Bella's Sun 2

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Permalink Reply by XO Edward XO Jacob XO on September 27, 2011 at 6:18pm

I love that this is years later.... I like the debriefing on everyone!!! What is Leah doing? I cried when I read the name of Emilys baby boy!!! I like the vacation it was simple and nice... The fact that it was a pit stop and Vegas is next has me giddy for marriage!!! LOL!!! Jacobs job is fantastic and he is good at it!!! I hope Bella opens the book store!!! LLOOVVEEDD IITT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Permalink Reply by JJ on September 27, 2011 at 6:24pm

Leah is in Seattle, with everyone going to Washington State for medical school.  She wants to go into family medicine.

Permalink Reply by bella and jacob black on September 28, 2011 at 7:05am

wow.. its great.

Permalink Reply by eftiola lautner on September 28, 2011 at 5:26pm

it was really great!!!!!!i liked the summary of everything they had all done i had a feeling emily would name her son sam, i was right! jacobs job seems good but it would be cool if bellas book store was also there, the trip seems reallly fun...its a pit stop huh? wonder wat vegas will be about....marrige maybe? cuz they are older now so who knows right lol :P

really great!!!!!!!!!!!!!! cant wiat for next chapter !!!!:D

Permalink Reply by JJ on October 4, 2011 at 12:45am

I'm really glad that you enjoyed the summary and jump in time. Yes I thought Sam would be a good name for her son, but I didn't think that she would want to call him that all the time.  

I'm glad you are enjoying their trip.  Now on with the show . . . 

:D 

Permalink Reply by JJ on October 4, 2011 at 12:46am

 

Chapter 13 – WHAT HAPPENS IN . . .

It was another long day of traveling, however we took our time and slept in, made love again and had a huge breakfast before heading out on the road. As we pulled into Vegas, the sun started to dip down past the horizon and the bright lights of the city could be seen all around me. Bella and I both stared out the window at all the beautiful colors, as she parked the car in front of the Monte Carlo Resort and Casino. It was a very tall gold building with lots of lights illuminating it. The entrance had a tiered look with three layers slowly getting taller and several archways with illuminated statues under the arches.

“How we you able to pull off this hotel, Bells?” I asked, knowing that neither of us had a lot of money right now.
“A fantastic online deal. I think they plan on us spending our money at the casino so the hotel room was actually pretty cheap.”
“Have you been to Vegas before?” I asked.
“Nope, but it always seemed like fun and the lights are so beautiful.”
“That is true. So are you feelin' lucky?” I smirked, raising my eyebrows.
“With you? Always!” Bella smiled and leaned over the seat inside the car to give me a kiss, which I returned.

I grabbed our suitcase and then Bella checked us in. Even the lobby area was magnificent with white and brown marble floor, tall white and gold ceiling, and several large square pillars. We road the large glass elevator to the seventh floor and unlocked our room. It was massive with a large white bed with a chocolate brown blanket folded at the end. There was a matching red and gold couch and two soft chairs. The bathroom was spectacular with white marble flooring and walls, gold fixtures on the double sink, glass shower, and double jacuzzi tub.
“Holy cow, Bells! This is amazing.”
“Is it too much?” Bella asked uneasy.
“Not at all, it is perfection.”

We were both tired, but wanted to stretch our legs and wandered around the hotel, checking out the accommodations. I couldn't believe that there were over eight different restaurants, including one buffet. We decided on Diablo's Cantina which served Mexican food, it was small, but tall with two levels. It had a dark club look with black tables and amber light glowed from the bar, with a large wheel that they would spin to determine what drink suddenly became half price. There was a live band on the top floor, and we ate outside on the balcony. The food there was really expensive, but tasted fantastic.

After eating, we decided to relax in bed with a random movie that was showing. Bella went to the suitcase and grabbed something small and silky and went to the bathroom. She came back, wearing a short, sexy, dark purple nightie. It had tiny straps that crisscrossed along her back and deep V in the front.
“Hey sexy, I thought we were watching TV.”
“We are.” She said, pulling up the blankets and snuggling into my side.
“Sure, sure.” I mumbled, content to massage the soft material until I could take it off later.

A few hours later there was a knock on the door with a complimentary glass of champagne and chocolate chip cookie for each of us. I took the silver serving tray, setting it on the end table.
“This seems like a weird combination.” I mentioned, handing the glass to her. Neither of us drank alcohol very often, mostly because it wasn't worth the expense.
“Yeah, I agree.” Bella said, while nibbling on her cookie. “And I'm guessing I never mentioned that you aren't 21.”
I shrugged, by now I was used to strangers assuming that I was older than I really am, and Bella had adjusted to it as well. “One glass isn't going to do anything to me anyways.”

“True, do you think that you can even get drunk?” Bella asked.
“I don't know, I have never tried. I know that Embry and Quil did when we played Truth or Dare together. They finished off the bottle that night. It took about half the bottle before Quil got pretty tipsy, so I guess it is possible, but it would take a lot in a short amount of time. Their buzz didn't last long because of their body temperature, burning the alcohol off.”
“That must be nice.” Bella commented, as she sipped her glass.
“Have you ever been drunk, Bells?”
“No, I went to a few parties in college with a couple friends, but I don't really like beer and with Edward attached to my hip there wasn't a chance for me to drink.”

“Yeah, I can imagine. Would you want to get drunk?” I asked.
“It is not a goal in life or anything, but it wouldn't bother me either way. I wouldn't mind trying more wines and maybe finding a beer that I like” Bella shrugged. “But it is not like alcohol is that important to me, it just feels more grown up to drink it. What about you?”
“It has never been important to me, but that might be partly because I have never really considered it an option. Several of the other guys have bought beer and have never been carded, but like you, I don't really care for the taste. However, I know that there are a lot that I haven't tried, like this champagne, it is good.” I finished mine, waiting for Bella to finish hers before, placing the serving tray back outside our door.

