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"Any disagreements are settled by ritualized fighting or "jaw wrestling," and sometimes just by a threat display without any physical contact at all."

Seth grinned at Leah as he made his way into the kitchen the following morning. "Hey, sis. How'd you sleep last night?"

Leah scowled angrily at Seth from her place at the table as she looked pointedly at their mother, a silent plea for Seth not to say anything inappropriate around their mom. "Fine," she bit out as she grabbed a piece of melon off her dish and concentrated on chewing the juicy fruit.

Sue came over to the table and placed an assortment of eggs, pancake, bacon and sausage in the center of the table. "Dig in," she said happily as she plopped down in her seat and served herself a small portion in comparison to her two wolfish children.

"So what are you doing today, Lee?" Seth asked as he took a healthy bite of bacon and eggs.

"I don't know. Nothing, at least not 'til tonight," Leah said as she took a sip of her juice.

"Oh...? And what are you doing tonight?" Seth grinned wickedly in her direction before quickly diverting his eyes to keep his mother out of the know.

"Patrol," Leah snapped as she stood from her seat unceremoniously. "Listen, thanks Mom. Breakfast was great-"

"But you've hardly touched your food," Sue interjected as Leah began walking out the kitchen.

"I'm not hungry. And I just remembered I do have something to do after all..."

"Oh come on, Leah. Sit down and have breakfast. I won't bug ya. I promise!" Seth snickered as she stomped out of the kitchen and flipped him off when she was out of range of her mother's eyesight.

"What's gotten into your sister?" Sue asked as she stared after her daughter's retreating form.

"I think the question is what hasn't gotten into her. I think that's what's bugging her," Seth smiled gently, trying hard not to laugh at the implication his words entailed.

"Well whatever it is, she better fix it soon. This constant bickering with the two of you is driving me insane!"

"Don't worry, Mom. I have a feeling she'll be getting her fix sooner than any of us can imagine."

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"Stupid, rat bastard," Leah mumbled as she walked aimlessly in a straight line away from her house. "Fucking smug, ridiculous, annoying, little shit hole..." She kicked a rock with her foot and watched as it flew over to the grassy field behind the houses that led straight into the woods.

These past few weeks she'd become a real pro at controlling her rage and keeping the urge to phase at bay. She'd pretty much been forced to, or she would have been walking around a crazed, vengeful werewolf since the day Seth picked up his first issue of that science geek-crap that had seriously sent her world on a tailspin. Grr, I should kill him.

Then you'd go to jail.

Welcome back, Bitch-Brain. Leah snapped sarcastically.

Thanks, Sassy-Bitch. It's good to be back. I was off dreaming about that wonderful tongue swap we had last night... sigh.

Leah blushed at her thoughts and slowed her pace. Please, don't start saying something embarrassing...

I'm not! What was so embarrassing about that? He almost sexed us up! That was amazing!

Leah groaned as she thought back to the events of last night. It was pretty amazing, wasn't it? She smirked to herself, stopping and waiting as she watched a trail of children cross in front of her as they played some ridiculous game. "Move chidlins!" Leah huffed as she had to stand and wait for the crowd of kids to clear out for her to continue her walk. "Damn rugrats."

"You're a regular Mary Poppins there, Leah," his voice cut through the disappearing squeals and laugher of children.

She turned slightly, casting a glance over her shoulder before continuing her walk. "Oh yeah? If I had that freaky magic umbrella I woulda blown outta town a long time ago, Black," she answered casually, trying hard not to demonstrate any of her unsteady emotions that were lying right beneath the surface and waiting to erupt.

"Back to last name basis?" he smirked as he reached for her elbow, effectively stopping her in her tracks and pulling her back and against his frame all in one fluid motion.

Leah pressed her hands against his chest and felt her pulse soar instantly. This God damn heat off his body is doing treacherous things to my body...

It's called horny. Let's us know we're alive!

Oh God. You're so embarrassing, Bitch-Brain!

Nah, Lee. I'm just honest. This is God's-Gift-to-Women standing in front of you and here you are talking to me... Tsk tsk.

