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Ch5:Pass The Gun & Label Me

Okay, now how exactly did I wind up letting Jake talk me into taking a ride to my hotel in his rental instead of taking a cab?

The convertible sports car let the island breeze in to tousle her hair. On a regular day, a girl would have been a tad bit upset about messing up the do. But there was something about the company and general feel of the moment that made Leah think it was okay to sacrifice a few wayward strands in her face for a while.

Glancing around, she noted that the pastures and cows along the road from the airport made for a different landscape from the port in Blakesport she remembered from when she had visited the island on her cruise. Once they pulled onto the highway, it at least appeared that they were moving away from the rural countryside.

"So, what are your plans for dinner tonight?" Jacob kept his eyes on the narrow road, but his voice held a strong hint of interest.

"I haven't made any plans for dinner. I'm just winging it. I sort of took this trip on the spur of the moment." Way to sound fickle, Leah. "I mean, I wanted to experience spontaneity, you know. Do something out of the ordinary."

"That sounds risky. Are you sure you're up for it?"

"Oh. I'm sure. I've already got some plans to make this the most exciting excursion of my life." Leah wondered why she was telling him out of her plans to begin with.

"Really?" Jake laughed. "I can't even imagine that. Plus, if you have 'plans,' doesn't that sort of go against the whole spontaneous aspect? And you really don't strike me as the cast cares to the wind, let go and let flow type. You're one of those book control freaks. I bet you try to plan everything. And you probably have a bunch of rules that you follow religiously and try to make others follow them, as well."

Taken aback for a moment, she wondered how he knew. Leah spent most of her time bending people to her will. It worked just about ninety eight percent of the time too.

Watching him drive, with his chin tilted all smugly, caused her anger to flair. She could throw caution to the wind just as much as the next person! And who was Jake, anyway, to think he had her all figured out, put in a box and tied with a neat bow? She could be just as wild as anyone else.

Really she could.

Leah decided it was time to let-it-all-out on her real plans for her island stay. She would need his help locating all the hot spots, anyway. And he had offered to show her around.

"I'm thinking I'll have an island fling while I'm in Blake. And I would love it if you could take me somewhere where I can meet someone to fit the bill." Once the words fell out of her mouth, she thought about taking them back.

Jacob's head turned sharply, and he gawked at her before growling softly.

She ignored the growl because nothing she said should have brought that on, as she yelled. "Eyes on the road dude!"

"Okay." Shaking his head as if he was trying to clear it, Jake let out an uneasy chuckle. "You just shocked me for a minute."

Leah tilted her head.

That's right baby boy! I can be spontaneous.

"I don't know what's so shocking about it. Women in the world have affairs all the time. It's the new thing. Don't you watch television? Step into the twenty first century, dude."

She could see his face twisting up in weird contortions even from his profile. Each frown, open and close of his mouth and purse of his lips made her squirm just a little bit more in her seat. His hands started to vibrate for a minute.

Whoa. Weird.

Leah started to rethink her plan. Why was she asking Jacob Black of all people, to help her find someone to have her get-your-groove-back-fling with? Wasn't that a bit like the three little pigs asking the big bad wolf to help them rebuild their homes? Maybe it wasn't such a bright idea after all.

She knew she had made a colossal mistake when Jake pulled the car off the highway at the next exit. After finding a nice, quiet, rural spot, he stopped.

He parked the car, took several breaths as he calmed down enough to stop shaking and looked at her with his eyebrows arched ever so slightly.

"Let me get this straight. You want me—" he paused and pointed to himself for emphasis "—to help you—" he squinted and waved his hand in her direction "—find a guy to have a hot island fling with?"

"Well, yeah. You're the one who said you wanted to look out for a soror. Yada, yada, yada. Help a girl get to know your island… Let bygones be bygones. Blah, blah, blah." She rolled her eyes as she moved her hand to mimic her words.

Even though she had the smooth act on the exterior on the inside she was sweating bullets. If she had a collar on her shirt it probably would have been tight right about then. Instead she just felt a slow heat rising from her neck to her face. Leave it to Jacob to make her feel uneasy and on edge. Agreeing to the car ride was definitely a bad idea.

Jacob couldn't help staring at Leah. He hadn't expected such a request to come from her pretty little mouth. He had actually thought he would have to be creative and find ways to get close to her.

The she-wolf had unwittingly provided him with the perfect in. He wasn't a bit believer in fate. But meeting up with Leah on the plane and having her share her outrageous plans for him to help her find someone to have an island affair with would certainly make a believer out of him. Because the only person little Miss Clearwater was going to be having a fling with in Blake was him.

He would see to it, his wolf seemed to be snarling at the idea of any other guy touching her, his wolf hadn't responded like this since he remembered seeing her in college. It was a feeling he hated and enjoyed all at the same time.

