A/N: Okay, here's the third part to the date. Now, unfortunately because these two wouldn't stop talking, I had to split it again, so the forth part is the final part. But good news! The forth and final part has already been written! :)

Thank you all so much for your amazing reviews and patience! You have no idea how much it warms me to see all the reviews waiting for me in my inbox!

As usual, great big Wolfie love to my best girl: Simply Jaded4.

Thank you to Madmamabear, Feebes and Snapesmistress for all of your help!

4. Should've Kissed You. P3

JPOV

Once we'd been seated, the waiter brought us our water and menus, then left us to browse over them in peace.

The tension and discomfort floating between us was driving me crazy. She was doing it; she was blocking me out. How did I know that? God knows, but I just felt it.

I shut my menu and placed it on the table. Bella's eyes snapped to mine in confusion, and just as she opened her mouth to speak, I cut her off.

"Don't do that," I said, my voice riddled with pain.

I hated that she was shutting me out, especially after everything she had told me. I didn't want her to feel uncomfortable around me.

Her brows pulled together. "Do what?"

"You know what. Don't shut me out."

A mixture of bewilderment and shock covered her flawless features. "Jake, I'm not sure I know what you mean?"

Yes, she did. It was written all over her face.

"Yes, you do," I stated simply. "You're shutting me out because I got too close, and something almost happened between us that neither of us would be able to take back."

Damn. When did I become such a mind reader?

Bella's mouth opened, then closed just as quickly. "Jake..." she breathed. There was a glint of unease shadowing her eyes as she averted them to the table.

What was that about?

Maybe it had something to do with her ex?

Should I call her on it?

No, better to wait. Let her tell me.

Fuck. How do I make things comfortable between us again?

Before I could ask her what's good here, Dickward made an appearance.

Seriously? Did this dude have fucking radar or something, telling him when he needed to interfere? 'Cause it seemed every time I made some progress with Bella, the fucker popped up.

"Can I get you anything else to drink, sugar?" he purred, while giving me a sultry smile.

The guy was leaning heavily in my direction, and Bella obviously noticed that he was feeling some interest in me. I was glad I hadn't eaten yet because that shit would seriously make me toss my dinner.

Ignoring his extremely unwelcome advances, I looked over towards Bella, only to find her fighting a smirk. Little minx.

"You ready to order, honey?"

Bella's eyes widened and sparkled. She then slipped that sexy little tongue out and ran it provocatively across her lips. Fuck if that didn't make my jeans tighten. "Sure am, baby," she winked at me. The little vixen was enjoying this. I was so gonna get her back later. "Could we start with some Sake, please? And some California rolls?"

Dickward scowled down at her and twisted his face in a disgusted manner. I swear down, I was about five seconds from introducing this douchebag to my fist."Oh, yeah, sure."

The waiter then turned his attention back to me, and stared right at me as if I was alone at the table and purred, "If there's anything else I can get for you, just let me know," then threw me a stomach-curdling wink.

This time, Bella's face fell and her usual beautiful face had now adopted a severely pissed off expression.

Ok, I'd had just about enough.

"Listen, I don't mean to be rude, but I'm here on a date with my girl. So tell me, sugar, how would your management feel if they found out you flirt with your male customers and ignore the female patrons?" I snapped, defending Bella and glaring up at him.

No one made my date feel uncomfortable. Uh-uh. Not fucking happening.

But then she did something that shocked the hell outta me.

She reached out and slowly, purposely, placed her hand over mine, stroking it sensually with her nail, while giving me what I could only describe as bedroom eyes. Fuck.

"Aww, baby, don't be too hard on him. After all, he has a point," she leaned forward, giving me a killer view of her cleavage. With her voice impossibly low, she purred, "You're hands down the sexiest guy in the place, but I'm the lucky one who gets to take you home." Her eyes were completely focused on mine, sparkling with sensuality, and her voice was dripping with seduction. Good God. My dick hardened instantly. "And I will be taking you home," she winked and blew me a seductive little kiss.

