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And yeah, I'll do chapter 22 in Jill's POV too! I liked it too much. I'm giving you more Jeddie BUT this is important for the storyline too :)

Yeah, unfortunately Richelle Mead owns these wonderful characters.

Let's go in Adrian's head, finally! :D

As it turned out, it already became hell for Sydney.

I heard some weird sounds in front of the apartment and when I opened the front door to see what was going on, I found that this morning for me suddenly became... Heaven.

Sydney, only in my shirt, was under the hood of her car, and my shirt had lifted from her knees because she was bending forward, and I knew that I probably wouldn't see that much of her legs any time soon. So I stood there for a few seconds, while she growled, all mushed up in oil, her hands totaly dirty.

"Is there a way to help this beautiful half-naked blonde?" I finally said, trying to bury the alpha-side of me that wanted to drag her back into the house. Be reasonable, Adrian. And a gentleman. "I mean, I don't mind, but we should move this to the bedroom. I'm not exactly comfortable with the fact that every man in the neighborhood can see you like that." I raised an eyebrow as Sydney turned around. And yeah, her front was even dirtier than her back. And hotter. Her hair was sticky on her cheeks, her face flushed, oil all over her face, arms and even visible on my black shirt.

"I'm not half-naked," she said and then looked down, seeing that the shirt was almost on her waist. She quickly pulled it down while I was screaming, "No!" in my mind, and she blushed.

"I am invisible to everyone except to you," she said shyly as she turned back to her car.

"Then you can take it off completely," I said and smirked.

"Adrian!" Sydney said as she slammed the hood back down.

I chuckled and raised my hands, saying, "You can't blame the man for trying."

She rolled her eyes. "So, I am that lucky. My dear Latte broke. He was never the same ever since Alicia put a spell on him." she said, gently touching the car's hood, watching it like a piece of meat.

"I didn't know he was a guy," I said, grinning. "So you love him more than the Mustang?"

"The Ivashkinator and I have a special relationship," Sydney said and giggled.

I slowly came closer as I said through a laugh, "A special relationship? Is that so?"

"Yes," she said fiercely, grinning. "You know, he's my boyfriend's car."

I was her boyfriend now? Her boyfriend? So it was official now?

I grinned like a crazy man, put my hands on her waist, only my own shirt between my hands and her skin, and I started pulling her towards me.

I whispered near her ear, "So you'd leave him if he didn't have the car?"

Sydney trembled in my hands, and giggled. "Definitely."

And she kissed my neck. "Since you are invisible," I growled in her ear and picked her up like she was a feather.

She obviously wasn't going to leave this apartment any time soon.

"Okay. Zoe is going to kill me anyway. Here comes the plan - we call the towing service, you pick me up in your car, I say that I was with Ms. Terwilliger. Jill brings me clothes before Zoe sees me." Sydney said, lying next to me in my bed, looking me in the eyes with that scientific look of hers.

"I love it when you start being all bossy," I whispered as I touched her cheek with my nose.

"And I am going to take a shower now since, if you didn't notice by now, I'm all dirty and covered in oil." She got up and I had one last look at her dirty body before I threw my head into the pillows. "You are torturing me. Go."

Sydney laughed.

And after an hour of straightening and combing her hair, Sydney and I were ready. The towing service had already taken her car to a service.

We left Hopper and Lily, who were still asleep, breakfast in the kitchen. Sydney kissed their heads and we left.

"Don't be so nervous, Sage," I said as I watched her. She was now wearing my blue button-up shirt and she was tapping with her fingers on the console.

"How will I ever be able to look Jill in the eyes? Look what I'm wearing!" she said and put her head in her hands.

"Do I need to remind you that Jill is my bondmate and that she knows what happened? And that she's like my sister, so that her job is to understand things like this?"

Sydney sighed and looked me in the eyes, making me flinch. "I am frustrated. But you are worth it. Now drive, or I will," she said and smiled.

I turned the radio on. Jesus is our saviour on the first frequency. No, thank you. Justin Bieber on the second. No, thank you. Some country song on the third. No, thank you. Is there some rock song somewhere? I'd love to hear Eye of the tiger...

