When I woke up it was still dark. I was really hot. I guess that was because I was tucked up against Sam. His arms were keeping me close to him. I could feel the entire length of his body against my own, hot and solid. I could feel his steady, even breathing against my neck and couldn't help the shiver that ran through my body.
I gently pulled his arms away from my body and slid out. Sighing as I walked to the kitchen. At least I wasn't limping now. Hell, that hurt last night. I checked my forehead in the mirror in the hall and winced when I saw the bruise again. It was a big one.
I looked at the clock on the kitchen wall, it was only 6 am. I made some coffee and jumped up on the counter. Sipping my nectar and swinging my legs like I was four years old again only now I had caffeine.
It was probably five minutes later, I had finished my coffee and was staring into space when I heard a shuffling and looked up to see Sam walking in the room, rubbing his eyes. He looked so cute, my breath caught when I saw him.
"I waited for you to come back. But you didn't, so I came to find you." he mumbled sleepily, I don't think he would have told me that if he had been fully awake.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. I thought I had been quiet." I said as he kept walking towards me. Oh god, all that control is unravelling and I falling fast.
"I'll always feel your absence." he mumbled, and I stopped breathing.
He kept on walking towards the counter and settle between my legs. His hands going around my waist and his head resting against my shoulder. I wanted to push him away, I wanted to tell him that I wasn't ready. But I couldn't. Because no matter how much I told myself I didn't, I did want this. God how I wanted it.
I raised my hand and played with his hair and he started nuzzling my shoulder.
"Do you want coffee?" I asked, and he groaned an affirmative.
I reached over and refilled my mug and held it out to him. He leant back, so that he stood up straight, but was still standing between my thighs. He raised the mug and took a long swallow.
When he sat the mug down he looked a lot more awake. His eyes shined a bit more,
"Hey." he smiled and I chuckled at him.
"You look tired." I said, crinkling my nose as I poked his cheek.
"You know what will fix that?" he asked, I frowned at his tone which was somewhat mischievous.
"Wh—"
I was cut off by his lips crashing against mine. And like before, all my control and my free will disappeared as I focused on the sweet taste of him.
We really went for it. This was a fast and furious kiss. Our lips moving quickly and falling hard against each other. Our tongues dancing and stroking roughly. As if he really wanted me to see something. My fingers gripped his hips and his hands went to my hair again, he pulled to tilt my head back more so that he could plunge his tongue deeper into my mouth. He groaned and the same time I moaned. He nipped and sucked on my bottom lip and my fingers squeezed tighter. I slid my hands down his back to just above his boxers, my fingertips slipping slightly under the material to discover more delicious skin. He sucked my tongue into his mouth and pulled me closer to him.
Then there was an uncomfortable clearing of the throat that came from the kitchen doorway and some smothered laughing.
Both our heads shot up and took in to vision of Dad and Billy in the doorway and all the boy behind them. They had all witnessed mine and Sam's battle of the tongues.
I gasped and shoved Sam back roughly. He went quite far if I say so myself, considering he's like way bigger than me. I did myself proud.
I turned back to Dad, who looked somewhat scarred. "Daddy, he took advantage of me." I pouted as I pointed at Sam. It was the truth, he hadn't asked my permission and it wasn't my fault I could control myself afterward.
The guys just laughed. And Dad and Billy raised their eyebrows.
"You weren't exactly protesting, Honey." Dad said.
"He jumped me. I just went along with it." I pouted even more.
"Yeah, we saw." Billy laughed and I stuck my tongue out at him.
"How come you're here this early?" I asked dad.
"I'm making everyone breakfast, before Billy and I go fishing." he informed as all the boys settled down in a seat around the large kitchen table that would easily fit everyone. Dad started pulling bacon and sausages and all the bits and bobs for pancakes out of the fridge.
"Dang, are you taking the truck?"
"Yeah. Why?" he turned the stove on and got to work. Sam moved to sit down at the table.
"'Cause I wanted to borrow it to go down to Port Angeles, but I needed someone to come with."
"How come?"
"I'm gunna get a car." I said sweetly as he turned to look at me.
"What kind of car?" he asked warily.
"it's a surprise." I sung. He shook his head and carried on cooking.
"Were did you get that." dad poked my on the forehead.
"Yowch, it was an accident."
"I did it. I jumped up suddenly while we were sleeping and sent her flying. She smacked into the wall." Jacob confessed.
"Ah, it don't matter. Like I said, it was an accident."
"Looks like it hurts." Dad frowned.
"It does when you poke it... Ja-cob? You know you love me." I saw him stiffen and the guys laughed.
"I have homework to do." he said, but his eyes flicked to Sam and back again, in some kind of silent message.
"Pretty please." I begged, "I'll do anything."