Holy fucking shit!

"You can't blame the guy for trying, honey. But," she moved her eyes off of me and into Dickward, presumably warning his nasty ass off, "If he needs anything, I'll be the one to make sure all of his needs are taken care off."

My jaw was practically kissing the floor.

That was, without a doubt, the sexiest thing I had ever witnessed.

The dude's eyes widened in shock as he gasped dramatically. What a fucking diva.

"I'll be right back with your drinks and appetizers, sir!"

Once he had retreated to the kitchen, Bella and I stared at each other for a few seconds before she smiled sheepishly and blushed. "You didn't have to do that, you know."

My eyes widened at that, and I shook my head in protest. "Yes, I did. He was making you feel uncomfortable, and like hell was I gonna allow that."

A jaw-dropping coy smile appeared on her gorgeous face as she nodded, and averted her now sheepish gaze to her plate.

I couldn't help but smile. She was so fucking beautiful and she didn't even know it.

~UH~

A little later, our Sake and rolls were placed in front of us.

First thought: the California rolls looked like something I could digest without bringing back up later, so that was good. The Sake, however, I wasn't sure about.

"So," Bella started, picking up one of her rolls. "Your girl, huh?" she smiled, teasingly.

We studied each other for a moment, my heart soared as a cheeky little smile played upon her cheeks.

It was then that I made my decision. It might've been too early to know for sure, but the amount of time we'd known each other was immaterial. We had this untameable and explosive chemistry, and that wasn't something I was about to let pass by.

Sooner or later, Bella Swan was going to be my girl.

~UH~

After our appetisers had been wolfed down-that shit was fucking tasty- and our entrées had been ordered, we once again fell back into an easy conversation. We talked happily and comfortably for around ten minutes, just chatting about normal, everyday things. And with each passing minute, I was beginning to feel more and more at home in her company, and dreaded the thought of leaving her.

Once our food had arrived, I looked down at the plate, wide-eyed and in amazement. Where was the rest of it? Was that it? A few roll-type things and some noodles?

Wow. Mental note: unless this stuff tastes like nectar from the Gods, we aren't coming back here again.

Like a pro, and oh-so-sexily, Bella picked up her chopsticks and began to sample the choices on her plate. I just watched her for a moment, studying her and the way her slender fingers wrapped around the sticks as she lifted it effortlessly and placed it gracefully into her mouth. Once the food passed her lips and disappeared from sight, I sat there and found myself getting jealous over a piece of seafood. I wanted to taste those succulent lips, slide my tongue inside that hot little mouth and lose myself in her forever. Fuck my life. How in the hell was I s'posed to get any food down my throat when that sexy shit wasq going on right across the table from me?

After she savored a few bites, and her eyes closed softly as she ate something clearly delicious, I couldn't help but gulp-hard. Seductive little moans of appreciation seeped from her mouth-which had me hard as fucking granite-as her tongue once again slipped out and collected any residue that resided on her plump lips. She looked back up at me and noticed that I hadn't touched any of mine. "You not hungry, Jake?"

I shook my head and, like the amateur I was, picked up my chopsticks and cluelessly started to poke at my food. "Nah, I'm just not sure how I'm s'posed to concentrate on eating when I have that sexy little display going on in front of me," I winked flirtatiously and smirked. My heart raced as I watched a gorgeous shade of red colour her cheeks. Stunning. "Plus, I was just admiring your mad skills when it comes to chopsticks."

Her eyebrows furrowed together, and she cocked her head to the side. "Have you never used chopsticks before?" she asked, confused. "I thought you said you loved sushi?"

Fuck. Talk about caught red-handed. "Uh, yeah, about that..."

