We walked back to Jakes house hand in hand. I felt a little better after talking with him. I was finally getting all of this drama off my chest. I looked towards Jakes house and saw Sam sitting on the porch with his head in his hands. I let out a small quite gasp of surprise. I didn't think he would hang around here.

Sam's head quickly shot up after I gasped. His eyes flickered between Jake and me. He quickly pushed himself off the porch and walked towards us.
"Bella." He said. I bit my lip and turned to Jake. Jake could see the concern and nervousness in my eyes as I gave him a hug.
"See ya Jake." I said and turned to walk to my bike. My plan was to keep ignoring Sam and to have enough self control to go home on my bike without acknowledging him. Jake grabbed my wrist before I could step out of his reach.
"Maybe you should give him a chance" Jake said nodding to Sam, who was walking over to us with a sorrowed expression on his face. I bit my lip again and looked at Jake. Jake gave me a hard stare and I rolled my eyes.
"Ok ok." I said giving up. "But I cant right now. Got to go home to Charlie." I said practically skipping towards my bike. Relief spread through me as I skipped past Sam and saw my bike. I didn't dare look back to see where he was.
"Bella." Sam whimpered behind me as I touched my bike.
I jumped and turned around. "Sam." Was all I could say.

His name felt so foreign to my tongue. I looked up to his sad eyes. He was so close to me. I felt like I could barely breathe. I took a small step back and hit my bike. I noticed Sam looked even more depressed as I stepped back. I tried to find some functionality in my brain to form words to say to him.
"Look Sam, I have to get home to Charlie right now. I'm gunna cook dinner for the two of us." I took a big breath.

"But maybe we can talk later." I said trying to sound as hopeful as possible. I saw Sam's face brighten. "Really?! Oh god, thank you Bells, I swear I didn't mean…."
I put my finger over his lip. "Later Sam." I said. I then hopped on my bike and took off.
When I got home I parked the bike and shut the door to the house behind me. I let out the breath I had been holding. Sam seemed to stay on my mind the whole ride home. This was ridiculous! I thought. Why couldn't I just get back with the kid and live my happily ever after? Oh yea, that's right, he pretty much yelled in my face and doesn't trust me. I stood there having an inner battle with myself till I realized Charlie was going to be home and I didn't even start dinner! I ran into the kitchen and started cooking. Just as I was almost done, thanks to my skills of cooking, (and my powers) Charlie walked in.
"Right on time Dad!" I said happily.
"Wow Bells, this smells really good." He said sniffing the air and hanging up his stuff.
"Thanks" I said while setting the table.
We ate and talked a bit. After we were done I cleaned up the dishes and Charlie went to watch the game. I told Charlie I was going to go upstairs and go to bed.

As I was walking up to my room I couldn't help but to think about Sam. Was I really ready to give him another chance? I then thought about the look on his face when I brought up the possibility of talking later. I thought of when my finger was on his lips, the spark I felt. I shook my head to clear my thoughts and went into my room.
I turned on the lights and noticed someone sitting on my bed.
"Fuck Sam!" I said while putting a hand on my chest. I glared at him and shut my door.
"What are you doing here Sam?" I asked as calmly as possible.
"You said we could talk." he said looking at me, watching my every move as I stood by the door.
I nodded and regained some composure.
"I know what I said, but it didn't mean you should break into my room and sit on my bed waiting. I mean do you have a death wish or something? I could have killed you with a flick of my finger, or a snap of my mind!" I yelled at him, feeling myself lose it. I took a breath and closed my eyes. "I don't even know where we even start Sam. I mean we are so lost already we mine as well call it quits while we can." I said quietly
"No!" Sam roared. He got off the bed and stood in front of me.

"Don't you ever say that Isabella Swan. Just because it's rough and feels like we are lost doesn't mean what we have isn't special. I will never quit on you Bella. You are my everything; I'm not just going to let you go because of what I said."
I shook my head and looked up at him.

"It's not just what you said Sam. I'm being so selfish and stupid! I'm reacting to the littlest things! I can barely hold myself together, and my confidence is wearing. I feel like im trapped and have no where to go. And the worst part is, you and the whole pack have to go through all of my mood swings! It's not fair to all of you. I went away to become a better person but look at what happened." I sighed leaning into his chest.

