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"Oh. My. God." Leah looked at the paper in disbelief, her eyes were wide, her nose flared. "Why would they even...?"

"What's wrong. What is it?" Leah turned and looked at me, she looked as though she had just realized I was there. "Leah?"

"They...ugh!"

Leah stood up, tossing the letter down onto the table and walking to the kitchen. I sat there for a moment before picking up the letter. I examined it, placed it back onto the table and followed Leah into the kitchen.

"Leah? What's going on?"

Leah was standing near the sink with her hands gripping the side behind her. She looked angry and confused.

"It's nothing. You need to go," she nodded towards the door. I looked at the door behind me, then I looked at the floor, then Leah.

"Look, Leah. I knocked on the door to find out why I had to be the one to give you this letter. You obviously know something. Just tell me what it is and why I had to bring it to you and then I will leave."

Leah sighed and looked at the floor.

"Rachel made a joke about me and you getting together. My mom and Emily thought it was a great idea so they have all set this up. I'm not sure if it's a joke or they really expected something to happen," she shook her head and rolled her eyes. "There. There's your explanation."

I had to think for a minute. What in the hell?

"So..they-"

"Just don't. It wasn't my idea, I didn't know about it either. If you want answers, go and find them."

Leah looked sort of...sad. Like she thought I would think she was pathetic. I felt sorry for her. I didn't say any of this, I knew she would hate it.

I walked up to her, not quite sure what to do. She looked at me, her eyebrows furrowed and her eyes defensive. I walked a step closer, so there was barely a foot between us. She moved to the side, trying to get away, but I put my arm out.

"Leah, it was just a joke. They didn't do it to be mean. I mean, the jokes on me right. I had to come all the way over here to deliver a letter that you didn't even know about or want. I look kinda silly here."

She laughed a little, but it was the kind of laugh you hear someone make after they have just been crying. A sad one.

"You do look kinda stupid."

"Kinda? Just kinda?" Leah laughed again. I was good at this. "More like really or extremely or crazily stupid." She put her hand on my chest and pushed a little, smiling. "What was that? That was pathetic. Claire could of done better than that."

I laughed and she glared, playfully before pushing me harder, making me fall back a bit.

"A little better."

Leah pushed me back hard, right into the kitchen table.

"Whoa! Let's not go breaking your momma's furniture."

"You're just scared," Leah said, shrugging her eyebrows competitively and walking back into the living room. I took a deep breath through my nose. I can't remember seeing Leah like this. We was having fun.

"That's it," I said before walking over to her, throwing her onto the sofa and tickling her ribs until she couldn't breathe.

"Okay-," she giggled. "Okay! Enough!" Leah hated being tickled. I stopped tickling her, sat down, laughing, and put her feet on my thighs. I felt her legs on my arms. They were smooth and soft. I looked at them for a moment, moving my arm up and down her leg.

"What?" She asked, poking my arm.

"Nothing. It's just...your legs are smooth," I told her, stating the obvious.

Leah laughed. "Okay.. What? You never felt a girls leg before? Most girls shave them you know," she chuckled.

"I know! And yes I have, but I just didn't think about it before. I always liked the feel, of just bare smooth skin. I just realized," we both laughed at that.

Leah's face changed suddenly, like just realized something herself. Or maybe she heard something.

"What's up?" I asked her, listening out for anything unusual.

"The sky." What the fuck?

"What about it?"

"It's up," Leah looked at me sarcastically, her eyes were wide and she shook her head expectantly. I laughed, pushing her arm a little.

"You're crazy. I can't remember the last time I saw you like this, when we weren't at each others throats. Or you weren't at mine anyway." Leah snorted and turned to look at the TV. "Oh yeah! I remember!" I exclaimed. "When we were at the beach that time, with Jake, Quil, Sam and Seth. Our parents were all talking and we were all running around the beach acting crazy. I was only like...fourteen at the time. Damn...been so long."

Leah laughed, pretending to be offended. "I've been a bitch for three-four years, then? Well thank you very much!" She stuck her tongue out at me and crossed her arms, pretending to be angry.

"I meant that we haven't had this much fun since then. We just never hung out. Since you've been a wolf it's all been work or you just...yeah..."

We both laughed.

"I don't mean to be a bitch. I'm just...not happy with this situation. It's not like I don't like you Em. It's just...I don't wanna be a wolf... So I don't wanna be in your head. Especially when you're thinking of...well...what you think of."

I smirked, amused, looking at the TV for the first time.

"Who wants to be in anyone's head? Especially when they're thinking about...well...what we think about," I imitated her, earning a poke in my thigh.

Now she had me thinking. I was thinking about being inside her head when she was thinking about sex. I hadn't caught her thinking about it yet.

I wonder what she's thinking right now...

"What are you thinking?" I looked at her and she blushed a little.

"I was just thinking about something. It's so hard to even...talk about with the girls...'cause they just don't get it. They don't get what it's like to be a wolf and to not have that..." She trailed off, scratching her scalp and pulling her knees up. My thighs felt colder all of a sudden.

"Not have that, what?" I grabbed her ankles with one hand, placing her legs back on mine. She looked at me for a moment before talking.

"That...person. To have...intimacy with. You know? I don't know how to go out and start dating. I don't feel like dating right now either. I just miss the...physical connection," she sighed heavily, looking at her fingernails and running her thumb across them.

"At least you're not as..." I shrugged my eyebrows. "Yuh know...as I am. I'm dying."

Leah laughed, one short laugh. "Don't even get me fuckin' started on being horny."

My eyes widened for a second, not long enough for her to see. Hearing Leah say she was horny was like a switch. We were both horny, both in need of that physical contact and intimacy, both here...alone.

I grabbed Leah's hand and pulled her up towards me, reaching around to put my other arm around her back. She looked at me with a confused expression. I just kissed her.

I moved my hand from her hand to her neck, pushing her head towards me. For a moment I thought she wouldn't kiss me back, but she did. She trailed her hand up my arm, to the back of my neck and into my hair, gripping it tightly and forcing my head even closer to her.

We broke the kiss unanimously, gasping for air. We just looked at each other. Looked deeply into one another's eyes.

I stood up from the couch, earning a look of confusion from Leah. She also looked scared or fearful.

She thinks I'm gonna leave.

I reached out my hand, silently asking her to take it and never taking my eyes off of hers. She placed her hand in mine and I pulled her up, moving around the couch. I walked towards the kitchen, never letting go of her hand.

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