A/n: so here's the long awaited update. Thanks to all of those who have reviewed/favorited/followed this story so far. I absolutely adore you guys!

just a heads up, the last part of this chapter gets a bit...descriptive so don't read in you wan to keep your innocence.

I made this chapter extra long just for all of you.

Happy reading!

"Why do we have to walk?" Jenna whined, "My feet are absolutely killing me."

I cut my eyes dubiously at the redhead.

"I highly doubt that Jen," I stated wrly, "Since we've only been walking for a grand total of five minutes."

My best friend pouted, lips pooching dejectedly as she gazed at me with wide, pleading eyes.

"Can't you just call Seth to take us the rest of the way?"

I bristled.

Not this again.

"Jen," I attempted to keep my tone level, but a little irritation managed to slip through, "I already told you Seth had to get there early to set up. We shouldn't burden him."

She frowned.

"It's Seth Maddy." She said flatly, "Burden isn't even in his vocabulary."

I knew she was probably right, Seth didn't seem to mind doing people favors, but the beach was literally a ten minute walk from my house, and asking him to leave just to pick us up felt like we were taking advantage of his kindness.

"Too late." I quipped, gesturing ahead, "We're basically here now."

Jenna followed my movement to the lights visible just off the side of the road and squealed, latching onto my arm.

"Well come on then!" She shrieked excitedly, "I can't wait for Seth to see me."

She winked lavishly, fingering the top of her shirt where her breasts were attempting spill out.

"No guy can resist great cleavage." She divulged to my no-doubt scandalized expression, "I'll have him and all the other guys there drooling with lust."

She proceeded to drag me off, and I couldn't help scowling at the back of her perfectly-styled head. Seth wasn't like every other guy. And he did not drool.

I should know. I kissed him.

The thought brought me a small measure of satisfaction, before I realized just what I was so smug about.

I was doing this because I wanted him and Jen together. So she could kiss him.

My chest burned at the realization, but I shoved it down, forcing myself to focus on the mission at hand. No matter what I had to make sure Jenna and Seth hit it off and enjoyed themselves tonight.

But what about you?

The words flashed thorough my mind before I could stop them, and I slumped, vaguely aware of Jenna tugging my arm with more force.

'What about me?' I challenged.

I hadn't been concerned with myself before and I wouldn't start now.

We had reached the beach within minutes, and I lingered at the edge of the sand, nerves spiraling as I saw just how many people were present. I knew there would be a lot, but this was ridiculous.

Moving bodies seemed to be everywhere, dancing by boom-boxes, and huddled around fires. Eating, and laughing. Running and throwing footballs. My heart crawled up my throat lodged itself there, making it impossible for me to breathe correctly, and I began to feel light-headed.

"Now this is my type of party."

Jenna's brown eyes sparkled approvingly at the scene, and I could only nod numbly as she dragged me further into the chaos.

I saw some faces I recognized as she yanked me along, spying Leah drinking in the corner while another woman watched on disapprovingly, and Collin zipping by as he chased after a football. Neither saw me, and I didn't try to get their attention.

"Where's Seth?" Jen huffed, standing on her tip-toes to peer above the masses. I didn't see how that would help, there were just too many people to distinguish him from the crowd.

Not that I told her that.

A small part of me kind of hoped she never found him. And I immediately felt guilty for the feeling.

She's your friend remember?

Yes. Of course.

But as I noticed the stares she was attracting from passing males I couldn't help feeling just a pinch of envy, and a whole lot of insecurity.

I knew I wasn't ugly. Jenna just had a way of making everyone around her feel inferior with her abundant confidence and spot-on fashion sense.

I let my eyes wander when a dude approached, attempting to hit on her. His eyes cut at me a few times, but I ignored him, waiting impatiently for Jen to get rid of him. Naturally, the girl had to flirt shamelessly before finally dismissing him.

I always felt it was a cruel habit of hers, but didn't bother confronting her about it. It wasn't any of my business.

She was currently batting her lashes at him, smiling coyly as she brushed her fingers along his arms.

I rolled my eyes, turning in the opposite direction.

And that's when I spotted Seth.

