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It's a new day

It's a new life

For me

And I'm feeling good

Feeling Good by Michael Buble

The kiss ends much too soon for Bella's liking, but Jacob's rueful expression makes her giggle. "If we don't get moving again, I don't really trust myself to do any more driving tonight, and I think we need to keep going."

She begrudgingly agrees and moves back over the bench seat to attach her seat belt. The trunk rumbles, and their journey begins again.

Bella can't help but trace trembling fingers over her swollen lips. Edward's kisses, while dangerously intoxicating, felt nothing like Jacob's did. There was no comparison between his hot, malleable mouth and the ice she had been so familiar with.

She hears Jacob chuckle on the other side of the cab. "You alright over there, Bells?"

She blushes and he laughs louder. She flaps her hands at him and blurts out, "You're just so hot!"

Now he's howling, wiping back tears from his eyes, and she slaps her palms over her cheeks, flustered but loving it. Maybe it should have surprised her how easily they slid from friendship into kissing, but another part of her mind knows that this is how it always should have been; free, happy…


As easy as breathing.

So she tells him so, and he sobers instantly, his eyes serious. "I know."

"I'm sorry I didn't," she whispers, suddenly full of guilt.

He shrugs, his mouth drawn into a thin line. "I'd say don't be, but I'd be lying."

She stares down at her hands, unsure of what to say. Being sorry won't fix what she's done, either to him or Edward, who didn't really deserve to be left at the alter (or after the alter, as it were).

Bella feels horrid then, recognizing just how many lives she's thrown into disarray, and she can feel herself begin to panic.

Jacob's calm voice interrupts, one warm hand grasping her cooler, smaller one. "Don't beat yourself up, Bells. Sure, what you did sucks all around, but we're gonna fix it, right?"

Her heart clutches a little bit, but she manages to look up and smile at him. "Sure, sure," she says, throwing back his standard casual reply.

Jacob nods and turns his attention back to the road. "Which way, M'lady?"

She looks up and realizes that soon the freeway will split, one headed north, and the other south. "Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference."

Jacob chuckles and rolls his eyes at her. "You do realize that I have no idea what that means, don't you?"

Bella smiles again. "I don't think I do either; and that's the point, I suppose. That it doesn't really matter where we go, as long as we go there together."

The bright white of his teeth are brilliant against the dark shadows that pass through the cab. "So what do you say to a little sun, then? Go south, see where it takes us?" His suggestion mirrors the secret fear she harbors that maybe, just maybe, Edward might come to find her; perhaps the sun will give them some added protection?

Shaking away what she hopes are silly superstitions, she says, "Sun, huh?" She grins at him, thinking that it was appropriate for her sun to suggest they go in search of more. "Sounds good to me."

Jacob nods. "South it is, then." His attention turns back towards the road.

Bella unbuckles her seatbelt again, and slides back across the seat. He gives her a half-hearted look meant to chastise, but she ignores him to snuggle up against his warm torso. She smiles against his shoulder, and turns her gaze out to through the windshield, and quietly waits for the light of a new day to peak over the horizon.