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I turned on my radio and played it as loud as I could without it being loud enough to both Uncle Charlie and Billy. I needed it to fill the awkward silence between me and Jacob.

Jacob Black had almost kissed me!

My face burned bright red. I glanced at the floor and dunked my brush back into the can of paint. I tried to focus on my strokes. I had been painting the same spot for over five minutes. I tried though. But Jacob's face popped into my head; the longing in his dark eyes, the piney-oak smell that had come off his skin. I glanced over my shoulder at him. He stood by my door with the paint roller in his too large hand. He turned his head and looked back at me.

I froze, my face burning yet again. I turned away and began painting a new spot of the wall.

"I'm sorry" Jake suddenly said.

"What?" I asked.

He sighed. "For almost kissing you. That was over the line"

It wasn't over the line. I wanted you to. I widened my eyes at my own thought. What was I talking about? I hardly knew Jacob . . . I couldn't fight the feeling inside me that was slowly gaining strength. I wanted to know everything about him and I wanted him to know everything about me. There would be no secrets between us. I felt a deep attraction towards him that was beyond words.

I smiled at the wall. "It's okay, I forgive you"

"Thanks. It's just been really hard with everything" he muttered.

I put my brush on the ground and sat on my bed. I patted a spot next to me. "Tell me about it"

Jacob studied his feet and came over to my bed. He sat on the very edge and ran a hand through his short black hair.

"Bella used to come to La Push a lot after her boyfriend Edward Cullen . . ." His jaw tightened when he said Edward's name, "left her. Sometimes she would hold onto her chest, like she was trying to hold herself together. Scared the crap out of me. I wanted to make her feel better. To forget about him"

He studied his hands. "I loved her. Bella didn't love me though. Her heart always belonged to him"

"I'm sorry"

Jake got up from my bed and walked back to his wall and began painting again.

"Can we talk about something else?" he asked.

"Sure, what do you want to talk about?"

Jake turned and smiled. "I want to hear more about you"

"There's a lot to hear" I laughed quietly.

He shrugged and glanced around my room. We only had a wall and one fourth finished. He grinned. "I have plenty of time"

I smiled back. "Okay fine. I'm the youngest of four kids. I have a brother, Ezra, and twin sisters, Aria and Alari. My dad was Charlie's younger brother. He went to college in Phoenix, Arizona and met my mother there. They were married for ten years when my dad died in a plane crash on his way to Hawaii for a business trip"

My eyes started to water. I wiped the tears away. Jake started at me for a moment. He walked toward me in long strides, pulling me into a bear crushing hug. The heat that surrounded that came from his skin took my breath away. He was so hot.

"I'm sorry" He whispered into my hair. "My mom died in a car crash. I was only a little kid"

"I hardly knew him. I was only six years old. My siblings told me plenty of stories though. I knew him through their memories. That's the closest I'll ever get to my own father" I bit my lip.

Jake pulled away just enough to look down at my face. He wiped away the tears on my cheeks with his thumb.

"Let's take a break and do something fun"

I raised an eyebrow. "Like what?"

Sorry that's all for now. I will finish writing chapter fourteen soon! :) Please review ~SARH~