Attention!!!!! This is not a real chapter! It has no real time line to the story, other than it is after Seth finds out about what she is. The next chapter will be put up wither this weekend or early next week.

A review made me write this chapter. It was from number-1-bella-cullen and she wanted Seth to have the strip show. So…I decided to write it! Now, remember I am not even 13 yet, so please remember that. But, I think it is really good. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right. But please read it. Now, there is touching, but nothing to bad. There is NO SEX in this! I would not consider this a rated M chapter, but some people might. But if I can read it (or write it, I guess) than anyone can.

His hands came to rest on my hips and I smiled as I continued making the sandwich. His nose hovered over my flesh on my neck as he breathed in deeply. "You know," he began as he nuzzled my throat. I let my head fall onto his shoulder and sigh, taking in his scent. "I never really did get that strip show." His breath was hot and sent shivers down my spine as he whispered softly into my ear. I laughed very quietly; it almost came out as a hum, and began to sway in his arms.

"Really?" I asked quietly. He nuzzled against me again and I felt the nod of his head against my collarbone as he placed a delicate kiss on my shoulder. "Well, I'm busy right now," I told him the lame excuse, not really wanting to think of one. His silent laugher shook through his body and sent another set of shivers down my body.

His hands, which had just rested softly on my hips, began to wrap around my waist. He picked me up, my back still pressed to his chest, and walked backwards, towards my bedroom. I dropped the butter knife, and it landed on the floor with a rattle. But I could not focus on anything but my angel's arms around me.

He entered the room and I kicked the door shut in his arms, for he was still walking backwards to the bed. I giggled slightly as he fell back onto the bed, with me still pressed against his chest. His arms left my waist and I rolled off of him, so that I lay on my stomach to the left of him, my legs bent at the knees so the lower half of them dangled in the air. He was looking down at me with a soft smile playing at his lips.

"You are no longer busy," he told me, almost in a demanding voice. I smiled softly back at him and sat up. I grabbed his hands and pulled him to a sitting position at the edge of the bed. I leaned in close, my mouth slowly making my way to his lips. And then, right as he was about to kiss me I moved my head and landed my lips right next to his ear.

"That is true," I whispered to him, making sure to breathe down his ear and shirt. I pulled away abruptly and stood up from the bed. He was frowning at me, probably unhappy about the sudden space between us. I smirked a little as my hands found the bottom of my shirt. His eyes widened as he saw what I was doing, and my smirk grew.

I slowly, and painfully, pulled up my shirt to reveal my nice flat six-pack stomach and lacy black bra. I discarded the green cotton fabric by throwing the shirt into the corner of the room with a fast flick of my wrist. I kept my eyes locked on Seth, whose eyes roamed over my body, not once looking at my face. I was okay with that; it meant that he liked what he saw. I saw his hand twitch just the slightest bit, unseen by the human eye, but with my eyes I could see it perfectly.

I grabbed his hand so quickly he couldn't understand why in till I placed it on my chest, right between my breasts. I knew I was no longer just doing a silly dare. I had longed for him to touch me like this from the first minute I met him, I was just too stubborn to admit it. But as I placed his hand where my heart was beating frantically I was no longer frightened by the feelings I got with him around me. I wanted his hands over me like they were now and I knew without my encouragement he would never do it.

His eyes had flashed up to me the moment his hand made contact with my bare skin. He wasn't sure; I could see it in his eyes. He was as scared as I was, but slowly he let his hand move down my body and I saw it in his eyes; he was enjoying this as much as I was. I stood in front of him as his finger traced the lines of my abs and flew past my belly button.

Then hesitantly he reached up to the back of my head and grabbed my hair. I let out a short gasp, but soon relaxed as he pulled out my hair tie. My hair then flew out of it's messy bun and down my back. His hand then ran threw my hair softly, while his eyes locked with mine.

The silence continued for a minute, before he pulled his hand away and placed it in his lap. He looked up at me with almost pleading eyes, and I realized he wanted more. Just like me. My now sweaty hands found the waistband of my jeans and quickly unbuttoned and unzipped. I stepped out of the jeans and then stood very still in front of Seth.

My panties were also lacy and black, I remember going shopping with Alice one of the times we hanged out. She had insisted I buy them. "Seth would absolutely love you in these!" She had exclaimed. "You know, he isn't like Edward. He is a boy and you are incredibly sexy." I had blushed, of course, but bought them so Alice would get off my back about it.

And now, standing in front of Seth in nothing but my underwear, I began to think about how I could repay Alice. She was right, Seth did the love them. My clue? He had grabbed my hand and pulled me on top of him.

I let out a huff of air but did not reject him. In fact, quite the opposite. I growled playfully and grabbed his shirt, ripping it off of his body in a slick motion. He smiled softly again and then rolled us over, so I was below him. He panted above me, his hair falling around his face, and then smiled at me. He leaned in and planted kisses all down my neck and throat, before planting one right in the middle of my breasts.

I groaned beneath him before pushing against his shoulders. He instantly rolled off of me and sat up next to me, a slight frown on his face.

"What is it? Did I do something? Ryann, we don't have to do this if you-" I cut off his sentence by planting a kiss on his lips. He quickly kissed back and our tongues battled for dominance. It was a close fight, but I pulled away before any one won. He was frowning again, his eyes still closed.

I got off the bed but he grabbed my arm, his eyes fully open now. He was glaring at me.

"And where," he started with a hard voice, "do you think you're going?" I smiled at him and jerked my arm out of his grasp. I had already pulled back on my green shirt when he stood up. And had zipped up my jeans when he finally stood behind me. I took a deep breath and turned to look at him. The frown that had been on his face in what seemed like to be the whole day was now back on his face. "What are you doing?"

"I don't have time for this. I told you I'm busy," I said, back in a hard voice. His frown deepened and he slumped his shoulders.

"You're a busy little tease, you know that?" he asked in a glum voice. I smiled at him and stood on my tippy-toes to reach his right ear.

"But I'm your busy little tease." And with that, I turned on my heel and left him in the room. But I could hear that one sentence that almost made me faint.

"Forever, my love."

So was I wrong? Was it terrible? Please, I will never know if you don't review. If I really am terrible the next chapter will be put up very quickly. Please review!!!!!