Okay, so...I'm amazing. Wanna know why? Becuz I updated BOTH MY STORIES TODAY! WOO! SO, after you're done reading this, go read The First Born! So, here's a few things you should know:

- I changed Lawrence's name to Joseph. Just decided to...deal with it lol. I will fix the last uploaded chapter, but so there's no confusion, he is meant to be the same person.

- Also, this is chapter is a bit...hot and steamyy, so for my younger readers, you have been warned. ;)

- There are links on my homepage that will show you what the cabin and the bed looks like! I think it's so pretty! =)

ENJOY!

Chapter 9

"You are a genius." I said as we walked towards the cabin.

Leah rolled her eyes and shrugged. "It was nothing, really. You just have to know to think on your feet." She winked.

"Aka, lie very well and on the spot." I chuckled, shaking my head. "Well, it was nice, either way, because you saved our butts."

We got to the cabin, and Leah turned the key, but the old wooden door didn't budge.

"Oh, remember, lift it up…" I placed my hand over hers and pushed the knob up before pushing forward. I wasn't sure if she felt the spark like I did. I quickly dropped her hand, and averted my attention to the cabin. It was small, but it would do. There was a kitchen immediately to the left. There was a small glass table close to it, with for small rigidly-looking wooden chairs. I doubt they would support my weight. To the right, there was a small rocking chair in what I presumed to be the living room. There was one shaggy circular shaped lined patterned rug in the middle of the floor. The floors were made of wood, as the rest of the cabin.

"Do you see where the rooms are?" Leah asked, looking around. I shrugged.

"Beats me. What about through there?" I pointed to a hallway on the right side of the fridge. It was hard to see at first because there was no light. I looked for the switch and flicked it on. The dim light barely helped, but it was going to have to work. I followed Leah into the hallway, and there were two doors. The first, located on our left, was the bathroom. It was simple enough. A white tub, toilet and sick. There were two mirrors; one of them also doubled as a medicine cabinet. The second door led to the bedroom. There was a master bed with four long wooden poles that surrounded it. The sheets and pillows were cream colored, and looked very inviting.

"This is niiiiiceeee." I whistled, and smiled. Leah was nodding in agreement. I smiled, deciding to mess with her. "You know the only problem though, right?"

"What?" She asked, as she set her things down.

"There's only one bed. I don't know where you'll be sleeping…"

"Jacob!"

"Alright alright—" I widened my smile, "—I guess you can sleep on the floor in here, instead of outside, since there's no couch."

I didn't see when she'd moved, but she was suddenly right in my face. I loved getting a rise out of her. It was hilarious to see her mad. She was going to threaten me, I could see it forming on her lips. When she moved her hand to jab a finger in my face, I caught it, and cocked my head to the side.

"You know, it's not polite to point your finger in someone's face." I grinned when she growled at me.

"Bite me." She sneered, frowning.

"Be careful what you ask for." I winked, letting her go.

I turned around, and started to head out of the room with my duffle bag.

"Where are you going?"

"To take a shower."

"We don't have time. Let's just put our stuff down and go back."

"But I really could use a cold shower, trust me." I sighed. When Leah didn't respond, I went to turn around, but she appeared in front of me, smiling deviously.

"Oh. And why is that?" She asked quietly.

I sidestepped her and began walking into the hallway. "You know why, Leah."

"No I don't, honest."

"You know, I thought you were a good liar?" Turning around, I raised an eyebrow. I tried to keep my cool, but my body was giving me away. I knew Leah could tell the exact moment my heart rate spiked. She smiled, before stalking foreword slowly.

Reaching out, she ran her finger lightly down my arm until she got to my hand, which was still clutching my duffle bag. She smoothed over my fingers with her own before curling hers around mine. She began to unhook each of them from my grip on the bag. I had no idea where this was coming from, but as always, I wouldn't question it.

"I'm not good…I'm excellent, just like I am at a lot of things." She cooed in my ear. My mind was reeling, and it was hard to concentrate.

"Uhm." I stammered, leaning against the wall now.

"Don't you think so?" She breathed. She was so close; I could feel her breath on my neck. She leaned forward so that her lips were barely an inch away from mine. I couldn't help it any longer. Damn the cold shower, I thought, seconds before I lunged forward, crashing our lips together at the same time I dropped my bag to the floor. Her hands snaked their way up my neck, while my own rested on her hips. I gripped the fabric on her shirt, tugging her against me. When breathing no longer became an option, but a necessity, she pulled back; breathing in deeply. I watched as her eyes glazed over, as she bit her lip.

"Jake…" She whimpered, threatening to break what little restraint I had left. I threw my head back and let out a groan. Her hands moved from my neck and slid down my chest, as she went for my shirt.

"Leah." I panted, "Stop." We couldn't.

"What?" She demanded, frustrated that my hands were restraining hers from relieving me of my shirt. "Why?" She jerked her head up from my hemline to stare at me, pouting.

Why? …There was a reason we couldn't do this. Didn't she just say it, too? But for the life of me, I couldn't remember.

"I…" I racked my brain, while she grew impatient.

"Jake. Please." She leaned forward and kissed my lower neck, before moving to the right and placing a kiss there. I closed my eyes and breathed out slowly. It felt good. But when she began to suck on my neck, I couldn't breathe.

"Oh…uh…ah." I tried to form words…to tell her to stop, but a part of me thought I would die if she did stop. She took her foot and began running it up and down my leg, and I lost it. Growling, I snatched her leg with one arm and hitched it around my waist; and put my other hand around her waist, supporting her as I pushed her against the wall. She didn't stop what she was doing, which was making it harder to form coherent thoughts.

This time, she was in complete control. She finally let go of my neck, only to move onto my mouth. Instead of kissing me, she began to suck on my tongue, further driving me insane. I wondered how fast I could get our clothes off and into the bedroom, but decided against it. The wall would have to do. I don't know how it was possible—because our mouths were still connected—but I could hear her whimpers, moans, and cries, as well as my own. Our moans turned into groans, and before I knew it, I was reaching for her shirt.

The knock at the door startled us both. We nearly jumped apart, before reality set back in.

"Shit." Leah began to fix her clothes, while I tried to do the same.

Joseph knocked again. "Coming!" I shouted, before glancing down at Leah. She tucked a loose strand behind her ear before nodding at me.

"Let's go." I kissed her quickly before she could reply. "We'll finish this later."

Please review! Also, I wrote a bit more to that little love scene, but I know most of you aren't Blackwater fans, and for my younger readers I still had to get my [amazing] friend isabellclair to proof it for me [Thanks!] lol. But if you'd like to read the extended version of that, make sure you check out my twilight website forum, i'll probably post it on there tonight or tomorrow. Anyways, review, and go read The First Born! =)