"I'd take her up on that if I were you." Embry muttered and Billy smacked him on the back of the head.
"I'll take you!" Sam nearly yelled. Everything got quiet.
"You don't have to, I'll go another day." I actually just didn't want to be left alone with him in the car for that length of time. Just me and Sam right now would spells lots of delicious kisses that I would regret later.
"No, I'll take you. I can run down the road and grab my car while you get ready and then we can go." he insisted.
I sighed, "Ok, then" I gave in, I might as well it didn't seem as though I would really get a choice.
He sighed happily and I got a little caught up in the beauty of his face.
"So did you guys have fun after we left last night?" Billy asked.
Brady answered, "Yep, it was funny. Paul gave Bella a lap dance."
"Brady!" I yelled, as dad and Billy turned to look at me slowly. "It was a dare." I held my hands up.
"I'm gunna get you later you little twerp." I hissed but Brady just laughed.
"She likes hair pulling." I gasped, I cant believe he just said that out loud. There was deadly silence and everyone waited.
"You better run!" I squealed as I leapt for him. He laughed and jumped out of his seat but I caught it and dragged him down to the floor. He was lying on his stomach and I straddled his back and proceeded to tickle him to death.
I couldn't help but laugh at his gasps and girly squeals. I didn't give up.
"Stop…stop…please…me…sorry…please" he gasped for air.
"Say it again!" wow, does this sort of make him my bitch. Wait…ewww.
"I'm sorry! So sorry!" I stopped and got up, blowing my hair out of my eyes, I dusted off my hands and sat down at the table. Ignoring the looks I was getting.
Brady sat down next to Collin who leaned over and whispered loud enough for us all to hear.
"Dude, you just got owned."
The whole room roared with male laughter, I had to join in quietly.
So enough the table was covered in plates of food and everyone was tucking in. Dad was a really good cook, he taught me everything I know, so the food was delicious. There was lots of different conversations going on and I just listened in.
It really was like one big family. It was nice, I've never had a big family and now I feel as if I belong in this one.
I smiled to myself.
By the time the food had gone and the conversation had died down, it was eight o'clock. I helped dad collect the plates and wash up.
"Hey uncle Billy, do you mind if I take a shower?" I asked, every looked at me. What is it with that?
"No of course not." he smiled.
"Thanks." I turned to Sam and looked at the clock, judged the time I would take and told him, "I'll be ready in half and hour. Make sure you are too."
Then I walked out of the kitchen followed by a chorus of 'ooo's', I guess I might have sounded a little bitchy but oh well.
I took a nice hot shower, and got ready in Jake's room. I pulled on my 'Casper the friendly ghost' t-shirt and my jeans and my black and red high tops. I brushed through my hair quickly and pulled it up into a high ponytail. I applied a little eyeliner and some mascara, and slicked on a bit of clear lipgloss. My bruise stood out a lot but I didn't even own cover-up so I'd just have to deal.
I skipped downstairs and into the living room were all the guys were. I was surprised to see Sam sitting there, in a tight white muscle shirt, that clung to him in a way that should be illegal, and denim shorts and flip-flops. He looked like he was in Barbados instead of La Push. It wasn't that warm out today, but I suppose its something to do with that freaky heat thingy.
His hair was still a little damp so I guessed he had a shower at his place. He must really live close if he was that quick.
I grabbed my camera and took a shot of all the boys, as well as dad and Billy together.
"I'm ready." I said, and Sam smiled.
"Come on then, Beautiful. Lets go get your car."
Everyone was watching again. That crap gets really annoying. Its like their waiting for a bomb to go off, and instead just invading my privacy. Urgh.
"Don't call me that." I whined, and dad chuckled.
"Don't call you what?" Sam asked, "Beautiful?"
"Yeah, that. Don't call me it." I huffed and I heard a few more chuckles. I glared at the other guys.
"Why not?" because the way you say it makes me melt, idiot. "it's the truth. I'm only being honest." he was trying not to smile.
"Well, just don't. ok?"
"Ok, Beautiful." god, why did he have to do that. He voice was way to smooth and deep and manly.
"Urgh!" was my intelligent response.
I wandered out of the house, leaving the laughing men behind me and squealed when I came face-to-face with a gorgeous, white 1970 dodge challenger.
The guys came rushing out, wondering what I was shouting about, but I continued to stare at the beauty.
"Who's car is that?" I mumbled.
"Mine." Sam said, rubbing the back of his neck.
I walked slowly up to the car and started caressing it. I know…I know. I'm a freak, but it was so lovely.
"Wow." I mumbled as I ran my fingertips across the hood of the car. I stood there for a few minutes just taking in the sight of it and every now and then stroking it.