Touching his hand to his chin, he studied her. She seemed to be really flustered even with trying to hide it. He figured she was having second thoughts, and he couldn't allow that. "So, what exactly are you looking for in an island fling?"

"What?" her mouth fell open and he couldn't help noticing the sexy fullness of her lips. To kiss them again would be divine. He couldn't wait.

"You know. What type of guy are you looking for? I think I remember something about your tastes back in college." Boy, did he remember. He wished he could forget. "You like those bow down to whatever you say oh mistress Clearwater types don't you?"

"I… do… not! I mean… normally… I do… but… well…" Uncomfortable didn't even begin to describe the flustered look in her eyes and the quick opening and closing of her luscious mouth.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and then she turned and stared him right in the eye. "That's my usual preference. I have more in common with men who don't live by the notches on their bedposts. My wolf on the other hand prefers…" she gave him a serious eye fuck of a once over before shaking her head and cutting herself off and starting a new sentence. "But for my fling, I'm thinking I'll take a walk on the different side of the street. If only for the week I'm here…"

"Are you sure you can hang? No, offense but you don't look like the wild side type. Definitely, not the fling type."

No, little Leah, you are the until-death-do-us-part type. A guy would have to be silly or ready to play Russian roulette with his bacherlorhood to get into a fling with you. But pass me the gun and label me stupid, because I'm all in.

Jacob tapped the steering wheel as he waited for her response.

She sighed in contemplation. "That's the thing. Usually I'm not. But let's just say I've had an awakening of sorts. And I learned that life doesn't last forever well it might for us but you know what I mean. I also learned that sometimes we should dive ahead into uncharted territory in order to make it possible to move on."

Psychobabble. Somebody's been watching a little too much Dr. Phil.

He would have never thought he would have a reason to thank daytime television. But then he had never thought he would have Leah Clearwater boxed, gift wrapped and handed to him with a bow.

Thank you, Oprah, Dr. Phil, whoever!

"Okay. So what are you looking for?" Trying to hold back the wide grin that threatened to surface proved to be hard work.

"Well… I guess I'm looking for a bad boy. Someone like… well… you…ah…you know, someone who can take me places I have yet to imagine." A small bead of sweat appeared on her brow as she turned away from him. She swallowed several times and then turned back to face him. "I just want to have an experience for once in my life that is totally outside of the norm, totally unlike anything that I would ever do."

Jacob studied the woman sitting next to him, looking for the catch. She had to be playing with him, right? No way was fate that much in his favor. He took a whiff of the sweet island air and smiled. He should have made it back home a lot more often.

"Are you serious about this Clearwater?"

She paused for a moment, fiddling with her seatbelt. After a deep breath she stated, "I have never been more serious about anything in my life."

"Okay, Leah. You have got yourself a deal. I promise you. I won't rest until you have experienced an island fling that will blow your mind and take you to another world."

She didn't need to know at that moment that he had decided that he was going to be the one to take her there and deliver the fling. All she needed to know right then was that she had a helper.

"Great, then… ah… I mean… I know you're visiting your family and all, and I don't want to intrude on their time. " She tried crossing her sexy long legs, but the space in the small sports car didn't allow for much movement. It did allow him to get a good glimpse of her long, shapely limbs and to imagine the ways they could wrap around him.

She licked her lips in a nervous gesture, and he felt a tightening in his gut.

"So if you can't escort me to the spots, just point me in the right direction. Once I find my fling man then I won't need to bother you anymore."

"Oh, I'm sure I can spend time with the family and help you find what you're looking for, as well." Intrigued, Jacob leaned over. "In fact, I think finding the proper man for you to have this little tryst with is going to be super easy. I think I might have someone in mind."

"Really? Well that's wonderful." she smiled.

"I know. I think he's just what you're looking for. Just what you need." he made sure to put emphasis on what she would need.

"Just so long as we're clear that I'm looking for a no-promises, no commitment required, no questions asked fling. I just want to let my hair down and have fun for once in my life. You know?" she asked looking his way with a smirk of her own.

She was too beautiful for words, there was no way he was letting this opportunity escape him, screw pointing her into another guy's arms she was going to be his.

"Yes I know. And like I said, I would even be willing to escort you to the island hot spots and clubs." he had the sudden urge to touch her arm but kept his hands on the steering wheel to keep from doing anything to change her mind.

"Cool. I can't wait Black." she was no longer flustered he noticed.

"Neither can I Clearwater. Neither can I."

The vacation had taken on a very interesting and a promising turn indeed. Jacob pulled back onto the road with a big smile on his face.

Leah doesn't stand a chance with our determined Jake.

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