He was at the edge of the beach just by the water—and laughing with him was the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen.

I nearly choked on my own tongue.

Holy hell.

This chick made Jenna look like chopped liver!

Copper ringlets furled in the breeze, shining brightly in the moonlight. Her skin was pale and flawless, and her figure to die for. I'd never seen anyone pull off a tank-top and jeans as well as she did. The fabric clung to her in just the right spots, accentuating her waist and rear attractively. And when she turned her head...

Well, there goes what was left of my self-esteem.

Her face. Absolute perfection.

I could only stare as Seth grinned easily down at her, hazel eyes glimmering with warmth as she said something he chuckled at.

Was she the type of girl he went for?

I never anticipated Jenna to have any competition besides Seth's little crush on me.

I bit my lip.

And how could he possibly claim to like me while hanging around girls that looked like that?

An unknown emotion bubbled up in my chest, and I tried to shrug it off, but it wouldn't leave. Somehow, seeing him with this girl bothered me ten times more than Jenna.

"Who the hell is that?" I started as said girl came up beside be, glowering in Seth's and the goddess's direction. Apparently her boy-toy had been dismissed already.

I shrugged in answer to her question and she scowled.

"Well whoever she is, she's awfully sluttish." She scoffed, crossing her arms, "Just look at her clothes, she's practically throwing herself at him!"

I nearly snorted, but doubted Jenna would appreciate it, and settled for remaining silent.

There was nothing 'sluttish' about the girl. She was dressed far more conservatively than Jen, that's for sure. And as for as throwing herself at Seth—she didn't have to—the boy was already hanging on to her every word!

"Let's go over there."

Jen's words sounded alarms in my brain, and I shook my head back and forth furiously.

"No way!" I hissed, "That would just make everything awkward!"

Not to mention embarrassing.

But Jenna's mind was made up.

"Good." She snipped. "Then maybe the ho' will leave."

She grabbed my wrist and proceeded to drag me before I could protest further.

I groaned as we drew nearer and nearer to the couple, praying for a wave to just take me out and spare me the misery. But alas, water remained calm and tranquil, and I was left to watch in horror as Seth glanced up and spotted us.

I expected him to be annoyed at the intrusion, but was pleasantly surprise as a gigantic smile split his handsome face.

"Maddy!" He greeted, grinning adorably from ear-to-ear, "You came!"

He was wearing a forest-green sweater that complimented his eyes perfectly, and I frowned.

Since when did Seth need a sweater? The kid was a living radiator!

I abandoned the thought almost instantly when he made towards me however, wrapping me in a tight embrace that nearly pulled me off my feet. His skin was warm against mine, and I flushed when I felt his muscles pressing against me even from beneath his clothes.

"I'm glad." he whispered, making my skin tingle as his breath blew down my collar.

Oh God.

A pointed cough had him drawing back from me, and he turned to smile at Jen.

"Hey Jenna." He greeted without releasing me, and I could feel her eyes burning into my skull.

Feeling uncomfortable, I stepped back, breaking the hug. Seth frowned, but didn't comment on it, settling for slinging a heavy arm across my shoulders.

"So you're Maddy." A soft voice intoned and I snapped my head in Seth's beautiful counterpart's direction. She was even prettier up close, and I half expected her to give me an unimpressed look, but she merely smiled. "Nice to meet you, I'm Renesmee."

Her voice was genuine, if not a tad eager, and I couldn't help smiling back shyly.

Wow. Not only was she amazingly gorgeous, but nice too?

"Renesmee?" Jenna echoed, eying the girl contemptuously. Her lip curled. "What kind of name is that?"

I could have slapped her.

Um, rude much?

Renesmee frowned, and I immediately opened my mouth to apologize, when another voice joined the conversation.

"A very beautiful name." A deep baritone rumbled, and Jacob Black stepped forward, winding his arm around Renesmee who smiled adoringly up at him. He nodded his head at Seth who nodded back, then grinned at me.

"We meet again Maddy." He teased, smile dulling as his eyes fell upon Jenna.

"Maddy's friend." He added curtly.

Jenna scowled, but he'd didn't seem to notice, or perhaps didn't care.

