Here is Chapter Two. Decided against the lemons for now but will come in due time. Hope ya'll like it!
I do not own Twilight. It belongs to Stephanie Meyer.
I wake up lying on the chest of an extremely warm werewolf. He is stroking my hair, no doubt sure I was still asleep. And, oh, I wanted to be. How was I going to face my fiancé today after what Jacob and I had shared last night?
I twitch, and freeze, hoping he didn't notice I was awake. "Good morning, beautiful." He whispers into my hair. Oh, God. I slowly lift my head up to look at him. He leans down and kisses the tip of my nose. I want to press my lips to his so badly. To tell him that something changed in me last night. "Bella…" he whispers, "I'm in love with you. I always have been. And now I can see that you feel something for me to."
I look up into his eyes and the urge to kiss him becomes impossible to resist. I lean towards him and, at first, a look of surprised hesitation colors his face. Then he brushes his fingers across my face and pulls my head towards his. His lips touch mine gently, at first, then gradually he kisses me harder, like he's afraid at any second I'm going to change my mind. But I won't be changing my mind. Not as long as kissing him feels like this. The world falls down around us. There is nothing but us and this kiss. It becomes everything I hold to, afraid that if I let it go, I would lose everything important to me in this world. In this moment there is nothing else.
"Bella," he pants, pulling away.
"No," I say defiantly, and pull his lips back to mine. Oh they feel so good…
"Bells.." he says again, this time pulling far enough away to look at me. I don't like the look on his face. So much guilt there. But why? How could that kiss have been ANYTHING bad? Oh. "Edward." I say out loud, and he nods, pulling further away from me.
"I love you too, Jacob." I whisper under my breath as I get up and head to the bathroom to splash some water on my face. I have to tell Edward.
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