Author's Note- Finally decided to write the fourth chapter. Lol. Well once again would love reviews and well Thanks You :)


Araya's P.O.V


I kept my hand on the door as I stared at the guy I had just left standing on the dirt road. The tornado alarm blared again, and James smiled slighty.

"I really am sorry but it seems your house was the closest. Can I take shelter here?" He asked me fidgeting a little. I stared at him for a second longer, searching for the red eyes, or fangs I had seen earlier that day. Finally I nodded and stepped out of his way.

"Sure." I mumbled, as he stepped past me. A good smell came from him as he passed. It was like something unbelievable, something I couldn't explain. I closed the door and wandered to the living room to grab Stitch. A low growl rumbled through stitch as he stared at James. James moved away from the dog awkwardly. "Scared of a little dog?" I teased smiling. He nodded slightly and sat at the other side of the room. Instantly I stopped smiling and glanced at my black dog. "Be nice Stitch." I told him.

James grinned at me then held his hand towards the ground. Stitch growled and moved closer to my leg. I tapped him lightly on the head and smiled at James.

"I don't think he is reall tinterested." I joked then looked at him curiously. "Why were you here?" I was i bit confused as to why James Peirce was anywhere near my house. Unless he had stayed on the road after I had ran from him. I stared at him for a moment then leaned forward. I didn't see any red eyes, or bulge in his lip where the fangs were. Confused me like hell. I shook my head and wrapped an arm around Stitch's neck. The black dog made a low growl again at James, which spooked me out of my thoughts. "Shhh." I whispered to the dog then glanced up at the golden haired guy. Smiling sheepishly and ducked back in couch and gave him full attention.

"I was looking for my sister." He mumbled feebly. Of course that made me think 'LIE!' right away. I'm sure my expression was full of doubt when he shrugged at me. "She tends to run off when she's angry." I nodded, pretending to believe him.

Stitch gave James one finally growl then turned tail and charged for the stairs. Thunder crashed above the house making me jump and pull at my covers. Wonderful, the creepy booming starts. Thunder has always scared me since i was stuck in a horrible storm since I was a kid. Of course i would never admit that to anyone other than Mia or my dad. The funny part was Stitch was also terrified of thunder. It would be a nice show for anyone in the house when a storm approached. Both teen and dog cuddled together, usually the teen being crushed by a 80 pound cat.

"You ok? You shaking pretty bad." James stared at me with a worried expression. I nodded and pulled the covers around me tight. Yup, he was right. I was shaking like a leaf. "F-F-Fine." I stuttered. Damn mouth. Always gave me away in my times of fear.

James smiled slightly and stood up. He sat next to me and put his arms around my shoulders, hugging me to his chest. The weird thing was that his arms and chest were freezing! Like he had just jumped out of a freezer. I started trembling even worse, and my heart started to race for some weird reason. Slowly I leaned my head onto his should and breathed in his fascinating scent. It was like earthy, and cinnamonish. It smelled good. James leaned down close to me, uberly close to my throat, which was exposed like a turkey on thanksgiving.


James' P.O.V.


God her scent was so tempting. The stupid girl leaned against me and left her throat exposed. Of course as a human who has no clue about me or my kind she wouldn't know better. Ha.

I moved closer breathing in her blood's scent. It was delicious, it made my fangs burn with wanting, and my throat itch with thirst. I knew this was stupid, I knew I shouldn't have come in. But that scent called to me. If I bit her of course I wouldn't change her unless it was more than once. And the only if the last bite was fatal.

Leaning towords her throat I couldn't feel her flinch or anything, just her heart beat got quicker. She breathed in and moved closed to my throat. I'm sure that if I had a beating heart it would be going just as fast as hers. My lips brushed across her neck, making her flinch with a startled gasp. I rubbed her shoulder and pressed my mouth against hers. I felt a little uneasy but the blood was too tempting, too good smelling.

Araya tried to move away at first but then started to melt into the kiss. I moved along her cheek, feeling my incisors sharpening and lengthening with every second. Her pulse beat fast under my lips at the base of her throat. I could hear the heart beats and feel the pulse. Too tempting.

I lifted my lips and was ready to sink my teeth into her creamy throat when someone stomped into the room.

"Get the hell away from my daughter!"