"Uhh... what's it to ya'?" she smiled uneasily as she kept her eyes leveled with his chest and refused to look up. One look into those dark, chocolate orbs of his and she'd be lost. And she'd probably sexually attack him right here in front of all the Rez residents.

"Well considering last night you called me 'ooh' and 'ahh' and even 'God' a couple of times, I just wasn't expecting for you to be calling me 'Black' now," Jacob chuckled as he slid his hands along ribs and rested them comfortably against her hips.

Leah stared up at him in outrage and sucked her teeth. "Don't flatter yourself, Jacob."

"I'm just repeating what you said, Leah," he applied pressure against her waist and effectively drew her closer. Their lower body's brushed together and she had to bite her tongue to keep from groaning out her approval.

Dear God, what is this guy doing to me?

Pleasure! It's called pleasure! Oh sweet, glorious, delicious pleasure! If you won't get some for you, please, please, please get some for me!

"About last night..."

"Still thinking about it too?" he laughed as he watched her cheeks flush with embarrassment. This was a side of Leah he hadn't known existed. He was use to the bitchy, confrontational, hard-ass Leah who never let anyone in past her iron clad armor. But this Leah, this soft, shy, gentle Leah... he could get use to her.

"Jacob..." Leah sighed as she flattened her palm against his chest, much like she'd done last night. "We do need to talk."

"I know, Clearwater. That's why I came looking for you," he said as he pulled away a bit and offered his arm gallantly for her to take.

"Really? I thought you'd run and hide and refuse to address the issue ever again."

"Not likely. That'd mean I wouldn't get the chance to do it again," Jake retorted as he wagged his eyebrows at her suggestively.

She tripped over a her own feet and was lucky Jacob was there to catch her. "You're too damn cute!" he roared out in laughter as he pressed her firmly against his body, nose diving into her hair as he fought to control his laughter.

"Don't call me cute," Leah bit out angrily, beyond embarrassed at her stupid clumsiness. Fucking Jacob and his making-me-weak-in-the-knees bullshit. I refuse to be one of those dainty, distressed females who needs a man to be her savior at every waking moment of the day! I'm a werewolf for crying out loud! Not like that pussy Bella Cullen!

Yes, but you're also a girl. It might helped us in the "getting action" department if you'd stopped acting like the Hulk once in a while...

Fuck you!

How about we fuck Jacob? That way, we'd both be happy.

Grr!

"I forgot you prefer 'sexy.'" She'd almost forgotten he was standing there behind her, holding her arms and helping remain standing. Well almost... except the heat and hard muscles of his body served as a constant reminder.

"Shut up, Black!"

"Black?"

"Oops, I'm sorry- I mean, shut up, most high Alpha!"

Jake rolled his eyes at her sarcasm and pulled her along.

"How about we go have that talk now?" Jacob suggested as he began guiding Leah toward his house. "And don't worry, my dad's not home."

Yay! Open crib!

Bitch-Brain... ugh, why do I even fight you?

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This werewolf business does have some incredible benefits. Case in point, my beta's scrumptious ass in those shorts. Shorts in January, who woulda thunk?

Jacob watched as Leah walked past him and twiddled her hands nervously as she walked around the quiet, empty living room of the Black's home. His father had gone out fishing with Charlie, and they were going to be gone all weekend. Information that would normally put any other girl at ease, yet had Leah's nerves strung so tight she feared she would implode at any second.

"So... can I get you anything?" Jake asked as he closed the door and began to walk closer behind her.

We can start with what's in your pants... we'll work our way up from there. Quite literally.

Jesus H. Christ! Must you be in permanent, pervert mode 24/7?

Hey, I'm only trying to meet our baser, animal instincts! I don't see you trying anything!

"Leah?" Jacob asked as she remained silent and her brows scrunched in what seemed to be annoyance.

"Oh... sorry. No. No I don't want anything," Leah answered quickly, giving a quick reprimand to the devil inside her head.

"OK," Jacob stared at her worriedly before walking over to the couch and motioning for her to take a seat.

They both remained silent as they stared at each other, suddenly the playfulness had disappeared and in its wake there was tension and unease.

"Leah-"

"Jacob-" they started simultaneously.

