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Ch3: Way Too Sexy For Comfort

Jacob watched the words coming out of Leah's lips, but he didn't believe them for a minute. The woman wouldn't know the truth if it jumped up and bit her in the behind. He smiled at the image briefly, and then frowned when the image turned into one of him softly nipping at her shapely derriere.

She was a lying, conniving woman who had cheated him out of his chance to be student government association president and finish his undergraduate career with a bang. She messed up his rightful place in the school's history. Given that if he really wanted to he could go to every single college in the world and never have to worry about time since he didn't age.

But everyone knew that election was important to him, including the sexy she-wolf sitting next to him.

He took a moment and inhaled without her noticing that he was scenting her. He would forever be able to pick her scent out of anyone, even in the crowd of thousands. It was distinct with her being a wolf also, but he had never smelled anyone as delicious as her. It was something he couldn't even give a name to, it was completely Leah though. The fact that they had seats next to each other was the icing on the fucktastic cake he spent hours making but didn't want to touch in fear of ruining it.

There was absolutely no way he could possibly still be attracted to her.

He had always been an overachiever. He was used to obtaining everything he tried for, getting everything he wanted. He had earned his nickname, The Wolf, and he wore it proudly. He hadn't been born with a silver spoon in his mouth, far from it. He knew the meaning of hard work, and he played to win. Losing the election to that sweet, talented, crafty, sexy little sophomore was a sore point in an otherwise stellar record.

Leah Clearwater owed him he figured, as he stared at her lying lips—her soft, luscious, lying lips. It must have been his lucky day to end up sitting next to the lovely Leah. Although she was doing everything in her power not to speak with him that wasn't going to derail him.

He watched as she had pulled out an iPod and was bobbing her head to some little melody. That was fine with him. It gave him some time to study her and come up with a game plan.

"Would you like something to drink?" the curvy jovial blonde flight attendant asked, breaking him out of his contemplation for a moment.

He tapped Leah, who looked at the flight attendant and shook her head.

"I'll take a vodka tonic," he responded, it had no effect on him it would be like having a sip of lemonade so he didn't care.

Vacationing in Blake allowed him to squeeze a visit with family, the first since his grandmother's funeral and he hoped there were more visits in the future under different circumstances. Having Leah Clearwater on the same island was an unforeseen bonus.

He had recently missed being at his grandmothers bedside with the rest of the family when she passed away. He'd had work related commitments and couldn't make it back to Blake in time. Leaving his job as corporate raider taking the job at Mainstay and his guilt about his grandmother made him consider the possibilities of changing his ways.

Jacob had loved his old job. He had loved the thrill of sniffing out companies ripe for corporate takeovers. His instincts had made for a quick rise in the business world. Although his devotion to his job had meant that he hadn't been able to make it home often. He had a spacious home that he had built for when he visited the island, and he barely used it.

He seldom had time for a social life. But he had managed to find time for recreational activities. He hadn't been hard-pressed to find company of the female persuasion. Fortunately, the demands of his former job meant he hadn't had the time to make long lasting relationships. And that worked for him. If he stayed with a woman too long it brought on too many questions such as: why are you so warm, why do you sneak off in the middle of the night, and other frivolous things he didn't want to bother answering. He didn't have any intention of giving up his bachelor status any time in the near future.

The women still came knowing that he didn't want anything serious and when he was done with them they left at his command, all except one.

He turned to Leah, still nodding her head and pretending to ignore him. But her body couldn't ignore him if he remembered correctly.

That she would be sitting next to him all high and mighty was a sunny side to his vacation that he hadn't expected but certainly welcomed. It was time to pay Miss Clearwater back for her lies and games.

This time she wouldn't get away until he was quite done with her.

She had fooled him once with her sweet idealism. He had admired her spunk in running for president at the end of her sophomore year. Every time he had spoken to her, even during their heated public debates, he had found himself drawn to and liking her more and more. He hadn't intended to let her win, of course. But he could have seen her doing great things for the university in the future after he graduated that was.

He had even considered telling his fraternity brothers to calm down on the campaign tactics, especially when she came to him and he had ended up kissing her. The attraction to her so strong he couldn't stop himself from pulling her supple body into his and stealing a kiss that left them both wanting more. He hadn't known until later that it had been a set up.

She had paid someone to get pictures of the kiss.

