It is finally here! Sorry if you got multiple alerts that the story was posted I am moving a little slowly today and I posted the first chapter without my A/N attached...what is up with that righ Anyway...I am uber excited about this one guys. It has been a work in progress and I am so happy to share it with everyone! Starting out with several things...I am not team Jacob! I repeat I AM NOT TEAM JACOB. Ok now that's better. :D Secondly...my beta-she kicks face in with her sore legs hahaha she will enjoy that one. Love her and I am never going to find a Christmas present big enough to repay her for all that she has done...unless I find Kellan Lutz place a bow on top of his head and slip him under her Christmas tree. I would give her Rob but it is already owned (by me) Sorry pal...lol

Next...thanks so much for all of the support from all of my fans from Wish We Were Older. If you haven't read it please go ahead and do so while you wait for next week's update on "The Gym." It is a cute little story with a happy ending.

Thanks to my sister for her great support in this one-it's her favorite and she has kept me motivated in writing it. LOVE YOU FB!

Disclaimer(before I forget it): I do not own any of the Twilight Characters. They all belong to Stephenie Meyer The Great! (Random side note...what if Steph read and/or wrote fanfic. Wouldn't that be crazy awesome?)

I am going to try to put a new recommendation at the end of every chapter. I see that a lot of author's do that and I am sure they will appreciate it. So keep an eye open for recommendations. Ok...I think I am done with this half of my note. I will see you on the other side!

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BPOV

It was Monday which meant gym day…I went to the gym every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. It was nice to get a workout in after my stressful days in the office. I had a pencil pushing job and cramped little office cubicles surrounded by twelve other small squares was not fun. Especially on a publishing week…I worked for Black Inc. Jacob Black, the most well-known publisher in LA. He had a great business and worked with great people-myself included-and I loved working for him. What did I love more? The fact that we were seeing each other…he was a great guy. An amazing worker with everything set out for him in life at only the age of 27. He had all of the right qualities not to mention the looks. He was tall…about six feet, three inches with a huge frame. He was built and worked out regularly to keep his frame. He had shaggy black hair that made me smile just thinking about how soft it felt tangled around my fingers.

I was his secretary…yeah, I know, very cliché. I sat at my desk smiling as I thought about the day that Jacob had asked me out. Of course, like every other girl in the office I had done my fair share of ogling after him but that day I was completely taken off guard.

"Bella, can you come into my office for a moment?" The deep voice rumbled through my little speaker on the phone.

Pushing the call back button I replied, "Be right in, Mr. Black."

I shoved my little calendar into the top drawer and stood to walk to his office. I straightened my skirt and ran a hand through my hair nervously. Oh god…what if I am getting fired. I could feel theheated glares from the other workers on the back of my neck as I stepped inside the cool office and saw him smiling from his big leather seat behind his desk. Shutting the door behind me I walked in a smiled at him anxiously.

"Please, Bella," He motioned to the chair at my side. "Have a seat."

I sat down and crossed my legs making myself comfortable. I didn't know how long this would take so I might as well prepare for the worst. I watched him as he ran a large rough hand over the surface of his dark mahogany desk. It was a really large desk and to say that I hadn't imagined many things happening on that desk would be a lie.

He stood up and walked around his desk to lean against the front side and faced me with a slight smile. Oh god, this was bad…this was very bad.

"Is everything alright, Mr. Black?" I asked and heard my voice tremble from my nerves.

"Jacob." He said and I couldn't help but to smile lightly. No one in the office called him Jacob. Not even his cousin Seth Clearwater who worked in accounting called him Jacob.

"Alright…Jacob." I corrected myself and couldn't hide my huge smile.

"Bella…are you doing anything this evening?" He asked softly with a hint of a smile playing around his plush lips. His deep dark brown eyes were boring into me.

"I…uh…well, I can check my calendar. Do you need me to work late?" It wouldn't be the first time that I would have to pull an all-nighter during a publishing week.