We spend the next couple days exploring the amazing town. Even in the daytime the place seemed to glow and we spent a lot of time walking along the strip and going inside the lobbies of the more famous hotels. The casino had dark purple, red, and gold carpet is large swirly patterns, thick solid wood tables for cards and a separate section for the slots. I wasn't much of a card player, even though I liked that there was a little more skill involved. The slots were simple with a plastic game card that you would swipe, but it felt more like being at a arcade, except for it was extremely loud with bells and random ringing going off every few minutes.

Some of the casinos had live bands and dancers, I certainly saw more sequins, feathers, and boobs than ever before.
Bella laughed at my amazement. “You should take a picture, it will last longer.”
“Oh shut up.” I said, hiding my embarrassment. “I'm sure that there are some half naked guys around here that you could be staring at.”
“I'm sure there are, however it probably won't have the same affect, I see your half naked brothers all the time. I assumed that when they quit phasing they would start wearing clothes, apparently I was wrong.”
I laughed. “You have a good point.”
“Would you want Leah, Jackie, and me to walk around half naked to make it fair?”
“Umm, that feels like a no win question. Whether I say 'yes' or 'no', either way I'm screwed.”
“Fair enough.”

We were walking back from seeing Phantom of the Opera at the Venetian hotel. The hotel was beyond words with a vaulted ceiling that had amazing artwork with intricate gold, outlining like a picture frame, an indoor retail mall, and canals. The theater had three tiers of seating, with a soft red material on each seat, and each tier got further and higher from the stage. I was glad that Bella and I had seen the movie before and I was familiar with the storyline otherwise I probably would have been lost. I can't say that I am a huge fan of the opera style singing, but couldn't help but be amazed by the costumes and special effects, especially being a live performance.

We went to an afternoon show, had an early dinner and we were walking back to our hotel when we passed the Flamingo hotel. The sun was beginning to set and the bright oranges and pinks in the sky matched the entrance of the hotel with bright 'feathers' arching across the front. Along the path there was an announcement of a wine tasting, starting in less than an hour.
“Hey, Bells look,” I said, pointing at the sign. “You up for some sampling?”
“Yeah, sure, it sounds fun. But what about you?”
“If they do not ask, then we don't tell.” I suggested, uncertainly.
“Alright, I'm game.”

We walked through the casino which had a tall pink table with a thick clear top, four poles on each corner of the table and one pole in the middle with two girls standing on the table. The girls had impossibly tiny black shorts and each had a bright shiny pink bikini top. They would shake their hips, bend over, and slide either on the same pole or each on their own. Bella had my hand and my feet kept moving, but there was no way I wasn't staring as we went by. At the lobby, we followed the signs to a large room with multiple tables. Bella purchased the tickets, and I chatted with the girl to the point that I think she completely forgot that Bella was the only one of us that showed id.

“You are such a flirt.” Bella mumbled.
“Hey, it worked didn't it.” I whispered back.
“Sure, sure.” Bella rolled her eyes, but had a huge grin over her face.
We walked to another attendant who handed us a wine glass. “Here is your glass, have either of you come to a tasting before?” He asked. I shook my head and Bella answered 'no'. “Here is a list of what is being offered,” he handed us a piece of paper with the names listed into sections. There were 30 beers, and 50 wines listed as whites, reds, and blushes, and it showed the location of a full bar that would serve sample size mixed drinks. We were also handed a pen to be able to mark what we liked or disliked.

The attendant continued. “You may sample as little or as much as you like, the proper technique is to swish the drink in your mouth. Some take small sips and others prefer a large drink, knowing that it is perfectly acceptable to not swallow and simply be tasting, just spit it back into your glass. Each table will have a bucket to pour out what is in your glass, and water there to clean out your glass. Does that make sense?”
“Yes, thank you.” I looked at Bella and she nodded her head.
“Have a great time. Oh, I almost forgot, there are also tables of cheese and crackers, make sure that you do not have an empty stomach and be responsible.”

We were excited and decided that we wanted to taste everything and went around the room from one table to the next. None of the beers were very good, but I found that I liked the darker ones better and Bella liked a Boulvard wheat beer that we could probably find at home if we wanted to. As for the wines we both likes the blush wines, however I preferred red which I found surprising and Bella preferred the white because they were sweeter.

We were at the bar section, getting shot size samples, when Bella's face scrunched into a grimace.
“How can someone mess up chocolate?” Bella took another sip of her chocolate martini and shuddered again.
“Good grief, Bella.” I grabbed it from her, swallowing it quickly. “Damn, that is horrible.”
Bella laughed, loudly. “I told you.”
We went and grabbed a few crackers and cheese, it seemed to help get a bad taste out of our mouth.
“Maybe, it clashed with the Long Island Ice Tea? I'm sure it isn't normal to have this many drinks at once.” I suggested.
“Sounds reasonable.” Bella filled her shot glass with water, cleaning it out, and walked back over to me. She tripped, face planting into my chest.

“Easy, girl, I think you have had enough.” I held her up with her shoulders, looking at her eyes.
“Don't be silly, Jacob, I always trip.”
“True, but if I can feel the alcohol, then that really makes me nervous about you.”
Bella smiled and giggled. “I want Sex on the Beach,” she said louder than she normally would, clearly drunk.
I wrap my arms around her, holding her tightly to me. “I think we should go,” I whispered in her ear.
Bella scowls, looking disappointed. “No, it will be the last one.”
“Alright, fine.” I kept my arm around her waist as we went back to the bar.

The bar tender made Bella her shot. “Same for you sir?” She asked.
“No, thank you.” I answered.
“Come on, Jacob, have sex with me.” Bella giggled.
I shook my head. “Oh jeez, Bells. How can I refuse that?” I smiled, nodding to the bar tender and she was trying really hard not to laugh. She filled the shot and I clicked it against Bella's and we drank it together. Bella giggled and kissed me as I hugged her tightly.
“Come on, girl, lets get you back.”