I was betting on the latter.

"Nessie is Jacob's girlfriend." Seth informed, and it felt as if a weight had lifted off my chest. Jenna seemed to feel the same way, her demeanor instantly shifting towards the girl.

"She's very pretty." She complimented, showcasing her best smile.

"Thank you." Renesmee answered politely, though her voice lacked warmth.

Jacob merely grunted, turning towards Seth and I.

"Jared and Paul finished setting up the dance area." He divulged, "It's pretty sweet. You guys should come check it out with Ness and I."

"You know I'm there." Seth chuckled then gazed at me questionably. I avoided his eyes. I could hardly speak, much less dance in front of all these people.

"I'm in!" Jenna shrilled, "I just adore dancing."

Seth acknowledged her with a brief smile, before training his eyes back on me.

"Maddy?" He whispered.

I shook my head.

Seth's brow puckered.

"Why not?"

I couldn't look at him, so I settled for looking at my hands instead, mumbling an incomprehensible,

"I'm no good at it."

I don't know how he could have possibly heard me, but he did, and Jacob and Renesmee seemed to as well, all three exchanging glances before smiling manically.

To say it creeped me out a little would be an understatement, and I could only gasp as Seth abruptly bent to haul me over his shoulder, one hand on my thigh and the other on my rear. The hand on my rear flexed, and I shrieked, causing Seth to chortle.

"What the hell is going on?!" Jenna exclaimed, glaring daggers in our direction, but I could only give her a helpless look from where I hung from Seth's back. I was just as clueless as she was.

Jacob and Renesmee walked on either side of us, laughing at the ridiculous sight we made.

"We're teaching Maddy how to dance." Jacob announced cheekily and my eyes snapped to his in horror.

What did he just say?

"No!" I denied animatedly, pounding on Seth's back, "I refuse!"

Renesmee sent me a soothing look.

"It'll be fine." She assured, "Jake and Seth are good teachers."

My heart was beating rapidly, my entire body clammy with panic.

"No you guys don't understand—" I protested only to yelp when Seth delivered a sharp smack to my butt. Did he just—? I kicked him in retaliation, embarrassed by the knowing looks people were giving us.

To them we must have looked like a playful couple, not one friend leading another to her doom.

Seth didn't even flinch, and I could hear the smile in his voice as he stated matter-of-factly,

"Relax Maddy, I've got you."

I blushed, the words sounding strangely intimate.

"Just put me down." I insisted. Jenna was becoming agitated, mouth pinched, and eyes narrowed as she looked anywhere but at us.

His answer was immediate.

"Only if you promise to at least try it."

I groaned. I knew he meant well, but I couldn't possibly handle anything like that.

"Seth—"

"Oh just do it for fucks sake!"

My mouth snapped shut and I stared at Jenna scandalized. Her face was pink with anger, shooting me a vile look I cringed at. She obviously didn't like Seth touching me, and I felt guilt flare in my chest when I realized I'd been neglecting her.

This night was supposed to be about her, yet everyone was fussing over me.

Swallowing my fear, I nodded, stating more bravely than I felt,

"Alright."

Renessmee beamed.

"'Atta girl!" Jacob encouraged and I gave him a tentative smile, "Just watch, you won't regret it."

Seth was silent, slipping me carefully from his shoulder and back on my feet. His eyes clashed with mine worriedly. My chest constricted.

"What?" I whispered.

His eyes lowered to our feet.

"Maddy I want it to be your decision." He murmured, "I want you to want to on your own, not because you were pressured into it."

My pulse quickened at his concern, but I ignored it, fixing a false smile on my face.

"I said yes didn't I?" I attempted to say in a cheery voice.

He didn't smile back.

"Because Jenna told you to."

I cut my eyes over at said girl, relieved that she seemed to be attempting conversation with Renesmee (to Jacob's displeasure) and hadn't overheard.

"That's not true." I rebuffed. And when he looked as if he wanted to argue I added a forceful, "Drop it Seth. Let's just go."

His eyes shot up to mine, irritation evident in the motley pools.

"Fine." He snapped.

"Fine." I echoed.

I couldn't do this.

