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Chapter 14

It's been over a week since I had seen Nessie. We've talked on the phone and everything almost everyday, but it's still not the same. I want to be able to see her. And it's all thanks to him.

We had been hunting this vampire for days, he was always just there but never within reach. He left traces of his smell in places like the playground, the school; places where children and babies were likely to be seen in. It was a threat, just letting us knoe that he's there...and waiting. I had spent all of last night with Embry, hunting for the bloodsucker, but still no cigar. I hate leeches.

But here I was, dreaming, but only because Seth had pleaded to take my midnight shift for me. At first I said no, but then Leah and Seth tagged teamed me, saying that if there was anyone that needed some shut-eye, it was me. And for the first time in forever, I was peacefully dreaming, and for the first time since I imprinted, I didn't dream of Nessie. I dreamt of her.

It was the magical night Leah and I had spent on the beach, together. It was the only night that I had ever come close to forgeting I had imprinted. If I hadn't imprinted, Leah and I would of been perfect for each other. Like puzzle pieces. We both had been broken before, we both had lost a parent, we were both werewolves we were faithful, we both had sort of the same sence of humor, and sometimes we held a vendetta. Leah and I were like a matching set. So alike, it was almost scary.

But clearly, fate had other intentions. Fate knew that I belonged with Renesmee, not Leah. But not tonight. Just for one night, I would give into my feelings and be hers. One night. Just one little night.

The moonlight made Leah look beautiful, like a moon goddess. When we kissed in my dream, I didn't stop her and remind her of my imprinting. After a few seconds of indifference, I kissed her back with as much passion that I could muster. And that was a lot.

I had come to the shocking conclusion: I liked kissing Leah Clearwater, the so-called "Harpy of La Push". I enjoyed the strong heat between our two bodies, enough to pop a bag off popcorn. I was elated to taste the strong cinamon of her mouth. I got a rush off of her touch. But I shouldn't have. Jacob Black make up your damn mind!

Now I knew I had gone too far. But there was no going back, just moving foward. So I didn't stop. I just moved foward.

Ring!

The sharp ring of the phone woke me up. I looked at the clock, three ten. Who the hell calls at three in the damn morning? This had better be important. Or Renesmee. Either way, it best not be a prank call from Colin or Brady.

"Hello?" I said in a dead voice.

"We got him, Jacob!" It was Seth, overly eager at three in the morning. Only Seth could manage that.

"Great," I said, sounding like a zombie.

"Oh....yeah you must of been sleeping. Sorry."

"It's okay," I lied.

"Well, I don't want to disturb your sleep, so bye!"

"Bye."

I thought I heard Leah mutter something on the other end before the line went dead. Leah.

Crap.

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