"Get in, you want to get your car don't you. It wont help if you just stand there rubbing on mine." Sam actually sounded jealous of the damn thing. His face turned to stone, and he became unreadable.
I narrowed my eyes. "Fine."
As he walked passed me I stuck my tongue out at him from behind his back. The guys laughed behind me and I waved goodbye to then as I jumped in.
He didn't say anything or do anything other then drive most of the time. I think I pissed him off and now I felt bad. So I made it my job to cheer him up…without kissing him.
I was thinking of the best way to make him smile, while just looking at his profile. His straight nose and full lips. He has really long eyelashes that curve upwards and casts shadows on his cheeks when he blinks. I sighed, and started making funny faces.
It was the only way I knew to get instant results.
I crinkled up my face and stuck my tongue out, crossing my eyes. I saw his gaze flick to the side and his lips squeeze tighter together when he saw me.
"You know you want to laugh. Go on let it out, big boy." I squeaked.
He didn't budge, so I turned on the radio and Nickelback's Something in you mouth came on.
"Woo, great song." I said as I turned it on and started belting out the words. Waving my arms in the air. God I was a freak but his lips were stretching into a smile. I'd do this only for Sam. Ah lordy, what the fuck have I gotten myself into.
He still wasn't smile properly so I did the only thing I thought would get him laughing again.
I licked his face.
Yep you heard me, I took my tongue to his cheek and I don't regret it. First thing that made it worth while was the fact that he immediately burst out laughing, and second…he tasted sooo good. I know that's, like, really weird but hubba hubba. Mmmm, I think I just found my favourite treat…or midnight snack.
No no, jeez. I need to get my head right.
Patience is a virtue. If I wait, then it will be better when we are finally together. Oh I really don't have a clue what I'm going on about so just ignore me.
We pulled up outside the dealership at about half-nine. There had been a little traffic but we passed the time by, chatting a lot about little things. He asked me about school back home, what I did for fun, etc… and I asked him about his job as a police officer and what he liked to do. He was interesting in a way that I've never found any potential boyfriends to be. I could literally sit for hours and just talk to him. And then we can sit in a comfortable silence, thinking over the things we'd just learnt about each other. It was nice…different, but nice.
The dude at the dealership smiled brightly as we walked in. He must have been in his early thirties, but he was handsome. Tall and lean, with silky light blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I appraised his looks secretly as we walked over, taking long strides. He wasn't as tall as Sam, but who would be. The guys just happened to all be giants, no one could really match that.
I didn't miss that fact that he was appraising me as well, only he did it in a more obvious way. He must be one of those men who hate the fact that they are getting older so they go for barely legal looking teens. Perverts.
I spotted the car I wanted almost straightaway and felt my entire face light up as I rushed over to it. I could feel Sam following me and I knew the guy would change his route and come over as well.
I sighed happily as I took in the image of the car that I wanted. It was a black Ferrari 612 Scagleitti. Beautiful. Tan leather four-seater, all shiny and pretty.
"Can I help you?" A deep, husky voice came from next to me.
I shook myself out of my dream state and turned toward the dealer.
"I want this one." I pointed toward the car, and the dealer laughed.
"That's the brand new 2009 Scagleitti. Its really expensive." he ran a hand through his hair.
"It doesn't matter." I said reluctantly, I suppose it was really expensive, but Phil said I could go all out and I know he means it.
The dealer looked at me, he gave me a flirtatious smile which fell when he caught sight of my bruise. His gaze moved to Sam…sizing him up. I almost laughed out loud when I realised that he thought Sam had done this to me. I mean come on, I could so take Sam…
"Are you sure. You'll need someone over eighteen to sigh the papers." he said, how did he know I wasn't eighteen, I look older for my age.
"I'll do it." Sam's voice came from behind me. All velvety and sensual. Major sigh.
"Ok, why don't you go with Oliver to do the paperwork and I'll show this young lady all the features." he smiled, flashing pearly veneers.
Sam turned to me and placed a large hand on my shoulder and leaning in a little.
"Are you sure this is the one you want?"
"Yep, definitely." I gave him my best smile and he seemed a little dazzled, which I praised myself for.
"Ok, then. Call out if you need me." with that he sauntered off with another guy that I hadn't even noticed. I shamelessly ogled Sam's rear as he walked off, even tilting my head a little, until the dealer chuckled.
I looked at him and smiled, he stuck out his hand.
"I'm Jon." urgh, already a bad sigh.
"Bella." I shook his hand quickly and then let go.
"Did that guy do that to you? If he did I can help." he said, pointing to my forehead. I choked out a laugh.
"No, he wouldn't touch me like that. I fell." I said confidently, it seemed to work 'cause he smiled and backed off.
"Good. A man should never touch a beautiful woman like that. Especially his own girlfriend."
"I'm not his girlfriend." I said before I could stop myself. Shit, I should have just agreed, now I'm gunna get hassled.
"Oh really." he sounded way to interested.
"Yeah, so are you going to show me what else this baby has?"
He took me through all the knobs and shiny buttons. Telling me which performs what and so on. He was polite enough but he still gave me the creeps. It was the looks he was giving me and the weird scent or horn-dog he was letting off.
"So, what attracted you to this car?" Mr me-so-creepy asked, running his hand through his hair for the millionth time.
"Its fast, sexy and four-seater" I answered, ducking my head inside and sliding my hand over the leather seats.
"Hmm, why four-seat?" why so nosy? You irritating cretin.
"Big family." I stated simply, the boys were family now anyways.
I kneeled on the seat and leaned over a little to see in the back. I could feel him come closer to me but paid no attention.
"Sisters" he asked like the freakin' perv he was. His laboured breathing and the extra huskiness in his voice were indicators to what I already knew was on his mind.
I turned to give him a weird look and found him way to close for comfort.
"Nine brothers." the white lie was meant as a warning and I saw something that resembled either fear or frustration flash through his eyes.
"Do they look like you?" huh weird question. And seeing as though the boys aren't really my brothers, no they don't look like me. But he doesn't need to know that.
"No, they're way bigger then me. Sam, the guy that was with me, they're all about his size." I smiled sweetly as if I was just being nice. Now I could definitely see the fear in his eyes. Hell I could almost smell it pulsating through his body.
I turned back around and jumped when I felt him press his crotch into my backside. What made it worse was the fact that he was obviously excited and groaned on contact.
I was about to turn around to either punch him in the nuts or tell him were to shove it (I hadn't decided yet), when he was hastily removed from me.
I spun around and jumped out just in time to stop Sam from nailing the dealer-dude on the jaw.
"SAM, stop!" big sigh, as much as I want to see this guy rolling around in pain, I wanted my car more.
Sam looked at me, his face was the personification of pure rage and his body shook violently.
I pulled his hand away from the guys collar and kept it in my own, rubbing the back of it.
Jon straightened his shirt and cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"You ever touch her like that again and I will kill you" Sam growled deeply, his threat was solid and I wasn't the only one who realised that. Jeez…he sounded like a mobster.
I ran my hand down his back to sooth him.
"Right." I said breaking the silence, " lets get the payment sorted and I can grab the keys and we can get out of here." Jon looked as eager for us to get gone as we were to leave.
Thirty minutes later I was behind the wheel of my baby, driving home with Sam following in the challenger.
I took this time to think about the need that I was feeling. The ache in me. What the hell was it? And why was I feeling it? I've never experienced anything like this before and it was getting on my nerves.
I suppose a part of me already knew what this feeling was. The same part was also screaming at me to stop being an idiot and just realise that this is different. That this is real.
Then there was the other part. The stubborn control-freak that wanted everything to be done on her terms. That part didn't want the unpredictable feelings and the neediness. That was the part that kept reminding me that I've only been here for three days. Only three days.
When I got home I pulled into the driveway, and Sam pulled in behind me. I got out and walked over to him, leaning up and kissing him on the cheek.
"Thanks for coming with me today." I said, smiling at him.
He smiled back, "Anytime." sincerity dripped in his voice.
The guys all came running out of my house…wait, My house. What the hell were they doing in there?
"Oh my fucking god." Jake yelled as he looked at my car. His eyes were so wide you could see the whites all around the irises.
"Language." I scolded playfully.
"Screw me." was his lovely reply.
"Don't flatter yourself." I smirk, "don't touch her!" I squealed as he reached out, he quickly snapped his had back and stared at me like I was crazy.
"What was that?"
"I just want her nice and perfect. I had to go through a lot to get my baby." I sighed, staring at my car.
All of a sudden a girl came storming out and stomped up to me. She was really pretty, with copper skin and shiny black hair that was cut to just under her chin. Her dark eyes were framed with incredibly think black eyelashes. She was a little shorter then me, probably 5'11", I still had to look down at her. She looked about twenty…maybe a little older.
She was mad, that much was obvious. Her lips were pressed in a tight thin line and her eyes smouldered with hate and anger. Her gaze went to Sam and her eyes flashed with something else that made me stop breathing.
Shit…this was the Ex…well they better be exes otherwise Sam's getting his ass kicked.
Unfortunately it was me she was heading for. My first thought was 'shit she's gunna yell' and my second was 'why the fuck are all these people coming out of my house?'
"Why do you smell like Sam." the crazed woman screamed in my ear.
Well, to be honest, I wasn't expecting her to say that. Ever.
"Erm…I've been near him for a while?" it came out as a question 'cause I had no clue how to react. I mean, what would you do if someone you didn't know came screaming at you, asking why you smelt like the guy you were interested it…I mean, the guy that you've been hanging around. Ah fuck it.
"No, it's more than that. He's all over you." — she was waving her arms around like a mad woman — "You've fucked haven't you"
Fuck, now I was mad. How dare she come to my house and then talk to me like that.
I narrowed my eyes on her, "Who the fuck are you?" I asked, my voice portrayed my anger and frustration. Everyone was still silent, watching the scene. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Ms Eton stare out of her living room window at us.
"Leah Clearwater. Who are you?" she was still yelling. Fuck when they said she wasn't the nicest person they were really telling the truth.
"Bella Swan. Now tell me, what are you to Sam?" I crossed my arms over my chest.
"I'm his ex. Now tell me you've sh—" I held my hand up to silence her. She stopped talking out of shock that I would do that.
"You told me all I need to know. Ex. That means the two of you are in the past. No matter how recent, its still the past. You have no right coming to my house and talking to me like this. What or who Sam does is no longer your business, but just for the record, no we haven't fucked!" my voice was raised but it wasn't full out shouting.
She looked a little shocked but chose to ignore me and started having a go at Sam. Still yelling and quite frankly it was getting on my nerves. How dare she shout at Sam for getting over her, for having a life. How dare she shout at my Sam.
But I could see the hurt. Probably more then the boys could. I suppose they just weren't made to understand those things. I could see it in her eyes. She as acting mad and hateful because it's the only way to get through the pain and that made me sympathise with her, just a little bit.
I was halfway between pissed and bored when I decided enough was enough. I stormed over to were Leah was still shouting at a somewhat frustrated and tired Sam. Everyone apart from Leah was watching me.
I grabbed Leah's wrist and dragged her into the house.
I could hear the scurrying footsteps of the boys as they followed and I thought I even heard an 'oh shit'.
Leah was protesting, trying to pull her wrist from my grip but when I'm mad I'm really strong. I pulled her into the kitchen and slammed the door in the guy's faces with an audible crash. The door even wobbled in the frame a bit.
I pushed Leah into the chair by the small kitchen table, she opened her mouth to say something but I cut her off.
"I get it. You loved Sam. But listen, it wasn't meant to be. That much is obvious. If you were supposed to be together you would never have broken up in the first place. There's no point in dwelling on it. wouldn't you rather be happy with the person that was made for you rather than unhappy with someone that wasn't?"
She stayed silent, I could see my words working they're way around her head.
"What if there's no one for me?" her voice was so quiet and I realised why she didn't want to let go of Sam. She was scared there would be no one else.
"There's somebody for everyone. I know it might be stupid but I definitely believe in soul mates. There's someone out there who will understand you a million times better than Sam ever could. You just cant give up and settle for second best."
She sighed and looked up at me. Her eyes were filled with unshed tears and I hoped it was because she understood what I was saying.
"Your right." she whispered.
"Of course, I'm always right." I said hoping to lighten the mood, she giggled. "So hey, we're cool, right? I need some girlfriends. All these boys, lordy, they're great but its to much testosterone for one girl to handle."
She laughed again, "Yep, we're good. I'm sorry for earlier…I have issues." I chuckled a little at this, "Kim's gunna love you." she said, sort of out of the blue.
"I hope so." I replied walking to the kitchen door and pulling it open only to find most of the guys were squished up to the door, their heads turned so that they had an ear pressed against the door. Sam, Jared and Seth were the only ones sitting on the couch, watching T.V.
"What the hell are you guys doing?" they hadn't even noticed that the door had been opened until I spoke. They all jumped back and assumed positions in front of the T.V, pretending that they weren't listening in.
"Wow, Bells. When did you turn into Dr. Phil?" Embry asked, I just flipped him off.
The front door opened and a girl walked in. She was average looking really, dark skin and hair and eyes like most people had in the Rez. She had plump lips that held a nice, kind smile and she flicked her chest length black hair over her shoulder.
She walked up to Jared and kissed him sweetly. So…this was Kim.
"Is there some kind of portal thingy that keeps dropping people at my house. Why were you all in here anyways?" I asked and Jake chuckled.
"Charlie lets us in here whenever. 'Sides you have a bigger T.V here." he pointed to the large flat screen that I had bought dad for his birthday a few months back.
I turned back to Kim, "Hi, I'm Bella." I smiled and she returned it.
"Kim. Its nice to meet you, Jacob never shut up about you before." she giggled and hugged me.
"Aww, who knew you loved me so much Jake?" I playfully punched him on the shoulder.
"You did." he laughed and pulled me into his lap.
Everyone went about watching television and chatting. I got to know Kim and Leah better and honestly they are really nice girls. After you get passed the Leah incident anyways. When I told them about the dealer-dude they both grimaced with sympathy and then busted out laughing.
"Its not funny, I've been traumatised. He was so, so creepy." I whined and then noticed that the guys had shut up and were listening to our conversation.
"I'm gunna teach him a lesson." Jake gritted and some of the others nodded.
"No need, Sam scared him half to death."
"What do you mean?" Kim asked.
"Well, Sam went all mucho-mobster-man, 'if you ever touch her like that again I will kill you' on his ass. Scared the crap outta the dude." they guys busted up laughing as both the girls smiled in a way that said I was missing something.
"What is going on that I don't know about?" I asked and every sobered up.
"Nothing." Brady said all to quickly, I narrowed my eyes but left it at that. I couldn't be asked with anything else.
I sighed and then smiled. "Uh-oh" Jake whispered.
"Uh-oh what?" Quil asked and Jake pointed to me.
"She only gets that smile when she wants one thing." He informed everyone else, who looked a little confused.
"What thing?" Sam asked.
"Jakey, lets wrestle!" I squealed and jumped up. He groaned and then chuckled, he couldn't resist a wrestling match. He got up just as Sam shouted.
"NO!"
Everyone stilled and all went silent.
"What?" I asked incredulously.
"You cant wrestle him. He could hurt you." Sam replied, his eyes were daring me to disobey him, which of course, I definitely would do.
"Who are you to tell me what to do?" I saw annoyance and maybe a little hurt flash through his eyes.
"I'm just looking out for you."
"I don't need you to look out for me, I'm capable of looking after myself."
"You could get hurt. Jake's stronger than you think."
"And I'm stronger than you think. You don't know me so don't act like your doing this for me." I snapped and turned away to face Jake. He gave me a sad smile.
"This is better than those drama shows mom watches." Seth said, I chuckled at him as did most other people. Both Kim and Leah gave me the same look that I couldn't quite describe.
"Come on, Jake." I said ignoring the huff of angry air that Sam let out.
"Ok, Bells. Lets get this furniture out of the way."
We pushed all the stuff against the wall and Jake slid the back door open.
"Why did you open the door?" I asked.
"Just in case you go crazy and I have to run away." he answered, I laughed at him.
"Wimp."
All the guys watched, smiling slightly, except from Sam who was glaring, but he also looked a little scared.
Jacob and I circled each other, laughing and smiling. He lounged at me but I sidestepped and he went passed me. The guys 'ooo'd'. I jumped onto Jakes back and started using his hair as reins. Gathering a half in each hand and pulling one side in the direction I want to go. I 'yeehaw'd' and laughed when Jake let out a huff.
Suddenly he brought his arms around and pulled me off his back and around his front, them dropped to the floor and tried to pin me.
But being as agile as I was I managed to slip my legs around his and flip him onto his back.
I pressed my hands into his shoulders keeping them pinned as Paul counted him out.
"Yeah. I am the champion" I yelled as I sat back on Jake, bouncing with happiness. A huff of air left his lungs and a small half-moan-half-groan slipped his lips. I frowned as he blushed.
The other guys in the room went quiet for a second and then they burst out laughing, which cause Jake to blush even more.
"Jakey, what's wrong?" I asked causing more laughter. He didn't say anything just blushed even more. I frowned again and then the problem poked me in the butt. Literally, if you get what I mean.
"Oh" this cause more laughter as I jumped up off of Jake and collided with something hard. I looked up and found that it was Sam's chest.
I turned to see Jacob get up slowly, embarrassed. I felt sorry for the guy.
"Hey Jake, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. Its not the first time this has happened to me today." there definitely wasn't anything to be embarrassed about. Apparently Jacobs grown all over.
"I didn't mean to Bells. Its just you were bouncing and everything." aww he was so shy. The guys stifled snorts and chuckles.
"Don't worry Jake. Its my fault. Definitely nothing to be embarrassed about…I mean, wow" I said dragging the last word out. Kim and Leah laughed at this and I looked at them with and raised my eyebrows in a oh-my-lordy way, which made them laugh harder.
Jake started to smile proudly as if he just achieved his greatest goal in life. Sam's hand wrapped around my bicep in a possessive way.
Jake started forward again, laughing this time and swung me up into his arms. I wondered briefly what he was doing but then I was falling.
Straight into a puddle of mud in the backyard.
Luckily for me I didn't let go of Jacob as I fell and he came tumbling down with me.
I let out a disgruntled grunt as the air was squeezed from my body on contact with the soggy, squelching ground. I looked over at Jake who was laying on his front next to me, his face screwed up in disgust. I faintly heard the roaring laughter coming from the house.
At least I fell on my back, Jake had mud smeared around his cheeks and a little on his lips. But I had it in my hair.
Growling I picked up a handful of mud and rubbed it deep into Jakes ebony locks, turning them a wet brown.
"Bells." he whined and leant up on his hand only to slip and fall back, face-down in the mud, getting a totally natural mud-pack. I burst out laughing, the body shaking, belly rolling type of laughter.
Jake picked his face up out of the mud and wiped it out of his eye, nose and mouth.
I was still laughing as I stumbled up and toward the back door. I definitely couldn't go inside like this without getting mud all over the floor. I watched as the guys picked their laughing asses off up of the floor.
"Sam." I said sweetly, "Can you carry my to the bathroom, please?"
He looked at me, covered in mud and sighed. "Sure."
Ignoring the fact that he was getting his clothes dirty he walked up to me and picked me up. Wrapping my legs around his hips and my arms around his neck, he held me tight and carried me upstairs.
He walked into the bathroom and set me down, he even turned on the shower as I inspected the damage. The entire back of my body was covered in mud. My hair was sticking together and it stunk. I looked at Sam to see his top and shorts muddy from where it slipped off of me and onto him. His arms were coated and he had a little smudged on his cheek.
"Thanks." I said, hinting for him to leave the bathroom.
"Don't you want help getting your muddy clothes off?" he asked, his face looked innocent but his voices was low and vibrated across my body.
"No." I huffed.
"Aww, come on, I'll get you clean I promise." he smirked, enjoying the fact that I hesitated before answering.
"Sam, leave. Go downstairs." I couldn't help but smile.
"Please." he whine and ran his fingertips down my arm, making my shiver, which he didn't miss.
He smiled greatly until I really did push him out of the bathroom and locked the door.
I stripped off and put all my clothes into a plastic bag, so I didn't get the room messy. I stepped into the shower and sighed as the hot water hit my skin.
The water coming off of me was completely brown for a while, until I managed to get the junk out of my hair. Then I washed it and made sure I got my body completely clean.
I got out after a while and dried off, leaving my wet hair down I plodded to my bedroom and pulled on some underwear, shorts and a large top of Jakes that was hanging around.
I waddled downstairs and chucked my cloths in the bin, they were completely ruined. I saw Jake's top and jeans in there as well.
I walked into the living room were everyone was sitting. Jake was just in his boxers, the mud on his face had dried and I couldn't help but laugh when I saw him. They all looked up at me and Jake stuck his tongue out and them grimaced when he tasted mud on his lips.
"You mind if I have a shower, Bells?" Sam asked, Jake's eyes widened.
"Go ahead." I said, as Jake jumped up.
"I'm so having a shower first, man." he squealed and legged it upstairs. I laughed at the look on Sam's face and then ran up after Jake and followed him into the bathroom.
Sam's POV
I listened to Jake and Bella talking. We all were listening, and Leah was relaying the information to Kim who couldn't hear it as she was only human.
"Come on, Bells. Admit it you like him." Jake laughed, I heard the shower turn on and got a bad feeling that she was in the bathroom with him.
"No I don't." she answered stubbornly, I could virtually see her cross her arms over her chest.
"Whatever, its so obvious. Just give up and you can release all that sexual frustration." hmm, thats the smartest thing Jake's ever said. I let myself imagine what Bells would look like naked and sweaty. Mmm. I couldn't wait to see that.
"Urgh, I don't want to, Jakey. Why does it have to be this difficult?" she whined, I heard Jacob laughing and the sound of water hitting the tub stopped and instead sounded as if it was landing of something before it went down the drain. He better not be in the shower when she's in there.
"You the one making it difficult, babe. No one or nothing else is, just you I'm afraid." he told her.
"Yeah, thanks Jake. I really appreciate the great advice." she said sarcastically.
"Bells, I'm here to keep you safe and happy. I need to make you happy and I know that Sam will do that. You need to see that too." he said freely.
I heard Bella sigh sweetly and wished she would understand. Why the hell to I have to wait so long for her to be told about us. I need her to know the reason I act the way I do, that I cant help it, so that she doesn't start hating me. I wouldn't be able to stand that.
That guy at the dealership was asking for it. I could smell his disgusting arousal. I could tell how much he wanted her and I wanted to hurt him for thinking about her like that.
"I don't know what to do Jake, I just don't." Bells said sadly, before I heard the water shut off. There was some shuffling and after a few minutes they came back downstairs.
The sight of her never fails to blow me away. Her hair was still wet from her shower and her cheeks were a little flushed from the heat of the bathroom. Her long lashes cast shadows on her cheekbones and her smile was beautiful.
"Tell me you weren't watching him shower." I said a little sombrely.