We returned our glasses, had several more crackers with cheese, and I grabbed her hand to walk back. Bella was a mess, giggling at everything she saw, and I was surprised that I was a little loopy and would giggle with her. We slipped our arms around the other's waist as we walked and giggled back to our hotel room. By now it was dark and the sidewalk glowed from the lights and bright bill boards that aligned the path.
“Jacob!” Bella screamed, and I picked her up quickly.
“What's wrong, Bells?” I asked looking around.
“Let's get married!” Bella squealed.
“Oh, Bella, you know I want to marry you, but we can't just get married.”
“Of course we can, this is Las Vegas for crying out loud.”
“If you are serious, then I will totally marry you. I just want to make sure that you know what you are doing.” I couldn't help the huge grin, stretching across my face at the prospect of getting married.

“Yes, I am aware.” Bella promised, climbing out of my arms in order to prove it. “I'm even in white and everything.” We had both dressed up for the show that we had attended with myself in black pants and blue pinstripe dress shirt. Bella had on a white dress that came just above her knee, it was tight around her waist and chest with one halter strap that went around her neck.

I knew that we were both a little loopy, but I felt like we were aware of what we were doing as we walked a little further to the Little Church of the West. It was a brown building with a large wooden shingles along the roof and a stain glass cross over the archway above the front door. We walked in the front door hand-in-hand, smiling and kissing each other whenever we had the chance.
“Awww, I can always spot those here for a Vegas wedding,” said a man at a large podium just inside the church.
“Yes.” I beamed at him and Bella grinned beside me, squeezing my hand.
“Right this way,” he said, directing us to the podium, showing us the options that they had available. I was so excited that I wasn't paying that much attention, and Bella seemed to just point at a random package that seemed to interest her.

Then we were separated as we were each directed to a dressing room where I used the restroom and washed my hands and face. There was cologne available, so I gave myself a squirt and wasn't crazy about the smell, because it was too strong. Then I was directed to the front of the church, there were white and red roses that filled the front, they weren't real but the room was still had a floral scent in the air.

The minister had black pants, white shirt, and simple tie and a Bible open in his hands.
“Are you ready, sir?” He asked.
“Absolutely, I have always dreamed of marrying her.” I smiled.
“I can tell that you love her very much.”
“I do.” I grinned.
“Just keep saying that and you will be fine.”
I nodded my head. “I can do that.”

Then I heard the traditional wedding march as the back doors opened and Bella walked out. She had a lacy veil over her head that came down her back onto the ground giving her a train. Her hair was down around her shoulders and I'm guessing that someone applied makeup on her because she had more on than she would normally wear. I could smell her strong perfume and it took me a moment to get used to the smell. In her hands she carried a small bouquet of three white lilies with pink centers. With each step that she took I could feel my smile spread out further across my face. Bella grinned and once she was at my side I took her hand.

“I love you, Bells.”
“I love you too, Jake.” Bella smiled and giggled up at me.
The minister started speaking and for a while I was so in my own world that I wasn't really listening. Bella's beautiful brown eyes sparkled, however she blinked often and I think the thick mascara felt funny to her. Her cheeks had an unnatural blush and her lips were a bright magenta, and slowly things started to not feel right. Bella giggled more than I knew to be normal, leaned heavily into my side, and her eyes shifted, looking everywhere, but didn't really seem to be focusing.

I never thought that the setting or Bella's appearance would be important to me, but I looked out at the white empty pews, and I wanted to have my family and friends here with me when I married the girl of my dreams.
“Marriage, is what brings us together today,” I heard the minister say as I began to focus on what he was saying. “Do you Jacob Black take Bella Swan to be your beloved wife?”
“Wait.” I stated firmly, taking a deep breath.
“Huh?” Bella questioned, clearly confused.

“Bella, look around, is this really how you want us to get married? To have a whirlwind wedding, without our family or friends here with us.”
“I don't care about a big production, Jacob.”
“I don't either, but Bella, I have waited so long to marry you that I want to do it right. With your father walking you down the isle, and my father standing with us and pronouncing us man and wife.” I blinked, trying to think.
“Jacob, do you not want to marry me?” Bella frowned, speaking softly.
“Of course I do, you know that.”

“No, I don't. It has been three years and you haven't mentioned marrying me even once since we visited my mom the first time.”
“Excuse me,” I said to the minister and lead Bella to one of the first chairs. We sat down next to each other and I took the flowers out of her hand, setting them beside me and took both her hands in mine. “Bella, I haven't asked you since then because I wanted to wait for you to actually say 'yes' when I asked.”
“I have said 'yes', and now you're the one stopping us.” Bella began to cry and thick black tears streaked down her face.
“Oh god, Bells, that isn't what I meant at all.” There was a box of tissues under the first row and I pulled a couple tissues, wiping her face.

“I want to be able to propose to you in the way that I have planned out for the past three years. I know exactly where we will go and what I want to say. I have been thinking about the perfect ring for you,” I looked at the two simple gold bands, “and that ring is not it. I want to stand in front of my family, friends and tribe, and take you as my wife, and it not be a spontaneous decision that you might regret when you wake up.”
Bella shook her head. “I could never regret marrying you.”
“Maybe not, but you might regret the way we got married. I know I would.” I wiped another black tear that came down her face. “I want to see your natural beauty, and not this fake stuff that others need to make themselves feel beautiful.”
“Oh, Jake . . .” Bella flung both arms around my neck, hugging me tight and I returned it with equal intensity. Bella took another tissue, pulling herself together.