He laughed softly and shook his head. "I guess I'm not making myself clear enough…what I am asking is if you would like to have dinner with me tonight."

I stared at him for several long moments and tried to process it in my mind. He…wanted me to have dinner…with him…

"Really?" I couldn't help myself as the word slipped out.

He smiled and laughed lightly again. With a nod he answered, "Really. My place at seven thirty"

"Um," I hesitated then found myself smiling. "Sure, Jacob. I'd love to have dinner with you."

He clapped his hands together and smiled so brilliantly that it made me smile as well. I had been to his house on business before and I knew exactly how to get there. So with a parting smile he sent me back to my desk to finish the rest of my day in a haze.

That was two months ago and we hadn't had dinner without the other since then. We had taken turns cooking for each other and sometimes going out but we would always go to places that were very secluded. We didn't want to be seen by anyone that we worked with. In the meantime, I had shown Jacob some of the things that I had written and he loved them. He even wanted to publish a few of them. Slowly our dinner dates were turning into something more permanent and I loved it. I already had a drawer in his dresser reserved just for me that held some of my sleep clothes and an extra pair of jeans and a t-shirt.

A couple of weeks ago I had mentioned something to Jake about wanting to start working out. He immediately called and got me a contract with the gym that he went to on a daily basis. Said he knew of this really great trainer that I would like if I was interested. I told him that I would try it out and see what happened. I had met with her three times last week on my normal three days a week. Rosalie Hale…she was a beast and nearly killed me in my first work out. And did I mention she was a co-owner of the gym?

At four o'clock I stood up from my desk and made my way to Jake's office. I knocked lightly and heard him tell me I could come in. Slowly, I pushed the door open and walked in with a smile on my face. He had been on his computer and, when our eyes met, he closed out the window and stood to walk over to me. Smiling, I watched his form closely and studied how his white button up clung to his muscles in all the right places.

My body reacted immediately and I couldn't wait until dinner.

"Hey, gorgeous." He smiled and wrapped his arms around my midsection picking me up out of my heels and spinning me around.

I squirmed and said against his neck. "Jake, put me down someone might see."

He normally didn't allow contact like this in the office.

"No one can see through wood, Bella." He said and laughed lightly into my hair but sat me down on my bare feet and grabbed my face to kiss me.

I fell into his body immediately and hugged his tight muscles against me as we kissed. Moving my hands up his body I twisted my fingers into his hair and moaned as he gripped my lower back and pulled me tightly to him. We kissed for a moment longer and when he pulled away I was breathless.

Jake laughed and said, "I can't wait for dinner."

I smiled and rested my forehead on his chest. "Me either…but I have to go through Hale first."

He laughed around me and I smiled as I listened. I loved that sound… "Maybe she won't be so rough on me this week."

He laughed one short laugh down his nose and whispered. "If that's how you cope with her, then keep lying to yourself."

I slapped his chest and pulled back slipping my shoes on as I headed for the door.

"Why are you leaving?" He asked in a hurt tone that made me grin.

"The gym. I have to be there at five." I turned and saw him staring at me with an evil grin playing on his face.

"What?" I asked self consciously.

"Nothing. I'll see you tonight." He said and smiled as I blew him a kiss and walked out the door.

Pulling into the gym lot I took a deep breath and grabbed my bag to go in. Just two hours…it was only two hours. I could make it that long. She can't kill me in two hours and have time to dispose the body. She just won't do it. I walked though the gym with my head down and went straight to the locker room and began changing. I put on my shorts and sports bra and then pulled my tank top on over top of that slowly. I wanted to take as much time changing as was possible. After I was finally finished changing and I had ran out of things to adjust I went to the mirror and sink to wash off my make-up and pull my hair up tight.