Bella chuckled in amusement, and laid her sticks down on her plate. I thought for a fleeting moment that she was bailing on the meal, along with me. But then she scooted her chair back a bit and rose to her feet, never breaking the eye contact she held with me. She moved around the table with ease. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She was a vision, an angel. I was fucking spellbound. She came all the way around until she stopped next to my chair. I'm not gonna lie, confusion, nervousness and a strong sense of uncertainty flew through my body like Usain Bolt on a running track. But then I felt her lean over, place her lips excruciating close to my ear, and gently take my hands. Shit, I thought I would die right there.

When I felt her warm breath drift across my ear, I stiffened, making her smile. "Don't worry, I got you," she said in a feather-light whisper.

Yeah, she did have me, and she didn't even realise it.

I gulped hard when she lifted my hand with her own and instructed me to pick up my sticks.

Was I dreaming?

Yeah, that had to be it. I would wake up in a minute, alone, in my bed.

This angel was going to help me feed myself, but she was going to embrace me in her warmth in the process. Bella held me close to her chest; my body was screaming at me to turn slightly. I tried extremely hard to block out all impure thoughts of the fact my arms were grazing her breasts.

Fuck.

She took my hands and positioned the sticks properly between my fingers, and then guided my hand to my plate. I was dead. I was sure of it. There was no way this beautiful woman was about to feed me. It's just not possible.

With her own fingers, she dictated the movements of my hand, latched onto a bite and aimed it toward my mouth.

I groaned silently as her touch sent shivers down my spine and made my jeans tighten uncomfortably.

"Open up," she whispered thickly into my ear.

I groaned again and did as instructed. I took the food as graciously as I could and began to chew.

I tried to school the wince that has involuntarily appeared on my features as the raw food moved around my mouth and collided with my tongue, but unfortunately, I wasn't successful. It wasn't the best food I'd ever had, but it wasn't all bad.

A chuckle so soft and so pure came from her gorgeous mouth as she placed my chopsticks on my plate and returned her gaze to mine. "See? It's not that hard, you just need a little practice," she smiled and picked up her own chopsticks.

I smiled and shuffled closer to her. "I guess you'll have to stick around and teach me then, huh?" I winked, gazing directly at her.

A blush as beautiful as the sunset coloured her cheekbones. "I guess I will."

~UH~

As the meal wound down to its finish, Bella called the waiter-another guy, not Dickward, thankfully-over and in a hushed voice, she asked for something called wasabi sauce. At her request, the waiter smiled knowingly and nodded, then proceeded into the kitchen to retrieve the sauce.

In reaction, my brows furrowed in confusion. Oh-kay?

Bella turned back to me with those gorgeous brown eyes of hers, and a sly, secretive smile spread across her flawless skin.

My body tensed. Oh hell. What was she planning?

Obviously sensing my slightly worried curiosity, Bella threw me a breathtakingly stunning smile and winked. "Don't worry, I promise you'll like it."

I quirked my brow at her in suspicion. "What are you plotting, woman?"

She shrugged matter-of-factly. "Oh, nothing," she purred innocently, training her suggestive glance back to me, and smiling wickedly. "I'm just interested to see whether you're the kinda guy who likes things hot," she finished, winking teasingly.

Goddamn.

I knew that I was supposed be concerned about what she had just ordered, but to be honest, I really didn't give a fuck. The only thing going through my head right now? Holy. Fuck.

However, before I could voice exactly how hot I liked it, the waiter returned with a small white, square bowl filled with some weird green shit.

This was what she wanted me to try? I couldn't help but laugh inwardly. Of all the things I'd been challenged to do over the years, this was going to be the easiest. I mean shit, it looked like something my son threw up!

The corner of my lips tugged up in a cocky and slightly arrogant smile. Challenge accepted.

"This," she started brightly, picking up the matching white spoon enveloped in the green gunk, "Is wasabi sauce," she explained. "The subtle nuances and flavors of the wasabi enhance the mildness of the flesh of the seafood." Bella paused mid-way through her explanation to glance up at me. We gazed at each other for a moment, our eyes lingered on each other for just a second longer than required, but neither of us were able to look away. Those beautiful, liquid eyes held my mind, body and soul captive, and surprisingly, I didn't care. I was mesmerised, hypnotised and completely enchanted by this petite brunette. I wanted those eyes on me. I wanted her full attention, and dammit, any less wasn't good enough.

