A door slammed open against the wall, footsteps creaked over old wooden floorboards, the same door slammed shut loudly back into its frame. Silence. The thud of a body crashed against the tightly shut door. A heavy sigh sounded from the body as the scrapes of bare feet against the wood floor shuffled across the house in a daze.
Leah made her way to the kitchen on auto-pilot. Opening up the door, looking for anything before the tray of ice cubes in the freezer caught her attention. She quickly snatched one up and ran it across her super heated flesh as she recalled the last few hours in a heady daze.
It had been obvious now, when she looked back on it. Jasper had insisted that he teach her the "proper" way to drive a stick shift. She had scoffed and replied that she knew how to drive just fine. It was Rosalie's passing remark about how they've already rebuilt her transmission twice in the last month while she was out on patrol that had her fuming. Jasper looked between her and Rose, both sheepish and livid.
Leah had acquiesced only because she was getting tired of the bitching (and she didn't know how much it was going to cost her to pay back the leeches for fixing her car) and followed Jasper while slightly fuming out to his Challenger, which he sped them away down the road in.
He took her to the Forks High School parking lot, both because it was moderately close and well-lit, but also flat with the occasional hill. They spent a good hour with Leah grumbling as Jasper instructed her on how to smoothly shift, and then practiced on the hills, which only frustrated Leah more as they drifted back farther and farther before she stalled out. Jasper then gave her this alternative:
"Listen, you can do this. Just a few more times and then we can get out of here and go, hang out," he finished lamely.
Leah gave him a cross look from out of the corner of her eye, but nodded, focusing once again on the car.
Twenty minutes later, Jasper was back behind the wheel and driving them across town.
"So," Leah said finally breaking the heavy silence. "Where did you have in mind to hang out? I thought we'd just be going back to the house?"
Jasper shifted uncomfortably, "Sorry, I was just going on cruise control -I thought you'd want to get away from everyone else for a bit, and just talk. It's been a while since we've gotten to just do that."
"Yeah," Leah snorted in laughter, "without Ed-weird throwing stern glances and Em speaking only in innuendos."
"It's worse when you're not there," Jasper laughed in agreement.
He finally pulled off to the side of the road, in an unlit parking lot, just on the edge of the woods and turned off the car. He moved his arm around so that his hand rested on the back of Leah's headrest.
Her hand moved across the gear shift to rest on his thigh.
Jasper shot her a heated look and raised an eyebrow expectantly.
Leah laughed out loud, "Ball's in your court, Cowboy."
Jasper reached over with his other hand and moved Leah's face towards his own, kissing her unexpectedly. He pulled back but was met once again as her lips caught his own.
It was fast and dirty in the front seat, where Jasper had reached across Leah and reclined the seat quickly. He fished a condom out of the glove box as she worked on getting him out of his jeans. When they came it was with mutual grunts and sighs, both heaving for oxygen and Leah's legs shaking where they were wrapped around Jasper's waist.
He moved back to the driver's seat, both dressing with haste, and chuckling at the suddenness of it all. She sniffed his shirt and handed it back to him, searching blindly for hers before discovering it under the backseat. They rolled down the windows and pulled out of the parking lot.
"I'm sorry about that," Jasper apologized. "It was better for me. Next time we're doing that in a house." Outside, they parted with a long hug - longer than what either was used to, and Leah jumped into her car, avoiding the peeping glances that came out from the front window of the Cullen house and drove smoothly back to her mother's place.
That's where she was now. Alone, her face once again flushed and her heart racing anew. Her leg twitched at the memory. And against her better judgment, she moved over to the phone. She really shouldn't tempt fate, but she couldn't find the care to check herself. "Hey Jasper," she said to his voice which drifted through after the third ring, "nobody's at my house."