Luckily, one of his fraternity brothers had been able to get a copy of the picture and their camp had used it first. It hadn't made a difference, however. What she had come back with using the same picture of them kissing was what he felt cost him the election.

Do you really want a president who can't stop sniffing behind women long enough to properly run a campaign, let alone run the student government? Leah Clearwater will go to great lengths for SPU, even if it means kissing a fool to get at the truth! Vote for Leah and leave The Wolf to his pitiful lurking.

The truth.

That was exactly what Jacob was going to devote his vacation to finding out. Leah obviously wasn't the sweet girl she had everyone believing she was. And the one kiss they had shared had cost him the election and had haunted him for years. It was time to put all those old feelings to bed, literally.

He glanced at her.

She was still beautiful. Her flawless complexion was radiant. Even that fake smile she had given him as she lied through her teeth had an exuberance about it that pulled him in. She wore her long, dark black hair in soft ringlet curls that framed her face. Judging by what he was able to see when she stood up so that he could get to his seat, her body was better than he had remembered. It seemed as if she had matured in all the right ways and all the right places. He didn't see the same sweet idealism in her soft brown eyes that he had seen her give other people years ago. But they still made him want to gaze into them.

She wasn't going to make it easy that was for sure. But then again he never liked things too easy, anyway. It spoiled the fun of the chase. A thing he loved doing with females but none of the women he met since Leah ever sent him on a pursuit, they gave in within minutes of him asking. One thing was for certain, he wasn't going to miss out on the opportunity that fate had sent him to get the one who got away and pay her back for all her devious treachery.

She would crack eventually. He would see to it. He was Alpha male after all and that dominated an Alpha female any day.

He tapped her again and she turned to face him just as the flight attendant came back with his drink.

Leah made a show of turning off her iPod irritation lacing her tone, "What?"

Clearly that nice, sweet girl he knew back at SPU was just an act. The way the woman was giving off the attitude, you would think it was her middle name.

Jacob smiled. It would take more than that to scare him off. "It's going to be a long flight. And even though I brought work with me, I'd much rather catch up with you. So, what brings you to Blake?"

"Are you serious?" yup, she definitely sounded annoyed.

He almost chuckled but kept his small amusement to himself. "Yes. Despite how things ended up in the past, I would like to think that we would have been friends if we hadn't been running against each other."

She let out an exasperated sigh. "Please, with how big the campus was you wouldn't have even noticed me or known I was alive if I hadn't stepped up to run against you."

That wasn't true. He had noticed little Leah Clearwater from the first day she stepped on campus during her freshman orientation, when he had been orientation leader for another group of freshmen. Her scent was so powerful he couldn't ignore her, and he knew something was different about her right away. He had also noticed that she seemed to gravitate away from anything that was close to his type, settling toward the complete opposite. Guys that she was able to push over and dominate.

And she had run over those guys like nobody's business. He had always thought that what she really needed was more of a challenge.

Me to be exact. But she never gave him any play besides the kiss.

Not wanting to give her ego anything to fest on, he just let her comment about him not noticing her slide. "So, what are your plans once you land on my beautiful island?"

She paused and considered him carefully. Her eyes narrowed ever so briefly and he thought for a minute she wasn't going to answer him.

Taking her iPod and placing it in her bag, she then turned to him. "Actually, I haven't the slightest idea. This vacation was sort of spur of the moment. I needed to get away from it all and needed someplace to clear my head. I figured I would wing it."

She opened her mouth as if she were considering adding something else and then shut it quickly.

Interesting.

"Well, that just won't do Clearwater. You really have to try and make some time for me to show you the sights. How long will you be staying?"

"One week. And while I appreciate your quite insistent offer, I really don't think I'm in the mood for any company. You know, part of the whole 'space clear my head' thing?" She forced a fake smile and made a move to go for her iPod again.

Jacob reached out and touched her warm hand before she could do so. An electric shock went through him, and he felt his heart skip.

Oh, shit that was odd.

Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open, but no words came out. She shut her mouth, but she stopped reaching for her iPod. Slowly she removed her hand from his touch.

"I'm going to be on the island for two weeks. And I'm thinking I need to spend some of that time reacquainting myself with you Leah. I'm not one to beg, or force my company on a woman. But I know that you would regret it if you allowed this moment to pass without taking the chance for us to get to know one another again."

"Oh, I don't know Jake. I'm thinking…" she pretended to ponder as her eyes locked with his, "…I'll live." She then quickly put the earphones back in her ears and turned on her iPod.

