Hands on Me (A Twilight Fanfiction written by IndependentIndividuality)

In Which Denim Has No Give

In Which Denim Has No Give

and that's all i have to say

i love you, is that okay?

- natasha bedingfield, these words

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A sharp ringing sound drew me up out of unconsciousness and into reality.

I opened my eyes blearily just as Jacob gave a deep groan from beside me and turned over. His long arm reached easily to the table a few feet away and grabbed the cell phone, answering it and bringing it to his ear.

"Yeah?" He said, a little groggily, but sounding mostly awake. "Five? Okay, thanks."

He ended the call and let the cell phone drop onto the floor, then rolled onto his back. He turned his head and when he saw I was awake, he smiled. It was a slow, morning, just-woke-up smile that spread warmth slowly from my face where it hit me to the very tips of my toes.

I gave him a small smile back and reached my hand out for him. Jacob surprised me by rolling quickly over onto his side until we were almost face-to-face and resting his head on his arm.

"Good morning."

Jacob reached his other hand up and traced along my cheek and down my neck and said quietly back, "Morning."

I bit my lip, something I was only now beginning to notice that I did, and Jacob's smile widened. His eyes were still half-shut, heavily lidded with sleep and he was gorgeous. I scooted a little closer, until our bodies were inches apart and rolled over onto my side too.

Jacob leaned in and kissed me softly, his warm lips making my stomach squirm pleasantly. I was afraid today was going to be awkward, because of our conversation last night, but I was glad to see that it wasn't.

"Are you still sleepy?" I asked, reaching up to touch a finger lightly to the lips I had just kissed.

Jacob shook his head a little, the movement brushing his lips back and forth against my finger. "Hungry, though."

"So let's get ready and then we can go eat," I suggested, to which Jacob seemed to have no objection. "Do you want me to go first?"

"You can," Jacob returned, kissing my finger gently. I instinctively curled my finger forward, my fingernail pressing into his lip. Jacob surprised me again by parting his lips and biting down on my nail gently, before releasing it, smiling.

I let my hand slide back to touch his cheek and kissed him one more time. The casualness we were falling into pleased me to no end.

"I'll be out in a second," I promised, rolling away from him and out from under the covers.

I was more cold than usual as I made my way to the bathroom, since I lost the warmth of the bed and the warmth of Jacob at once. I cut the water on as soon as the door was shut and stripped off quickly, wanting to get under the hot water as soon as possible.

The water warmed me up quickly and I took my time shampooing and conditioning my hair. I knew I had to leave some hot water for Jake though, so I finally cut off the water and got out. I wrung my hair out over the tub and wrapped myself in one of the small hotel towels since there was only two and I wanted to save one for Jake.

When I turned around to get my clothes, though, I realized I had forgotten them. Groaning a little to myself, I went to the bathroom door and cracked it open, peering out. I was going to ask Jake to hand me my bag but when my eyes fell on his still form on the bed, I had a huge internal "aaaaaw" moment. If he'd gone back to sleep, I didn't want to wake him up.