We both held on to each other for a while, and then we pulled apart neither of us speaking.
“I don't mean to intrude,” the minister said, taking a couple steps towards us. “Obviously, I have performed thousands of weddings and I usually get a feeling for those that will last and those making a mistake. The love that you both have for each other is so evident, that I know that you will make it. However, you deserve to have your wedding be a dream come true.”
“Thank you, I'm sorry for any inconvenience we may have caused.” I told him.
“There has been none at all. It has been my pleasure to meet you both.”
Bella smiled weakly and a lady came, taking her veil off and Bella tried to return the flowers, but they insisted that she keep them.

We walked back to our hotel and after getting ready for bed, the emotional exhaustion made us fall asleep almost instantly. The next morning we both slept in and Bella wasn't feeling that great from the alcohol. I wouldn't call it a complete hang over, but it was a good thing that we didn't really have anything planned for today. It was also good because Bella was extremely quiet. I wasn't sure, but I felt like she was really angry with me because I stopped us from getting married.

After lunch we decided that we would float down the lazy river that the hotel provided. We each got a tube and Bella floated inside the circle with her arms and shoulders hanging over the edge and I sat in the middle with my legs and arms dangling over the edge.
“Bells, please talk to me.”
“I don't know what to say.” She whispered.
“Why are you mad at me?”
“I'm not.”
“Really?”
“I'm not mad at you.”
“I don't believe you.”
“I'm not sure, Jake. I get why you stopped us and I'm not mad about that. I mean if I came back married Renee would shoot me. Not because I got married, but because she wasn't there.”

I chuckled and nodded my head. “That is what I meant. You have to know that it is not you, if we were home I would marry you on the spot.”
“Thanks. I think I'm just embarrassed.”
I reached over and took her hand as we continue to float along. “I'm sorry. The last thing that I ever would want to do is hurt your feelings or embarrass you. Tell me this, if you woke up this morning married to me how would you feel?”
Bella paused to think about her response, which I appreciated because it showed that she was taking my question seriously. “I would be a little freaked out, but going through it yesterday has really made me ready. I want to get married.”
“Really? I assumed that you wanted to wait until you finished college.”
“I'm tired of waiting, and I think there will always be something or some reason to wait.”

I was really excited and flipped off my flotation tube and pulled Bella into a deep kiss. “I think I might be the happiest person alive right now.” I grinned and kissed her again. Bella grinned back between kisses and her arms were around my neck. “Give me a little time to get your ring and I promise you a real engagement.
“Sounds great, but the ring isn't that important to me.”
I rolled my eyes. “Oh, don't give me that.”
I got back on the tube and we talked about more details of our engagement and wedding. What style Bella wanted to have and all that. We had talked about it some after Kim and Jared's and Paul and Rachel's weddings. Kim's was very small with mostly family and of course Rachel's was a production and we both agreed that a mixture of the two would be great for us.
Talking was exactly what we both needed, we ate at the Italian restaurant at the hotel, and then we relaxed that evening in the large jacuzzi tub. We kissed and caressed each other until we ended up making love surrounded by warm water.

Permalink Reply by Anita Newbill on October 4, 2011 at 7:13pm

Really great chapter!!  I went to Los Vagas  for the first time in my life within the past year a,d could picture everything so well!!   Very wise that Jacob handles his liquor better than Bella!!  I think they'd hve been sorry not having the family & friends around!!   Love Tuesdays!!

 

 

Permalink Reply by JJ on October 4, 2011 at 7:24pm

That is awesome, I am really glad that you felt the experience of Vegas.  I have actually never been to Vegas, so this chapter took a TON of online research!!  So I'm glad that it has paid off.  Between Jacob being massive AND a werewolf it would be very difficult for him to get drunk, but not so difficult for Bella.  It also would make sense that he would "sober up" (even though he wasn't really drunk) quicker than Bella would. I also think that they would have regretted not having their family with them.  They have been together for a long time and their family deserves to have this experience with them. :D 

 

Permalink Reply by bella and jacob black on October 4, 2011 at 1:28am

ohh. its very great... ur an amazing writer.... keep going..

Permalink Reply by JJ on October 11, 2011 at 9:54am

Song - Martina McBride - I Call You Mine 

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Chapter 14 – SAY WHAT?

BELLA'S POV

It has been a month since Jacob and I returned from Vegas, and honestly I was surprised that Jacob hadn't officially proposed. I thought that the idea of getting married would be really scary for me, but when I woke up and remembered that we almost got married it was a really weird feeling for me. Part of me was relieved because I knew that it was impulsive and I wasn't really thinking clearly. What surprised me was that a much larger part of me was disappointed and I realized that I really wanted to be married to Jacob.

We stayed together unless he was at the shop and I worked with Jackie, Embry and Seth at the resort. I usually got off work before Jacob and would either go to the shop or to Emily's house. Therefore Jacob knew to go to her house, if I wasn't at the shop.

Her little one, Tommy, is seriously the most precious little boy ever and Jacob is beyond amazing with him.
“Uncka Jak, Uncka Jak!” Tom squealed, as Jacob walked in the front door. Tom ran full speed, leaping into the air and Jacob caught him easily, lifted him over his head, making airplane sounds as Tom flew around the room. Together they soar over to Emily and me, where we each got a sloppy wet kiss from Tom and big hugs from Jake.

“You are extremely lucky, Bella.” Emily murmured, leaning against the kitchen counter as Jacob and Tom settled on the floor, in front of the couch, each with a train and continued to play together.
“I know I am.”
“I honestly don't know what I would have done with him.” Emily sighed. “Every time I thought I would completely lose my mind, Jacob was there.”
“I'm glad, Emily, I really am. I feel like we are all a family and I really love to watch Jake with Tom. It makes me think about the father he will be someday.”

“I think about that all the time.” Emily acknowledged.
“Does it make you miss Sam?”
“No more than I always do. The whole pack makes sure that I am well taken care of, but it is not the same.” Emily gave a sad smile.
“Yeah, I get that.” I nodded my head in understanding.
“This might seem strange, but I love to watch you and Jacob together.” Emily smiled. “The love and devotion that you have for each other is unmatched. You both slip into this other world where only you and he exist.”
“Thanks, that means a lot, especially from an imprint.”

