Hello!!...there are no words to discribe how sorry I am for the really really really late update! But finally it is here! And I'd like to thank all those who reviewed! over 20 reviews on one chapter! I couldn't believe it...so please keep it! It means a lot! Hope you enjoy this chapter even though it's a bit short but it's all I could do because I knew I had to update soon. Well R&R!

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"So basically what you're saying is that you just kissed and nothing else is going to happen?" CeeCee asked exasperated as she sat on my bed on Saturday, the day after Central. "As in you two aren't going out?"

"Pretty much," I said casually, as I began folding my clothes from the night before and putting them neatly away. I had come home and jumped into bed straight away; I was that tired from all the dancing…and kissing. on….I mean you were all over each other!" CeeCee squealed I tried to hide a smile realising that what she was saying was partially true – Jesse and I had only left each other when the night was over. "That has to count as something!"

"No actually it doesn't," I said calmly. "Jesse pretty much made it clear that he didn't want any strings attached….and going out would mean a whole load of string,"

"So, what's going on between you then?" CeeCee asked her face plastered with confusion. I knew how she felt, because the question she just asked was one that I didn't know the answer to. I mean, I knew for sure that Jesse didn't want, as I said, any strings attached but after last night I was wondering if I wanted the same.

I shrugged. "I don't know, probably nothing. I think we might have got carried away, that's all,"

"Carried away?" CeeCee snorted, "Now that has got to be the biggest understatement of the year. But anyway I meant to ask you Suze….what was he like?"

"What do you mean what was he like?" I asked grinning innocently at her; I knew rightly what she was talking about.

"Don't act dumb! Was he a good kisser?" CeeCee asked excitedly jumping a little on the edge of my bed. I went over and sat on the opposite side of it crossing my legs, smiling as I thought about my answer.

We broke apart a while later, to be honest I'm not really sure how long later but long enough for everyone around to start dancing to the fastest song that night – I think we had pretty much kissed through the slow song and the rest that followed.

I stared up at Jesse who was now watching me closely, his arms still wrapped round my waist – his hand which had been on my neck had sneaked down my arm and stomach to my waist moments after we had started kissing, sending shivers down my back – mine were around his neck, sometimes sliding up into his thick black hair no matter how much I had tried to prevent them, but hey I was kissing him, how much more could it hurt to run my hands through his hair?

"Curious anymore Mr De Silva?" I whispered in his ear my lips brushing against it softly before I moved away from him and began dancing.

Smiling strangely Jesse began dancing with me too, not directly answering my question. He took my hand twirling me around like earlier before pulling me up against him again and whispering.

"Just a little," Jesse muttered trailing kisses down my ear to my neck then up again lingering near my lips, nibbling teasingly. I tried to hold back honest, but what would you do in that kind of situation? Exactly, so doing the only thing any girl would do I grabbed the front of his shirt pulling him in for another long, deep and passionate kiss, forgetting that just a day ago this was the guy that was driving me crazy.

"Not good…great!" I said laughing causing CeeCee to squeal. "I mean, I thought Paul was great but compared to Jesse….nuh uh!"

"Oh my God, better than Paul? Wow!" She breathed staring at me in awe. "I never would have thought it possible,"

"Neither would I…but you know," I said laughing again. CeeCee laughed too staring at me in admiration making me feel uncomfortable yet pleased.

As I drove out of the drive a couple of hours later, I turned up the music in my mum's car singing along to the words of "Hey there Delilah", my now new favourite song. Tapping my fingers on the steering wheel I looked out the windscreen in front of me at the black carpet of tar, watching small kids playing on their little tricycles outside their cosy Carmel homes.

I sighed, realising they had another couple of years to go before they would be feeling the way I did at that moment. Before they could experience the gift that was love, love for someone that wasn't your mum or dad or your pet dog Rover.

Not that I was in love with Jesse…no what I felt for Jesse was complete and utter lust. It had to be that. Could anyone possibly fall for someone they had only known for two days, maybe more? No. No they couldn't…well maybe they could but not me.

I knew, like Jesse, that the most either of us was going to get out of this "relationship" of ours was fun and neither should want anymore. I had never had a fling so to speak I was more for the commitment kind of thing but I knew I wasn't going to get that here….and I was still at the deciding part about whether or not I wanted it that way. I could walk away now; hurt free or I could stay where I was on the edge of something that I had never experienced before with the possibility of a broken heart.

