Chapter 13:
I spin around and look at Blake; he is leaning against a tree so casually as if he isn't putting both of us in danger by being here. The sun that barely shoots through the trees catches his skin in spots and it sets fire to a thousand of diamonds on his porcelain skin. His eyes remain red as they stare back at me powerfully. His auburn hair is a perfect mess, as if he ran his fingers through it systematically. His hair made him look dangerous and safe all at the same time. I take note of the silver, circle, modest pendant on a leather cord around his neck. I wonder for a second what the meaning of it was, vampires usually chose their image carefully. Take the Cullens for example. Alice dresses herself like her peppy personality. Edward takes a dark, romantic simple approach unlike Emmett who wears skin tight shirts to show off his unbelievable muscles. With eternity, you could be whoever you wanted whenever you wanted. I guess I should have thought about that earlier, with my new "gift" my aging will slow down and I will have a longer life than most humans, making my life span closer to eternity.
I pull myself from my thoughts and focus on him and the task at hand now."You shouldn't be here." I warn him.
"I've never been the cautious type." He smiles and in seconds he's in front of me. His closeness makes my heart race. It confuses me. I love Jake, why do I have this reaction to him? He excites me. He draws me in, he's the reason I wanted so badly to patrol and the reason why I decided to be in human form at the moment. It would take a while for the pack to settle with the Cullens which gave me time to be on my own with my own thoughts and I didn't tell Quil why Embry would be late so when he notices my thoughts aren't with him, he'll probably assume I'm with him, helping him with something.
Blake struts over to me powerfully as if he didn't have a care in the world, as if I would never resist him. I see something flash in his eyes when they focus close to my face but not directly at my face. Before I can tell what it is that bothers him or what the look actually held, it's gone as fast as it came.
"Did you miss me?" He asks smiling.
"I hardly know you. What is there to miss Blake?" I ask him.
He is close to me now. He grips my upper arm and pulls me against him. Something tells me to run, to get out of his arms and take off. Something tells me to tell Jake and the rest of the pack everything. Then those thoughts fade away as I look into his mesmerizing eyes. I can't look away from him, not for a second. His eyes burn into mine as if he was searching for something as if he needed something from me.
"You don't feel this connection?" He whispers to me seductively. One of his hands trail up and down my arm, it runs up and over my shoulder pulling my hair off of my neck. I can't look away from his burning red eyes as his hands touch me gently as if I were fragile, as if he could break me if he pressed harder.
The same thing from before flashes on his eyes when he looks to my neck but he quickly hides it. "Laney?" He asks.
"Hm?" I say speechless from his touch and gaze.
"I asked you a question." He says calmly. His hand goes down my shoulder and brushes over my chest, my breath catches and I'm shocked by the thrill I get from his simple actions. "Don't you feel this connection?" He whispers close to me.
"I do." I whisper back. "It scares me."
He pulls me against his chest, his arms wrap around me. His cool chest conflicts with my burning flesh. "Darling, you never have to be scared of me." He whispers as his hands run through my hair.
I look up to him, his hands are still in my hair the way he looks at me worries me and excites me. "Why are you here Blake?"
"I needed to see you." He says. "You said you'd be my friend. I need your help."
"What do you need my help for?" I ask him.
"Maybe we should sit down, it's kind of a long story." Blake says.
"If we don't hurry, the pack will get worried and come find me. That wouldn't be good for either one of us." I say. He sighs.
"When are you free?" He asks.
"Tomorrow." I say softly. "We can't meet here or in Forks though, it's too risky." I say.
"Port Angeles then." He offers. "Eight sharp." He said. I nod in agreement. He grips my upper arms again tightly.
"You have to go…" I whisper. He leads me backwards until my back is pressed against the tree. One hand goes up to my hair and pushes it off of my neck. The look in his eyes has returned but he doesn't hide it again. I begin to worry; his hold is starting to hurt. He looks to a spot on my neck; his fingers run over it as if to see that it's real. I wince a little when it touches it. Jake left me with a nice mark on my neck from his teasing this morning and it's beginning to form on my neck. He presses the mark as if he were testing its genuineness. I squirm a little from the pressure and slight discomfort I feel from it. He leans down and takes my lips in his and when our lips touch, I'm not thinking of Jake or anyone else, I'm thinking of his perfect lips and the ability they have to thrill me. His tongue enters my mouth and proceeds to begin claiming it. His body presses against mine completely; his hold on my upper arm grows tighter. I moan a little as he gently massages my tongue with his. I feel him smile a little at the sound. After a while his tongue glides out of my mouth and he bites down on my bottom lip causing me to moan again. He pulls away; his eyes are full of desire and lust. I'm breathless as I look into his red eyes.
"You are mine." He says possessively and I shake a little at the tone of his voice. He's never used a tone except for gentle with me. "I don't care if this pup is interested in me, you are mine. Be at Port Angeles at eight sharp or I'll come and find you." He warns and then in a second he is gone.
A/N: I really hate to request reviews because I want you to review if you want to but I didn't get hardly any feedback on the past two chapters which makes it difficult for me to be inspired to continue on with this story. It would be greatly appreciated if you would let me know what you think. I do really appreciate all of the alerts and favorites for this story. -Thanks, Courtney.