Chapter 6 - Confession ***

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃, Catherine did her best to cook up what she had been able to find in their kitchen, after promising Billy that she would pay for what she used.

Although the man refused to let her pay for the things she used, Catherine still attempted to argue with him about it.

"Cathy," Billy said as h wheeled himself into the room, the man getting ready to head out as Quil Atera the Fourth, pulled into the driveway. "I'm going to be heading out, you'll be alright in here by yourself?"

"Yeah, I'm almost done," Catherine spoke as she turned from the stove, a large smile on her face as she spoke to the man. "do you want me to put a plate up in the microwave for you?"

Hearing her words, Billy paused as he thought about it, he knew Old man Quil would have something to satiate his hunger.

But just from where he was he could smell the food, matter of fact even from his bedroom, and without his heightened wolf nose he could smell the food.

"I'd decline, but I can smell your cooking from here." Billy said with a soft smile on his face before he gulped, the spit that had pooled from the smell getting to him.

"Got it straight from my Momma," Catherine chuckled as she looked down at what she was cooking, before glancing back at Billy again. "I'll make sure to wrap your plate up."

The young woman had decided to make Hot Honey Chicken Sandwiches, potato pillows, and macaroni and cheese.

All of this was taught to her by her Mother, Carolina Dysis, a woman whose cooking was more amazing than that of a Five Star Michelin Chef.

"Have a good day." Catherine made sure to wish the man a good day as she watched him chuckle and move towards the door.

"You to sweetheart." Billy called back to her as he left the house, a soft smile on his face as his mind replayed memories of a young Catherine and her mother.

Billy, Carolina, Joseph, and Charlie were the best of friends when they were younger, the four were practically inseparable.

Even after Joseph and Carolina moved back to Joseph's old village deep in the woods away from the prying eyes of humans, they all still talked and got along.

Although out of him and Charlie, Billy was the one that knew Joseph's secret and what the man truly was and is; and vice versa.

It was the only reason Joseph allowed his daughter, who was just about to hit that age of finding a mate whether he be human or not, to move to Forks.

Joseph trusted Charlie with his little girl, but after hearing about the Cold Ones moving back he and Carolina were very hesitant until they spoke to Billy.

Who promised to watch out for the girl as he suspected Jacob's feelings and knew his son would be turning very soon.

𝐒𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐔𝐏 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄, Jacob was quick to wrap his arms around her waist and rest his head on her shoulder.

Chuckling as he felt her jump after he suddenly touched her, he could even hear the light squeak that left her mouth as she did so.

"That smells delicious, Bunny." Jacob said in a lower voice than usual, watching as Catherine finished cooking the last of Hot Honey Chicken.

"Thank you, it should be done in a few minutes." Catherine said with a soft smile on her face, which also held a bright red blush.

She could feel her back heating up from his body heat, and could practically feel every part of him as there was no slip of space between them.

"I'm guessing you got tired of the others?" She asked as she tried to get her blush down, fighting to not squeeze her legs together to release the pressure between her legs.

"Yeah, but I'm sure Quil and Embry are keeping Bella more than enough company." Jacob said with a soft hum, Catherine wasn't the only one that could feel every piece of the other's body.

Jacob was practically feeding off of her smaller body being completely encompassed by his body mass, he could even feel her bottom pressed up against his lower crotch.

"Yeah, those two seem sweet." Catherine responded not noticing the way Jacob's arms tighten to subtly pull her closer to him.

He didn't want to share her with those two, he wanted all of her attention for himself, he needed it, yearned for it.

"But not sweeter than me, right?" Jacob asked almost immediately as he dipped his head further into Catherine's neck, a look of fear on his face for her answer.

"Right, nobody's sweeter than my Jake," Catherine said as if she was talking to a child, raising her hand to play with the back of his long hair. "who should stop pouting, despite it being adorable."

At the end of her words, Catherine pulled away a little bit to look at his face and the small pout that was adorable adjourned onto it.

"Now I'm gonna have to share you with them," Jacob said with a pout not leaving his face, actually it seemed to grow sadder as his eyes began to widen. "I don't mind but I better stay your favorite."

Despite his puppy dog eyes, Catherine still turned around as she didn't like the way his words sounded, she wasn't an object to be had and shared.

"I'm not an object Jake." Catherine told him as she turned back towards the food, pulling the final piece of chicken out of the oil.

"I know, but I don't want you to care about them more than me." Jacob said throwing away the pout and moving his head back into her neck, something in him sensing the change in her mood.

Deep in his mind, he could sense he'd upset her, so having his head laid so gently on her shoulder, he just left a soft miss where he was.

"Tell me you'll care about me more." Jacob spoke as he felt her tense up under the first kiss before he laid another then another going up towards her neck.

The more kisses he left the more relaxed the girl became, to which she slowly began to slump in his arms and craned her neck

"Jake!" Catherine squealed as she began to feel his arms wander over her body, one tightly gripping her waist opposite it, and the other moving towards her breast.

"Tell me please." Jacob begged in her ear as he began sucking on her neck, his other hand massaging and grasping her boob.

"Jake, we can't." Catherine whined and yet despite her words, her hand came up and gripped the back of his neck.

One of her hands pulled deeper into her neck and the other gripping hand that was gripping his waist.

Small whines and moans left her mouth as she could practically feel the hickeys being left on her neck, her thighs pressed together as squirmed in his arms.

"Why not," Jake asked softly before letting out a low groan as his eyes rolled back in his head. "god you smell so good."

Unbeknownst to both of them, Catherine was avidly letting out sweet and intoxicating pheromones that seemed to drive the primal instincts in Jacob's wild.

"Jacob." Catherine let out another whine, her head falling back on his shoulder as she let the boy have his way with her.

"To tell you the truth, I've been attracted to you since we were kids, but you left," Jacob confessed his love for her, all of which was true he just never had a chance to tell her about it before she left. "why'd you leave me, Bunny?"

At his question, Jacob's tone went dark and gruff as he began to glare despite her not being able to see it, but she could feel his touch grow rough.

Causing her to whine just a bit louder, feeling the hand he had on her waist begin to travel down towards her pussy, Catherine was now regretting not wearing that sundress instead.

"I'm sorry." She apologized through a loud whine, although she'd tell him just about anything to keep his hands on her.

"You won't leave me again right," Jacob asked again as he rubbed her through her black body-con romper, causing her hips to jolt at the sudden touch. "never leave me again?"

"I won't." Catherine whimpered shaking her head as she felt her high building, her now free hand going down to lay on top of his.

Moving and pushing him to stroke her pussy harder, she needed to cum, she needed him to make her cum.

She felt like she would die without it.

"Promise." Jacob grunted out as he felt her grinding her plump bottom onto his crotch, his dick quickly getting hard from her whimpers and whines.

" I won't," Catherine promised again as she let out a loud whimper, she was so close to falling off the deep end. "I-I promise."

Hearing her words, Jacob let out a gutter groan having closed his eyes as he fell deep into what they were doing, and the sounds he was able to make her make.

He loved this girl for a major majority of his life, despite it seeming like he had some kind of crush on Bella on some people (Bella specifically).

Jacob only wanted Catherine, he'd always wanted Catherine, from the day she helped him up after he fell off the swings and put a bandage on his knee, and kissed it.

He loved the girl and was sure he'd marry her one day, but then she moved away she did visit in the summer for the first few years.

But now he had her back, for real, and he wouldn't let any more time go by before he told her how he felt.

He couldn't let her go off again and leave him, pining and yearning for her love and affection.