They both smiled nervously at that.

"Go ahead," Jake motioned for her to continue but she shook her head.

"No, you first."

Taking a deep breath, Jacob nodded and tried to gather his thoughts. "OK... well, I just wanted to make sure that there were no regrets about last night," he started after a minute of awkward silence had elapsed between them. He could swear he could hear the fucking crickets outside and he was close to breaking down into hysterics. Here behind closed doors, it was just too freaking tense trying to talk to her. She did things to him, to his peace of mind, to his self-control. All he could really focus on was the soft skin of her legs that sat only a few inches away from his clammy hands. Oh great. Now I'm fucking sweaty like a pig...

"That was kinda what I was thinking about you," Leah murmured as she let out a deep breath and ran a hand through her hair. Rinsing, washing, repeating and brushing is doing miracles... she mused as her fingers glided through her newly smooth strands easily.

"Well... it's kinda obvious that I don't...

...

"So, how... about you? Do you... umm... regret what we did?" He asked after Leah remained unresponsive. God, why am I stumbling over words. Get a grip, Black!

Of some boobs!

Shut up!

Leah shook her head and cast her eyes downward to her lap. "No. I mean, I don't think I do."

"That's not very reassuring, Lee," Jacob sighed as he reached out and grabbed her hand. "I don't want things to get awkward between us..."

Great, he's breaking up with us! Good going, Miss She-Wolf! You and your feminist ways just cost us a good couple of months of romping in the sack.

Shut up!

"They won't, Jake," she said uneasily as she fought to hold back the cry of hurt, pain, humiliation, anger, desperation from breaking free of the knot in her throat and cursing his very existence. "We can just pretend nothing happened. It wasn't a big deal anyway..."

"What?"

He sounded angry. Leah stared at where his hand suddenly pulled away from her own and immediately missed the warmth and strength of his grip. Why the hell is he angry? He just humiliated me!

Because... he wanted to bone us... even if it was a momentary lapse of judgment on his part, and thanks to you, Miss Sassy-Bitch, his boner was killed! Jesus Christ, I need to find me another body, one that actually gets me some sexual gratification!

I'm going to burn you alive!

"I said, Jacob," Leah breathed in, trying to reel in her growing temper, "that we can pretend it never happened and move on with our lives."

"Why in the world do you want to do that? If I remember correctly, last night you were enjoying yourself as much as I was. Why the sudden fucking change of heart?!" he snapped angrily.

"Don't fucking yell at me, Jacob Black!" Leah shouted as she stood up quickly from the couch.

Jacob followed suit and towered over her, chest huffing in anger. "I will if I want to! You just dumped me!"

"I did? You're the one with the pity speech!" Leah cried out as she jabbed her finger into his chest. He didn't so much as flinch while her finger throbbed at the jolt of pain his hard chest caused. "Besides, I can't dump you you jackass. We were never together!"

"What the hell are you talking about? I swear, women are fucking crazy!" Jacob cried out, smiling in astonishment at the situation. He brought her here to talk, tell her how much last night meant to him, and maybe have a repeat performance of what they'd done. But now he stood here screaming and getting jabbed in the chest by the feisty little tigress that was a good eight inches shorter than him.

"Don't curse at me either, asshole!"

"You're cursing at me!"

"You fucking started!"

Jacob laughed incredulously, "I started? You started!" he shot back childishly. Good, Black. Stick out your tongue and pull on her pigtails while you're at it! "You're the one wanting to pretend nothing fucking happened between us! Like we weren't this close," he used his fingers to indicate a small distance, "to tearing each other's clothes off and going at it like rabbits!"

"How about dogs? That would be more fitting you fucking idiot!"

"You're a bitch, Clearwater."

"Fuck you, Jake!" Leah cried out as she shoved him as hard as she could manage.

He growled as he regained his footing and closed the distance between them, his chest heaving and his fist clenching in rage.

And then it all shifted and changed and happened so fast, neither one of them knew what hit them.

Their hands and lips and breath were all over each other, as they lost themselves in the taste and smell and heat of their passion.

And I'm back in the game! Bitch-Brain cried out triumphantly.