(A/N: I think I actually have nothing to say about this chapter. Enjoy!)
The fourth time they meet at the cliffs, they feel like more than just friends.
They haven't kissed, but both of them have thought about it.
Neither of them knows that they feel the same way, and neither of them is willing to tell the other the truth.
They sit in silence, just like the first time they met at the cliffs.
They sit and look at the waves and think about one another.
Jacob finally breaks the silence by saying "The water is pretty today."
"It is," Leah agrees.
They turn to look at each other, and suddenly, they are kissing.
They kiss and kiss and kiss and never want this moment to end.
They kiss until every part of their faces has been touched by warm lips.
When they pull away from each other, Jacob whispers "Wow." He somehow manages to split the word into three syllables.
"I thought you wouldn't want to…" Leah whispers in the same tone that Jacob used.
"I thought you wouldn't want to, either," Jacob says.
"I guess we were both wrong," Leah mutters. "How did Bella choose a leech over you after you kissed her?"
Jacob stares at Leah. He isn't sure if he should laugh because she made a joke, be in shock because he's never heard Leah joke before, or be mad at her for bring up Bella and reminding him of her after he'd finally cleared his mind of Bella.
"And I don't know how Sam was able to leave you," Jacob says, a moment too late.
They both laugh nervously.
Jacob moves his face closer to Leah's. "Do you mind if I…?" he asks, trailing off.
"No." Leah sounds breathless. "Go ahead."
They kiss again and pretend Bella and Sam were never mentioned.
(A/N: Blah, blah, blah typos, blah, blah, blah, review. You guys know the deal by now.)