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Chapter 28 – Make Me Feel

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." Rose said in a low voice next to me. Carlisle and Edward came rushing down the corridor behind us. Edward no doubt had already picked up on mine and Rosalie's thoughts.

"He's gone?" Carlisle asked in surprise.

"How could we be so stupid?!" I roared, slamming a closed fist on the wall beside the doorjamb. Edward maneuvered past us to step into the room. Standing over the bed, he picked up a sheet and looked back at us.

"I don't believe this…"

"Don't believe what?" A voice sounded from behind us. We turned to see Alberto standing there with an amused look on his face.

"Alberto, where did you go?" Carlisle asked. We were all stunned.

"I was trying to find a bathroom."

"But there's a bathroom just off this room." Edward said, motioning to a small door on the opposite side of the room.

"Oh. How silly of me. I didn't even notice." Alberto replied merrily. Carlisle seemed to be relieved, but I wasn't fooled. Something just didn't click.

"Come. Lay back down Berto, you need rest. I'll have Esme bring you some blood." Carlisle led him back into the room and into bed. Edward backed away, inching his way out of the room. When he got to me and Rose, he ushered us away. We could hear Carlisle and Alberto talking as we walked towards the stairs.

As we climbed the first step, Edward draped his arms across our shoulders. "Did you believe a word he said?"

"Not a chance." Rose answered. I nodded in agreement.

"Me either. His thoughts were so… strange, like he was trying to scramble them on purpose."

"I smell a rat." Rose said.

"We can't let Carlisle know about our suspicions. He'll just overreact and go blab it to Alberto." I warned them as we approached the top of the stairs.

Rose nodded. "Got it. Ready, break." We separated at the door, walking back in to the living room.

"What happened?" Bella asked when Edward sat down beside her. Rose and I plopped back into our seats as Edward answered her.

"False alarm- The girls thought Alberto had left." He told her with a kiss.

"Ok?" Bella seemed confused.

"Don't worry about it love." Edward reassured her. She shot him a look, to which he raised his brows pointedly. She rolled her eyes and looked away. Shane wrapped his arms around me as I leaned back into him. He kissed my temple and I smiled to myself. Did he realize how adorable he was?

"So anyway…" Tori said enthusiastically, breaking the awkward silence that had come over the room, "Edward, why don't you play us something? Shane and I have heard so much about your music, but have yet to actually hear you play."

"Oh, really? Well, alright then." He got up and went to the piano. When he sat down, he turned back to us. "Any requests?"

"How about the piece you wrote for Nessie?" Esme suggested.

"Excellent idea." As he turned back, his fingers grazed the keys. He splayed them across the ivory, caressing them like a lover would seduce his maiden.

When he struck the first key, the note cried out, echoing through the room. Edward continued to play, the song just as devastatingly beautiful as the rest of his compositions. As the piece progressed, I closed my eyes to allow it to consume me. I could hear everything perfectly. The hammers coming down on the individual strings, the heartbeats of my pack, the gentle humming from Esme- every noise was amplified brilliantly.

The song ended on a high quivering note. I opened my eyes to join in the applause throughout the room. Edward did a half-bow without standing and grinned as Renesmee bounded over to the bench. She sat next to him with a hug, and he kissed her cheek. Ness giggled, and we all laughed.

"Edward, that was beautiful." Tori told him.

"Thank you. It was all for my Nessie Monster!" He exclaimed as he tickled her. She squealed with laughter, and he scooped her up. Carrying her back to Bella, Edward laughed. It was remarkable how much Nessie had changed Edward's demeanor.

"Shane, we hear you're quite musical as well. Would you play for us?" Alice asked him. I turned back to look at Shane and he looked panicked.

"I can't follow that."

"Nonsense. Play us something, please?" Esme asked sweetly. Shane sighed.

"I don't have my guitar." He fumbled for an excuse.

"Jasper has an acoustic upstairs. Will that work?" Alice offered. Shane nodded.

"Sure. Anything but the piano." He chuckled nervously. Alice shot up to run upstairs. She returned a few moments later holding a vintage acoustic. Shane grabbed it and I scooted out of his lap to sit beside him. He cradled the guitar, running his fingertips up the smooth strings. He fiddled with the knobs, tuning the guitar with a few strums before he exhaled heavily.

"Ok, this is a song I wrote recently. And, since we're sitting in front of the fire, I think it would be a good one to play. I hope you like this. It's my baby." He started nervously. With a glance at me, he cleared his throat and began to play after counting down.