A stunning rose colour filled her cheeks as she sucked that sexy, plump, lower lip into her mouth and bit down on it. Fuck. My dick hardened instantly. Jesus, was this going to be the norm around her? Being constantly rock fucking hard? Huh. I guess that's a small price to pay. I wanted to do that; I wanted to draw that little piece of candy into my mouth and suck on it until I found my much needed Bella high. Actually, I wanted to reach over this damn table, pull her sexy ass into my arms and kiss those perfect lips wildly, but I guess watching enviously as she chewed on the very thing I wanted would have to do-for now.

"Here," she slowly-oh-so-fucking slowly-dipped the tip of her slender finger into the sauce, then lifted it to my lips. Fuck. Did she want me to lick this off her finger? A tortured groan involuntarily escaped my lips. Good god.

Gulping hard, I watchfully and guardedly I took her hand and guided her finger to my lips, then slipped it into my mouth. The look of pure hunger, desire, and unwavering sexual intensity sparkled in her dark, brown eyes as I brought her finger further into my mouth.

Fuck, she tasted amazing. And it wasn't just the sauce, it was her. So damn sweet.

Her eyes remained locked on mine as she bit down hard on her lip, ultimately preventing any moans of pleasure she may feel seeping out of her gorgeous mouth.

Christ, she was fucking exquisite.

Tenderly, I licked and lapped the sauce from her finger, the strong and overpowering taste of the sauce now starting to come through. Every thought I had about this being a sexual and desirable act quickly vanished and turned into something that was...well...fucking evil.

Within seconds my brain had liquified, and my eyes began to stream like Niagara freakin' Falls.

Quickly, and before I could inflict any pain on Bella, I removed her finger from my mouth and searched frantically for some relief.

The intimate and romantic moment we had shared was now well and truly over as the beautiful, little vixen sitting across from me chuckled softly and pushed my water glass closer to my hand, which was shaking fiercely now.

Fuck me! I coughed, slapping my hand aggressively over my chest. What was in that shit?! Talk about clearing the sinuses.

"Aww, poor baby," she continued to chuckle. "Drink the water, it'll help."

I grabbed the glass, and tried to give her a grateful smile, but as my luck would have it, it unfortunately came out as a demented scowl. She giggled in response and shook her head. Great, she's gonna think I'm a complete prick now. Awesome.

Sighing, I quickly poured the contents down my throat before I slammed the empty glass on the table, and sucked in a sharp breath, then struggled to muster the best impish smile I could. I had to rescue this epic fucking failure somehow.

"Glad you're f-finding this entertaining. I, on the other had, almost had my t-tongue melted off," I stuttered, panting, trying to catch my breath. Holy shit, that stuff was strong.

"Aww, you want me to kiss it better?" she whispered sexily, and smiling coyly. Her eyes once again locked with mine.

Suddenly the air was ripped out of me, and all I could do was nod my head. Speech was out of the question. There was no way I'd be able to form a coherent sentence if my life depended on it. The fatal combination of the fucking death trap I'd just digested, and the stunning little vixen sitting opposite me, had completely messed with my head.

But then, my slowly recovering synapses registered what she'd just said. She just offered to kiss it and make my tongue better. Shit. Somebody, quick, give me some of that wasabi crap-pronto!

"A kiss? I damn near had the roof of my mouth blown off and all I get's a kiss?" I chuckled in playful disbelief, picking up the plain, white polyester napkin and wiping my mouth.

Bella placed her elbows on the table and rested her chin in the palm of her hands, tilting her head to the side in an intrigued manner. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as a sly and knowing smirk coloured her face. "Okay, so what did you have in mind?" she asked with a smile. "Maybe some CPR? Or some mouth-to-mouth resuscitation?"

