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The scarred 'Soldier' met the La Push 'Bitch' the same place they had slept together for the first time. Like the first time, Jasper sat waiting for her on the hood of his Mustang Roushe. He patted his baby reassuringly. "Don't worry, I won't let her crash you."

Loosing that bet with Leah had broken his heart for a few reasons. He never let anyone drive his Roushe and for good reason. His car was almost as important to him as his family and crew. Maybe more so than certian members of his crew. Like he had told Seth Clearwater, he only had the best and the Roushe happened to be the best when it came to cars in his opinion.

When Leah finally arrived, she parked her Camaro in an empty space infront of an abandoned convenient store. She made sure to removed the keys from the ignition and lock all the doors securely. As she did all of this, Jasper took the time to study her keyring. It's something he did with everyone he met and while it happened to be a strange thing to do, he thought someone's keyring could tell you alot about their personalities.

Leah Clearwater's keyring was simple and uncomplicated. At first it appeared to be almost boring unless you took the time to really study it and pay close attention to the detail. The main ring was black with some sort of dark red design overlapping the black. Jasper narrowed his eyes in order to get a better look and finally noticed the red made a criss cross pattern over the black. It was the exact replica of some Native American designs he had seen on necklaces and bracelets the women of La Push often wore.

Attached to the main ring were three smaller ones. The first was light blue with the same criss cross pattern only this time it had been done in dark blue. Hooked to this ring was a small heart shaped locket holding a picture of herself, her brother, and an older man Jasper could only assume to be her father. The metal heart seemed to be old and most likely an antique of some kind. The way Leah ran her thumb over the picture inside the heart as if by pure instinct, told anyone watching what it ment to the female mechanic.

The second ring was extremely interesting and unique. The color a whitish silver and it had been molded into the shape of a wolves head. It was basically the outline of a wolf head, but still you could tell what it was ment to be. Obviously this ring had been used to show her connection to the 'Wolf Pack' since he had seen the other members with similiar keyrings in a variety of colors and sizes. Connected to the wolves head was what looked like to be a handmade bead string with Leah's name in different colored letters and beads surrounding the letters on either side.

The last ring matched the main ring in shape and color only it happened to be a few sizes smaller. It had a bunch of little charms hanging from it. The scarred male would have to ask her what they all stood for. Some of them were easy enough to guess. He figured the little silver wolf to represent her crew, the motorcycle to represent Jacob Black, and the small Camaro obviously had been used to represent her street racing. He couldn't think of what the heart may stand for. At one time he would've thought the heart to be a reminder of her relationship with Sam Uley, but he didn't think that way now.

When Leah got closer to him, Jasper tossed the keys in her direction and she caught them easily enough. Soon the both of them were seated in his Roushe and Jasper shifted in the passenger seat nervously. Not being in the drivers seat made him uncomfortable. It took a certian amount of trust to let someone drive your car. A trust that the female mechanic and scarred racer had yet to develope. Hell, even Rosalie hadn't been given the privelage of driving the Mustang yet and she was his twin.

Things remained quiet as she drove to some unknown destination. Neither bothered messing with radio since they know they wouldn't agree on a station. After the 100 Monkey's debate it had become blatantly obvious the two had completely different tastes in music. Besides, Jasper had taken all his CD's and placed them in the trunk. He did not want her going through his stuff since he is a very private person.

After ten minutes of silence the southern racer decided to start up conversation. "Where are you taking me princess? I agreed to let you drive my car, but that does not include kidnapping me and taking me to god knows where."

The La Push female snorted and removed one hand from the wheel to punch him in the shoulder. A small half smile playing on her lips. "Shut up and let me drive."

"Did you just quote a Rihanna song?" He asked with a quirked eyebrow while at the same time placing his hand on her jean clad thigh.

"You listen to Rihanna?" Leah questioned and put the hand which had punched his shoulder over his that rested on her thigh. She guided it upwards to the very top of her thigh.

The scarred male shook his head as he moved their entwined fingers between her legs. He began to put a small amount of pressure as he rubbed his fingers over the denim of her jeans. "Are you telling me you don't listen to her?"

