A/N
Thank you so much for all your reviews!!!!! Also, I'd like to thank all of you who answered my question, which helped a lot.
And yes….there will be some….ok, A LOT Callwater. I LOVE this pairing!
I'll be posting a song list later because once you know the songs I've been listening to, you can really tell the influence they've had on the story.
So here you go! Enjoy!
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Wow, I am a dumb ass. This is a CLEAR testament to the fact that I am so not a ladies' man.
See, I had one girlfriend in high school back during freshman year. It lasted a couple of weeks and then we just found out we weren't compatible. We had nothing in common except for being two teenagers who wanted to make out.
That's basically been my history with women. I don't know, I guess I was never very interested after that. Most girls just seemed so boring to me or they would hit on me and say I'm cute but that was about it. Then, right as I really started getting interested in girls again, I turned into a werewolf. Sure, it did wonders to my physique and I got a LOT of coy winks, but it wouldn't do so well in a relationship where I couldn't say anything about my true self:
'Are you cheating on me?'
'No! Why would you think that?'
'Well when we're hanging out you get up and leave after you get a call, you are gone all hours of the night, and when you answer your phone you sound out of breath and I swear once I heard a girl's voice in the background!'
That wouldn't go over so well. Also, having a long term and serious relationship wouldn't be good when you don't age and you constantly run a temperature of 108°. Sure, I could avoid all that if I gave up phasing. Truthfully, though, I wasn't ready to give up being a wolf especially when there was no one worthwhile to do that for just yet.
And I know what you're thinking, I could just wait to imprint. But seriously, I wasn't too thrilled about that. I'm sure you felt happy after you imprinted but I didn't want to turn into a total slave for some girl I didn't know. I think love is stronger when you have a choice. When you have all the power in the world to leave, it makes it that more apparent that you love that person when you stay. I was happy having my free will, as were others.
Some of the guys seemed to do fine with women except for the fact that nothing was long term. When I was in Sam's pack, I would get the rundown of every guy's sexual conquest. It was absolute torture. It got better once I switched packs but that didn't negate the fact that I was a twenty year old virgin that exploded into fur on his spare time.
That brings us to the fact that my luck with women has sucked and is continuing to get worse. Case and point: I'm standing naked in front of Leah….and not in the good way.
Think, Call, think! I yelled at myself.
It feels like hours go by while I'm awkwardly standing there, trying to figure out how to spin this embarrassing situation. In reality, I was probably there all of five seconds. Thank god for wolf senses because above average thinking speed was coming in handy right about now.
So, at last, after wracking my idiotic and hormone muddled canine brain, I thought: Ok, do the manly thing…CANNON BALL!
I took three large running strides over to a little ledge that jutted out over the water, jumped, tucked my knees to my chest, and landed in the water about a foot away from Leah.
I hit the water hard. Even from beneath the water's surface, I could tell I had caused a tidal wave with my little stunt, but there was no time to pump up my frat boy ego right now.
When I surfaced (after failing to keep my eyes closed in the water as to not look at Leah's smoking hot body), she was wading in the water, glaring at me. Her hair had been swept across her face and was now plastered to her sharp features. She stiffly took her hand to her hair that was impairing her sight and harshly wiped it away.
"Took you long enough, Call. Very graceful, by the way." She said with sarcasm as she turned and swam in the other direction.
I brushed my damp locks out of my face as well: nice save. She forgot the fact that she caught you ogling her earlier, I thought to myself.
That got me thinking: why was I ogling her?
I wrote it off as hormones.
We spent the next ten minutes just swimming around in different directions, reveling in the sensation of the cool October water on our scorching hot skin. I tried not to, but I kept staring at her and luckily she was acting like I didn't exist. She seemed so calm and peaceful; I had never seen her like that. Seeing her with a tranquil look on her face rather than a scowl was refreshing and lovely. I felt so at home and even happy looking at her like this that I wondered what would happen if I ever saw her smile.