"One, two, three, four." The guitar sounded, a stream of soft notes playing. After a few octets, he began to sing.

"Head to toe, we match you know

Together watching the falling snow

Staying warm beside the fire

Looking out the window

I'm loving everything you say and do

I tell you and you say you feel it too

Gonna say that you're the one

And that my search is done

Cause you

You make me feel

That everything is going right

That I can go to sleep tonight

And I'll wake to find you here

You make me feel

That everything is going right

That I can go to sleep tonight

And I'll wake up to your voice

Down blankets and pillows

You love the heat, the warmth, the sun

And I completely agree with that one

Dry heat, a nice breeze

And a hammock hung between two trees

From the dimples to the smile

From your heart all the way to mine

We fit, we match, we go

I think you oughtta know

I think you oughtta know

Yeah

You make me feel

That everything is going right

That I can go to sleep tonight

And I'll wake to find you here

You make me feel

That everything is going right

That I can go to sleep tonight

And I'll wake up to your voice

Down blankets and pillows

You and I, we both know

We match in ways that they'll never know

You make me feel

You make me feel

That everything is going right

That I can go to sleep tonight

Oh

And I'll wake to find you here

You make me feel

That everything is going right

That I can go to sleep tonight

And I'll wake up to your voice

Down blankets and pillows…"

The pure emotion written across his face as he sang was beautiful. He kept his head down, singing with his eyes closed and brows furrowed in concentration. It was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen.

"Shane, that was amazing!" Rose told him when the last note ended. Emmett nodded in agreement beside her.

"Yeah, man. That was great." Quil added.

"Far superior than my music." Edward stated much to our surprise.

"What? No. No way." Shane shook his head in denial.

"Shane, I can't write lyrics. I can't sing. You have true talent."

Shane looked shocked. "Th-thanks man." He stammered. I leaned over to kiss his cheek.

"That was beautiful, baby." I whispered, throwing my arms around him. One hand slipped around my waist as his stunned look was replaced by a cocky grin.

"Thanks. I wrote it for you."

I jerked back slightly. "Me?" I repeated stupidly.

"Well, of course. Where else would I find inspiration?" he chuckled.

"Oh." Stupid! You dumb, oblivious idiot! Of course it's about you! "Hmm."

"Is that all you can say?" He asked searchingly.

"Thank you." I kissed his lips softly. "Alright, we should probably get going. It's late." I told my pack as I stood up.

"Aww, do you really have to go?" Alice asked, clearly bummed out, watching as we all rose to our feet.

"Sorry, Ali. I'll see you all soon though." I hugged her and glanced at Rose over her shoulder. I shot her a meaningful look, and she nodded. Alice let me go, and I walked over to Carlisle and Esme. "Thank you for everything."

"No, thank you, Leah, for what you did this morning. That required great strength and control." Carlisle told me with a half-hug.

"Thanks, Carlisle." I was pulled into a firm hug by Esme. "Thanks for lunch, Esme."

"Anytime sweetheart." She let me go with a smile and her thumb brushed up the apple of my cheek in a motherly gesture. I headed to where my pack stood, waving to the Cullens as we stepped out onto the porch.

"Really, Leah? We couldn't wait 'til it stopped pouring?"Quil asked as we looked out at the sheets of rain.

"We live in northwest Washington. When the fuck does it ever stop raining?" Embry snapped in my defense before I had a chance to speak. "Now shut that shit up and don't question your Alpha again." He barked and stepped into the rain towards the forest edge. I followed behind him.

"Thanks Em." I smiled at him before ducking behind a tree to strip. Moments later, I was phased and looking down at my discarded clothing. Should I leave it? It's Rose's, not mine. Eh. What the hell. I took it.

I felt my pack phase one by one, and I was instantly thrown in their thoughts. With a snarl, I shut them up and started to run back to the house. They followed me wordlessly, and I showed them my conversation with Rosalie that led to the Alberto suspicions. When I had finished, I was only a few miles from the house. I phased back to escape the annoying buzz of the pack's thoughts.

As I threw on my shorts, I heard a wolf pad up behind me. Pulling on the tank, I turned to see Shane sitting there happily watching me. He cocked his head to the side and made a slight whimpering noise. Laughing, I rolled my eyes and walked over to nuzzle his snout with my hands. I gave him a good scratch on the sides of his muzzle. His large emerald eyes sparkled at me and he licked my cheek.

