I got sucked up in Criminal Minds and Dr. Spencer Reid. I'd say I'm sorry but have you seen the show? A bunch of hot guys in FBI vests, how can you go wrong? Anyway here's chapter 8…

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"What's going on out here?" Lavon asked coming out of his house. "Oh, Lavon's interrupting something." He grinned. I dropped Wade's shirt as if it caught on fire and backed away.

"Nothing." I said while smoothing out my shirt.

"Just trying to prove a point." Wade smirked.

"Prove away." He laughed, shaking his head before he disappeared inside.

"Now where were we?" Wade asked pulling me up against him, placing a finger through a belt hoop. He looked down at me with his signature Wade grin before he grabbed my chin lifting it up to bend his head down to kiss me. I felt like a wheat field catching on fire; the smallest spark and my whole body was set a blazed. I moaned as I wrapped my arms around his neck, tangling my fingers in his hair as I pressed his head closer to mine. His hand dropped from my chin to join the other one placed on my hip yanking me closer to him so that not even paper could manage to squeeze between us. I could feel his abs and other hard things pressing against me and I whimpered for more. Finally we broke apart to breathe. I rested my head on his shoulder unable to look at him.

"You were saying?" He said, breathing heavily. My head perked up at his voice.

"I'm fine. I could walk away right now; I'm not the one with the growth problem." I exhaled.

"So that moan earlier for more, that was what?" He teased.

"I never asked for more Kinsella, you're dreaming that." I shot back.

"It was implied." He shrugged.

"Of course it was." I retorted finally able to catch my breath.

"You've been telling yourself and trying to convince your body, how bad the two of us would be if we hooked up, but now that you've experienced just a little bit at how it could be you realized just how wrong you are." He grinned cockily.

"You're wrong." I huffed.

"Am not, I hit a bull's-eye!" He chuckled.

"No, you didn't." I lied.

"Does that frustrate you? That I got you dead on?" He badgered.

"You know what I think? You're trying to turn this on me so the focus isn't on yourself. For the first time you don't have the girl hanging off of your every word and that scares you. You're afraid you've lost your touch." I fired back at him getting all up in his face.

"Sweetie you don't scare me." He smiled down at me.

"Argh! You are so unreasonable. I hate you!" I hollered at him hitting his chest with my fist.

"Not as much as I hate you!" He yelled back grabbing my belt hoop again and shaking me.

"I doubt it!" I screamed. One second we were glaring at each other, the next we were stuck together forcibly kissing one another. My lips would be bruised and swollen later but I didn't care. I broke apart gasping for air but that didn't stop him. He left a trail of kisses down my chin, to my neck, and now my collarbone which he was sucking, surely leaving a hickey.

"God, I hate you." I moaned repeating myself. Although with the way he kissed me, I doubted it was true.

"That's it." He replied picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.

"Hey!" I protested. "What are you doing?" I asked pounding on his back with my fists.

"Do you ever shut up?" He asked, ignoring my question. I heard a door slam and then another, before I realized we were now in his bedroom. He threw me down on his bed before climbing on top of me, holding my wrists behind my head.

"What are you doing?" I asked again, even though I had a pretty good idea of what he had in mind.

"Proving myself right." He answered before leaning down to kiss me.

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Well I know it's been a while but what do you think? I hope to have a new chapter for Lavon Knows Best up as soon as it's done, I'm half way there. Please review, thank you (: