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Rated M for adult themes and language.

"Where's Jake?"

'He's out back, jerking off to some book.'

Bella made a gagging noise and sidestepped Quil, who was hell bent on hugging her with his greasy arms.

"Eeeew…don't touch me."

'Hands off, Ateara!' Embry interjected, smacking his friend upside the head.

"Embry, you're a lifesaver." Bella greeted him with a kiss.

'Anything for you, Bella.' The blushing shape-shifter smiled as he led Bella past the row of cars within the spacious garage.

'You owe me a hug, Swan!' Quil called after them.

"In your dreams, Ateara!"

'Don't listen to that idiot. Jake's been working on your runaway date's car all afternoon.'

"He'd better be." Bella straightened her posture as she passed by Collin and Brady who were both busy upgrading the interior of a red Mini Cooper.

'What he did last night was inexcusable.'

"Tell me about it." She sighed. "I don't know what's gotten into him."

'It's the green eyed monster, Bella.' Embry filled her in, hoping his alpha wasn't listening in on their conversation. 'He's jealous, plain and simple.'

"Jealous? Why would he be jealous?"

'It's not my place to say.' He whispered.

"I get it." Bella nodded. "Bros before hoes, Call. It's ok. I understand." She patted his arm as they rounded the corner to Jacob's workspace.

Damon's Jaguar was sparkling under the neon lights, its hood dent-free and freshly waxed, much to Bella's delight.

'Hey, Black! Bella's here to see you.'

'Send her in!'

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"Oh my God, are you reading 50 shades of Grey?"

Jacob glanced up from the erotic novel long enough to give Bella a sexy nod.

'Yep. I found it under the passenger seat of Angela's Mini Cooper.'

"I'm so posting this on Facebook." Bella giggled, rummaging through her bag in search of her camera.

'Wait…' Jacob slouched further in his chair, holding the book to his naked chest.

Bella swallowed thickly and edged closer to the sizzling hot alpha.

'How do you want me?' He drawled.

"Umm...never mind. I'm not here to inflate your ego."

'You already did, babe.' He winked in return, cupping his impressive bulge.

"Jake. Don't start."

'Fine. I won't.' He smirked, rolling his chair towards the unsuspecting brunette and swiftly scooping her onto his lap.

She squealed in surprise when he looped his sun-kissed arms around her and shifted her body sideways, perpendicular to his own legs.

"What are you doing?" Bella tightened her grip on his shoulders.

His skin was smooth and ridiculously hot beneath her fingertips.

'I'm whisking you away to my office.' He grinned.

"No. I can't stay. I promised Leah I'd stop by after work."

'You've spent enough time with Leah this month. It's my turn to monopolize you.' Jacob growled, leaning forward to kiss her on the cheek.

His onyx eyes were dark and possessive but Bella was far from intimidated. In fact, her body was enjoying the warmth provided by his above average temperature.

"Jake. You scared off my date. This alone should send you straight to Monopoly jail."

'Haha. You're hilarious, Swan. Much like this book right here.' Jacob snickered.

"I heard it's full of BDSM sex." She leafed through the pages, trying to sound cool and nonchalant.

'You know what that means, right?'

Bella shot him a dirty look before tossing the book on his cluttered desk. "Of course I do. I don't live under a rock."

'So you're familiar with bondage and spanking….'

Jacob wiggled his eyebrows in an attempt to lighten the mood but she thought he was hinting at something else entirely.

"Oh my God. You're not a Dom, are you?"

'What? no…that's not what I…Jesus, Bells. What makes you think I'm into this stuff?'

"Because you're an alpha male. Dominance is in your genes." She replied.

'Nah. I'm not the dominant type, bedroom-wise.' He disclosed.

Bella shifted uncomfortably on his lap, so he decided to change the subject for her sake.

'Uh…there's a bonfire tonight, by the way.'

"Really?"

'Yeah. You should come.'

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"Do you want me to come?"

'Oh I'll make you come.' He whispered suggestively in her ear.

Bella gasped when she felt his left hand traveling up her inner thigh.

He was testing boundaries as usual, and she was more than ready to kick him in the shin for being so damn seductive.

'I'll make you come so hard; you'll be screaming my name and begging me to…'

A sharp knock on the door brought them out of their bubble.

'Mr. Black?'

Bella craned her neck to get a better look and almost fell off Jacob's lap when she saw Damon standing there, instead of say, Quil or Embry!

Damon's green eyes widened in recognition the moment he saw her face.

'Isabella?'

