A/N: I'm sorry it took so flippin' long for me to update, but here's my newest chapter! Let me just get a few things straight, however... 1) the succubus is only in it for lust and 2) Sheila is in it for love... That's why the two halves are constantly battling... They are both trying to find release, but thankfully, the two will eventually find a happy middle in Caleb... :)

CHAPTER 14:

The King of Lame

Chase glanced at his watch. "Are you sure they're coming?"

Kate licked her ice cream cone and turned to look out the parlor's window. No sign of Sheila or Pogue on either side of the street. "That's what they said..." She shrugged. "I'm sure they'll be here in a few minutes." She turned back to the table, smiling as she watched Tyler pour more root beer on his Black Cow. "So... Who're you taking to the dance, Tyler?"

She didn't know why she bothered asking. Tyler never took anyone. Too damn cute for his own good and too damn shy to ask a girl out, but for the lack of conversation as they awaited the arrival of her boyfriend and Sheila, she thought she'd be polite and ask anyway.

Tyler started, the root beer/vanilla ice cream concoction spilling down the sides of his mug. He let out a frustrated curse, sopping up the mess with a few napkins. "No one yet..."

Kate leaned forward, the gossip queen's interest peaked. "Ooh... I see... Holding out for someone special this time...?..."

Tyler's eyes darted to Reid, who was leaning back in his chair, his fingers steepled. He gave the younger boy a nonchalant shrug, his eyes sparkling with laughter.

"N-no..." Tyler stuttered. "Just keeping my options open..."

Kate nodded, smirking. "Right..." She set her treat into an extra bowl and stabbed a spoon through the cone. "How about you, Chase? Got a date yet?"

Chase shook his head, taking a swig from his soda. "I haven't really been thinking about it."

"You know... Sheila's still dateless..."

"And she's soon to be roommate-less if you don't learn to keep quiet."

The table turned to see Sheila standing before them, grinning, her hair a bit ruffled as she unbuttoned her jacket and placed it on the back of a chair as she sat down. She playfully pushed Kate's shoulder.

Pogue stood just behind her removing his bicycle helmet. He took the chair next to Kate and turned it around. He gave his girlfriend a quick peck on the cheek as he sat down, his arms resting on the back of the chair.

"Hey baby! You missed a great movie!"

Pogue shrugged out of his jacket and ran his hand through his hair. He smiled. "I'll make it up to you later..."

Kate blushed, nudging his chest with her elbow. "It's okay though... Chase kept me company."

Pogue eyed the boy sitting across from him wearily. After a long moment, he held out his hand. "Hey. Pogue."

Chase took his hand and automatically felt the other boy's muscles clench. Chase almost winced in pain. "Chase." He coughed before pulling his hand from Pogue's menacing grasp.

Sheila watched the exchange, a perfectly plucked eyebrow quirked. She shook her head, smirking, the electric heat of testosterone crackling through the air. 'Okay... Time for a subject change... NOW...' She cleared her throat.

"So, uh, Pogue, I saw your Ducati out there. It's really nice."

Pogue broke away from his death stare that he was throwing at Chase and settled into his chair, rubbing his chest. "Yeah... That's my other baby..."

Sheila inched her hands towards his and used her index finger to draw lazy circles on the back of his hand. "So..." She tilted her head to the side, bringing her other hand up to sweep the length of her neck. Her eyes flashed gold and Chase immediately felt the change in her attitude, a rush of heat and blood flowing to his genitals. He saw the other boys at the table squirm uncomfortably in their seats.

He inwardly groaned. 'Not again...'

"When are you going to let me ride, Pogue...?" Sheila flashed the long haired boy a somewhat devious smile.

Pogue pulled his hand away and unconsciously rubbed it on his jeans. It felt like it was on fire... He put on a smile anyway and he didn't care how fake it looked. "Soon, I promise..."

Sheila's smile widened. "Great answer..." A beat passed.

Suddenly, her body jerked forward a little and she sat up straight, shaking her head, as if trying to get rid of something. Her eyes flashed back to deep blue. Chase let out the breath he was holding as the succubus went back into hiding. 'Thank God...' Sheila shook her head again and placed her hands flat upon the table as she stood.

"Anybody want anything?" Everyone shook their heads. "My treat..." The males were unable to meet her gaze. Sheila shrugged. "Okay... suit yourselves..."

She walked up to the counter, a bit sluggish, the magic that was brimming below her skin upping her body temperature. Sheila sighed. 'This sucks.' She nodded at the young cashier to get his attention and the boy approached her, the towel he had been using to wipe the counter with tossed carelessly into a nearby sink.

"What can I get for you, cutie?" He wiped his hands roughly on his apron, causing his shaggy hair to fall into his eyes.

"A black cow, please." She heard the parlor's door open and shut then, the bell hanging overhead tinkling its greeting as people shuffled inside. The laughter of what sounded like a huge group reached her ears, the cool, outside wind they brought with them sweeping up her legs. She shivered, drawing her arms around herself.

The ice cream server's upper lip curled in a suggestive smile. "Anything to turn that frown upside down..." He cooed.

Sheila let out an exasperated laugh as he pulled a mug from a shelf. "Better make that a double scoop."

"Hitting it kind of hard, aren't we, Higgins?"

She jumped a bit at the noise suddenly so close to her and heard the male chuckle at her surprise. She turned toward the voice, putting on a small smile. "Oh, hey, Aaron..." She took the mug full of vanilla ice cream and root beer from the boy behind the counter. "Thanks." She mumbled at him, throwing a few rumpled dollar bills onto the counter. "Keep the change." She scooted down the counter to allow the customers behind her to order.