Unamused, I glared at him. "Why did you do that?" He let out the wolf equivalent of a laugh and his body shook with it. I heard rustling coming through the forest. Tori came into view first, followed by Seth, hot on her trail. Embry and Quil appeared a few feet away moments later.

"You guys go on to the house. Seth, you're in charge of ordering us all some dinner. I'm game for anything." Seth barked happily and took off in the direction of the house. Embry and Quil growled playfully and chased after Seth. Tori waited until the boys were out of sight to wink at me and take off in a full sprint with a small yip.

I chuckled, shaking my head as I heard the entertaining growls and yelps.

"You know they're all fighting over what to order." Shane said from behind me. I grinned to myself.

"Yeah, I figured. What did you vote for?" I asked him, turning around to see him in human form, stark naked in the dimming light.

"I wouldn't mind some Quileute cuisine." He reached out and grabbed my wrist, pulling me flush against him.

"Oh? Is that so?" I asked him in a low voice. I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Maybe you can have some for dessert."

He just grinned and leaned down to kiss me softly. "Mmm, that sounds delicious." He kissed me again and I hummed in pleasure.

"Alright Romeo, let's go get some food in our stomachs." I grabbed his hand and started walking. He obliged wordlessly, and we enjoyed the soft sounds of the forest as we made our way back to the house.

"Thank you for the song. No one's ever written me a song before." I told him quietly. He brought our joined hands to his lips and laid a soft kiss on my knuckles.

"Anything for you, Leah." Another ten minutes went by wordlessly.

"Favorite color?" Shane asked suddenly, catching me off guard.

"Oh. Umm, blue maybe? Maroon? Actually lately I've been really drawn to the color green." I glanced over at his twinkling eyes.

"Nice." He beamed.

"What about you?" I asked him in return. "What's your favorite color?"

"Red. A nice deep red."

"Like the Mustang?" I giggled.

"Exactly. Just like the 'Stang. I had it painted that deep cherry color. When I got it, the color was this ugly faded eggshell." He laughed. "Who wants an eggshell Mustang?"

"Oh, ew." I scrunched up my nose for emphasis.

"Yeah. What about your car?" He shot me a sideways glance.

"Black Beauty?"

"Is that her name?"

"His. I'm a girl, so my car's a boy. A chick's gotta keep it straight." I nudged Shane, who chuckled beside me. "What?"

"Nah, I'm just recalling images of you and Rose kissing at the Halloween party."

"Smartass."

He wiggled his brows at me and I rolled my eyes with a smile. "So did Black Beauty come that color?"

"No, he came in this bitchin' blue color, and I had a wolf head airbrushed on the hood. For my 21st birthday in March, Jake painted it black for me. I had originally wanted it black, but I liked the blue too. We had plans to re-airbrush the wolf head and even continue the wolf theme down the sides, but we never got around to it." I kicked a pinecone in my path.

"So what was his name before it was Black Beauty?" Shane inquired.

"It used to be Fe Rah, a play on the Latin feras which means 'savage beast'. The engine was even more powerful than I had anticipated, like a caged beast. Naturally, the wolf in me loved it. It was instant infatuation." I smiled faintly at the memory.

"So why did you change the name?"

"Well, I told you that Jake repainted it. Black Beauty is another play on words. Yes, Black Beauty was a wild stallion, but Jake, thinking he was clever, dubbed it Black's Beauty."

Realization clicked as Shane's mouth formed a silent 'oh.'

"If you open the engine bay, it's painted on the underside of the hood. It's also embroidered on the trunk floor and the steering wheel." I kicked another pinecone, watching as it bounced off a tree trunk.

"Interesting. He took quite a bit of pride in a car that wasn't even his." Shane's fingertips rubbed my knuckles. I shrugged.

"Jacob Black's just an asshole like that. His ego is as big as the state of Washington, but he's oblivious to that fact. I'm glad he's gone." I stated rather nonchalantly. Shane didn't respond.

We walked in an awkward silence for a minute or two.

"Favorite book?"

"'Blood and Chocolate'. Only book I ever remember enjoying." I told him, catching his smirk.

"Really, Leah? Could you be any more ironic? A book about a werewolf girl, torn between two loves." He threw his head back and laughed loudly.

"How do you know it?" I asked curiously.

"It was Tori's favorite too."

I laughed. "Nice. What about you?"