This is a story of a girl, who cried a river and drowned the whole world. And while she looks so sad in photographs, I absolutely loved her when she smiles!
While I sang this song in my head, I absent-mindedly started to whistle it too. Apparently I was whistling loud enough to be heard over the babble of water from the river because Leah started to hum along to the tune. Her face was still totally emotionless but I was grinning ear to ear as I continued to whistle. As I started going through all the lyrics, I realized how much it related to her. In my mind, it would forever be Leah's song.
I slowly made it to a shallower part of the river where I could stand and the water was mid chest height.
I was thinking of getting out when I saw Leah carelessly float to the surface of the water on her back and she started to drift. Now, I really couldn't help myself.
"Wow… well that gives new meaning to the phrase 'breast stroke'" I said as cocky and snarky as I could manage while swallowing my resurfacing lust.
She immediately dipped her body back in the water, turned, and glared at me for the hundredth time today. "Ok, Call. That's it! You're gonna get it!" she yelled at me as she swam towards my direction.
Oh, please do, I thought at I edged a little more into water, widened my stance, brought my hands palm up, splashed up some water, and called, "bring it on, bitch!"
Ok….I have NO fucking idea where all this confidence came from and I REALLY hope it doesn't get me killed!
She started swimming faster towards me after my foolish comment and she hit me with enough force to knock me back a few steps. I don't know why this was her move of choice, though. It would be a little awkward to be wrestling in our state of undress. However, I forgot this as I quickly grabbed her by the shoulders to pull her from me. When I let her go, I swiftly began to tickle her sides, being very careful as not to touch ANYTHING else.
I was really surprised that she was that ticklish, it seems like such a girly attribute that I never expected Leah to possess. She was laughing and I relished in the fact that I was getting her to smile. I had gotten a bit deeper in the water while trying to keep her with in my reach and in order to avoid getting kicked by her. We got in the water deep enough so I was in the water almost to my neck and she was still flailing about.
She finally gasped out between giggles, "stop, EM! Embry, stop!" but in that playful way that girls do. I did as asked but I wasn't able to pull out my hands because she had grabbed a hold of my forearms to keep herself above the water as she tried to catch her breath.
I kept her steady as she caught a hold of her breath again, with her head down to the water. She finally lifted her head and looked into my eyes. My heart melted when I saw she was smiling at me. Her hair was disheveled around her face in soft waves and she was panting heavily in rhythm to her heart beat. I could have stood there and gazed at her forever.
It seemed every time I saw her she was pissed off. Actually, I was sure that ever since Sam left her, she didn't smile once. It had been three years but I bet losing her father and turning into a wolf shortly after made it harder to smile. So seeing her now was something special, like a rose blooming in the dead of winter.
In the short frame of time that I thought all this over, I also had a small and profound notion: this is what it could be like, you two together.
Ok, that was weird.
I mean, we had been packmates for almost three years and I'd known her almost my whole life. I'd always found her attractive, who didn't? However, feeling lust for someone when you see them naked and wanting to wake up to their smile every morning are two severely different things. I could deal with wanting to fuck Leah. It was the animal within me and I brushed it off every time I felt the urge, which hadn't happened as bad as today. Her scowls and pissy moods were an immediate cock block. Now, however, she was smiling and all I wanted to do was hold her.
But all these pleasant feelings were quickly poisoned with reality and the thought that she had probably been like this with Sam back in the day.
Sadly, the combination of our close proximity, obvious sexual tension, and heavy breathing got her believing the same thing. It quickly got Leah out of her good mood.
Her beautiful face hastily transformed into that God-awful glower that I was all too accustomed to.
She quickly spit, "you prick" and she tried to knee me in the nuts. Luckily, my manhood had met her knee on several occasions so I was easily able to evade getting neutered.
Now I had a hold of her arms to keep her far enough away from me in order to avoid any damage. She noticed this and said, "Let me the fuck go, Call!"