All Jacob could do was smile at that. The trip home was already turning out to be so much more interesting than he thought it was going to be.

Let the chasing game begin Clearwater.

For the first time ever, the girl groups weren't doing it for her. Usually, a good-girl group anthem could get her going and get her hyped up enough to deal with anything the world decided to throw at her. For some reason, sitting next to Jake, she was longing for some smooth contemporary love songs, some male/female duets or something equally romantic.

What the hell was that about?

There was something about sitting so close to Jacob with him not being able to buy a clue and realize that she had no desire to make conversation with him that made her feel vulnerable. It made her feel like there was no way she would get off of the island of Blake without falling victim to The Wolf and his charms again.

What to do? What to do? she mused as she mindlessly hummed along with the up-tempo song playing on her iPod.

She really would be crazy if she thought for a minute she should even consider her foolish—apparently not just a weak moment of her past—attraction to Jacob Black. He was not her type.

She turned off the iPod but didn't bother to take off the earphones to put it away.

She needed to think.

The Wolf.

Not exactly the kind of man she normally went for. In fact, she made it her business to stay far away from men like him, even before he got close enough to wound her young and impressionable heart. She hadn't been joking when she told her sister in law and brother that the I-love-me-some-alpha-jerk-reformed-playboys gene had skipped her. And even if it hadn't really skipped her, she had actively resisted the trap for years and wasn't trying to get caught up now.

But why was her allergy turning into an itch that she wanted no one but Jacob Black to scratch?

He wasn't a safe bet by any stretch of the imagination.

However, dating safe guys hadn't proved to be all that conflict free. They lied and cheated, too, as Paul had shown her all too clearly.

So maybe she could take a chance and have a hot island fling with a guy like Jake. That might allow her to exorcise a whole lot of demons. She had come to the island with the vague idea of doing something wild, spontaneous, impulsive and completely unlike herself. A fling would be totally wild.

A fling with a bad boy that might be able to keep up with her? Even better.

Not a fling with The Wolf himself, of course. She knew there was no way she was ready to take him on and she had a small feeling her heart wouldn't survive that. But someone smooth and oh-so-fine like him? That might be something she could work with.

She glanced at Jacob. He arched an eyebrow and then winked. She swallowed and wished she had gotten that drink when the flight attendant had come by the first time. It wouldn't have done anything really but it was the idea of making her feel better that made her want it.

Isn't first class supposed to be roomier?

Jacob Black literally just took up entirely too much room. His presence seemed just that big. She cleared her throat and tried to think about something besides how good he looked or how scrumptious he smelled.

A fling, yes, but not with Jake.

"Not with Jacob" needed to become her new mantra, quick, fast and in a hurry.

Not with Jacob.

Not with freaking Jacob.

She chanted the words in her head like she was channeling Angela Bassett's Tina Turner at her Buddhist altar.

Jake might just be the one to lead her to her island magic man, the one to help her get past her fear of bad boys once and for all. Other wolves ran in packs, didn't they? And even though she wasn't about to go there with Jake, he might have a friend that she could take on. She thought about taking him up on his offer to give her a tour of the island.

Putting the iPod away, she turned to him. "You know what Jake? Since you've offered your help, and have been so kind about introducing me to the island, I would love to take you up on it if the offer still stands."

"It does. I would love to… show you the island." The slight pause he offered before finishing his sentence made her heart still for a second.

What was that about?

Shaking it off and plastering a smile on her face she decided to forge ahead. "Great. I would love to hit some of the hot spots. You know the spots where I can meet lots of people."

"Sounds good. I'd love the chance to get… reacquainted." He did that weird pause thing again and then his eyebrow arched slightly. "And I was thinking, it's the least you could do after trying to kill me."

How did I know he was going to bring that up eventually?

Leah groaned. "I didn't try to kill you. You were standing in front of my car and you wouldn't move."

"I was waiting for you and your line sisters to greet me." A smirk crossed his face. "You girls were pledging, and everyone knows that pledges are supposed to greet all Greeks on the yard. Even if you couldn't greet me as a big brother because of the strife between the sorors and the bros that year, you could have still greeted me."

Leah chanced a look at him and noted the playful gleam in his eyes. Good thing he wasn't holding a grudge about her almost running him over with her car all those years ago.