Gyrating bodies were everywhere. Twisting and twirling. Bumping and grinding.

Jacob and Renesmee could have made dirty-dancing an extreme sport, each of their moves scycronzyed perfectly to each other and the thumping of the music. Her hips swiveled enticingly against his crotch, his lips grazing her neck in gentle kisses.

It was memorizing.

And erotic as hell.

I could feel my entire body tingling as I watched them, and realized they weren't the only ones. Everyone seemed to be dancing this way.

I blanched.

When they said dancing I didn't think they meant this type.

I whispered this to Jenna who snickered.

"What other type could they possibly mean?" She asked, "This is a party you know."

I was going to die.

I was going to die because I was going to embarrass myself attempting to grind.

The universe hates me.

"Relax Maddy." Seth's mouth was at my ear, and I shivered as his arms snaked across my stomach, branding my skin.

Apparently he wasn't annoyed with me anymore.

Jenna was eying his arms balefully.

I exhaled.

Great. She was mad at me again.

All because Seth couldn't seem to keep his hands to himself.

I didn't know what his deal was, but he'd been touching me all night, and Jenna had obviously noticed. I had to figure out a way to keep his hands off me and on her.

A lightbulb went off in my head.

Of course, why didn't I think of it sooner?

"Hey Seth, why don't you dance with Jenna first?" I suggested, watching as my best friend perked at the words. "So I can get an idea of how it's done."

Seth didn't appear too keen on the idea, but didn't argue, allowing Jenna to drag him onto the dance floor.

I regretted it the instant I saw her hips roll against his.

Seth's face remained unreadable as his body moved, his hands settling on the redhead's waist. A smug smile curled her lips as she wound an arm back around his neck, swaying seductively to the beat.

My heart dropped.

They moved effortlessly. I would have looked like a total fool doing what Jenna was doing.

I did Seth a favor, sparing him the embarrassment of being seen with me.

So why did I feel like crying?

I fled before anyone could notice how moist my eyes were, berating myself the entire way.

What the hell was wrong with me?

I had no reason to be upset.

I wandered aimlessly, trying to distract myself from my heart's traitorous pounds of agony. It was ridiculous! Seth and I were just friends.

That's all.

I repeated it in my head like a mantra, not stopping until I bumped into a solid chest. Pain shot up my nose and I groaned, clutching at it.

Just perfect.

"Oh shit. Sorry!"

I cracked an eye open to see Embry watching me wide-eyed. His gaze lifted from my hand to my eyes, widening further.

"Maddy?"

I nodded, still clutching my nose.

He frowned.

"You alright?" He asked, seeming genuinely concerned, "Seth's been looking for you. Jake and Nessie too."

I stiffened and he noticed, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder.

"Here I'll take you to them—"

"No!" I exclaimed, startling him. He was looking at me strangely, but I wasn't in the mood to explain anything to him. I just knew I couldn't be around them right now. I needed some time to collect myself.

"Okay..." He trailed then hesitantly. "Well I can't just leave you by yourself. You're Seth's—" he cut himself off abruptly and it was my turn to eye him strangely.

He shrugged sheepishly at my look.

Silence then,

"Wanna take a walk?" At my suspicious look he waved his hands frantically, "Not like that. You just look like you could use some time away from all this—" he gestured at our surroundings "—to think. Just a quick stroll up the beach."

It did sound tempting.

I hardly knew Embry, but I knew Seth wouldn't be friends with him if he was a bad person.

"Okay." I agreed.

Embry was great company when you wanted to get your mind off something. He did all the talking, recounting me with hilarious stories involving Seth, himself, and the others growing up. He told me about Jake and Nesse, and how Quil was controlled by an eight year old named Claire. He told me about Sam's wife Emily, and how she made the best biscuits.

I marveled at the cliffs, then balked when Embry mentioned he and the others diving off them during the summer.

By the time the walk was over I was in much lighter spirits. But it didn't last.

When Embry and I returned from our walk it was to a highly irritated looking Leah.

Her dark eyes bored into mine.

"You." She commanded, "Come with me."

I wasn't stupid enough to resist at her deadly tone, reluctantly trailing after her. Embry followed, smiling easily at the girl.