I let her go; almost shoving her to make sure she didn't retaliate. She just waded there in the water, glaring at me. Then, to my utter horror, she grinned wickedly at me, raised one of her eye brows, and said, "oh, you just wait, you're gonna pay for that."
"Sure, as lovely as that sounds, I think we better go check in with Jake," I said, hopefully distracting her in her attempts to possibly kick my ass.
She huffed and agreed, "fine, we'll tell Jakey-boy that his half-breed imprint it safe for now."
I let her get out of the water before me because I was being a gentleman….and I didn't want my back turned on this crazy chick.
She got her clothes that were resting beneath a tree nearby and put them on while I tried to find the cut offs that I had chucked earlier. I threw them on very quickly as to not expose myself to her forthcoming attack.
We met, fully clothed, by the side of the river. I was floored by the fact that she could look as good clothed as she did naked. Her shirt lightly molded to her shape and her jeans accentuated her ample rear.
Trying to stop staring at her, I shook my hair and ran my hands through. It had been getting quite shaggy lately and I thought about getting a haircut. While mulling all this over, I almost didn't notice Leah staring at me. She had run her fingers through her silky, long hair and was playing with a lock of it while biting her lip. What was even sexier was that she was looking at my half naked body. Her eyes were dangerously and deliciously roaming up and down my torso. I was quite proud of the obvious affect I was having on her. However, when her eyes started to linger further south, my skin felt a little hotter and I needed to distract myself quickly before I jumped her.
This was just getting a little too weird for me. There must have been something about today that got both of us so loopy with lust.
I cleared my throat and she straitened up like someone had just shocked her. I can't believe she was gazing at me like I had done to her earlier. Since she didn't make a big deal out of my peep show, I would show her the same courtesy. In order for her not to feel embarrassed because I caught her in the act, I swiftly said, "well, since we're already clothed, let's just walk there; I don't think it's far."
She snapped her eyes away from me and frigidly looked at me from the corner of her eyes. There was a pause, and then she said, "no… I'll race you!" before she booked it into the forest.
"Shit!" I cursed as I tried to catch up to her. Luckily, even though she was faster than everyone else in the pack in wolf form, she was no match for me on two legs. In no more than a minute I was right next to here.
The lush green forest rushed by me in a blur as I looked over to see Leah keeping stride with me. She looked so determined and powerful as she looked ahead. Her hair whipped and waved wildly behind her in the grace of running. As wonderful as it was to look at her in this act, I picked up the pace just a bit and I passed her.
I smiled triumphantly when I knew I had this race in the bag, even after getting a late start. I turned back to look at her and I smiled even wider when I saw her working hard to catch up with that evil scowl on her face again. I turned my head and looked ahead; dodging some trees and judging how much farther we had to run. I looked back to check on Leah but to my surprise, she wasn't there.
I skidded to a halt and looked around franticly, wondering where the hell she could have gone. I had a VERY bad feeling about this. I expected to be pounced on by a giant grey wolf any minute and I contemplated phasing before she could get to me. I didn't get to do more than that when I all of a sudden I felt a pair of small, warm hands begin to tickle my sides from behind.
As I squirmed and laughed, I turned around to find Leah harassing me with her fast fingers. I bent, ducked, and tried to shirk off her tickle attack but I was no match for her. She kept assaulting me and I kept trying to back away. She was advancing and I got so distracted that my big, uncoordinated feet tripped on a root that was sticking out from the mossy earth. Oh but that did not stop her. She got on the ground next to me and tickled me some more. Then, like all tickling gets at a certain point, it started to hurt and I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe.
I pulled the same shit she did before, "stop, Leah! LEE!!! Stoooop iiiit!"
She didn't stop. Of course she didn't. This was Leah. I wasn't surprised.
So I did the only thing that I thought would stop her. I quickly caught her wrists with both of my hands and flipped her onto her back. I put her hands over her head and put both of them in one of my own. I was hovering over her, with my right leg between both of hers and the other kneeling by her right leg to keep myself from crushing her.