"Damon. Hi!"

Flustered, she quickly slid off Jacob's comfy lap and smoothed down her denim skirt.

'I'm here for my car.' Damon avoided eye-contact with Bella as the intimidating shape-shifter rose from his chair.

His lips were curved into a smug smirk as he led the blonde pilot to his Jaguar, listening to Bella huff and puff inside his office.

'Your X-type was a joy to work on. Its engine is simply exquisite.'

'Thanks. It certainly is a beauty. I almost had a heart attack when Isabella's wolf landed on the hood.'

'I can only imagine.'

The boys shook hands and Damon insisted on writing Jacob a cheque.

'No. No way. It's on the house.'

'Absolutely not.' Damon stubbornly shook his head. 'Name your price, Jacob.'

'This one's on me, man. Here, take the keys.'

'At least let me pay you for the wax job.'

"You're not paying him a dime, Damon, and that's final." Bella's firm tone made Jacob growl in response.

His wolf was acting up, his need for Bella overshadowing everything else.

'Okay. I concede, but I do have a question for the both of you.'

"Sure. What is it?"

'Are you two dating?' Damon asked without seeming too jealous.

"No!"

'Yes.'

Bella and Jacob answered at the exact same time.

'Excuse me?'

The puzzled pilot frowned at the taller shape-shifter who had the audacity to snake an arm around Bella's waist.

She shot him an exasperated look but remained as calm as possible.

"We're NOT dating."

'Are you sure?'

'Yeah. We've known each other for a long time though. Right, Bells?'

He brought her closer to his side, and she smiled politely while digging her nails into his hand.

"Yes. It feels like forever." She said through gritted teeth.

Damon still looked unconvinced but he nodded anyway.

'So you're not romantically involved.'

"What? Noooo. We've never…" Bella shook her head, and Jacob started laughing as if this was all just a joke to him.

'Yeah, we haven't crossed that line. Yet.' His voice grew serious all of a sudden, conveying a direct message to Damon who was clearly interested in Bella.

"We're friends. Period."

'And neighbors.' He added.

"Yes, but that's it." B insisted.

'You're both neighbors?'

'Yep.'

'And you don't mind having her untamed wolf in the backyard?' Damon cocked an eyebrow in disbelief.

'Nope. Bella's wolf happens to like me.' Jacob cockily replied.

'He must've sensed that I'm not an animal person.'

"Really? You don't like dogs?"

'No.'

"Cats?"

'Sorry to disappoint you, Isabella, but I'm not a big fan of pets.'

"Oh."

Jacob's smirk got wider as he delivered the best line in the history of sexual innuendos.

'That's too bad, man, because Bella has the sweetest little kitty…'

The blushing brunette dug her nails deeper into the palm of his hand, begging him to shut up.

'Really? And the wolf isn't tempted to eat her?' Damon chuckled.

'Oh trust me, he is.'

'You'd better put your wolf on a leash, Isabella.'

"Oh I will." She glared daggers at Jacob, resisting the urge to kick him in the groin.

Damon's BlackBerry saved the day with an incoming call, granting Bella the chance to pull Jake aside for a lecture on wolf etiquette.

"Behave." She hissed.

'Or what? You'll chain me to your bed?' He whispered, leaning forward to look her straight in the eye. 'Cause I'd like to see you try, Swan.'

'Jacob, Isabella?' Damon interrupted their epic stare-down to announce that he was leaving.

'Thanks again for fixing my car.' He shook Jacob's hand.

'Anytime, man. Here's my business card in case you needed more work done in the future.'

Damon smiled politely and promised to call Bella once he returns from his scheduled trip to Paris.

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'Paris huh?'

"Yeah, he's a pilot."

'Well, you know what they say about pilots, Bells.' Jacob switched off the lights to his office then locked the door with his keys.

"What?"

'That they're international playboys. He's probably got a bunch of foreign girlfriends who like to dress up as sexy stewardesses for their captain.'

"Wow…look who's talking." Bella scoffed.

'I'm not a player, Bells.' He countered while putting on his white shirt.

"That's the first thing people say when they're in denial."

'Jesus, I'm not in denial, ok?'

"Whatever." She sighed. "I'm done hanging out with you…seriously. All you do is tease me in front of my dates."

'But...'

"I said I'm done! Here, talk to the hand, Jake." Bella raised her right hand to his offended face.

'Fine, but you're still going to the bonfire.'

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'Bells?'

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"Talk to the hand!"

A/N: The bonfire is next! :)