I pulled the elastic band back across the top of my head to keep my hair out of my face and then bent to wash my face quickly. When I stood back up and looked in the mirror standing directly behind me was my worst nightmare. Her long flowing blond hair was tied back at the nape of her neck and she had a serious look on her stone cold face. Her red lips and blue eyes made her look like she had just stepped out of a modeling magazine and she didn't have one ounce of make-up on. I wish that I could be that flawless.

She smiled slowly but it was a wicked smile…not one of any polite manner. Wicked through and through… "Hi, Bella…are you stalling in the locker room?"
I laughed lightly and dried my face off slowly-mainly to hide my expression. She scared the shit out of me sometimes. "Of course not, Rosalie…I was just running a little late is all."

She grinned evilly and turned on her heel. "Follow me…quickly."

Shoving my stuff in my locker I ran after her to catch up and as we turned the corner I saw the room I dreaded the most. Cardio room.

Forty-five minutes later I was panting away on the elliptical as she continually pushed the speed and elevation button up. "Are you sore from last week, Bella?"

"Not…" I panted and swallowed hard to quickly spit out. "Anymore."

She hummed as if that was a bad thing. "Well, I guess we need to make you sore again."

When I jumped off the elliptical she made me get on the bicycles for thirty minutes. Of course they were set on the highest elevation and fastest speed possible. I was dripping with sweat when she pulled me off the bikes and made me follow her to the weight room. I sat down at my least favorite place in the world and placed my arms against the bars knowing what was about to happen. These weight machines killed me.

"Does sixty sound ok?" She asked from behind me as she adjusted the weight.

"Sure." I answered sarcastically. I knew that my answer didn't matter to her. Last week she had it on eighty so sixty should be easy. I started doing my butterflies-Jake had informed me about what they were called. I tried to distract myself and push through the pain. I breathed deeply in through my mouth and out through my nose. After the first twenty the burn almost felt good. I could feel that I was already stronger. My eyes floated around the room as I distracted myself. I wasn't paying much attention to Rosalie either. She was discussing my diet plan and I was tempted to tell her that she needn't worry because ever since I told Jake that I wanted to try this whole fitness thing he has put me on a low carb-hardly any calorie diet. Of course he is doing it with me but either way…her words were falling on deaf ears, until she said, "Use your legs too…I am bumping it up to ninety."

I groaned and hoped that she didn't hear me but did as she told me. I was thirty-one and a half lifts in when two other people entered the room. Two guys…two very attractive guys. One was big and buff and his form made me think of Jacob's. He had short cropped jet black hair and a grin that was so animalistic that it was almost scary, but he was attractive none the less. The guy with him was a few inches shorter with a copper colored hair. That was what immediately caught my eye. Then I noticed more…he was really attractive. He had emerald eyes that were so deep I wanted to swim in them and his jaw line was so sharp that it looked feral but in a good way…he was toned, I could tell that much even with his black basketball shorts and his red t-shirt.

The two guys walked over to the bench and the one with the coppery hair sat down and prepared himself to lift weights. He rolled his head from side to side and stretched his arms above his head and I thought it was to stretch out but instead he reached down below his neck and gripped a wad of his shirt and quickly jerked it off of his body. My mouth hit the floor and I almost stopped lifting but thought better of it. Rosalie noticed my distraction and turned around to see what all my commotion was about I am sure.

"Emmett, baby." She said loudly and smiled. "I didn't know you were training today."

As soon as the big guy heard her voice he skipped across the room to join her side like a puppy that had been called home for dinner.

"He called last minute and I knew you were in training so I didn't call." He said and wrapped his arms around the slim blond in front of me.

They hugged each other tightly for a moment and when he pulled back she kissed him sweetly on the lips. Awe…Satan has a heart.

"Bella, this is my husband Emmett." She said and pointed him to me.

"Nice to meet you, Bella." He said in a deep gruff voice and extended his hand. I only looked at it.

"What are you doing? She can't shake your hand right now." Rosalie said and smacked his hand away.

He bowed his head and smiled. "Wasn't thinking. Sorry."