"Either 'Perks of Being a Wallflower' or Brahm Stoker's 'Dracula'."

Now it was my turn to laugh. Loud. "Dracula? Really? Now who's ironic Shane?"

He glared at me as I clutched my stomach in laughter. "Oh, shut up."

"Fine, fine. Ask me another. This is fun."

"Favorite vacation?"

"The Grand Canyon. It was absolutely beautiful when we went there a few years ago, right before Dad died. We rented an RV and camped out in the park. We watched the sunset from the cliffs. God, it's so gorgeous." I turned to him. "Have you ever been?"

"No, not yet, but I think I'm going to have to make a trip down there now."

"Oh it's amazing there. And we did the Hoover Dam on our way to Las Vegas. I loved it. That whole area's amazing. Not really wolf-friendly now that I remember it…"

He laughed. "Have you been east of Texas?"

"I haven't even been as far east as Texas." His laughter doubled. "Alright, jackass, where's your favorite vacation?" I teased, as if his was any better.

"Oh, New York City, definitely. Everything about the city is just riveting. It's so fascinating. I wish I could take you."

"Maybe someday, you can." I leaned up and kissed him. He stopped walking and pulled me tight to him. I trailed my fingertips up his forearms to rest them on his biceps. His mouth came forward to capture mine in a fiery kiss. His lips burned against mine, and I moaned at the sensation. Why does he always make me feel like this? I felt the arousal building between my legs, and I rubbed my thighs back and forth, trying to alleviate some tension.

"Babe, unless you want me to throw you up against that oak tree, stop squirming. You're rubbing against my dick." Shane said against my mouth.

"Mmm," I moaned in response, shifting one hand to trail down his torso, "but what if that's what I want?" I whispered seductively just as my hand reached the base of his shaft. He stiffened in my hand, and I gave him a firm squeeze. He broke the kiss with a gasp.

"Fuck, Le, what are you doing? We're practically to the house!" His eyes were wide as I licked my lips. With a wicked grin, I watched his eyes go even wider as I dropped to my knees in front of him. "Lea-AH!"

I took him into my mouth, sliding my tongue down the underside of his dick. Swirling my tongue, I pulled back and released him with a loud, wet 'pop'. I looked up at Shane under hooded eyes. "You were saying?"

Before I could react, Shane yanked me up and threw me against the large oak behind my house, removing my shorts all in one swift motion. He snarled at me, pinning me with a hand at my throat as he plunged into me. I gasped a mangled cry as Shane leaned in and growled in my ear. He pulled out slightly and drove back in, sending chills down my body. My arms wrapped around Shane's shoulders, my nails digging into his flesh.

"Say my name." Shane demanded in a low voice. I moaned softly, and his grip on my throat tightened. He pounded into me a little harder, increasing his pace until my head bumped into the tree trunk. "Say it, Leah. Tell me who makes you feel like this."

"You," I gasped, "only you, Shane." He pressed his whole body against me so that only his hips moved, changing the angle at which he thrust into me. His hand around my neck loosened marginally and my head rolled back. I could feel the beginnings of my orgasm approaching. "Fuck, Shane, I'm getting close."

He grunted and pushed into me forcefully, changing the pace. I wrapped my legs around him as he continued to fuck me. He bit the flesh of my neck under my ear and my orgasm shot through me. Seconds later, Shane's climax followed, and we slumped against the tree weakly.

"Mmm…" Shane mumbled as I kissed his jaw. "Thanks."

"No, thank you." I kissed his puckered lips quickly before pushing him off me. "Come on, let's go inside. I bet the food's already there."

We stood up and I pulled my shorts back on. I jogged to the back porch of my nearby house and opened the door, grabbing a pair of shorts out of the dryer before walking back over to where Shane stood in the shadows.

"Cover up, Romeo. I smelled Chinese." I chucked him the shorts and headed back to the house. Walking in, I heard laughing and the low buzz of the TV. I rounded the corner to see Seth, Tori, Embry and Quil standing around the small breakfast table. There were numerous take out boxes covering the table top. "Jade Blossom's? Oh, that smells delicious!"

Seth grinned at me. "Jade made your favorite for you. Sweet and Sour Shrimp." He held out a tin-bottomed container. I lunged for it.

"Did you tell her I love her?"

Seth laughed. "I think she already knows. Oh, hey Shane. We got you the Mongolian Beef."

Shane walked in the kitchen and kissed my cheek before grabbing the container in Quil's outstretched hand. "Thanks. So are we gonna eat in here?"