"Sup Leah." He greeted, draping an arm across her tense shoulders.

She immediately shoved him off.

"Touch me again and I'll rip your arm off." was her snarky retort that left him snickering.

When he winked mischievously at me I couldn't decide whether he was really brave or really stupid.

When we got back to the bonfire everyone was together in a big group, huddled around the biggest fire I'd ever seen. A man in a wheelchair was at the epicenter of it all, gesturing wildy as he spoke.

I recognized him as Billy Black, Jacob's grandfather. He must have begun telling his tale of the Quillete legends in Embry and I's absence.

Everyone's eyes were on him with rapt attention, and I was amazed at how easily he kept them ensnared.

I found myself drifting towards him, like his words were calling to me. Beckoning me closer.

"Seth and the others are this way."Leah's harsh voice broke through my haze, and I was left little choice but to follow when she yanked on my sleeve.

I winced as a sharp sting ran up my wrist, and Embry noticed, glowering at her.

"Ease up Clearwater!" He exclaimed, removing my shirt from her hold, "No need to be so rough with her."

Leah's eyes could have frozen over the Sahara desert at that moment, and I instinctively shrunk back at their cold fury, wondering how she could share the same last name as Sue and Seth but be so...different.

"Seth was really upset when he couldn't find her." She spat, and I cringed when her gaze clashed with mine, "He was panicking, thought something terrible must have happened. And I find out she was just taking a romantic stroll with one of his friends."

My blood ran cold.

"I-I just needed time alone to t-think." I spluttered, "I was going to come back."

Leah scoffed.

"Yeah?" She challenged, quirking a disbelieving brow, "Well you seemed pretty cozy with Embry a few minutes ago."

I couldn't even speak I was so floored. Was she really accusing me of ditching Seth to hook up with Embry?

What. The. Hell.

Embry seemed to think so as well.

"Are you high Leah?" He demanded, "I just didn't want her going off by herself. All we did was talk—and I did most the talking!"

The girl still didn't look convinced, staring down her nose at us like we were scum.

Embry sighed, running a frustrated hand through his hair.

"Look." He said, sounding as exasperated as I felt. "I know Seth's your brother and you want to protect him alright? And I know it's hard for you to trust people. I get it. But not everyone is like Sam."

Her eyes flickered painfully and I started, now realizing why she was so upset. It wasn't just me, but Embry too. And it stemmed from whatever happened between her and Sam.

Something was going on between them.

That much was obvious from the wounded way she stared at him, and the gentle way he gazed back at her.

Well, damn.

"I think I see them." I hedged. Neither looked at me. Hell, I don't think they even heard me.

"Well, bye."

I wasn't lying when I said I saw them. They were towards the center of the huddle eyes focused on Billy. Well, almost all their eyes.

Jenna was gazing at Seth like he was god himself, cheeks flushed prettily. She leaned up to whisper something in his ear, slender fingers caressing his bare arm in her signature flirt move.

I frowned.

Wait, bare arm?

Wasn't he wearing a sweater earlier?

Then I noticed. Jenna was wearing his sweater. It was obviously too big for her, and it looked like she'd rolled the sleeves nearly a dozen times, yet it somehow managed to be flattering.

Bitterness clawed its way through my body as I surmised her plan had indeed worked. Seth was too much a gentleman to watch her freeze, even if she did choose to dress skimpy on her own.

I found myself wishing I had worn more clothing, the long-sleeved shirt and jeans I was wearing not standing a chance against the chilly night breeze.

"Hey Maddy, over here!" Jacob had noticed me standing awkwardly and he and Nesse waved me over enthusiastically. Several heads turned to see what they were waving at and I felt my cheeks burn at the curious stares.

Gee. Thanks guys.

I made my way over to them with my eyes directed pointedly at the ground, not looking up until I was uncerimously dragged down in an empty space beside Seth.

I could only scowl at Brady who smirked, before turning his back to me to chat with Quil and an adorable little girl perched on his lap I assumed was Claire.

"Maddy." Seth's breath fanned the side of my face, and I hesitantly turned towards him. His hazel eyes were slanted worriedly.