Rosalie smiled from me to him and then said, "So, baby, I was thinking that…"

"Emmett!" Rosalie was cut off by the guy on the weight table across the room. "Time schedule, man."

"Be there in a minute." He called back and he turned to Rosalie to exchange a goodbye but I was too caught up in the guy across the room. God, he was rude. Can't you see that Satan is sharing a tender moment with her hubby? And not ruining my life currently? Shut up, hot dude.

He looked toned under his shirt but without the shirt…man, my muscles felt jealous. He was ripped from one side to the other. I would never tell Jacob this but this guy's six pack ran Jake's into the ground. And then there was his freaking Pecs that were sticking out there as if they handed out written invitations to be touched. And to freaking beat it all he had the damn sex v that curved at his hips and disappeared to regions below. I caught myself looking to said regions below and when I looked back up to the man he was staring at me incredulously.

I blushed furiously and just closed my eyes. He totally just caught me looking at his junk. I blushed even deeper and kept my eyes closed until long after Emmett was gone and I heard the ring of the weights as they slipped from their holding bar.

"Emmett's cousin." I heard Rosalie whisper to me.

I opened my eyes and met hers as she continued. "He just moved here a few weeks ago and he wants to start boxing so Emmett is training him."

I looked from her to the guy on the bench lifting the bar along with three rolls of weights at each end. I watched as the muscles in his arms tightened and rippled through his skin and then how his neck would strain as he breathed in and out. I think I just got off…

Later, I left the locker room after showering and dressing in my work clothes. I felt a little better about this week than I did last week. It seemed that Rosalie had taken it easy on me compared to last week...or maybe it was the fact that I was getting used to working out. It was nice…I liked the way that my muscles burned for a bit when I stretched them out. I liked how tense it made my shoulders and how the hot water of the shower relaxed me. Needless to say, I left the gym with a smile on my face and had the same smile on my face when I reached Jacob's. Getting out of my truck I walked in without knocking or announcing my presence. Just walked into his huge foyer and looked around. It smelt amazing whatever it was that he was cooking. I was amazed as I always am by how huge his house is for one person. Oh and his golden retriever Sam who was now licking at my legs.

"Hey, Sam." I said in a high pitched voice as I bent down and patted him on the head. He wagged his tail in delight and I swear I heard him whimper when I walked away.

I turned to the left out of the foyer and went into the big contemporary living room with the black leather sofa and love seat that sat in front of the glass coffee table and the seventy inch flat screen. I walked up the few steps at the back of the living room into the kitchen. There he was…standing above the stove stirring something in a saucepan. It smelled amazing and my stomach growled as I whiffed the air around me.

"I hope you are hungry." He said without even turning around or me saying anything.

"How'd you know I was here?" I asked him knowing that the space between the front door and the kitchen was too big for him to hear me.

"Sam." He answered. "He goes crazy when he hears you pull up."

I looked down to the dog that was standing at my side looking at me with his tongue hanging out. I smiled down at him and said. "It's because he adores me…just like his daddy."

Jake laughed once and I crossed the kitchen to wrap my arms around his back and peep around his left arm to see what he was fixing.

"Well, I don't normally pee on the rug when you pull into the yard." He said in an annoyed tone.

Turning, I found Sam still standing close by. "Sam…did you pee on the rug?"

He whined and bowed his head before turning and walking into the living room to go lie down on his bed.

I laughed and turned back to look at Jake. His eyes were pulled tight and he was nearly glaring at the pot on the stove.

"What's wrong?" I asked and stepped back to lean against the counter so that I could see his face as I rubbed small circles into his back.

He sighed and shook his head. "We lost a chapter in printing. They have no idea where it went. Apparently it grew legs and walked off."

Oh…this was work related.

"They will find it." I reassured him and tried to smile to lighten the mood. "Besides, you have it saved if they don't."

He shrugged. "I guess….then I come home and Sam had gotten into my sports magazines. They were everywhere and in shreds."