"Double scoop, huh? Don't you have to drive?"

Sheila smiled at Aaron's feeble attempt at humor (and a conversation) as she used her spoon to mix the concoction into a fine mush. "Yeah, but I need it..."

Aaron chortled. "What you need-" He touched her elbow. It was gentle, but enough to stop her from moving further down the counter. "-is for someone to show you a good time..."

She fiddled with her spoon, her eyebrows raised. "Oh yeah?" He nodded, giving her a once over. 'Lame...' She thought, rolling her eyes.

She caught sight of a fuming Keira sitting just behind him, her face red, hands clenched into fists in her lap, her bandaged nose twitching as she set her jaw. The booth she was sitting at was fully occupied by what Sheila guessed was her "bitch posse", all wearing the same confused expression as they watched Aaron flirt shamelessly with her. 'Hmm...'

She looked back at Aaron, who had stepped closer to her, leering, and she inwardly shuddered. "And I suppose you can do that for me...? Show me a good time...?" She asked, testing him, seeing how far she could really push him... and for that matter, Keira too...

"No doubt, beautiful..."

Sheila almost burst out laughing, but she held her composure, her mouth twitching at his dorky comment. "And where would you take me?" She idly stirred her ice cream, some of the contents spilling over the side of the chilled mug. She used her finger to stop its descent and slid it upwards, capturing the rest of the vanilla foam.

Aaron watched her, practically drooling, as she took her finger and placed the wholething in her mouth, letting it slide slowly through her full lips. He swallowed, licking his lips, and shuffled nervously from one foot to the other. Sheila inwardly grinned. 'Score one for me...'

Aaron shook his head, breaking his momentary lapse of horny. "I'll take you to the dance, of course." He paused. "I'll let you be my date."

She scoffed. "You'll let me?" She laughed then, really laughed, right in his face. She waved her hand dismissively, shaking her head. "I don't think so."

She turned to walk back to the table, but he grabbed her elbow, this time not so gently, and she stopped. "Oh, c'mon..." He reached out and she flinched when he brushed hair from her eyes, his fingertips fluttering possessively over her cheek. She blinked, unable to move, and he smiled as he gained the upper hand. "It'll be fun..."

Sheila looked at his hand on her elbow, reaching out unconsciously with her Powers to read his thoughts, his intentions. "...so untouched... I must have her... No!... I WILL have her...'

She pulled her arm from his grasp, frowning. "I said no, Aaron." She saw Keira get up from her table, a look of concern etched on her face as she sipped her strawberry milkshake. Sheila didn't care if the snob was still pissed at her, silently pleading for anything to interrupt this conversation.

He narrowed his eyes and Sheila cursed under her breath. She was starting to realize that Aaron Abbott was not the kind of guy that was used to hearing the word 'No'.

And if he did, he would stop at nothing to get what he wanted, she was sure...

"And why not?" He growled. Sheila flicked her gaze from his burning eyes to the table where the boys and Kate sat, not 10 feet away. Aaron followed her eyes and smirked. "Oh... I know why..." He nodded his head in her friends' direction. "You're taking one of those faggots, aren't you?" She shook her head and he stepped closer, invading her personal space again. "Let me guess... It's Reid, isn't it?" He gave her a once over, sneering. "Yeah, you look like you're in need of a good fuck. Garwin's definitely the guy for that."

Sheila's eyes widened at his absurdity. "Excuse me?!" She almost yelled, drawing the attention of several people, including Kate and the Sons. She straightened her back as she gained confidence and took a step away from his crowding form, pushing him back as she did so. "I'm not going with any of them and I'm certainly not going with you!"

The Sons stood, but held back as they saw their eldest enter the parlor.

"I'll make it worth your while, gorgeous..." Aaron reached out to grab her again, but she slapped his hand away. "Let me prove it to you..."

"I believe the lady said 'No', Aaron." The husky voice made Sheila jump for the second time that day.

The boy that had spoken walked up behind her, without pause, and snaked an arm around her waist, pulling her close. She didn't have to turn around to see who it was.

She recognized the onyx ring he always wore on his right ring finger...

"Besides, she's going with me..." He reached up, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear, and dropped a kiss on her flushed cheek. "Isn't that right?" He leaned down, his lips brushing her ear. "Just say yes... I'll explain later..." He whispered.

Sheila nodded numbly, touching her cheek, and gave Aaron a small shrug and a smile. "Yeah, that's right, Aaron..." The boy's breath was hot against her skin as he kissed her again, this time where the shoulder meets the neck, his lips lingering as he gently suckled her flesh. The hand on her stomach drew lazy circles across her sweater, deepening the flush of her skin. "I... uh..." She resisted the urge to close her eyes with a sigh. "...I forgot..."

The young man holding her threw a wicked smirk at Aaron as he continued to molest her neck with his velvet tongue. He shrugged, licking his lips. "Sorry, man. Better luck next time..."

She looked up at the guy standing behind her. His eyes were locked on Aaron, flashing with anger, the hand that was not around her waist was clenched in a tight fist. He chuckled at Aaron's bewildered expression, the sound a deep boom in his chest.

He felt her staring and looked down at her. She opened her mouth to say something, but he gave her a firm shake of his head and winked. She smiled, nodding, and finally released the breath she was holding, relief washing over her.

A/N: This chapter and the next one were supposed to be a single chapter, but I decided to cut it in half since the next one is from a different POV. I didn't want anyone to get confused... That and because I'm just evil...! UPCOMING FLUFF!!! For some reason, I had a really hard time writing this chapter... I'm still not 100 happy with it, but hopefully it turned out fine... What do you guys think? Review please!