But Sydney started screaming. "Go back, go back! I love that song!"

I made a face. She listened to country?

But I also knew the song. I didn't like Taylor Swift, but this song was popular. And it was just beginning.

Sydney immediately started to sing and I raised an eyebrow, grinning. "You were in college, working part-time, waiting tables," she sang. If this was about me, only the first lyric was okay. These hands didn't do manual labor.

But I was silent, actually hearing this song for the first time. And I was still driving, but my mind was on auto-pilot.

"Left a small town, never looked back," Sydney continued. "I was a flight risk, with a fear of falling, wondering why we bother with love," and she looked me in the eyes, "If it never lasts."

"That's for damn sure," I muttered but she was already on the next line.

"I say, 'Can you believe it?', as we're lying on the couch." and she smiled, "The moment - I could see it... Yes, yes. I can see it now." Sydney sang. She didn't have the best voice on the planet, but in that moment her voice was the most beautiful thing in the universe.

But she continued, oblivious to my thoughts. "Do you remember, we were sitting there, by the water; you put your arm around me for the first time."

"You mean when I took you to that pool long ago?" I said, grinning.

She smiled and nodded. "You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter, you are the best thing that's ever been mine."

"Now I understand why you love the song." I chuckled and shook my head, but Sydney shushed me and hit me in the arm.

"Flash forward and we're taking on the world together, and there's a drawer of my things at your place," she sang.

"There is?" I said as I raised an eyebrow and looked at her.

She raised her eyebrows and giggled. "You learn my secrets and you figured out why I'm guarded. You say we'll never make my parents' mistakes."

"Okay, that makes sense." I said in defeat. How could have I never heard the lyrics before?

"But we've got bills to pay, we got nothing figured out," Sydney continued, "When it was hard to take... Yes, yes, this is what I thought about."

And she sang the chorus again. This song painfully reminded me of us. And what came next... Even more.

"Do you remember all the city lights on the water? You saw me start to believe for the first time," Sydney continued.

"Actually, I don't," I said and she rolled her eyes.

"You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter, you are the best thing that's ever been mine." God, I loved that line. I made her a rebel? And she knows I am hers?

"And I remember that fight, 2:30 AM, you said everything was slipping right out of our hands. I ran out crying and you followed me out into the street," Sydney sang in a lower voice, looking at me.

"Braced myself for the goodbye," she almost talked and I suddenly realised she was thinking about Mexico, "'Cause that's all I've ever known. Then you took me by surprise - you said 'I'll never leave you alone'," she sang, her voice becoming lower, her gaze piercing through my soul.

Thankfully, the traffic light was red, so I stopped the car and pulled her closer. I would have stopped this car even if we were in the middle of a New York street. Or a highway. The only thing I cared about were the next lyrics.

"You said," she started in a near-whisper but I put my finger on her lips. I put my other hand on her lower back and continued.

"I remember how we felt sitting by the water," I sang an octave lower. "And every time I look at you, it's like the first time." Sydney put her hands on my chest and pulled my shirt to her. My lips were now a breath away from hers, but I wanted to finish. I had to.

"I fell in love with a careless man's careful daughter," I sang in a low voice. "And she is not a thing," I said, "But she is mine," I whispered and kissed her hungrily, with an intensity I've never, ever kissed anyone. I didn't even know I possessed that strenght.

That hand on Sydney's lower back pulled her over the stick and everything and in a second she was on my lap. She put her hands in my hair, making me growl while still kissed her. I put my hands under the shirt and touched her bare spine, making her shiver.

It was like a scene from a movie, really. The traffic light turned green and we were blocking other cars that were already starting with making noises. And like two crazy persons, Sydney and I were kissing in my car. Taylor Swift was just finishing the song, so I kissed Sydney even harder, knowing the moment would end soon.

And it did - we pulled away to breathe just when the song finished. We were both grinning.

"Taylor," I whispered as I kissed her neck.

"Jet," she whispered back, but it came out as a moan.

Yeah, that was good. I suddenly loved Taylor Swift and country music. And if it was possible, I loved this car more. And everything. Hell could wait for a couple more minutes.