Her dean of pledges had taken them to a party at a neighboring school, and Jacob was there with his fraternity brothers. When she and her pledge sisters had walked by without greeting the guys, Jake had followed them out. He had stood in front of her car, and Leah had panicked. Emily, her cousin and the big sister whose breakup with one of the Omegas had started the feud, was in the backseat. She told Leah to quote, run Jacob the hell over if he didn't move. Leah had turned to the dean of pledges, Lauren for advice, and Lauren concurred. So Leah slowly inched forward in the bright red Jetta she had received from her mother on her eighteenth birthday.

She remembered the wide-eyed, shocked look on Jake's face when the car started to move. She knew she wouldn't hurt him with his fast healing but still!

She would never forget the athletic leap he made onto the hood denting part of her car as his gleaming eyes narrowed in on her. He had jumped down from the car and she had sped off with her heart racing.

Shaking her head in hopes of shaking away the memory of his predator like glare and all the promises of retribution his eyes held, she offered. "Like I said…er… I didn't try to kill you. You got in the way of my car and you weren't hurt anyway."

"Yeah, right. You listened to your crazy big sisters and you almost caught a case for vehicle manslaughter. I could have died." He chuckled jokingly.

Leah decided to chance a giggle of her own since he was able to laugh about it. "Oh, I don't know. The people in my car were all ready to testify that you were crazy and must have had a death wish because you jumped in front of my car like you were Superman."

They both laughed at the memory and a warm feeling came over her. Could it be that she was really feeling at ease with The Wolf? That couldn't be good. Everyone knew that as soon as the three little pigs or little red riding hood let their guards down the wolf pounced and ate them up. Leah knew she could hold her own but she couldn't make herself continue to hold him at arm's length.

She decided to continue their playful banter instead. "And you're lucky I didn't press charges your big ass dented my hood."

"Yeah, I think it was either dent your hood or end up under your wheels. I don't think I would look attractive with tire tracks over my body."

Leah laughed. "Okay, maybe that's why I didn't press charges."

"Hmm…ya think?" His eyebrow did that sexy half slant, half arch thing again, and her mouth went dry.

"Okay I apologize for trying to—" she cleared her throat before continuing"—kill you. That was wrong. And as penance I guess I'll suffer your hospitality a bit on the island and let you show me around."

"Oh, you'll suffer my hospitality, will you?" He burst out into a low, sexy chuckle that sounded like a mix between a growl and a purr.

In any case, it was way too sexy for comfort.

"Yes. You're right. It's the least I can do." Leah smiled. The fact that Jake could joke about it showed that he might not be such a bad guy after all.

"Would you like the chicken or the fish?" The flight attendant came back with the lunch entrée for the trip.

"Chicken," they answered in unison.

The flight attendance handed them both their plastic trays full of a pseudo haute-cuisine inspired chicken dish that had been microwaved to taste like plastic. If she hadn't been starving she really wouldn't have bothered. Stupid metabolism and her unchanging body always demanded food.

She wondered why first class didn't have better food than what she was poking her plastic spork with at the moment. The unappealing food was clearly another instance of the universe thumbing its nose at her.

Cutting into the rubbery chicken and overcooked veggies, she chanced another glance at Jake.

Yep, still fine as ever. The Gods were very kind to him taking their sweet time to make sure he looked perfect before sending him down to reign his sexy terror on every female on earth.

"Now that you've apologized for trying to kill me, what do you say you add one for making me kiss you so that you could get that incriminating photo that cost me the election?" his nonchalant question had a cutting edge to it.

Shock and anger caused the plastic cutlery she had in her hand to snap in half. Her jaw dropped. And, in a very unladylike gesture, a piece of the rubber chicken came tumbling out of her mouth and landed back in the little tray.

This was exactly why a girl should never let her guard down in the presence of a wolf, a Alpha male wolf no less!

Composing herself seemed like an unattainable goal at the moment. All she could manage was a startled, "Say what?"

Author's Notes:

So not much on Jacob's back story but we won't really get his FULL story until later in bits and pieces of course. I have to keep you interested with some mystery.. mwahahaa.. So while my other beta takes forever getting back to me on LC's Room I'm having fun playing with this side of Jake and Leah.

Your reviews are ah-MAZING. And I never expect as many as I get but they do make me smile and they make my day immensely brighter. \(^_^)/

Now if only I could get Jacob to remember & chase me like he's about to do with Leah then my world would be complete. I'm sure Embry wouldn't mind… lol.

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