I chuckled and threw the napkin onto the table. "I could go for some mouth-to-mouth. You've already taken my breath away on more than one occasion tonight, so yeah, I'm thinking that's the least you could do." I smirked smugly and threw her a cheeky wink.

"Taken your breath away? Seriously? That's the best you've got?" she quipped, while smiling and shaking her head.

I cringed as I realised I'd just said one of the lamest pick-up lines known to man. Fuck my life. I really was outta practise with the whole dating shit. "That was kinda lame, huh?" I laughed nervously, while running my hand over my neck.

Bella smiled warmly, placed her hand over mine affectionately, causing my heart to stutter, and leaned over the table. "Jake, you don't have to be so nervous," she reassured me, gently.

Christ, was there no end to this woman's kindness?

"I'm not nervous. I just-I just haven't done this for a very long time," I admitted, quietly. My vulnerability was leaking through, making it so damn hard for me to think straight. "Guess I'm a little out of practise with this whole dating game," I smiled, weakly.

"Hey," she said tenderly, taking my hand with hers. "There's nothing wrong with being nervous. Hell, I was shaking like a leaf before you came to pick me up, and I'm not usually a nervous girl," she chuckled uneasily, a glint of apprehension swirled in her eyes. "But you don't have to feel that way with me. I want to be here with you; if I didn't I wouldn't have asked you here tonight. So, try to relax, ok? After all, you've already impressed and amazed me, so let's just enjoy this time together."

"You were nervous?" I asked with a crooked smile, curiosity and a hint of smugness edged my tone.

Laughing at my bluntness, she averted her amused gaze to her plate, picked up her chopsticks and began to play with the leftover pieces of rice. "I said all of that and all you got was 'you were nervous'?"

Okay, so maybe that did make me look a little bad, but I couldn't help the kick of adrenaline that surged through my body when she confessed she was nervous. Shit like that does wonders to a guy's ego, especially from women as beautiful and unique as her.

"I like the fact we were nervous-and I don't mean that in a bad way," I added quickly, as her perfectly shaped brow rose in challenge. "Guess it just means neither of us wanted to mess this up."

A small chuckle escaped her perfect lips, as she looked at me humorously. "Well, I think I'm one step ahead of you there, seeing as I forgot to make the reservations," she snorted, then shook her head in disbelief. "I mean, who does that? And I'm the one that asked you out," she laughed.

I smiled as a hearty chuckle rumbled through my chest. "Ah, I don't know. As first dates go, I'd say this one is pretty freakin' awesome."

Bella's cocked her head to the side in question and glanced up at me. "Oh yeah? And why's that?" Her eyes twinkled with something I could only describe as...desire. Fuck.

"Well..." I started, fiddling with the edge of my napkin. "I've had a really nice time. It's been a long time since I've laughed and smiled as much as I have tonight, plus it doesn't hurt that I'm here with a stunningly beautiful woman."

She smiled, blushed and bit her lip. Fuck. That blush was going to get me in some serious shit. "You certainly have a way with words, Mr. Black," she said, her gorgeous smile spreading further.

"Just being honest, sweetheart," I replied, watching contentedly as that sexy little blush continued to colour her face.

We sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes gazing at each other, absorbing the romantic and intimate ambience, when Bella's soft voice floated over my body and caressed my soul. Fuck. How does she do that?

"So, I know you said Ethan will be ok without you for a little while, but do you think he can hold out a little while longer?"

"I'm sure he can hang tight without me for a little while yet. Why's that, Miss Swan?"

"Well," she began, casually, "I thought I'd take you to a bar, get you completely wasted, then take you back to mine and seduce you."

I sat there shocked and open-mouthed.

Holy shit!

Did she just say she wanted to seduce me?

Well crap...

However, just as I'd processed her bold admission, she let out a loud laugh, letting me know she was messing with me. "I'm joking! Gosh, just what kind of girl do you think I am, Mr. Black?" She placed her hand over her heart in feigned offence. The sexy little grin on her face said it all.

