A/N: Wow, time certainly can get away from you. I had planned to update this story much earlier, but as usualy work got in the way. Hopefully, I will be able to get the next chapter up really soon to make up for the excessive delay.

Thank you to everyone who reviewed- your support is greatly appreciated.

I struggled writing this chapter for some reason, so I turned to my handy ole' iTunes. The songs that helped me get through this chapter are: I've Been Thinkin'- The Handsome Boy Modelling School feat Cat Power, Nothing's Wrong- Architecture in Helsinki and Do What You Want- Ok Go.

Anyway, here it is, and I hope that it is worth wait :)


Leah stepped into her bedroom, running a hand through her wet hair. Removing her towel, she quickly threw on an old t-shirt and boxer shorts. She was more than ready for bed, exhausted as she had not slept a wink the night before.

'I guess that is what you get for propositioning your...' Leah's thoughts trailed off. What could she call Jacob? They weren't exactly friends. Acquaintance sounded much too proper, considering what they had been up to. Alpha?...she snorted at the thought. Maybe she should start to refer to him as that, just to see the reaction.

Pulling down the covers of her bed, Leah was startled by a loud noise coming from the open bedroom window. Before she had a chance to react, a large figure came tumbling through. For a brief second, Leah considered her belongings and what she could use for a weapon. The options were looking slim...but then she realised who it was.

"Jacob," she hissed. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Uh," he straightened up, running a hand through his hair. "I needed to speak to you."

"And it couldn't wait until tomorrow? You couldn't have called?" She crossed her arms. "Did you really think that climbing through my bedroom window at night was the best course of action?"

"Well," he paused, a cheeky grin appearing on his face. "I haven't really been thinking about the courses of action I have been taking lately...except for one."

Leah took a step towards him. "Which one?" she asked, knowing perfectly well the answer.

"About what you said yesterday, at the beach," Jacob replied. "I've been thinking..."

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Jacob stormed into the house, and straight into the bathroom. Throwing off his swimsuit, he stepped under the steaming hot stream of the shower. What the fuck had just happened? Had he heard Leah right, what she had propositioned? Had she really just got him off with Quil, Seth and Bella in their direct line of sight? It felt so wrong, so sordid and...

'So fucking amazing.' His thoughts went straight back to the water, to the sensation of her gripping his cock....He let out a loud groan, his thoughts causing him to harden almost instantly. He had to stop thinking about this. There was no way that he and Leah could act on her idea...could they?

After spending much too long under the hot water, Jacob was no closer to resolving his confused thoughts. Throwing on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, he made his way into the kitchen. To his dismay, his father was in there, his chair pulled up to the table, chopping vegetables.

"Don't go eating too much," Billy warned. "I am about to get dinner going."

Jacob gave a shrug and opened the fridge. Billy knew perfectly well just how much he was able to eat. Besides, chances were Paul would be there with Rachel. Nothing ever went to waste with him at the table.

As he perused the contents of the refrigerator, Jacob could feel his father's eyes on him. With a sigh, he grabbed an apple and then turned to face the older man. "What?"

Billy's head cocked slightly. "Things on your mind son?"

"Nothing more than usual," Jacon replied, taking a large bite from the apple.

The lines around Billy's eyes deepened. "Jacob, you may think that you can fool me, but I am your father—"

"Dad," Jacob interjected. "Nothing is wrong."

"Something is wrong and you are going to tell me what," Billy replied, his voice rising slightly.

Jacob paused, racking his brains. He had to give Billy some sort of an answer, or else he wouldn't let the topic drop. The last thing Jacob wanted at this point in time was to be on the receiving end of one of Billy's 'missions'.

"Ok, fine," he relented. "I got into an argument with Bella yesterday. I just want to stew over it a little but more before I go over and apologise."

A faint smile crossed Billy's face. "Ok then. That may have happened, but wrong answer."

"What do mean?"

"You have been distracted for a long time, Jacob. Since Sam and Emily's wedding. I have kept quiet long enough, figuring you would get over it. But you haven't. You cannot afford to be distracted Jacob, not with the job you have been chosen to do. So, you are going to sit down at this table and you are going to tell me what is going on or..."

"Or what, Dad? You'll get Paul to force it out of me."

"No, I will get Edward Cullen down here and there will be no forcing needed."

Jacob's eyes narrowed. "Using a leech against your own son, hey?"

Billy shrugged; his action almost identical to the one Jacob gave him earlier. "It just shows what I am willing to do in order to help my son."

"Look," Jacob sighed, slumping down in one of the chairs. "I am not distracted from my patrols. Do you believe me when I say that?"

Billy nodded. "Yes, I do. Now, would you care to explain what is causing issue in the other areas of your life?"

Jacob exhaled loudly. "Dad, I can't..." he paused, but then quickly spoke again when he realised Billy was about to put another two cents in. "Please Dad, trust me. If I could tell you, I would. But I can't...and don't go get all worried and freaked out. I am not involved in anything dangerous or illegal. This is just something that needs to play out a little more before I can speak to you about it. However..."

"What?"

"I, uh...I could use some advice." Billy nodded and so Jacob continued. "Let's say....what if you were given an opportunity..."

"Could you possibly give me a little more detail, Jake?" Billy asked, a small smirk forming on his face.