But I promised myself that wouldn't happen. I wasn't going to get attached to Jesse – whether or not we continued our "fling" because lets face it I wasn't sure if we were even having one….yet – and when he left in two months time, or whenever it was, I could watch him go without looking back.

I could do it…couldn't I?

Of course I could! Am I or am I not the same girl who fights ghosts on a daily basis, who risks her life every other week, who can do all that and still keep it a secret from her mother, am I or am I not Suze Simon?

I pulled up outside the supermarket a few minutes later feeling slightly better about everything. I pulled the small list of groceries my mother had given me and walked into the shop head down as I inspected the list.

I sighed as I walked along the aisles trying to find the desired food. The only reason I ever did this for mum was so I could get out of the house and drive. I mean, I didn't have a car of my own and her old Honda Accord was my only shot for freedom every once in a while. That's also the reason I'm currently working really long hours at the Pebble Beach Golf resort so I can safe up for my own car. If only I were like Jesse and could get a different car everyday.

I laughed to myself as I realised just how much that little mystery annoyed me. How much Jesse annoyed me…yet didn't at the same time. I was so confused.

After handing Sarah, the young girl at the only free counter my money and had received my change I walked out through the automatic doors and back towards my mum's car. Half way there however something caught my eye and made me stop.

It was Jesse. But he wasn't a lone. Standing beside a blue Toyota van he was talking animatedly to a man who I could only guess to me the owner of the vehicle. Smiling Jesse shook the man's hand and if it had have been anyone else watching I don't think they would have noticed the small white envelope being passed from one mans hand to the other as they quickly bid each other goodbye.

I stood where I was, the bags I was holding feeling heavier by the second as I watched Jesse, willing him to make eye contact but his back was facing me as his eyes followed the blue van out through the supermarket parking lot.

Eventually after having subtly put the small white envelope in his hoodie pocket he turned round noticing me for the first time.

Suddenly feeling a rush of unexpected panic I began walking hurriedly towards the car not wishing to speak to Jesse at all, not wanting to find out what he was really up to, afraid that my suspicions might be true.

I wrenched the back seat door open shoving the bags inside but as I turned around my face collided with a soft jacket covered chest. I sighed, leaning back against the now closed door behind me.

"Where you off to in such a rush, Miss Susannah?" Jesse asked, his voice silky smooth as he placed his hands on the car roof on either side of my head, boxing me in. It was hard not to forget about what I had just seen…he was so intoxicatingly close. Memories of the night before flashing through my mind again but I pushed them aside.

"Nowhere," I replied, moving my head a little so I was looking at the ground. I heard Jesse chuckle.

"Worried about what you seen, huh?" Jesse muttered softly. I looked up into his deep brown eyes questioning him uncertainly. He took my silence as a yes. "Well, don't be. It's not what you think,"

"Oh really, then what was it?" I asked not trying to prevent the acid tone that was coming through. I mean you wouldn't think that just last night we had been kissing non-stop. I found it hard to believe myself.

"That's for me to know and you to never find out," Jesse replied running a hand gently down my cheek. I smiled. He didn't know it yet, but he had just offered me a challenge. Moments before I didn't want to know what he was up to but after hearing him say that, I was dead set on finding out. I know I'm one messed up girl but hey I am Suze Simon after all.

Jesse placed his hand back on the roof of the car and leaned his face closer to mine, which I didn't really think possible seeing as he was pretty close anyway. I breathed in, smelling the sharp tones that was all Jesse, I don't really think I have to tell you that he smelt good because he did and I knew it wasn't any sprays or colognes either, it was all him.

"Why do I get the feeling you may not let this go?" Jesse muttered, his lips brushing along my cheek. I prevented the shiver that I knew was coming as I replied.

"Because it's me," I whispered, "So Mr De Silva if you don't want any trouble I'd seriously think about whether or not I'm the type of girl you'd like to share your company with…because I can promise you…I'm a bit of a hand full,"

Jesse pulled his head back, to stare me straight in the eye, his expression serious. Then a small grin appeared.

"So am I," He said pressing his lips lightly against mine, forcing all thought to disappear.