyes and walked back inside. Jacob and I both took out turns in the bathroom, showing and teeth brushing and all that. When I finished mine, I sat at the kitchen table staring out the window, just imagining what we could possibly do that day.

Jacob walked into the kitchen from the bathroom, his shorts hugging his muscular hips. His body still wet from the shower, water trailing down in rivulets over his pecs and abs. I swear he does that just to taunt me. When he saw me staring at him, he laughed. "Like what you see?"

"It's not bad." I turned away from him crossing my arms over my chest. "I've seen better."

"I'm sure." He walked over to the refrigerator, opening the door. "Alright, what do you want for breakfast, Mr. I-want-to-have-sex-with-my-half-naked-husband-so-badly-but-I'm-just-going-to-pretend-I-don't-even-notice-how-hot-he-looks-with-the-water-glistening-on-his-beautifully-sculpted-muscles?"

I just stared at him wide-eyed.

Jacob burst out laughing. "Yeah, I guess that name is a bit of a mouthful, isn't it?" He was silent again before he laughed harder. "Just like something else I give you! Hey-oh!" He clutched his sides and sank to the floor in a fit of hysterical laughter.

"You know what? I'll make breakfast. I don't think children are allowed to cook." I stood up and took out the eggs from the refrigerator.

"Go ahead. Less work for me to do." Jacob smiled. "I'll be on the porch."

I starting cracking open the eggs, feeling triumphant about my little snide comment about Jacob acting like a child when the realization hit me. He tricked me into making breakfast. "God damn it!"

I could hear his laughter coming from outside.

"So what do you feel like doing today?" Jacob put his fork down on his freshly licked-clean plate.

I cleared the table and brought the dishes to the sink. "I don't know. What do you want to do?"

When I turned to look at Jacob, he had a huge smile on his face.

I sighed. "I mean besides that!"

He laughed and then stood up, pulling me into a tight hug. "Anything you want to do will be fine with me, as long as I'm with you."

Only Jacob could go from thinking of sex to saying something so romantic within seconds. "That was pretty corny, you know that, right?" But, I couldn't let him know that I found him so romantic.

He smiled down at me. "Whatever you say."

"Would you mind if we didn't do anything today? We could just stay here, enjoy the sun. You know, soak up the rays. We can't get that in Washington very often." I pointed out the window to the bright sun shining in the blue sky.

Jacob chuckled. "You could use some of those rays. You're quite the pale face. Some might mistake you for a vampire."

I held my arm out into the sunlight. "Does it look like I'm sparkling?"

Jacob covered his eyes, screaming. "My eyes! Your pasty white skin burns my eyes!"

I shoved his chest. "Shut up!" I turned around and walked over to the door.

"No, no. Come here." He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling my back up against him.

"Let me go, you jerk."

"No, come on. You know I'm just playing with you. I love your pasty white skin." He started kissing the back of my neck.

"You know what? I'll just do you a favor and keep my clothes on from now on when I'm around you to save your eyes." I leaned my head back onto his shoulder.

"Yeah?" He tilted his head down and kissed my lips softly. "We'll see how that goes."

-A/N-
There are some pictures of the lakes at the place Jacob and Terry are staying on my profile if you want to look at them.