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Raegan's POV

"I'll be right back." He said, holding up a finger, indicating me to wait. He left the room, then came back in dragging a thin black mattress. I raised an eyebrow at him, and he explained that he always had an extra in case one of the guys wanted to stay over. He fixed it perfectly on the floor, and grabbed a pillow off of his bed.

"Thanks, Jake." I said, and began to lower myself onto the mattress on the floor. Strong hands caught my waist, and I looked up at Jake, who looked outraged.

"You are not sleeping on the floor, Raegan. That's for me, you can take my bed." I opened my mouth to protest, and he interrupted me. "I am not making you sleep on the floor. End of discussion." I rolled my eyes and stretched out on his bed, watching him as he did the same. He positioned his body so that he was facing me, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"A penny for your thoughts," I said, flicking him one I'd found on the floor. He caught it, and grinned at me in the darkness.

"That only counts when it your penny." He chuckled.

"You know what they say, finders, keepers-"

"Losers, weepers." He finished. "I was just thinking about how I was going to explain all of this to Sam. I don't think he'd like this so much if he was here right now."

"To bad for him, he can throw himself a pity party for all I care," I snapped. "It's none of his business how I spend my nights." He laughed at my cold tone, then became serious.

"How do you spend your nights? By yourself, I hope."

"Well, there was the mailman the other day… and the garbageman before that…" he rolled his eyes and I laughed. He stared at me intensely for a moment, and my laughter caught in my throat. There was nothing but silence for a few minutes.

"You should get some rest." He said finally, breaking away from my gaze.

"Right," I muttered, and he rolled over to face the wall away from me. I sighed. Why'd moments like that have to end?

After about half an hour, I heard his breathing slow, becoming deep and even. I looked at his long figure, and sighed, before slipping off the bed and carefully stepping over him, so I could nestle in his arms. I wrapped his arm over my waist, and snuggled closer to his chest.

I closed my eyes, and all of the sudden felt his chest shaking, and his throaty chuckle in my ear. I froze, mortified.

"Did you think I was asleep?" he teased, looking down at me.

"N-n-no, I just uh… fell." He laughed at that, and I blushed.

"Interesting that you should fall exactly into my arms."

Crap. I had to think fast. "Well… you know what they say… God works in mysterious ways." He laughed louder, and I had to shush him so he wouldn't wake his father.

"Couldn't resist, huh?" he teased. I rolled my eyes at that. I struggled to get up, but he made no move to release me from his arms.

"Um… Jake… if you want me to get up, you should let me go." I said, struggling.

"Who said I wanted you to get up?" He said, a wicked grin on his face. I blushed, but stopped struggling.

"Now," he said seriously, "you should really get some rest." Well that was fine with me. I laid my head against his chest and fell asleep in his arms.

Jacob's POV

"I'll be right back." I said, holding up a finger, indicating that she should wait. I left the room, and ran to the next room, dragging the black mattress Quil or Embry always used when they spent the night. I stretched it out on the floor, and grabbed a mattress off of my bed.

"Thanks, Jake." She said, and began to lower herslef onto the mattress onto the floor. I caught her by the waist, outraged.

"You are not sleeping on the floor, Raegan. That's for me, you can take my bed." She opened her mouth to protest, but I spoke before she could. "I am not making you sleep on the floor. End of discussion." She rolled her eyes and stretched out onto my bed, her eyes on me while I did the same. I positioned my body so that I was facing her, when a thought occurred to me. How was I going to explain this all to Sam?

"A penny for your thoughts," I heard her say, flicking a penny at me. I caught it, and grinned at her.

"That only counts when it your penny." I said, chuckling.

"You know what they say," she began, faux seriousness on her face. "Finders, keepers-"

"Losers, weepers." I finished. I thought about lying, but just decided to go with the truth. "I was just thinking about how I was going to explain all of this to Sam. I don't think he'd like this so much if he was here right now."

"To bad for him, he can throw himself a pity party for all I care," she snapped, he tone becoming cold.. "It's none of his business how I spend my nights." I laughed at the irritated tone she used, then became serious, thinking over her last words.

"How do you spend your nights? By yourself, I hope." I said, my eyebrows furrowing.

"Well, there was the mailman the other day… and the garbageman before that…" I rolled my eyes and she laughed. Her laughter was like the sound of bells, the echo bouncing off the walls. I stared at her face, committing it to memory. She stopped laughing, and stared back. I don't know how long we stayed like that.

"You should get some rest." I said finally, breaking away from her gaze.

"Right," I heard her mutter, and I rolled over to face the wall opposite her. The last thing I heard was a small sigh.

After about half an hour, I made my breathing slow, becoming deep and even. I listened intently, trying to hear if she was awake. I heard her slip off of her bed, and step over me. I tried to keep my sleeping façade, and I was surprised when I heard her sigh and lie next to me, pressing warm body to mine. Wait… warm? Maybe it was still the fever. Usually people felt room temperature to me, not warm. I felt her grab my arm and settle it over her waist, as she snuggled closer to my chest.

I watched her close her eyes, then chuckled in her ear. She froze and her eyes snapped open.

"Did you think I was asleep?" I teased, looking down at her.

"N-n-no, I just uh… fell." I laughed, and she blushed.

"Interesting that you should fall exactly into my arms."

I heard her hesitate. "Well… you know what they say… God works in mysterious ways." I couldn't hold my laughter in at his. My booming laughter filled the room, and she shushed me.

"Couldn't resist, huh?" I teased. She rolled her eyes and started to get up. I held her in my arms, making no move to release her.

"Um… Jake… if you want me to get up, you should let me go." She said, clearly struggling.

"Who said I wanted you to get up?" I said, a wicked grin alighting my face. She blushed again.

"Now," I said, "you should really get some rest." She laid her head against me, and I watched her fall asleep in my arms. And I followed soon after her, her steady breathing lulling me to sleep.