“Do you still worry about Jacob imprinting?” Emily asked.
“It is always in the back of my mind, I can't help it. But I love Jake too much to let something that may never happen keep me away. If he imprinted today, I wouldn't regret the time that I had.”
“I understand that.” Emily continued to smile. “I'm really glad that you didn't let him go.”
“Really?” I asked before I was able to stop myself.
“What dose that mean?” Emily asked confused.
“I shouldn't have said anything. I'm sorry.” I tried to back petal. I have never been jealous of the friendship between Jacob and Emily, but at the same time I know that they love each other.

“You know that Jacob and I are family, nothing more.” Emily said seriously.
“I know, I'm fine with it.”
“Really?” Emily said doubtfully.
“Yeah, I deserve that. And yes, really.” I confirmed. “I'm not worried about you and Jacob, and the time that he spends with Tom. You all need each other, and I really do love to watch Jacob with your son.”
“He is amazing.” Emily confirmed
“Yes he is.” I had no problem agreeing too.

“Now, now ladies,” Jacob trotted over with Tom on his back, “let's save some of that praise for when I can really bask in it.” He smirked, jokingly.
“Oh what makes you think you are so praise worthy.” I tried to say seriously.
Jacob came over and raised up on his knees, placing his hands on my waist. “Bells, wolf hearing remember, I know everything.” He raised his eyebrows, still smirking.
On his knees we were almost the same height with him being only slightly shorter than me and I leaned down and kissed him gently.

Emily finished up the last few touches on dinner and we ate together. Jacob and I stayed as Tom got his bath and got ready for bed. Emily tucked him in and kissed his forehead as Jacob sat down on the end of his bed, reading him a story.
“Uncka Jak.” Tom interrupted the story.
“Yeah, Tommy?” Jacob looked up from the book.
“Are you my daddy?” He asked, and I couldn't help taking a quick look at Emily. She looked so sad and a single tear slid down her cheek. I walked over to her and placed an arm around her waist, and she smiled weakly.
“No, you know I'm not.” Jacob answered, setting the book down on the floor, scooting closer to him.

Tom moved over to make room for Jacob on the bed. “Can I pretend you are?”
“Uhmm. . . ” Jacob looked over at us with almost a pleading look and Emily began to cry heavily. 'Help me!' Jacob mouthed. I motioned with my hand for him to come here and handed him Emily. She started to fall apart and Jacob scooped her up and it sounded like he took her to her bedroom.
I picked up the book that Jacob had been reading and continued where he left off. After a few minutes I was finished and I placed it back on the book shelf.
“What's wrong with Mommy?” Tom asked, sitting up in bed.
“She will be fine, you know Jake will take good care of her.” I sat down next to him on the bed. “It is just that sometimes your mommy misses your actual daddy.”
“Yeah . . .” Tom said, looking down and began to rub his fingers over the soft blanket that he slept with.
“You know, it is okay to love Jake. He loves you very much and would do anything for you. But he can't be someone he isn't.”

I gave him a big hug and kissed his cheek as I pulled the covers over him, tucking him in tightly. His eyes fluttered for a moment as he hugged his blanket and relaxed into sleep. I ran my fingers through his soft hair for a moment and then gave him a gentile pat before standing up to leave. As I turned around I saw Jacob, standing in the door way.
“You are amazing,” he whispered.
“How long have you been standing there?” I asked.
“Not long, but wolf hearing, you know.” He said like that explained everything. He took a step closer, wrapping his arms around me. “I love you.” He said, his words muffled into my hair.
“I love you, too.” I hugged him tightly and we kissed sweetly.
“Will you meet me outside? I want to poke my head in on Emily and then we can go for a walk or something.”
“Sure, no problem.” I agreed easily.

I walked outside, sitting down on the front porch. The sun began to set and I watched it slip below the horizon, it was a warm summer night and there was a light breeze that felt really good. Jacob came out and took my hand as we walked along.
“Is Emily alright?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he shrugged. “You know, it is still hard sometimes. Most of the time she is fine and then something like that will happen and . . .” He grimaced, and I knew he didn't really like talking about the void that Sam left behind.
“I understand.” I offered to close the subject.
“I know you do.” Jacob pulled me into his side, taking my hand around his waist.

We continued to walk together silently. I love how we are just so comfortable with each other that a simple smile or look can speak volumes. Under our feet, it slowly changed from leaves and dirt into the pebbly sand of the beach as the night sky began to twinkle above. We sat down on our drift wood tree and Jacob turned sideways so that my back was to his chest and he wrapped his arms around me, settling them on my stomach.

I wasn't sure if it was what happened with Tom, but Jacob seemed to have a lot on his mind, so I rested my head against his shoulder, watching the waves rock back and forth against the shoreline. I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep until Jacob lifted me out of the Rabbit, carrying me to our room at my dad's house. Once Rachel and Paul moved in with Billy it became easier for Jacob and I to stay with Charlie when we were in town. It was a win-win, with us needing somewhere to stay and Charlie really enjoyed the company.

I heard mumbled words between Charlie and Jacob and a moment later felt Jacob sit down on the bed with me in his lap. He brought his free hand over my hair, tucking a strand behind my ear, before I stretched and stood up to get ready for bed. I loved having Jacob near me when we slept, and the few nights when we were apart it was hard for me to sleep. I can't say that I enjoyed waking up most mornings covered in sweat from his body heat, however we installed a ceiling fan in my room and that made a huge difference.

The following morning we had a quick breakfast with Charlie before driving back to La Push. Jacob went to his shop and I went to the resort, it wasn't much different from when Jacob first started working here. There was still a gift shop that was like a small convenience store with basic food and necessities. The main difference now were the customers. There was a large focus on corporate retreats so there were a lot more groups rather than just individuals renting one or two cabins.

