A/N: Sorry this update took so long I have been battling massive writers block and toying with some new story ideas.

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Thomas is mine, Everything else belongs to Stephanie Meyer

Chapter 13

Teeth

Leah

Thomas looked so peaceful asleep. I smiled a little this was the first time I had woken up before him. He stirred and winced but did not open his eyes. His lips started to move and I heard tiny whispers. "…I'm sorry…I tried…No…"

"Thomas," I whispered shaking him as gently as possible. His bruises looked completely gone except for the one his stomach that was fading to yellow and brown. "Thomas please wake up."

His eyes snapped open and he looked around confused before he relaxed, realizing he was safe. He turned his blue eyes to me wrapped his arms around me. His eyes had a scared and hurt look in them that made me afraid. I felt hi whispering something over my shoulder. It sounded like he was repeating 'it was just a dream' over and over again.

"Did you have a nightmare," I asked worry filling my voice. "Do you want to tell me about it?"

"No," he said quietly. This made me angry how were we supposed to have a relationship if we couldn't talk to each other. I took a breath before I spoke I didn't want to start a fight if I could avoid it.

"Why don't you tell me it might make you feel better?" He released me from his embrace and flowed to his feet. He walked towards the bathroom saying something over his shoulder that was like an ice pick in the heart.

"Just leave, I need to be alone for a while," his voice was so cold and devoid of the warmth I was used to that I felt tears well up in my eyes. Before I could respond he walked into the bathroom and closed the door quietly. I just sat there a look of shock on his face. I thought I'd heard correctly last night, he'd said he loved me too. Maybe he was regretting saying it so soon. An unbidden sob escaped me as I stood and dressed quickly. I walked to the bathroom door and leaned my head against it.

"I love you Thomas," I turned and walked to the door to exit his room and give him the alone time he needed.

"Wait," I heard a soft call from behind me. I whirled to see him standing in the bathroom door before he was wrapping his arms around me and hugging me like he wouldn't ever let me go. "I'm so sorry."

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Thomas

The tears were streaming down my face. I hadn't cried when my parents died, the tears had been there but I didn't let them fall. The dream I had just had came flashing back in my mind and I cringed. Leah had asked me about it and I couldn't talk about it because if I did I would probably break down and Leah really didn't need to see my like that.

I loved her though and she loved me. It was all so fast. I didn't really have a reference point for budding relationships and when I'd heard her say it, my heart had swelled with joy. Instead of saying it then I had said it two days later. I had meant it and I really did love her so much.

"I love you Thomas," came Leah's whisper through the door which I heard with my sensitive ears. That did it, I turned and pulled the bathroom door open. She was just about to open the bedroom door and leave.

"Wait," I called softly. She stopped and turned to face me and I saw the tears in her eyes. Without another word I was across the room and holding her like she would disappear if I let her go. "I'm so sorry."

I led her over to the bed and sat her down before I went down on both knees. I would tell her all about my dream and if I broke down then I would break down in front of her. She wouldn't be in pain because I wanted to wallow in my own pain by myself. I met her eyes and refused to look away as I spoke.

"I was home and there was a thick fog surrounding my house," I said quietly. "I could see two shadows moving around the fog."

I took a deep breath before I told her the next part. So far she only looked concerned for me and it made this as easy as telling someone you love something like this.

"My parents voices started to come out of the fog," I shuddered and Leah put her hands on my shoulder. "They were asking why I didn't save them."

Fresh tears started to form in my eyes and Leah pulled me up onto the bed as she slid back so she could lean against the wall. I curled up into a ball let myself cry for the first time well ever now that I thought about it. I had never had a reason to cry before now. The floodgates had opened though and I just lay there and let it all out. I don't know how long I laid there before Leah finally said something.

"It wasn't your fault," she soothed brushing my hair back from my forehead. I just lay there and allowed her to comfort me. She ran her hand over my shoulders and the contact made me feel better. Her kisses in my hair soothed me.

"Thank you." The tears had stopped and I felt so much better than I had before now. I wasn't back to how I had been but I was getting there. I shifted so I was kneeling beside Leah.

I reached my hands up and cupped the sides of her face. Very slowly I leaned in until our lips touched. I kissed her gently trying to convey how much she meant to me through said kiss. I slid a hand onto the small of her back and pulled her on top of me as I lay back on the bed. Her lips moved down the side of my neck to the scar on my shoulder which she traced with her tongue. I groaned with pleasure as her hands brushed over my skin.

My fingertips brushed down her back to her waist and I pulled her closer. Our lips met again and moved in harmony. Leah's lips parted for my tongue which I used to urge hers forward. She willingly obliged, I sat up so she was in my lap breaking our kiss to trace more along her jaw to her ear. Her arms wrapped around my neck as I ran the tip of my tongue down her neck to her collar bone. I found the shirt she was wearing annoying and bothersome as it blocked access her curves.

Not really in any mood for subtlety I grabbed the shirt collar and in one tug ripped a line down the front of it. The immediate exposure caused Leah's eyes to snap to mine. Her expression brought a confused expression to my face.

"I'm sorry, did you really like that shirt," I asked. A slow smile crossed her face as she leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"You didn't get it all." I followed her gaze and saw the offending hem that had not given in to my strength. Leah's lips came back to mine for another passionate kiss. I broke away and reached down to grab the hem and brought it up between us.

"We can't have that now can, we." Her eyes never leaving mine I ripped the last of the fabric and removed the ruined shirt and tossed it away. The sight of Leah completely naked save for a pair of panties she had been wearing made me groan again. Her hands pushed gently on my chest and I leaned back into the bed.

Leah's mischievous grin made me shudder with pleasure. Her legs created a delicious friction as she shimmied along my legs and kissing her way down my chest teasing one of my nipples with teeth and tongue. Soft moans escaped my lips at the exquisite torture.

Leah's slender fingers slipped around the waistband of my sleep pants and tugged gently down my legs kissing the skin as it was exposed. I looked up to see her kneeling around my shins gazing hungrily at me.

"See something you like," I teased my voice deepened with desire. Her grin turned more mischievous, if that was possible, and she nodded her response. "So do I, and it's too far away."

Apparently I wasn't done being tortured. Her fingers softly tickled the skin on my legs and thighs as she worked her way back up my body. Stopping at my erection and sending a warm breath that had me groaning loudly. At this point I could care less that there were others in the house. They were all adults and I assumed had at one point or another had sex with their mates. Leah's return to my lap brought me back to the moment.

Emboldened by her maneuvers my hands caressed her thighs and gently brushed her center, Eliciting more sighs and moans to escape her lips. My hand continued roaming up her torso until it cupped one of her perfect breasts. Kneading gently I returned to a sitting position and took her hardening nipple into my mouth and teased it with my tongue before applying gentle pressure with my teeth. A small part of my mind was mumbling something about venom and teeth. I ignored the voice.

"Thomas," Leah sighed leaning her head forward to nibble at my ear and neck. Wanting to reciprocate her neck nibbling and hear her reactions. Pulling her more securely in to my lap I nuzzled the column of her neck. Gently I started grazing my teeth along her neck enjoying the noises she was continuing to make. She stiffened immediately when my teeth sank into her shoulder, then she screamed.