"Uh, kind of...this opportunity, in the short term, seems like a pretty sweet deal and...and it might actually, in some way, help you...and others." Jacob paused, silently cursing himself for even starting this line of conversation with his father. "But you have no way of knowing what will happen in the long run. You know that there is a very good chance that it could blow up in your face...but there may also be a chance that it won't."

Billy stared at him for several moments, his expression completely bewildered. "Ok...I am assuming you want advice on whether to take this opportunity...whatever it may be." Jacob nodded. "Are you sure that there are no more specifics you can give me about this 'opportunity'?"

"Nope," Jacob replied. "Sorry Dad."

"Look Jacob, I have absolutely no idea what you were just talking about," Billy started. "But what I do know is that too often people live in the future. Too many decisions are made considering the 'maybe' and the 'what if'. Yes, sometimes that needs to happen, but sometimes you just have to live in the now. There is nothing more disappointing that looking back and having regrets caused by hesitation. From what you were saying, Jake, I think that maybe you need to consider living for now."

Jacob nodded slowly, turning his head away from his father. Live for now. In the back of his mind he heard a chuckle. He could only imagine the look on Billy's face if he ever discovered what he had just advised his son to do.

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Leah arched an eyebrow. "Thinking? And what conclusion did you come to?"

"That it was probably the most stupid fucking idea I have ever heard," Jacob replied bluntly. "That there were so many issues with us getting involved in that way. That our lives were complicated enough. That we don't even like each other all that much."

"So it's a no, then?" Leah said and shrugged. "Ok then, like I said, it was only a suggestion—"

"I'm not saying no, Leah," Jacob interrupted.

"Then what the fuck are you saying, Jake?" Leah demanded, throwing her hands up. In a moment he had crossed the room, grabbed her by the waist and pushed back down onto her bed.

"I am saying that I am sick of thinking things over," he said, positioning himself over her body. "I am sick of thinking period. With you, I don't need to think. You were right when you said that we could help each other. I am saying yes to your...suggestion, or whatever the fuck we want to call it."

Leah grabbed him by the shirt, pulling him closer, but stopping just before their lips met. "If we are going to do this, we need to set some boundaries."

"Name them."

"We treat each other as we always have- especially around others. This...arrangement cannot become public knowledge."

Jacob nodded. "Fine."

"No attachments or this will get weird. No staying the night- this is not a relationship and if we start treating it that way, things will only get weird."

"Uh huh," Jacob murmured, attempting to nuzzle her neck. "Can you shut up now?"

"Fine," Leah said with a grin, pushing her lips into his. With a low moan, Jacob ran his tongue along her bottom lip before plunging it into her mouth. Leah happily reciprocated, curling her own tongue around his and wrapping her arms around his body, pulling him closer to her. As the kiss grew more urgent, Jacob reached down to the waistband of Leah's shorts, tugging at the elastic. She lifted her hips off the bed to allow him to pull them off with more ease.

"Now this isn't fair," she said with a small laugh, reaching for the fly on his shorts. "We gotta even things up."

"As you wish," he murmured, moving his hands and pushing her t-shirt up, so that her breasts were exposed. As Leah fumbled with his button, he brought his mouth down and began to suck on one of her nipples.

Leah finally got his shorts undone, and used her feet to hurriedly slide them down his legs. "Enough of that," she said, ripping his mouth from her chest and pulling him up so that they were eye to eye. "I want fucking more." With that, she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him close to her. She could feel him, hard and ready, and let out an impatient groan. Jacob did not hesitate, entering her immediately.

"Ohh," he moaned, burying his face into her neck as he moved in and out. "You feel so fucking good."

Leah slid her hands down his body, using them to accentuate his movements. "Harder Jake," she breathed. "Harder."

He complied, increasing his thrusts and plunging deeper into her. She could feel his hot breath on her neck, coinciding with her own. "Leah...god, I'm not...I can't..."

"Don't stop," she whispered, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts. He let out a loud groan in response, his movement increasing in speed. He managed several more, before letting out a loud guttural moan. With one final thrust, she felt him release inside of her, and he fell down on her, his body slack.

They lay there like that, trying to catch their breaths. After several minutes had passed, Jacob rolled off Leah, laying flat on his back next to her. "So..."

She looked over at him. "What?"

"We are really going to do this?"

She reached over, slapping him lightly on the upper arm. "I thought that you said you were sick of over thinking everything."

"I'm not over thinking...I'm just commenting," he said, a slow grin forming on his face.

"Right," Leah snorted. "Look, can I give you a piece of advice?"

"I am probably going to regret this answer, but yes."

"You need to start taking some fucking action in your life- and stay strong in your decisions. Whatever this is between us, it is an action that we have decided to take. Just go with it- and start doing it in other areas of your life."

Jacob looked directly in her eyes. "And are you going to start following your own advice?"

She nodded slowly. "I am going to try."

'Right." Jacob stood from the bed, pulling his shorts up. "Well, I guess that I should be going- we don't want to go breaking the rules too early, hey?"

Leah watched as she fastened the fly on his shorts, and then reached out, grabbing his hand. "Wait."

He turned to her, his expression surprised. "What?"

With a sly grin, she pulled his hand down and in between her legs. "If you think that you are leaving without finishing what you started, then you have another thing coming, Jacob Black."

Jacob laughed, moving closer to her. He was more than happy to oblige.