Eighth Rule

Booty calls are temporary.

Not permanent.

Don't ever promise more than that.

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Shit. That stupid asshole has one hell of a hard face for a human.

"Fuck, Jake." That voice was Leah's.

Flexing my hands I look down at my knuckles. With only a few cuts and the bruising rapidly healing I feel a little too smug. Unfortunately the scowling woman watching me from across the room is about to unleash a truck load of pissed off. It was her wedding day after all.

I can see Leah smirking as Embry and Quil prop Barnes onto one of the chairs to make it look as though he is merely drunk and has passed out from his inability to hold liquor.

Pussy.

"Uh oh, she's coming over dude," Embry sniggers as we turn to find something way scarier than a leech.

Susan Clearwater-Swan is marching towards me and does not look happy at all.

My father always said 'Those Clearwater women will kill us one day". Even though he was talking about Sue's awesome spidey-senses to know when my father wasn't following the doctors suggestions about his health, I truly believe him in this moment.

The familiar scowl and the drawn eyebrows has me terrified. Even Leah looks less intimidating. Probably because I knew I could head-lock Leah before she claws my eyes out. But Sue, Sue Clearwater. There was no way in Hell I was head locking her into anything. She'd easily rip my balls off and wear them around as earrings.

"Jacob Black," she growls, all angry like a momma-bear. Coming to a stop in front of me she eyes me off before wrapping her arms around me in a motherly hug. "It's good to see you, son. I'm glad you could make it."

Glancing at Leah I'm sure she can tell how confused I am. Even she has a look of confusion. Sue Clearwater has never openly wanted to hug me before so something is definitely up. I wasn't sure if I was more scared now than before.

As Sue slips away, she squeezes Leah's hand and goes back to enjoy her day with Charlie.

Me. I can't help but smile at the most gorgeous girl in the room.

Her hair is pinned back and she is actually wearing a dress. I have to swallow a few times to even believe it. Luckily, I'd been smart enough to stop at home first before coming to the wedding. I wanted Leah back and I had hoped dressing the part would help. Even though I could only find jeans and a white button up, it was the best I could do with what I had. Phasing on the fly had fucked up my choice of wardrobe options.

Locked in my stupor, I don't notice little (well, no, huge) Seth Clearwater's fist until it collides with my jaw.

Leah gasps. Embry and Quil laugh. And Seth just smiles.

"That's for being a dick," he explains calmly, before walking over to his mother's table and taking a seat.

Meanwhile I am on my ass, gasping like a fish. I can't believe Seth had just dropped me. That little shit. "What the hell was that for?" I ask as Leah rolls her eyes and helps me to my feet. Fixing my sleeves while Leah picks a few pieces of grass from my hair makes us both chuckle.

Slowly lowering her hand she looks up at me and smiles. And what a stunning mouth it is.

"Hi."

"Hey," I whisper back, standing a little closer and gently tugging the waist of her dress forward so she is almost standing between my legs. "Look-"

"Don't worry about it," she breathes, snaking her hands down my chest.

"No. I want to say this," tipping her chin up I look at her seriously. "I've been an idiot. I shouldn't have pushed you. There was no need to. I'm just so - so fucking stupid. And I guess I wanted to make you mine before you realised that as well."

I'd been a jerk. I'd taken my anger of Leah saying no to my proposal as a negative. I should have realised that it was more of a 'not now', rather than a 'never'. Plus we had our entire lives to be together. With phasing and the whole immortal thing, we could be together forever without the pressures of marriage. Just because everyone else in the world needed a piece of paper, didn't mean we did.

Smirking Leah flicks the tip of my nose, which is actually still tender from Seth's monster right hook. "I know you're stupid, Jake. But - but I guess, that's why we make sense. It's why I like... why I love you."

Grinning like a maniac, I kiss her softly on the mouth. Man, she tastes awesome. In that moment I knew - I would never want anything else - but her.

"Plus. It's kind of hot dating an Alpha."

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With Seth looking after the Swan household while Charlie and Sue are off enjoying their honeymoon, it leaves Leah and I the whole house to enjoy to ourselves. Yeah, of course I love Seth. He's like a little brother to me. The little brother I always wished for in lieu of my two horrible twin sisters, but sometimes a man just needs to spend time with his fuck-hot girlfriend... alone. Doing adult type things.

Even Embry and Quil have been banned from a one mile radius of the property under the threat of death. Even Dad 's been banned from calling, instructed to bug Rachel and Paul if he wants something from the store, or wants a ride over to Old Quil's.

I stretch out over the large bed and spy the little trinkets of Leah's things over my dresser. It had been a mutual (and when I say mutual, I'm lying) decision to move our shit into one room to be able to accommodate a quest room in the house. Everyone on the whole reservation knew we were an item, much to my delight, so it didn't really make sense to still sleep apart. I had kinda begged Leah to give me at least that.