Seth and I were getting the cabins ready for the next group, coming in this evening. I would clean the bathtub, toilet, sink, and floor, while he would change the sheets, hang the towels, vacuum the floor, and clean the mirrors. We had a good system down and could normally chat easily with each other. However, today Seth seemed really quiet.

“Seth, is everything okay?” I asked.
“Technically, yeah.” I heard him sigh. “It's just that Amber was supposed to come down for a few days, but now Leah is also coming home and now I don't have a place for her to stay. I volunteered to sleep on the couch and she could stay in my room, but she knew that her parents wouldn't like her staying in her boyfriend's room and she respects them too much to do it behind their back.”
“Well, that is good that she has a good relationship with her parents.” I added, trying to think of something positive to say. Seth and Amber have been dating for the past year, and even though it is clear he is crazy about her I can tell that they are taking things slow.
“Her parents are really great. We stayed with them over Spring Break and they are so much fun, but very protective of Amber, not that I blame them for that.”

“Wait, so you can stay at her house, but she can't stay at yours?” I asked, confused.
“I stayed in their guest room, which is fine. She wants to wait until she is married for, you know, and honestly I have seen so many people get hurt and messed up by getting physical too quickly. So I'm fine with waiting, I just want to work it out that she gets to come and I see her. I know I sound like a complete sap, but I miss her.”
“That is really sweet, Seth. Not to point out the obvious, but we do work at the resort. As long as not every room is filled, I think she could probably stay here.”
“Good idea. I'll talk to her about it, however she might not like being so isolated.”

“What do you mean?”
“You know, not having the accountability of parents, family, that sort of thing.”
“At some point they are just going to have to trust you and Amber. Honestly, I don't see how it is different than in college. You have your own apartment.”
“Are you kidding me?” I heard him give a short laugh. “I live with Leah. If she knew that I was having sex when she wasn't, she would make sure that I never have children. It is hard enough that I'm dating and she isn't.”

I shook my head, even though he couldn't see it because I was hunched over the tub, cleaning the facets. “That is not your problem. Leah could be dating if she wanted. I have never seen a girl that gets hit on more than Leah.”
“Gross, Bella, that is my sister.”
“I'm just saying, it is her choice that she isn't dating anyone.”
“Ok, point well taken.” Seth started up the vacuum and I finished up the bathroom. We continued until we finished the sixth and final cabin.

“You have any plans for tonight?” Seth asked, as we put away our cleaning supplies inside one of the storage cabinets inside the cabin.
“Not really, I'll head over to the shop from here and maybe have dinner at Billy's.” We stepped out onto the front porch of the cabin, as we continued to talk to each other.
“Cool, well have fun. I'm going to talk to Embry and see if there is a spot for Amber.”
“Alright, if there isn't, check with Jackie her house is huge and I'm sure that there is a guest room that Amber could stay in.”
“You are the best!” Seth gave me a huge hug, lifting me off the ground and kissed my cheek.
“Sure, sure.” I mumbled, and we held on to each other laughing.

“I guess my grandfather was right,” said a tall skinny boy that I didn't know.
“Come on, Bella, let's go.” Seth took my hand and started to lead me away from him.
“What...?” I started to ask and Seth shook his head.
“Kwo?okilchid, Hok at?” The boy asked. I didn't know what he said, but I felt Seth's arms tense and he turned around and glared at him.
“Kika!” Seth growled and shook his head. “Sorry, Bella,”

Then he turned back to the kid. “Linny, go! Before Jacob comes and beats the crap out of you.”
“I'm not scared of Jacob.” Linny rolled his eyes.
“Well you should at least respect him, as chief of our tribe if nothing else.” Seth challenged.
“He will never be chief as long as he is still with her.” Linny glared at me and took another step towards us and Seth moved me to his other side, keeping his hand at my waist.
“Have you lost your mind?” Seth scowled. “You idiot, he already is.”
He continued to glare at me. “We will see about that,” he challenged, before he turned to leave. Seth watched him leave and didn't let me go until he was out of sight.

“What was that about?” I asked, as Seth gave me a light pat on the back before letting go.
“You don't want to know.” Seth answered, as he began to walk, reaching for my arm to have me come with him.
“Don't give me that! I may not want to, but I need to know. Obviously it was about me.”
“It's stupid, Bella.”
I brushed his hand from my arm, so that I could stop walking and crossed my arms over my chest.“What did you both say?”
“You aren't going to let this go, are you?”
“No, so you might as well get it over with and tell me.”

Seth sighed. “He asked where you were going, and I told him to go away.”
“You are editing something, because I don't believe you would be so protective if someone simply wondered where I was headed.”
Seth shook his head, and ran a hand through his short hair. “He said 'Hok at', which means white person.”
“He doesn't like me because I'm white? Seriously?” On our first date I remembered meeting Jacob's family members that didn't live on the reservation because of being mixed, but that was over 40 years ago that they left.
“I told you it was stupid.” Seth mumbled.
“Does the rest of the tribe feel that way too?”
“No,” he answered way too quickly.

“Seth, tell me the truth.”
“I did, for most of the tribe race is not an issue. Amber is white and I feel confident that I could bring her here and she would be completely accepted.”
“But...”
“For some people it is different because of you being with Jacob. Jacob has always been held to a different standard, his whole life, because of being Ephraim Black's grandson. He already is chief even though there are some that don't acknowledge it because he isn't married. It used to be a tradition that the chief had to be married in order to take on that responsibility.”

“And if Jacob marries me...”
“There are some people who won't like it.” Seth, took both my hands. “But Bella, that is their problem and I know Jacob would never let that stop him from being with you.”
“Maybe it should.”
Seth shook his head again. “No, Bella, someone judging you based on your race isn't fair. It is just plain stupid.”
“But he instantly got upset, just seeing me.” I countered, biting down on my lower lip.

