Found this on a website, called deviant art. realli cool website, was made up by a guy, i think its realli gud. Enjoy!!
I could really get used to this. Waking up to see the face of the man I love every morning.
His arms were wrapped around my petite waist pulling me to him. I loved that he was possessive of me even when we were alone and sleeping.
I kissed his nose and got up without waking him. I took a shower and started on breakfast.
We didn’t eat anything yesterday, so I knew he would be starved. I decided on French toast and pancakes.
He always said he loved waking to the smell of French toast. I had to admit, I made exceptional French toast.
While I was pouring the batter for the pancakes, the door bell rang. I sprinted quietly to the door to stop whoever was there from ringing again.
Before I answered the door I saw who it was through the window. This was going to be no fun at all.
“Hi, Jacob.” I said as I opened the door.
He smiled and leaned against the door frame.
“Hey, Bells. I called your cell but you didn’t pick up. Your dad said you were still living at the Cullen’s place, but I thought you might be here.”
“How did you know I’d be here? No one knows that I live here except for my family.”
“Don’t you consider me your family, Bells?” Jacob pouted.
I rolled my eyes and playfully swatted his arm. I heard rustling from behind me.
“Bella?” Edward called.
Jacob stiffened noticeably. His jaw was set and his eyes were black.
I turned away from Jacob, not wanting to see anymore.
“In here, Edward.”
He came around the corner, changed in some pajama pant and no shirt. The cut on his chest didn’t look as bad as I had thought. I was too worried when I first saw it, and made it worse than I had previously thought.
When Edward saw Jacob the smile on his face disappeared. He shuffled over with tired legs and wrapped an arm around my waist.
“Morning, love.” Edward murmured before kissing my temple.
I saw Jacob clench his fists and he looked like he was about to jump at Edward. I had to calm things down.
“There’s breakfast in the kitchen, Edward. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
Edward shot a glare at Jacob before kissing my lips and walking off.
“Why is he here?” Jacob asked.
“This is his home,” I said calmly.
“No, I mean, why is he here? He’s supposed to be in war.”
“He was let go early. He has medical degrees, so he was sent back to work here.”
“That’s not right,” Jacob spat.
“What do you mean?” I shot back with just as much malice in my voice.
“Other people have to stay for years. He just gets to walk away?”
“Jacob, I don’t want to fight about this. He didn’t just ‘walk away’ there were deals and contracts made so he could leave to help here.”
Jacob’s nostrils flared in disagreement. I sighed, almost inaudibly.
“Do you want to come in?” I asked.
“No thanks, I just wanted to see if you were free today. I guess you aren’t considering you’re with your husband.”
He hissed the word husband and gave a glare through the wall to the kitchen. I heard Edward chuckle behind me.
I rolled my eyes and stifled a giggle.
“Sorry, Jake, maybe another time.”
His expression grew soft at the sound of me using his nickname. I had been rather rude to him lately, and I did feel bad.
“Yeah, maybe.” he said with a smile.
His eyes told me he wanted to say more, but he turned away and walked down the little cobblestone path to his car.
I shut the door after I waved him off. In a way I did miss my old friend. The Jacob I could turn to if I couldn’t be with Edward. The Jacob who knew what say when he slipped up and called someone an inappropriate name.
I sighed as I walked into the kitchen. Edward had a plate for me next to his.
“Good to know you’re still turning him down.” Edward said with a full mouth.
I dabbed the sides of his mouth with the napkin on the table and kissed his cheek.
“What do you mean?”
“He’s got the hots for you, Bella.” he said with a chuckle.
“Come on, Edward. Don’t rub it in. Besides, I thought you hated it when other guys look at me.”
“Ugh, I do, I can’t stand it. But I know that you love me more than anyone else, and I have nothing to worry about.”
“That’s good, because I only have the hots for you.” I said nuzzling his nose.
He kissed me, hard and long. His mouth was like a drug, and I had been without for far too long.
In a flash I was in his arms. He sprinted with me down the hall, as fast as possible without jostling me, or removing his lips.
He threw me onto the bed and I giggled as his lips retreated back to mine.
Yes. I definitely had the hots for Edward.