Seth wasn't too happy, but soon found Charlie's old lawn mower muffs blocked out the sound of my girls amazing orgasm wail. He was mortified after hearing it for the first time, and I can admit... it was a little... primal.

I grab a pair of clean boxers and make my way down stairs. The floorboards creak under my weight and I chuckle at the way Leah had called me a 'fat ass' the night before. I'd pouted and promptly demanded for her to kiss it better. She hadn't been able to keep a straight face and laughed the whole time. She'd jumped my bones not long after that, and I managed; with my amazing skills, to wipe that smile off her face.

I was officially, the man.

'Hey princess, you're awake.' Leah grins as she spots me in the doorway of the kitchen.

I yawn, scratch my head, do a secret ball scratch and slide into the chair beside hers. She's reading the newspaper, a steaming cup of coffee in her hand and a cute little pen lid jammed in her mouth as she mulls over each page.

"Whatcha doing?' I ask, pressing a kiss to the soft baby hair on her temple. She giggles trying to pull away, but I bring up my hand, keeping her head pressed against my lips.

"Looking for a job. Something closer to home. Maybe something that pays a little more.' She grins, placing the chewed up lid back on the pen.

'Damn. And here I thought you were up early, busily making your man some breakfast.' I said humourously, rubbing my abs.

She huffs out an unbelieving breath. 'I'm going to pretend I never heard you say that.'

'Aww, but babe. Come on. You know I burn through calories like crazy.' I say, trying to convince my girl to take pity on me.

"Fine,' she groans, rolling her eyes. 'But... I need to tell you something first.'

The serious look on her face has me a little worried. "O...kay..' I respond, my interest now piking.

"You promise not to get mad?" she asks, gnawing on her bottom lip. Damn. She looks so cute when she's unsure of herself. These times are few and far between.

"Just tell me, Lee. You're starting to freak me-"

"I'm pregnant."

A silent pause stretches out as I blink rapidly.

"Hang on. I think I have something in my ear. I could swear you just said you were pregnant." I say with a chuckle, sticking my finger in my ear and swirling it around.

When she doesn't reply, I feel my heart stop.

"Get the FUCK out of here," I exclaim, a dumb grin spreading out over my mouth. She just nods, tears collecting in those bright hazel eyes of hers. I can't help but whoop and holler, picking her up, pulling her legs up around my waist and spinning us both around in the small kitchen.

"Jake. Stop. You're making my queazy." Leah says, trying to hide her joyous giggle.

"Oh fuck. I'm sorry." I curse, placing her ass down on the table. "Better?" I ask, threading my fingers up her neck and through her hair, cupping her face in my palms.

"A little," she smiles.

"We're having a baby," I whisper, kissing her nose, her eyes, her mouth and every little bit of exposed skin my hungry mouth can reach.

"It's not too soon? We only just... really.. cemented everything." she says, a little nervously.

"Well... maybe it is a little soon. But who cares. We're having a baby." I grin like a lunatic. "How did you find out? When? Damn, this is just too great. My dad's going to fucking blow a gasket."

Leah smiles as she runs her long fingers over my smile. "Yesterday. I felt a little off... so I went down to the store. I doubted everything at first... laughed at myself for even buying the stupid pregnancy test. I didn't ever think something like this... would be in the cards for me. For us."

I kissed her long and hard, trying to share the pulsing emotions that were running through my soul. Us. Man, I really liked the sound of that. It was going to be us forever. Us and our special little miracle growing inside my girls wicked hot body. Man, I couldn't wait. Everyone knew chicks boobs totally got bigger when they were pregnant.

"Alright. We need some rules-" I say between pecks.

"Jaaakkkkeeee," she whines.

"I know baby. I know you hate rules. But I'm serious. No phasing, no lifting anything too heavy, no going out without me... wait, scrap that. No going out at all. You're going to stay in bed for the next eight months so I can keep an eye on you." I knew I was over-exaggerating but I couldn't help it.

Leah lets out an exasperated sigh and rolls her eyes again. "You're so sweet, Jake. But really..."

"I know," I groan into her neck, taking in her unique scent. I know I can't keep her to myself. Leah is her own person, her own strong, independent, take no bullshit person. I both hated and loved that about her. "Can't I just keep you for a while? All to myself?"

She runs her fingers through my hair, causing me to shiver and breathe a little harder into her neck. "Of course you can," she whispers. "Now that I'm knocked up I won't be letting you off the hook too soon. Sorry, looks like you're stuck with me."

"I wouldn't have it any other way." I smile coyly, pulling her close and kissing her deeply again.