EDWARD:

It was worse when the dog fell asleep. When Edward heard Jacob’s breathing deepen with sleep he’d initially been relieved, thinking that sleep would shut down the incessant mental images. Hearing the wolf’s thoughts, feeling the soft warmth of Bella through his mind had been excruciating.   

But once Jacob fell asleep his dreams were instantaneous and overwhelming.   It was as if Jacob was showing a movie on the side of the tent in HD with surround sound.  

JACOB:

They were standing in Charlie’s kitchen. He was looking down into her sweet face, which was actually, magically, inching closer to his. She was tilting her lips towards his and he was afraid to breathe. Afraid to spook her after he’d waited so long. He was about to close the short space between them when the phone rang.   “Not this time” he thought resolutely and turned himself so that he was between Bella and the phone. Before she could react he put his hands at her waist and pulled her to him…

EDWARD:

It took Edward a second to understand the significance of the phone to Jacob. In real life, that phone call had been Edward calling Charlie to confirm Bella’s death. If Jacob had never answered that phone, then the events that led Bella to Italy (and ultimately returned Edward to Forks) might never have occurred. Edward growled lightly, understanding thoroughly how the wolf had just thwarted him. He growled more loudly a moment later when Jacob’s dream intensified.

JACOB:

“The phone…” she said breathily

“Forget it” he replied softly, “If it’s important they’ll call back”

He leaned down again and touched her lips to his.   She was intoxicating. He kissed her softly at first, gently. She was hesitant and was clearly trying not to respond. He pushed a little harder, darting his tongue into to her mouth. She gasped and responded just the way he’d hoped. She kissed him back and it was heaven. 

He picked her up so that her face was even with his and pressed her more tightly against him. Her soft curves were pressed against his hard chest and he had a momentary urge to rip off her clothes and take her right there, on the kitchen counter. His need was urgent, primal. In sudden realization that he could hurt her, he pulled his mouth from hers and took a deep breath.