I frowned with him and sighed as well. "I'm sorry, baby. Is there anything that I can do?"

He looked at me almost pouting and moved away from the stove to stand in front of me instead. Leaning forward he put one hand on either side of me and pushed against the counter top as he leaned forward.

"Kiss me." He suggested and I smiled and gripped his t-shirt to pull him closer to me.

Our lips met and I melted into his arms immediately and he seemed to relax a little and I fervently hope so. I hated when he was in bad moods. It normally put me in a bad mood sooner or later.

When he pulled back, he kissed me lightly on the lips one more time and then touched his lips to my forehead before pulling away completely and going back to the stove.

"What's that?" I asked and stared at the red yummy smelling liquid in front of me.

"It's a cherry glaze for the duck that I am cooking." He said with a triumphant smile.

I smiled too and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"Nothing." He shrugged. "Just be hungry."

After the meal, we sat on the couch resting against each other and I had to stifle a yawn as we watched some stupid movie on TV. I thought about falling asleep against the side of him wrapped in the huge warm cocoon of his arms but he sat up suddenly and smiled down at me.

"Are you tired?"

"You could say that." I smiled and then added. "Rosalie didn't even kick my butt today and I am still tired."

"Long day." He said with a slight smile then clicked the TV off. "Would you like to go to bed?"

I had actually thought about spending a night in my own bed tonight but because it was already well after eleven and I was so tired I could settle for this. Ha…I could settle for this every day of my life.

"Yes, please." I responded and stifled another yawn.

Getting up off of the couch Jake escorted me into the kitchen with him so that I could watch as he loaded the last of the dishes into the dishwasher and started it. He wouldn't let me help. Then we walked through his house hand-in-hand as we turned the lights off and headed for the marble staircase in the foyer. Sam tried to follow because he normally slept in the bed with us but I turned and looked at him.

"Stay, Sam." I said to him and watched as he sat down obediently. I was just so tired that I didn't want to have to wrestle Jake and a dog for the bed. And besides Jacob may still be mad at him…

We got to the top of the stairwell and started down the hallway to the end room that was Jake's. A huge king-sized bed sat on the first wall that you could see when you entered the room and then the master bathroom was off to the right. Facing the bed was another huge flat screen. Next to the bed was a chest of drawers that was as old as the hills. Next to that was another leather love seat like the one downstairs and then his closet on the same wall that is as big as my apartment bedroom.

Going into the room Jake shut his door so that Sam couldn't come up and moved over to me. I didn't want to see the pain on his face as I made my next move so I closed my eyes before turning around and moving to the dresser to pull out one of his t-shirts that I normally slept in while I was here. I loved sleeping in big shirts, especially ones that smell like him. I could hear that he was changing behind me and I knew exactly what was about to happen. My stomach sunk and I closed my eyes not thinking about it.

I pulled my shirt over my head and slipped Jacob's Guns N' Roses t-shirt on before pulling my skirt off. Then kicked my shoes off and crawled over to slip into the bed next to Jake who was already there in just his boxers.

Sliding in next to him I immediately felt bad. I should have just gone home…I took a deep breath and crawled into his side where I normally slept and stretched a hand across his stomach. Jacob reached over and flipped the lamp off then pulled me to him and bent down to kiss me. Here we go…

I let him kiss me and thought to myself maybe I could just let go and allow it to happen. It would be good for both of us…and maybe that's what we need to take our relationship to the next level. Rolling onto my back I tugged on his arms to pull him closer. I could do this…I could, easily…no problem. I ran my hands through his hair and pulled him closer to me as he deepened the kiss. Jake moaned and ran a hand up my thigh to the hem of his t-shirt that I wore. Slowly he pushed it up and I moaned under him as he traced the side of my stomach with the rough palms of his hands.

He pulled his lips away from mine and kissed down the side of my neck making me breath heavily.