Oh, so that was how it was, huh?

Sneaky little minx.

Okay. Okay. Two can play that game. "Seriously? You were joking?" I asked, my voice riddled with mock disappointment. "Well damn, there goes my plans for the night." I winked, showing her that I was playing along with her little game.

"Ooh, he's got game," she laughed, winking at me. "I like it." Her mesmerising, brown eyes pierced into mine as we openly and unabashedly flirted with each other. It was fun. It was spontaneous; it was us.

"So, as I was saying," Bella continued, smiling. "How would you feel about going somewhere a little more...relaxed?"

A little more relaxed? Damn, could this beauty read minds now? It wasn't that I wasn't relaxed now. If I'm completely honest, I just wanted to spend some quiet time with her-alone.

"Where were you thinking?" I asked, a grin painting my face.

Her eyes sparkled and lit up with excitement. "It's not something I can describe with words; I have to show you," she explained with a sly wink.

"Well then, by all means, lead the way, m'lady."

Bella chuckled, grabbed her purse and walked towards the cashier to pay for our meals-totally not fucking sitting right with me, by the way-then sauntered back towards me with an impish and troublesome smirk covering her face.

"Let's go," she said as she grabbed her bag and tucked it under her arm.

Smiling at her enthusiasm, I walked to her side, placed my hand on her lower back and guided her towards the entrance. I didn't know what it was, but feeling the heat from her slender body under my palm sent my body and mind into overdrive. The way she fit against my hand, fuck, it was like my hand was made to support her, hold her.

Just before we reached the entrance, Dickward came into our view scowling at Bella, making my damn blood boil.

Motherfucker.

His gaze snapped to my hand pressed against her back, and a vicious, jealous and slightly envious sneer plastered his face.

Just give me a reason asshole...

Bella must have sensed or felt me tense because she removed my hand from her back and fell into a comfortable step beside me, taking my hand with hers and interlacing our hands in a territorial manner. A smug smirk covered my face as I held the hand of the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen, while proudly, yet silently, telling every male onlooker in the place that this girl was with me.

As I pressed my hand onto the glass door, Dickward rudely and unnecessarily shouted over to us, "I do hope everything was to your satisfaction?" while looking straight at me and ignoring Bella.

Was this punk fucking serious?!

I started forward with my fists clenched, ready to teach this douchebag some respect, when, once again, the sassy little thing in my arms surprised the fuck out of me. She placed a soft, yet possessive, hand on my chest, while simultaneously tightening her grip on my hand in a reassuring manner. "Well, the service could've been better, but the food was lovely and I have a feeling the rest of our night will more than satisfactory," she finished, glaring at fuckface.

As she moved her gaze back to me-which had now softened-she smiled and lowered her exquisite, brown eyes to my lips, licking her own hungrily. Fuck.

Feeling something feral, primal and animalistic come alive within me at the pure desire radiating from her, I snaked my arms around her petite waist, and pulled her in close, looking down at her with matched passion. "Damn straight it will be," I growled, my lips hovering dangerously close to hers. Fuck, I wanted to kiss her so damn badly. "C'mon, gorgeous," I breathed hotly against her lips. "Lets get outta here."

That sexy blush slowly appeared on her cheeks as she smiled and bit her lip. "I thought you'd never ask."

As we headed towards the door, I couldn't help but smile as her small hand moved from my chest to my back and slipped it into the back pocket of my jeans, grasping my ass firmly. Christ! If she kept doing shit like that, there's no way I would survive this. Apparently a serious case of blue balls was on the menu for me. Awesome.

Ignoring that depressing thought, I leaned down and whispered thickly in her ear, "Little troublemaker." While throwing her my megawatt, pearly-white, cheeky smile.

She chuckled and shrugged nonchalantly. "Baby, I never claimed to be anything less."

Damn...

What do we think? Are we liking their date so far? I promise, hand on my heart that the next part is the final part of chapter four!

Thank you so much for reading!

Until the next time,

Cat.