“Well that was just extra stupid on his part. I think he thought maybe there was more than just cleaning going on with us inside that cabin.” Seth rolled his eyes.
“What? That's crazy.”
“Thanks, Bella. That's real nice.” Seth teased, and draped his arm across my shoulders.
I chuckled. “You know what I mean.”
“Yes, I agree. That would be crazy.” He moved his hand to my back, between my shoulder blades. “Do you know what would be equally as crazy?”
I shook my head. “No, what is that?”
“If you let that idiot affect you. Jacob would never let someone tell him who he could be with and neither should you.”

I frowned. “I don't know Seth. Wouldn't they have a point? I can see where the chief's family line would need to remain pure.”
“Bella, having you in it will not make it any less 'pure'. Besides, you are seriously the best thing that has ever happened to Jacob. It probably won't come to this, but if Jacob had to choose between being chief and being with you, which one do you think he would pick?”
I shrugged, feeling overwhelmed with so much to think about.
Seth gave me a comforting squeeze on my shoulder. “Let me tell you, he would pick you every single time without even a moment of hesitation. And before you doubt if he should, yes Bella, he should. You are far more important than a few racist people that dramatically need a new perspective on life.”

I took a deep breath and looked around realizing that Seth had walked with me half way to Jacob's shop. “Thanks Seth.”
“Anytime, Bella,” he wrapped his arms around me to hug me and I hugged him back. “Take care, alright.” He said into my hair.
“I will.” We smiled at each other and then I walked on towards the shop. I could feel him watching me probably making sure that I got their without anything else happening. It was strange, I have never felt unsafe in La Push and now suddenly I knew that some members didn't really want me around or more specifically with Jacob, it was extremely unsettling.

It was a short walk over to Jacob's shop and I could hear Jake and Quil, talking to each other. As always they heard me coming, I swear that Jacob knew the sound of my feet by heart. Quil was under a red Ford Explorer and I could see his monster feet at the end and Jacob was at the desk they kept there, filling out a little paper work.
“We just had an oil change stop by, so give me 15 minutes and we can close down for the day.” Jacob said.
“Hey, Bells.” I heard Quil from under the car.
“Hey, Quill,” I gave a small smile and then saw Claire, sitting on the only respectful piece of furniture in the shop. It was a simple dark blue microfiber love seat. She was reading a book, with her legs, dangling over the side. At age seven she was getting tall and lanky, with dark chestnut brown hair and big hazel eyes.

I sat down with her trying to get over what happened with Linny, but it kept gnawing at me. Ten minutes later, Jacob was ready to leave and Quil would lock up shortly afterwards. We went to Billy's house and Jacob showered and put on clean khaki cargo shorts, skipping on the shirt like usual. Billy wasn't home, so I assumed that he was over at the Clearwaters and therefore he would eat over there. I poked my head in the refrigerator and quickly made a mental note to spend some time cooking tomorrow on my day off. The selection was not looking so good right now.

Suddenly, two strong hands were around my waist and I yelped. “Jake! You have got to quit scaring me like that.”
“It is not my fault that you were so mesmerized by an empty refrigerator that you didn't hear me coming.” He grinned. Come to think of it, he has been grinning at me ever since we left the shop.
“It seems that you have had a good day.” I smiled, his grin was completely contagious and I couldn't help but smile whenever I saw it.
“I have in deed, but I'm just glad to be with you.” He swept me up in his signature hug. If anything he has perfected it over the years and our bodies would melt together with my arms around his neck and his around my hips, lifting me off the ground.

“I need to go for a run. Will you come with me?” He asked, giving me the puppy dog eyes that I could never turn down.
“Sure, sounds great.” I really did love riding on his wolf. It was a little intimidating at first and I was scared to death that I would fall off, and honestly I think he was worried about that too. However, over the years we have found a really good rhythm and now I could feel in his hips or shoulders where he was about to go.
We walked out to the woods outside Billy's house and he removed his shorts with a wink. It would take my breath away each time because of his beautiful body and I know that I would stare, which he absolutely loved. A moment later he phased into his wolf and while I was disappointed that there was no longer a naked man in front of me, his wolf had his own beauty.

He nuzzled my shoulder and neck with his massive head as he gave his contented purr in the back of his throat while I ran my fingers through his thick, soft fur. He crouched down for me to slide on his back, once settled I would squeeze with my hips to let him know I was ready. He usually started at a steady trot and would slowly gain into a gallop. His hips and shoulders would roll as he lunged across the rough terrain, leaping over fallen logs and weaving through the trees. Summer was my favorite time of year to ride because it was warm and the breeze that his movements made felt great. The area was also more beautiful with thick leafy trees and dozens of colorful wild flowers.

I had been riding for about 30 minutes when we came to one of the many waterfalls in the area. Sometimes Jacob would catch us some fish and we would cook them together on the open fire, or we would go skinny dipping in one of the remote ponds. Jacob came to a stop and I slid off his side, holding on to his back for a minute to give my legs time to adjust to standing again. As soon as my hand lifted from his back Jacob phased back, crouched on the ground he looked up and smiled.

“I so love having you on my back when I run.” He beamed, and wrapped his arms around me. He was still on his knees and I really enjoyed kissing him like this. It wasn't quite the stretch it was for us to kiss when we were standing. I didn't even think about getting up on my toes or about him bending down for our lips to meet, it was 'normal' for us. But with him on his knees our heads were almost level and it felt like we could kiss for days. Finally needing air, I took a shaky step back, leaving my hands on his shoulders.
“I love kissing you, especially when you are on your knees,” I panted.
“I'll have to remember that.” He winked as the same grin he has been sporting all day spread across his face.