"Jake," I breathed against him and he continued to push the shirt upwards until it was puddled against my arm pits. Raising my hands, I let him pull the shirt over my head and smiled as he threw it across the room and brought his lips back to mine. I could feel his smile touching my lips as well. Raising my knees up, I let him settle down between me and I could feel his excitement as I'm sure he could probably feel mine.

He kissed back down my neck until he got to the line of my bra. He kissed the skin there and used one hand to palm my chest lightly making me moan. It had been so long since I had been with a man that it all felt so nice. Jake groaned and sucked on my neck as he ground himself against me and I felt just how hard he was…that's when it all snapped.

"Jake." I breathed and pushed against his head but I think he took it the wrong way.

"Jake." I said a bit louder and he ground against me harder.

"Jacob." I said and pushed against his chest making him sit up and look at me with what I could tell was a confused look…even in the dark I knew that look only because I had seen it so many times before.

"Ugh…"He yelled and shoved away from me. "Come on, Bella, honestly?"

I sat up in the bed and looked around the dark room. I could see his figure standing at the side of the bed. And once again…I felt terrible.

"Why do you keep doing this to me?" He asked in a strained perturbed voice.

"I don't know…"I answered honestly.

"Bella-" He started and I cut him off.

"I don't know, Jacob." I nearly screamed at him. "It's just that it doesn't feel right yet."

The lamp on the nightstand flipped on and he stood there staring at me like the horrible person I was. I looked down to my lap and thought to myself, why do I keep doing this to him? Why can't I just give him what we both want and be happy? Why can't I move our relationship to the next level? Why can't I sleep with him? It irritates me that I cannot give myself to him in the way that I want to…not yet.

"What doesn't feel right about it?" He asked in an angry voice now. He was getting mad.

"I don't know…I'm not sure how to explain it but to me…it just doesn't feel right yet."

He put his fingers to the bridge of his nose and pinched hard. I was causing him to have headaches. "Well, if you aren't willing to move onto that then stop teasing me with it, Bella."

"What?" I asked in confusion. "Jacob, I am not teasing you with anything."

"Yes, you are…first you lock my dog downstairs, then you sleep in that dang shirt knowing exactly what that does to me, then you let me get that far and then you pull the plug." He ticked off everything quickly. All of these things that he pointed out…he thought it was because I hoped we could have sex?

I felt terrible. "No…I left Sam downstairs because I wanted to sleep with you without him in the bed…you know just me and you actually sleeping. Then I put this shirt on because it's my favorite one. And I let you get that far because I want this too, Jake. I really truly want you and if you can't believe me when I say that then maybe I should just go. But I can't have you that way yet…it's not the right time."

When I finished my little speech I got up out of the bed and started looking for my clothes. I grabbed my shirt and started to pull it on but his hands stopped me.

"I'm sorry." He said honestly and pulled me into his chest to hug me. "It's been a long day and I thought that you…I'm sorry."

I closed my eyes to hold back the tears that were biting their way in. I would not cry in front of him. "Jake, I'm sorry really I am…but sometimes it feels like that's the only reason you want me. You know thrill of the chase and once you have me then you will not want anything to do with me anymore."

"That's not true, Bella." He said and rubbed a hand down through my hair and on down my back. "That's not true at all. I want all of you, Bella, not just this, that or the other. I want every piece that makes you who you are. That's what I want."

I pulled back and looked into his eyes and said through tears, "Then stop trying to pressure me into this. It will happen when it happens."

He stared into my eyes for a moment and then nodded, "Ok, I will."

I fell back into him and hugged him tightly.

"Do you want to lie down and sleep now?" He asked and continued to rub my back.

I nodded and let him tuck me into the sheets. I didn't care that I was just in my underwear. I just wanted sleep. I think that I was out before Jake got into the bed next to me.

I was having a crazy dream…I was in that hell hole that people call a gym and I was on the weight bench, but I wasn't alone. At first, I thought that I was with Jacob because that would make sense but it wasn't him. I don't know who I was with but he was good…and was pleasing me in every way possible. The dream went on forever it seemed like. First, he had me on the bench then against treadmill, then in the pool. It was a great dream either way.