I took the hand that was free and wagged my finger at her, "nuh uh uh, Leah, keep your hands to yourself" I said with a chastising smile on my features.
She was squirming still as she retorted, "oh shut it, Call! You had it coming! You really didn't think I would let you beat me in a race, did you? You're soooooo gullible!"
By now, she had stopped jostling around and she just stared at me in annoyance as we both evened out our breathing.
Look into her eyes; keep your eyes on her eyes! I kept chanting to myself because I didn't want her to catch me watching her breasts rise and fall underneath that thin, cream colored tank top or what a chick would call a "cami." Why does she insist on going bra-less all the time?! In any other situation where my nuts weren't in perfect range of being kicked up my throat, I would have looked, but right now wasn't that time. As soon as that thought ran across my mind, it seemed to have gone through hers too because she looks downward and her knee made a teasing twitch. She surprised me again by not taking advantage of my obvious vulnerability and stupidity but I was no less than terribly grateful. I could see that I wouldn't get more than one pardon as she gave me an evil smirk because she knew how easily she could have me curled up in the fetal position on the ground.
I narrowed my eyes at her and said, "oh no! I'm not going to give you a chance to do that!" So I decided to quickly move the other leg between her legs. Why did I do this instead of just moving my right leg on the outside of her? Well, at that moment, it was just a knee-jerk reaction. I didn't know why then but I can tell you I know why now.
You can guess.
So now, she was basically straddling me, I was closer to her after repositioning myself, I still had her hands pinned, and my other hand was by her side, keeping me up. For some odd reason, our breathing didn't slow down like I thought it would after we stopped. Her features slackened and he eyes went wide, studying my face. My heart was racing and with my wolf hearing I could hear hers beating fast too. Annoying and yet very excited butterflies were rapidly flapping their wings within my stomach. I was telling myself that I felt this way because it had been such a long time since I had been this close to a woman. In actuality, it was something more, but I wasn't able to admit it to myself just yet.
It took me all the power I had not to take my free hand and run it up her thigh. God, her shorts make Daisy Duke look prude but in a very sexy, not slutty, way. While trying not to ravage her on the forest floor, I just focused on her breathing and memorized the lines of her face including her beautiful jade hued hazel eyes. I really hoped that she was thinking the same things as I was. After all, she didn't kick me in the nuts, her heart was beating fast too, and she seemed as enraptured with me as I was with her at that moment. I couldn't seem to figure out why neither of us pulled away. Mainly, I couldn't fathom why she wasn't throwing me off her. Sure, I had her pinned, but we both knew she was more than capable to kick my ass even now. On the other hand, my brain was yelling at me to get up! This is a BAD idea. I shut off my brain for a minute, I was in the zone.
At this distance I was highly aware of her smell. It smelt like lavender, mid afternoon right before it rained, and a hint of cedar. It was all around me and it was intoxicating me along with all of the other wonderful things I was noticing about her from this position. Her thighs we so soft, her lips were so pouty, her eyes were hooded and intense, her hair was gracefully fanned out behind her, her tits were pressing up against my chest every time she took a breath, and I felt more than just physical and sexual attraction. It felt right, I felt comfortable.
Without thinking, so much so that it felt like a natural reflex, I began to lean in for a kiss.
This was another point in my life where I had NO idea why I was getting away with my very rash (and now hormone crazed) actions without some sort of repercussion.
Both of our hearts sped up in a steady and in sync rhythm. I heard her breath hitch as my lips came within an inch of hers. My stomach clenched and made the butterflies in my stomach seem a lot bigger.
Her sweet breath fanned once more against my face just as I was about to connect my lips to hers.
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Yeah! A cliffy! lol
Hope you liked it!
FYI: my semester is wrapping up which means a lot of projects and homework so don't get mad if it takes me a little longer to update in the next couple of weeks.
Another question to my awesome readers: Would you be interested in me writing from Leah's perspective? I mean, I love Embry's mind but I don't know if I have the right frame of reference to be speaking from a guy's point of view.
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