They stole my breath away, and I could only open and close my mouth silently when he inquired,

"Why'd you run off like that earlier?"

I could see Jenna in my peripheral, her arm curled possessively around Seth's bicep as she watched us. Her eyes widened at me meaningfully and I knew that was her subtle way of telling me to direct his attention back towards her.

Easier said then done.

My tongue felt like sandpaper sticking to the roof if my mouth, and Seth reaching out to cradle my cheek didn't help much either.

His brow furrowed when I let loose an involuntary shiver at the contact.

"You cold?" He murmured and I shrugged, momentarily distracted by the way his thumb rhythmically caressed my cheekbone. I damn sure wasn't telling his the real reason behind my trembling, and it wasn't as if he could do anything about my slight chill anyway.

He had already given Jenna his jacket.

Seth pulled back from me, and next thing I knew I was sitting between his legs, my back flush with his front. He leaned forward, resting his chin on my left shoulder and winding his arms around tightly around my middle.

I felt like exploding.

"S-Seth?" I squeaked. My entire body was on fire, the blood rushing to my face so fast it left me dizzy, "What...are you doing?"

He pressed closer, and I could feel his lips curving against the side of my neck.

"Keeping you warm." He answered innocently, but there was nothing innocent about way his hands were rubbing my lower stomach. I resisted the urge to sigh when they crept lower, sinuously grazing my hipbones.

Holy shit.

This was way too intimate for 'just friends.'

"I was really looking forward to dancing with you." He whispered, splaying those sinful hands across my thighs.

My heart was about ready to leap out my chest.

"Y-yeah?" I managed, more than a little distracted. I heard Jenna shifting restlessly, and attempted to pull free, but Seth's grip was too tight.

"Yeah." He answered. One hand released my thigh to curl around my shoulders so that I was leaning against him. His mouth found my ear. "But when I looked up you had disappeared."

I shuddered when the hand on my thigh left, curling just beneath my breasts. I was effectively trapped in his embrace.

"I didn't want to dance." I lied shakily, "So I left to do something else. Embry kept me company."

I don't know why I added the last part. Perhaps it was so Seth would know I wasn't by myself while he was enjoying himself with Jenna.

Was I trying...to make him jealous?

The inane thought caused me to stiffen.

No. I just didn't want Jenna on my back. That had to be it.

I was placating Jen who was trying to melt me with her eyes this very moment.

"Hmmm...is that so?" Seth's voice had taken on a slightly dangerous edge, and I couldn't resist the urge to swallow nervously.

I was right to be nervous.

"Let's go."

He had stood and pulled me up with him, drawing stares from those around us. Billy's eyebrow was raised, but he continued to speak, while Jake and Renesmee gave us knowing looks. Brady and Quil were smirking, and I even saw Sue winking from across the fire. I flushed scarlet, turning to him scandalized.

"Seth!" I hissed, beyond mortified, "What are you doing? Billy is in the middle of his story!"

He raised a challenging brow.

"So? We've already both heard it."

I scowled at him.

"That's not the point!" I whispered fiercely, "It's rude!"

But Seth wasn't fazed, already leading me away.

"Trust me." He stated, "Billy will not mind."

No, but Jenna definitely would. The hateful glare she was sending me was evidence enough.

"But Jen—" I protested.

"Will be fine." He finished strongly.

I didn't know how he was so sure, but I could only sputter helplessly as he tugged me along. What was with people and dragging me today anyway? You'd think I was an invalid or something.

Seth didn't stop walking until the lights had faded behind us, whirling on me with stormy eyes. His hands shot to my waist, drawing me in close.

"Seth?" I whispered uncertainly.

His expression was grim.

"Do you hate me?"

I felt as if someone had struck me over the head.

"What?"

He didn't blink.

"Do you hate me?" He repeated. His voice was firm and nonchalant, but his eyes told an entirely different story.

He was in pain.

"Hate you?" I said with disbelief. "How could I— I don't—why would you think that?"

He didn't answer, running absentminded patterns around my hips.

"Seth?" I probed.

No response.