The next morning a pair of lips woke me up to the smell of French toast. I smiled and wrapped my arms around Jake's neck to pull him closer to me as I let his kiss sink in. He was a good kisser…

When he pulled back I took a deep breath and stared into his deep chocolate brown eyes. "Morning."

"Morning," He replied and kiss my forehead before pulling away and grabbing a tray with a covered plate on it, a glass of orange juice, and a little vase with one rose in it. "I made you breakfast in bed to make up for last night. I was jerk and I'm sorry…it was just a bad day and I unnecessarily exploded. I'm sorry."

I sat up and watched as he sat the tray down on my lap and uncovered the plate to reveal French toast covered in strawberries and whipped cream.

Smiling brightly I said, "You are forgiven. And thank you for breakfast."

Jacob smiled and kissed me once more before turning towards the bathroom. "Enjoy your breakfast."

"Aren't you going to join me?" I asked as I watched him slip into the room that was already filled with steam. He must have been letting his shower run.

"No…one of us has to be on time for work." Jacob winked at me before he disappeared into the steam and shut the door.

I ate slowly and enjoyed every bite of the meal. It tasted great-just like every other thing that he cooks for me. I was still eating and trying to make the two pieces of toast last longer when Jacob stepped out of the bathroom clad in just a black towel. My eyes stayed on him as his dripping wet form walked across the room towards his closet. Was he trying to give me a heart attack this morning? I turned my head and studied his backside as he walked through the small hallway into his closet.

"Cheater." I mumbled under my breath as I took the last few bites of my French toast.

When I finished, I stood up from the bed and grabbed the same t-shirt that I had on last night. Slipping it on I went downstairs with the tray and began washing the few breakfast dishes that were there…it was the least I could do. As soon as I was at the bottom of the stairs Sam was by my side wagging his tail excitedly. He stayed right on my heels as I moved around the kitchen and when I stopped in front of the sink and began washing, Sam fell at my feet and rested his head on his paws and began whining.

"I'm sorry that I left you down here, Sam." I said to him knowing he just wanted my attention. I stretched my foot over to rub his belly which made him immediately forgive me.

I was just about to unplug the sink when a pair of strong arms wrapped around me and Jacob kissed my neck right below my ear before whispering, "Would it be sexist of me to say that I love seeing you working in my kitchen?"

I laughed and unstopped the drain to let the water run out then I turned to look at him. "Well, to some yes…that would be a very sexist comment. But to me…" I shrugged and rolled my eyes aiming for nonchalance, "I don't know what's more offensive…you loving me in your office or your kitchen."

He laughed and shook his head at me. "You are a dangerous woman…Isabella."

I smiled and hugged him around the waist, "So which is it, Jacob…office or kitchen?"

He closed his eyes and breathed deeply. When they opened they scanned my body and when he finally looked back to me he answered, "In my t-shirt…it definitely wins. Now if I could see you in my t-shirt-Guns N' Roses nonetheless-standing in my office…well, I may not be able to contain myself."

I chuckled lightly and stretched up onto my tip toes so that I could reach his lips. He leaned forward and I thought he was going to kiss me but instead he gripped my hips and sat me up on the counter then pulled my face to his. We kissed for several long moments and when I pulled away to catch my breath Jake glanced to the clock on the microwave and sighed.

"I have to go to work." He stared at my lips for a second.

"Can I be late today?" I asked thinking sincerely about going back upstairs and going to bed.

He thought about it for a second. "Not too late…I will miss you."

I smiled and agreed. "Not too late."

"I will see you there." He said and kissed me once more before helping me down off the counter and turning to leave. "Bye, Bella."

"Bye, Jacob." I said and waited until he was out the door and then I darted back upstairs and crawled into bed. Maybe I would have that dream again…

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