Hands on Me (A Twilight Fanfiction written by IndependentIndividuality)

Chapter 46: In Which There are Bracelets and Flowers

Chapter 46: In Which There are Bracelets and Flowers

A/N: All right my lovely readers, here's another awaited chapter and we're drawing closer still. The next chapter is where everything . . . starts, but not where it finishes. Some things had to happen first, as you'll see. The next two chapters were meant to be one but they just grew past what was acceptable and I had to split them. This is some pre-wedding night fluff, but it's not just fluff for the sake of it. I wanted to write Jake and Nessie's wedding day/night exactly how I pictured it happening, not skipping over anything, especially when they were alone. So don't worry, you won't get a fade to black.

Um . . . I don't know what people do exactly on their wedding nights, besides the obvious, so bear with me here. This is how I see Jacob and Nessie's going down. These chapters have been written for months and I've been just waiting until it was time to post them.

Besides that, there's not much else to say. Please keep subscribing and commenting on Alphas and Imprints, and feel free to send me any food wolf/imprint fic you may come across. If you would be so kind. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own it. I don't even know what I'm doing. Oh, but kudos to the few who guessed that the 'bracelet and sunflowers' comment would come back - y'all are good.

In Which There are Quileute Bracelets and Sunflowers

can you be everything i need you to be?
can you protect me like a daughter?
can you love me like a father?
can you drink me like water?
say i'm like the desert
only way hotter

- jewel, good day

"I - " I stuttered as we pulled into Jacob's front yard. "I didn't even - I never even considered - "

"Well, this is my house," Jacob said quietly as he cut the engine. "And now it is legally mine, so it just made sense. I mean, if you - if you'd rather go somewhere else, we can - "

"No!" I exclaimed, reaching for Jacob's hand. "No, Jacob, it's - it's so perfect. I just can't believe it didn't even occur to me."

Of course Jacob's house would be empty now. With - with Billy . . . gone.

"Really?"

I nodded, and I wasn't lying. Right now I couldn't even fathom the possibility of not spending my - my wedding night with Jacob here. My life with Jacob here. In his house.

"Well . . . let's go, then."

I got out before Jacob could come around to my side to help me, but he just shot me a look and went around to the trunk. He unloaded two large bags and what I recognized as our backpacks and I watched as he set them outside his door.

I shut the trunk for him and he clicked the car locked, motioning for me to walk to him which I did. Jacob stooped down and reached under the mat I'd got him for his last birthday that said 'Wipe your paws' and pulled out a battered looking key.

"Wait here," he told me, shooting me a look as he unlocked the door and swung it open.

I watched as he gathered up all the bags in his huge arms, carrying them pretty easily past where I could see into the house. Ten seconds later, he was back.

"Okay," he said to me, which I took to mean I could come in now, but when I made to step forward he held out a hand to stop me. "I'm not sure that's how this works."

I was confused. Again.

Then Jacob leaned down and swept me up into his arms . . . well, bridal-style.

I got it. And I wanted to kiss him again.

"Watch your head, honey," he told me quietly as he carried me through the small doorway of his house and inside. I reached up to kiss his lips once softly before he set me down in the living room.