Frustration burned in my chest, and I pulled free of his hypnotizing fingers, giving him my sternest look.

"Seth. Tell me."

He grimaced, reaching for me again, but I sidestepped him.

He glowered at his empty hands.

"That's why." he snapped fiercely, jaw clenched. "Every time I'm near you, you push me off to Jenna."

He spat her name like poison, and I flinched at hungry way he was gazing at me.

"You don't want to date me." He stated bitterly and a pang shot through my body, "I get it. But do not push me on someone else. It's disrespectful, and frankly, undermining my feelings."

My conversation with Aubrey flashed through my mind, and guilt crushed me like an iron weight.

"Seth..." I trailed weakly. I hadn't meant to hurt him. I just couldn't fathom him liking me. I still didn't. It didn't make any sense!

Not to mention my prettier, more confident best friend liked him too. He should be all over her.

"Maddy shut up." He ordered and I bit my lip. His tone wasn't exactly harsh, but it wasn't gentle either. "You wanted me to talk, so I will."

His face took on a determined expression, and he closed the distance between us with purpose, yanking me to his chest with such force I stumbled. His arms were immediately on my waist.

"I like you." he whispered and my face burned, "And I think you feel a little something for me too."

More than something.

But I couldn't tell him that. This whole thing was just a big, complicated mess. I had feelings for Seth. There was no getting around it. I almost hated myself for it. I had tried so hard to resist him, but he had managed to charm me anyway.

But Jenna was my best friend.

"Seth I don't—"

"Prove it."

I was flabbergasted, staring up at up with wide eyes.

"What—"

"Let me kiss you again." He insisted feverishly, "I need to know for sure."

His eyes were trained steadfastly on my mouth, and I squirmed uncomfortably.

"But how will that prove anything?" My voice was meek and unsure.

Seth's expression was the opposite.

"If you kiss me back, then you have feelings for me." He stated simply.

I fidgeted.

I didn't like the the sound of that for three reasons:

1. Seth was an amazing kisser. Even if I didn't have feelings for him I'd probably kiss him back.

2. I do.

3. I'm screwed.

I didn't have time to explain this to him however, because his mouth was on mine.

My mind drew a blank the second his soft, warm lips covered my own, moving urgently and with fervour. It didn't take long for his tongue to emerge, sweeping across my lips hotly, and leaving a tingly trail behind. I opened my mouth out of instinct, gasping when his tongue slipped into my mouth, twining wetly with mine.

His hands were no longer on my waist, but had trailed down to my rear, gripping my ass-cheeks tightly through my jeans. I groaned when he began to kneed the flesh, pumping his tongue in and out of my mouth in tangent with his fingers.

My entire body was trembling with ecstasy, rendering me helpless to his amorous assaults. Hell, I was enjoying it. The way his hands slid under my top and scaled my rib-cage. The way he sucked erotically on my tongue. The way he pelvis ground into mine.

I moaned loudly when he hit just the right angle, and froze, instantly mortified.

Oh my god that did not just come out of me.

"Good." Seth panted, embarrassing me further. His eyes were dark with lust as his fingers skimmed the edge of my bra, "That means you're enjoying yourself."

He continued to grind into me, dropping his head to trail heated kisses up and down my neck. Each time he would hit that spot I would cry out and he would grunt, sucking roughly on my collarbone.

"And you said you couldn't dance." He chuckled huskily, giving a particularly strong thrust. I mewled, grasping tightly at his shoulders. "You're way better than Jenna could ever wish to be."

Jenna.

I stilled my movements, though my mind practically begged me to continue. Seth's hands were palming my breasts, and I gasped when a thumb passed over my bra-clad nipple.

"Seth." My nerves tingled sporadically as he repeated the gesture. Over and over, causing my knees to weaken, "We have to stop."

He froze, pulling back to catch my eye.

"Why, what's wrong?"

A twig snapped, and both our heads swivelled in the direction of the noise, watching as the person emerged from the shadows, a scowl on her pretty face.

"So this is how it is."

I closed my eyes in despair.

It was Jenna.

a/n: yeah...can't say I didn't warn you. I might I have to change the rating as the story progresses lol.

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~Hope to dream