She sighed, "Well, I wasn't holding my eyes open and observing every part of him but I was talking to him in the bathroom as he showered. But I'll say this one more time, I've seen Jake naked loads of times, it doesn't bother me." even though she was angry with me I could see her hooded eyes cast hot glances at me. She couldn't deny that she wanted me, I'd just have to use that to my advantage.
"It bothers me." I stated, she just shrugged.
"Your problem, not mine." she went and sat next to Kim on the couch as Jake sat on the floor and gave me an weary look. I suppose I was making it worse for myself.
I sighed and shook my head. Standing and made my way upstairs to the bathroom to have a shower.
I'd just have to tempt her until she was unable to hold back anymore. I chuckled to myself and hoped she didn't have strong self-control.
Bella POV
I was speaking to Kim about school when Sam finished his shower. Unfortunately I was plagued with thoughts of him in the shower, water sliding over his hot, firm body and had to shake myself several times to stop.
I heard the water shut off and the door open. Sam came trudging downstairs, a white towel wrapped loosely around his narrow his. Drops of water still trickled down his body. I gulped and held my breath.
"You mind if I put these in the wash." he held up his clothes and I nodded.
"Sure. In there." I pointed to the kitchen and we went and chucked his stuff in the machine.
I cleared my throat and looked back at the countless pairs of eyes watching me.
"What?" I huffed and they chuckled silently. Kim placed a hand on my shoulder and gave it a slight squeeze.
Sam came out, smirking. He sat down next to me on the couch. His bare leg touching the skin on my thigh.
"You alright there, Bells? You seem a little uncomfortable." the sly bastard said smugly. I saw the muscles in his pecs tighten and bit the inside of my cheek.
"I'm fine." I said as nonchalantly as I could and sighed as if bored. It's a good thing I can act. He seemed a little put out but hid it quickly with a smirk and pulled the card that could kill me.
He leaned over and pressed his chest against my bare arm. I could feel the tight, hard muscles and gritted my teeth to keep from moaning aloud. His face was quite close to mine, I could feel his hot breath on my neck sending shivers down my spine.
"You sure?" he breathed, his hand resting on my hip, he leaned in to kissed me and I couldn't move.
Luckily for me the front door opened with a slam and Dad and Billy came in, a few bags in hand and smiling brightly.
They both stopped when they saw me and Sam. Dads eyes looked over Sam's form but because the back of the couch covered the lower half, I'm sure Sam looked butt naked to them.
"Are we interrupting something?" Dad asked, eyebrows raised.
"No" I said just as Sam said.
"Yes"
"We were just watching Bella try and fail to resist Sam." Embry informed, chuckling slightly.
I huffed, "I was not failing."
"Oh really, you definitely looked as if you were going to tell him to stop." Quil said sarcastically, I glared at him but he just laughed.
I pushed Sam away from me and moved over slightly so there was more than enough room between us.
"Who's car is that in the driveway? The Ferrari?" Billy asked.
"Mine." I said proudly, smiling at the thought of my beauty.
"Right, well, I was just about to cook something. You guys want to eat?" Dad asked, I looked at the clock and discover that it was 5pm. No wonder I was starting to get hunger pains.
"Yes, please. I'm starving." I turned to Sam, "Here's a tip for ya. You want to get on my good side, make sure I'm well fed." I crossed my arms over my chest as he laughed.
"Duly noted." he replied.
Dad made dinner and everyone ate happily. Talking more and laughing. I was actually looking forward to going to school on Monday.
After a few more hours of nonsense I started getting tired. Yawning a lot and aching, so I decided to go to bed.
Dad must have noticed how tired I was. "You going to bed sweetie?"
"Yep, I went to bed late and got up early and now I'm wiped out." I rubbed the back of my neck and stretched my arms above my head.
"Night, honey." he said and kissed my head.
I said goodnight to everyone, giving Kim and Leah hugs and the guys kisses on the cheeks. When I got to Sam he puckered his lips. I gave him a dream-on look and kissed his cheek.
"Get some sleep tonight." I said and he nodded like a good boy.
"Night Baby." He said, I narrowed my eyes on him but didn't say anything.
I hopped over to Jacob and gave him a huge hug and pecked him on the lips before making my way upstairs.
I laughed when I heard Sam say to Jake, "Dude, why does she kiss you. Its so not fair." he sounded like a little girl. I could hear everyone laughing at him.
"I'm the best friend. I can kiss any part if her I want." Jake replied and I raised an eyebrow.
"Jacob" someone growled.
"Oh, sorry Charlie. I seriously didn't mean it like that."
"You better not have otherwise I'd eat you." now that was Sam.
I shook my head and flung myself into bed, diving under the covers and fell asleep quickly.
Dreaming dreams of pop tarts and rainbows and a certain sexy man.
A/N - Longest chap yet. hope you like. Review please, they make me happy! lol!