The Native American female rolled her hips and scooted forward in the seat. She tried to get more friction from the movements of his fingers. "And you're the same man who was dissing my taste in music for liking the 100 Monkey's?"

"You only like them because you think the leader singer is hot. I talked to Alice and Rosalie who are both also fans. I've noticed most 100 Monkey's fans to be women. I wonder why that is darlin?" Jasper smirked at her slight moan when added more pressure against her center. He reached over with his other hand to snap the button of her jeans open.

"Because chicks are awesome and men have no taste?" She replied and pressed her foot done on the accelerator as far as it would go.

Her head jerked back as they sped up and she weaved in and out of the small amount of traffic on the road. When someone would honk a horn to show how angry they were at her awesome Grand Theft Auto worthy driving skills, she would simply stick her hand out the open window and flip them off.

Jasper hadn't bothered with replying to her comment about men having no taste in music. While he was sure that he could've come up with an amazing and mind blowing reply, he was occupied with the tast of sliding his hand into her jean. The tips of his fingers touched the small tuft of hair above her opening. He could feel the muscles in her stomach tighten from the anticipation of what he would do next.

When Jasper ran his index finger over her clit, Leah accidently jerked the wheel to the side and caused the car to swing sideways before she quickly fixed the positioning of the wheel. When he repeated the action she was glad to say her control was more firmly in place and the car stayed on it's steady path.

"Careful princess." The southerner warned as he leaned over in his seat to grab the lobe of her ear with his teeth. "If you crash my car I may be forced to kill you and hide the body."

"You know how creepy this is?" The girl racer complained as she again tried to shift her bottom half closer to his hand.

Jasper paused from his task of leaving a hicky on the corner of her jaw. He raised his eyebrow in question. "How creepy what is darlin?"

The La Push beauty shrugged her shoulders while never taking her eyes off the road. Even when he slipped one finger inside of her, she never lost her cool exterior even though her body was practically screaming. "You're talking about killing me if I wreck your precious car and I should probably be running for the hills because of your serial killer comments, but here I am practically fucking your fingers. The only thought on my mind being I wished you'd finger me harder."

"Your wish is my command princess." He replied with a smirk and slipped another finger into her wet folds. "If you pull over I could fuck with something alot better than my fingers."

Leah bit her bottom lip to stiffle a gasp. She felt blood as her teeth sank into the skin of her lip. "As appealing as that sounds, if we did that then we wouldn't get to our destination anytime soon."

"Come on darlin." Jasper purred while running his lips along the outline of her jaw. "Is it really going to be a sin if we are a little later getting to wherever it is we are going? I promise to make it a quicky."

"If it's going to be as quick as you make it sound, I'm not sure I want to do this." The 'Wolf Pack' member laughed once as she teased him. Despite her comment, Leah found herself pulling over onto the side of the road. Thank god they were on a deserted back road. "Come on scar face and show me what you've got."

TBC...

AN: So in the end I decided to break this chapter in half. Alot of people have wanted another sex scene with Leah/Jasper and so I am going to give it to you all. In the next chapter you will have a sex scene with them and then you get to see where she is taking him. Can you all guess where it is? I hid the location in the preview since I want to hear your guesses! There will also be the first ever argument between them. I do hope you liked this chapter!

Please R&R like always!

Here is a preview of what will happen in the next chapter:

"You took me to (Will be revealed later)? Really?"

"You kind of put me on the spot when you asked for a destination. I had planned on going around the block a few times. When you said that I felt like I needed to bring you some place."

"So you chose (Will be revealed later) of all places?"

"It's the first thing that came to mind!"

AND

"I can't believe you told the little midget on crack about us! What the fuck were you thinking? Were you even thinking at all?"

"What's the big deal darlin? It ain't like she will tell anybody."

"How can you be so sure? Did you forget her boyfriend hates me? She could tell him about us!"

"Are we an us?"

"Are you saying we aren't?"

"You're the one who made it clear this was just sex. Are you suddenly changing your mind? If the rules of the game are changing I think I deserve to know Leah."