I felt Sam sigh and wrap his arms around me. His face was buried into my hair, smelling my scent as I buried my face into his hard muscular chest. I never really knew how much I missed his embrace until then.
"look." he started to say. "We both have our faults and we both have our problems, but when it comes down to it all, just know I love you. We love you. I don't care about your mood swings, I just care about you."
I looked up at him teary eyed and smiled, "thanks."
He gave me a smirk and kissed me. After a few minutes I pulled back and led him to my bed. I sat down and patted to the empty spot next to me. Sam wiggled his eyebrows taking my actions in a different meaning.

I laughed a little and shook my head. Sam walked over to the bed and plopped in his spot. I giggled like a little girl and Sam looked over at me and smiled. I looked at him, mesmerized by his face. I took in his smile.

It was genuine and full of love but also.... Mischief?? My eyes widened and I started to back away, but I wasn't quick enough. Sam caught me by the waist and rolled me over on my back and started to tickle me. I laughed and giggled pleading him to stop. My breath was coming out in short gasps. "Ok ok!" I panted with my hands on his rock hard chest. "I give."
He finally let me go and rolled off me, back onto his side of the bed. I rolled over on my side to face him and smiled.

God how I missed this man. I thought to myself. Sam caught me staring at him and turned towards me. He rested a hand on my cheek and caressed it with his thumb. I snuggled into his touch, feeling the warmth radiate off his body. He brought his lips closer to mine, and we met halfway.

We kissed with so much passion and fury it was mind boggling. Our lips parted and our tongues battled. I moaned as Sam traced my bottom lip with his tongue. His hand from my cheek traveled down to my waist, gripping it hard and bringing my body closer to his. His lips started trailing down to my jaw and to my neck. I moaned when he found my most sensitive spot.

"Sam" I panted. I held his head there and raked my hands through his hair.

"Mmm baby" was all I could say. He brought his mouth back up to mine and quickly scraped his teeth over my lip. His hands traveled under my shirt, rubbing up and down my sides.

"Sam" I whispered in his ear. He growled and kissed me hard on the lips again. I gasped when I felt his hardness between his legs, and Sam took that as a chance to attack my mouth with his amazingly skilled tongue.

One of his hands was now tangled in my hair while the other had resumed its firm grip on my hip. I raised my hips, practically grinding them with his. He growled squeezed my hip.

My hands raked from his back to his neck repeating the motion over and over. I didn't know how much I could take. His tongue was the most amazing thing.

"Sam!" I cried out as he sucked on my neck again and rubbed his erection against my core. He repeated his motions over and over again which came with more and more pleasurable reactions.

"Oh fuck Sam." I panted. Logic hit me. What we were doing, where we were doing it, it wasn't right. At least not right now.

"Sam" I said carefully. He looked up at me and I could tell he wanted to go further. I felt like giving in but I wanted our first time to be somewhere special and not when Charlie was around. Oh shit! Charlie! I sat up the best I could considering Sam was on top of me. I listened closely and heard the TV going and a faint sound of snoring.

I relaxed and fell back down on the bed. I looked up at Sam. His hair was in many which ways and his lips were red and plump. He definitely looked like a man who just got some, or was in an intense make out session. I giggled at my analysis and he looked at me with curiosity.

I looked into his eyes and smiled at him. I brought my hand up to his cheek and grazed my thumb over his face like he did with mine earlier.

"Come on babe. I gotta get up." Sam just looked at me with hurt in his eyes.

"I have to go change out of my clothes, I will be right back." I smiled at him. He gave me one last peck on the lips before he rolled off of me and I got up to go change into my pjs. After I was done getting ready for bed I walked in my room to find Sam in the same exact position I left him. His hands were under his head and he was lying on his back. I could see all his fine muscles and abs through his black shirt.

I pulled some composure and walked into my room, plopping down next to him on my bed.
"I was wondering when you would come join me and stop staring in the doorway." Sam said turning to me. I chucked and snuggled closer.
"I was just taking in all of your hotness" I said teasingly, trying to boost his ego. He chuckled a bit and smiled at me.

"Love you" he whispered in my ear.

"I love you too Sam". I said and then fell asleep in his arms.