"No, we're just all grabbing our dishes and we're gonna eat in the living room. My mom rented Wall-E for us." Embry said as he put a small wax-paper bag filled with two eggrolls on Shane's container. "One for you, one for Leah. You guys want any soup? There's egg drop, wonton, and hot and sour."

"I'll take some egg drop." Tori piped. I giggled.

"Me too."

Seth grabbed a stack of bowls from the cabinet, while Quil went to the fridge. "Ok, sweet tea, coke, sprite, water, or lemonade?"

"Sweet tea." Seth and Tori chimed together, smiling as they looked over at each other.

"I just want a bottle of water." Shane said.

"Me too." I added.

"Me three." Embry said as he pulled some forks and spoons from a drawer. Throwing them in the big box the food was delivered in, he walked out of the kitchen. Shane and I followed, sitting down on the loveseat together. Embry put the box down on the coffee table. "Forks, spoons, soy sauce, chow mein noodles and napkins are in here." He told us as Seth and Tori walked in with the bowls and cups. Quil came in afterwards with four bottles of water and two cans of Arizona.

"Alright, everyone settled?" Quil asked. We all mumbled 'yes' as we opened our boxes. "Ok, I'm gonna start the movie."

The credits rolled and I took my first bite of my shrimp. Oh, this is the life.

"Babe, can you pass me a duck sauce?" Shane whispered to me. I nodded and grabbed two packets of sauce. He thanked me and passed me an eggroll.

Forty five minutes later, the food was gone and we were all rubbing our distended stomachs. Tori, who was sitting on the side of the couch closest to me, passed me a tissue as we watched Wall-E and Eve interact. Quil was curled up on the recliner and Embry sprawled out across the rug.

"This movie's so damn sad." Tori said aloud. I looked over to see Seth roll his eyes.

"Tor, it's ok, they'll be together in the end." He coddled her. She hit his chest lightly.

"I know that! Shane and I saw this back in Florida, when it was in theaters." I glanced over at Shane, who shrugged.

"Can you both shut up? I've never seen it! Damn it, you're ruining it!" Quil glared at Seth and Tori, who giggled as they cuddled closer.

"Sheesh, sor-ry." Seth bobbed his head with attitude and all of us but Quil laughed.

We finished the movie without any more disruptions. After the credits rolled, Quil excused himself to go home, saying that since he'd be moving out and into our house soon, his family wanted to spend some time with him. Embry agreed, reasoning that his mom worried about him. Once they had both gone, Tori stood up to clean up the food containers. I started to help her, but Shane stopped us both.

"No, you girls sit down and watch some TV while Seth and I clean all this up." He pushed me back down to the couch and walked out of the room with the dishes.

"But-" Tori started to protest, but Seth placed a finger to her lips.

"We got it babe." He said softly, kissing her cheek before joining Shane in the kitchen.

I glanced over at Tori, who was just as bemused as I was. "Umm, ok?" She laughed one of those 'what-just-happened' laughs and stared into the foyer.

"That's new."

"Hey, I'm not gonna complain. It's nice not to have to clean up after the whole pack for once." I shrugged.

"Yeah, I just hope this isn't a one-time thing." We both giggled and I turned the TV to the regular cable channels. I yawned suddenly, realizing for the first time just how tired I was. I had been up since eight a.m., and it was almost 10 o'clock. I turned to Tori and tossed her the remote.

"I'm gonna go lay down. I'm exhausted."

"Oh, ok. Well goodnight, Leah." I got up and gave her a quick half hug.

"Night, Tors." I walked into the kitchen where Shane and Seth were washing and drying the dishes. I knocked on the archway. "Shane, I'm gonna go lay down. Are you gonna stay here tonight?" I saw Seth's eyes narrow momentarily before he looked back down at the bowl he was drying.

"If you want me to, I will." Shane replied smoothly. I smiled softly.

"Please?"

"Alright then. I'll see you up there."

I turned and made my way up the stairs. Peeling off my tank, I walked into my closet. I shimmied out of my shorts and threw on an oversized t-shirt. I dragged myself over to the bed and crawled under the covers. Moments later, I was slipping into a fitful slumber. I was so spent that I didn't even notice the door open or the bed shift as Shane slid in beside me. In the midst of my dream, I vaguely registered the 'goodnight, sweet dreams my love' that fell from his lips as he kissed my temple.