He stepped back, slipped on the shorts that were tied at his ankle, and then took my hand to walk with him. We also enjoyed walking and often would go to the crest of the waterfalls and if possible stand or sit in the small cave behind them. The terrain was rocky, however I have become much more steady on my feet. I'm not sure if that is natural grace that seems to come with growing older or if the yoga that I started in college gave me more balance.

We followed the stream, getting closer to the falls until there was a large clearing and I saw a blanket and picnic basket placed in the center.
“Why do I get the feeling that isn't an accident.”
Jacob smiled. “It's not, I have been wanting to do something special for a while.”
“Well thanks, this is a pleasant surprise.” Seeing the basket, I knew that there would be food and became instantly hungry.
We sat down on the blanket and Jacob pulled out a liter of Root Beer and a cup for me. I was thirsty and drank the cup quickly and traded the empty cup for a sandwich rap. It had several meats and cheeses wrapped in a specialty tortilla.
“Thanks, Jake.”
“No problem,” he garbled between bites of food. We ate quietly listening to the water, rushing from the stream and the waterfall not far away. There was also grapes and strawberries that we munched on. Jacob would toss the grapes up, catching them in his mouth and grin like he was really proud of himself.

“You are so adorable.” I chuckled.
“Well, I was going for sexy, but I'll take what I can get,” he shrugs.
Then he reaches for a strawberry and instead of eating it, he held it for me to bite. Jacob would always give me anything, but rarely does he give me his food and I found the gesture to be really sweet. I took a large bite, just missing his fingers that held on to the berry. It was sweet and delicious, however some of the juice dribbled on my chin.

Jacob licked the juices from my chin, which tickled and I giggled as he kissed all over my face before landing on my lips. His lips were so soft and smooth and I loved the way that they moved and caressed my own. Our tongues massaged together and I could taste the grapes and strawberries that we had recently ate. I could feel his strong hands on my waist as he lifted me into his lap with my legs on either side of him. We continued to kiss as I rubbed my hands down his back and across his shoulders, pressing my body even tighter into his. Slowly he laid me back and began to cover my face, neck and shoulders with kisses, coming down to the top of my breasts, pulling down my tank top. I continued to massage his chest and abs as my body lightly rocked against his.

He laid me back across the blanket and I was so lost in our touching that I didn't notice the light sprinkles until they turned to big fat rain drops.
“You have got to be kidding me?” Jacob looked up at the one dark cloud that hovered over us.
I grinned. “This isn't our first time to make out in the rain, and probably not our last.” I brushed a lock of hair that was in his face, getting wet from the rain.
“You are awesome, Bella.” He grinned, and pecked my lips. Then he backed up and I sat up, as the rain left big drops spattered on our clothes.
“Do you want to head back?” I asked.

“No, no, please lets stay.” He seemed almost panicked, as he reached back inside the picnic basket. “Here,” he said, tossing me a small deerskin bundle that fit easily into the palm of my hand. It was light brown and very soft with a slight fringe on the bottom and a beaded tribal design. There was a bright yellow X with red triangles on the right and left, and blue and green arrows coming from the top and bottom. The top had a simple loop that slide over a white whale tooth.

The rain continued to fall and I covered it completely with my hands. “What is this?” I asked.
“Just open it.” Jacob said easily.
I slipped the loop over the tooth and opened the pouch into my hand. Out came five candy hearts, and instantly I knew exactly what they were. I could feel my jaw drop and I looked at him a little speechless. He reached into my hand and turned over two hearts that were on their side and each heart had 'Marry Me' written across it.
“How?” I whispered, unable to speak any louder.
He smiled. “I went through the boxes of conversation hearts every year and if there was one in the box I took it out.” We still would toss our hearts at each other kissing, hugging, or saying 'I love you' whatever the heart said to do. “That purple heart is the first one I gave you and I promised to save it for another time. I think it's time...”

On both knees he took my hands, closing them around the conversation hearts.
“Bella, you are my best friend and I love you more and more,” he smiles and chuckles, “even when I didn't think it was possible to love you more. We have been together a long time and I know that things may not always be easy, but I want you by my side.” Slowly his hands came up my arms, resting on my shoulders. My hands settled into my lap, with my feet tucked under me. “I will never leave you, and will fight anything to keep that promise. Bella you are my whole world and I want to make every dream you have ever had come true. You are so beautiful,” he swept a piece of wet hair from my face and I had to laugh at getting called beautiful as the rain spattered across me. “When I hug or kiss you, I want it to be as my wife and someday the mother of my children. I want the whole world to know how much I love you.” He paused for a moment, and my heart was racing. Of course I wanted to marry Jacob, but could I really be the wife of the chief of the Quiluete tribe. Would they accept me? Would any children we have be outsiders?
His hands slid back down my arms to take my hands, bringing the back of my hands up to his lips, kissing each one. “Bells, will you marry me?”


Next chapter:
One month earlier . . . Jacob's POV


Author's Note: The Quiluette words said. Some of the characters I couldn't make properly, so this is the best I could to translate some of the characters into English text.
Where are you going? - Kwo?okilchid
White person – Hok at
Go away – Kika
Author's Note 2 – What did you think of Bella's POV?? Did you like it or rather not have her? The next chapter will be Jacob's POV and will back up several weeks as he prepares for this moment.


Pouch - http://www.1stdibs.com/furniture_item_detail.php?id=338400

 

Permalink Reply by Anita Newbill on October 11, 2011 at 11:15am

OHH, I loved Bella's POV!!!!    I loved the whole chapter!!  I still feel like I need a xanax to read a chapter, tho, and the issue w/ Linny will make that 2 xanaxs!!  Ha ha!!!   I still feel all the love that the characters feel for each other and that is very soothing, tho.  Can't wait 'til next Tues!!   Blessings to you & your family!

Permalink Reply by Anita Newbill on October 11, 2011 at 11:21am

P,S, Great song, too!!

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