Lovely banner made by artbeatsandlife, who has been a great fan of Revenge Cake and has also picked up my new fic, graciously making the banner for me as well.
Want a quick preview?
He scrutinized her in the dark, only a shaft of moonlight washing, cold, over her pale body. It dipped in through the curtains, curving across the mattress and sheets. It was a winter moon, despite the fact that it rose in the middle of summer. The room was almost too warm with minimal effort exerted on behalf of the air conditioning. The window unit buzzed grumpily in the living room, and the sound carried. It sifted through the house like a stale breeze.
The sheet wrapped around his leg was damp from the lingering sweat of sex. It pressed against his skin like a clammy hand. Jacob tried to maneuver his leg free without jostling the bed, but the smallest movement made Bella pout in her sleep, so he conceded himself to the bind, and he watched her sleep.
Because he couldn't.
Maybe, once upon a time, he would have believed that it was all he needed, but he couldn't continue to convince himself. In the dead of night, he was the one lying awake, staring at the arm that somehow never remained tucked underneath the covers. It rested upright, and he could see the crescent moon scar of raised skin. He didn't know who had marked her, but it didn't matter. The scar always brought his thoughts to one person, and the horrible idea that, if Edward had come back, Bella would not be sharing his bed.
If you'd like to read the whole fic, check it out on ff.net. (Eventually on Twilighted as well, once I get done posted the rest of RC)
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6630839/1/Misplaced_Need
