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Chapter 12 – Seth's Story

Seth's POV

"I know it's your weekend to have the kids," my ex-wife Angela hurriedly stated. "But Ben's aunt and uncle are celebrating their fiftieth wedding anniversary and the family is throwing them a surprise party."

I pinched the bridge of my nose tiredly. "So when will I get to see the kids then?"

"If it's all right with you, maybe you could take them on Monday," she said. "School starts up soon so they aren't going to have many free days in the near future."

"All right," I replied. I guessed one day was better than nothing.

"Thanks Seth," Angela said in a relieved tone.

"Sure," I responded, trying to sound peppy. "Are they around? Can I talk to them for a minute?"

"Err…Laura's at her friend's house right now, and Ben took Cameron to the soccer field so Cam could get in some practice time."

Well, bully for Ben, I wanted to snap. Instead, I remarked, "Fine, give them my love."

We said our goodbyes and I hung up the phone. I went to the window of my office at Jacob's Garage and looked outside. I didn't want to feel jealous that Ben was spending time with my son, but Cameron had gotten into soccer because of me. It was kind of our thing…something to bond over the every other weekend I saw him. And I really didn't like Ben taking that away from me, even if he was only being a good step-dad to my son.

Feeling disappointed and out of sorts, I decided to call Jacob. Maybe we could hang out tonight, though going by how things looked between him and Renesmee at Collin's party a few days ago, it was pretty much a guarantee that he'd be spending this weekend with her.

I was glad for him. I knew that might seem weird to some people considering I was Jacob's soon to be ex-brother-in-law, but Jacob was a great guy who deserved some happiness. From the moment I heard that Leah and Jake were getting married, I knew it was a mistake. They weren't compatible. More importantly, they weren't in love with one another.

I tried to tell my sister that. But Leah was always the type who wanted what others had. If I got a toy for Christmas, she would throw a tantrum unless she got one too.

She had a boyfriend in high school, Sam Uley. They fought all the time and mutually decided to break up. Years later, he met and fell in love with our cousin, Emily. Leah had absolutely no interest in Sam at that point, but as soon as she heard that Emily and Sam were together, she had done everything she could to win him back. She'd even shown up naked in his bed the night right after he and Emily had formally announced their engagement. Sam had been furious and called me to come get her.

I think that's why she pursued Jacob the way that she did. When we were younger, she, Jake, and Bella had all run in the same circle. Jake had adored Bella. He never looked twice at another girl. And that pissed my sister right off. So when Leah had her chance to seduce Jacob, she took it. It was by sheer chance that she got pregnant.

Going over to my desk, I picked up the phone to call Jacob. He answered on the third ring.


"Hey Jake, it's Seth."

"Seth, how's it going? How's the office?"

"Same old, same old. Profits are up, so you know we're keeping busy. I was actually calling to see if you wanted to hang out tonight."

"I thought you had the kids this weekend."

I grimaced, but told him, "I was supposed to, but they're playing happy family with Ben's relatives this weekend."

I tried to pass it off lightheartedly, but the bitterness was obvious even to my own ears.

"Sorry to hear that, Seth," Jake said sympathetically.

"It's okay," I replied. "Anyway, did you have plans?"

"Actually I do," Jacob returned. "Nessie and I are leaving for Seattle in a little while."

I smiled at that. "So things are going good between you two?"

"I hope so," he muttered, almost to himself. "I mean, she just broke up with her boyfriend last weekend, so we're taking things slow. The thing is, Seth…I really care about Ness. I just get the feeling that she doesn't believe me when I tell her I want to be in a relationship with her. That's kind of what this weekend is all about."

"So you're going to tell her you love her this weekend?" I asked.

"I didn't say love," Jake replied quickly. "But things might be headed that way."

I rolled my eyes. Who was he seriously trying to kid? It was obvious to anyone who ever met Jacob and Renesmee that they loved each other. I'd always guessed that Nessie had been in love with Jake most of her life. And the way Jake talked about her…especially the last couple of years. It didn't take a genius to know that he worshipped her. They seemed to be the only two people who were clueless.

"Whatever, Jake," I answered him drolly. "What's this weekend about then if you aren't going to fess up to loving her?"

"We're going to tell Bella and Edward that we're dating."

I snorted. "Make sure you wear a bulletproof jacket. Bella will probably be cool with it, but I can see Edward flying through the roof."

"I'm not worried about Edward," Jake replied confidently. "I'm just not sure how Bella will take it."

"Ah…you mean because you used to boink her and now you're boinking her daughter."

"There is no boinking going on between Ness and me," Jacob said waspishly.

"Yeah, but there will be," I assured him. And just to give him a hard time, I added, "It's kind of creepy when you think about it."

"Was there something else you wanted?" Jake snapped causing me to chuckle.

"Nah, have fun this weekend."

"What are your plans?" he asked.

"Don't know yet. I'll probably just hang around the house and watch movies."

"Sounds kind of pathetic."

"Ouch," I replied. "We can't all have barely legal, hot physical therapy assistants at our beck and call, you know."

"Renesmee is twenty-two," Jake replied snippily. "That's more than barely legal."

"I don't know why you're getting so defensive," I stated innocently. I heard Jacob huff and then he chuckled.

"Remind me again why I socialize with you?" he asked.

"Because I'm just too damned cute to ignore," I joked.

"Sure, sure," Jake snickered. "Hey listen, if you're bored, you can always come over to the house and use the pool. Jenny will be here."

Upon hearing that news, my stomach dropped down to my feet and proceeded to tap dance.

"Hmm…maybe I'll do that," I said as casually as I could. "Have a good trip and give Renesmee a big, wet, sloppy kiss with tongue for me."

"I swear to God, if you were in front of me right now, I'd deck you," Jake said with a laugh. "Talk to you later."

We disconnected the call, and I went back to my window. If I showed up at Jake's house, there was a good chance that Jenny wouldn't even let me set a toe inside. I sighed wearily and rested my head against the cool glass.

It wasn't easy to be around Jenny. At one time, our relationship had been as easy as breathing. Jenny came to work for Jake shortly after he and Leah married. I'd noticed her right away with her dark blonde hair, cool looks, and blunt manner. She wasn't classically beautiful, but there was just something about her that made it hard for me to look away from her. Of course, I was still married to Angela at the time I'd met Jenny. I was a good husband though. I never cheated, even if Jenny could tempt a saint with her vivacious curves.

My marriage to Angela had started falling apart before I met Jen. Angela and I simply realized we didn't love each other anymore. And no matter how much counseling we had, we just couldn't ignite the flame again. The more my marriage began to disintegrate, the more time I spent at Leah and Jacob's.

They were both wonderful to me, even Leah. Leah wasn't a bad person; she was just incredibly selfish and self-centered at times. But during the darkest times of my life, she was there for me. When Angela had told me she wanted a "trial separation," I spent even more time at my sister's. Leah had been sympathetic and let me crash in their spare room whenever I needed to. She and Jake never considered it an imposition, even though they were still in the honeymoon stage of their marriage at that time. It couldn't have been easy having me around, but neither of them complained. Maybe having me there was a relief to them. Though Leah had been pregnant at the time with their baby, it was obvious that their marriage wasn't a joyous one.

But while I sought out my sister and brother-in-law's company, after awhile it was really Jenny that I'd go to see. Even when I was at my lowest, she had a way of making me feel invincible. As months drifted into a year, I became more and more addicted to her.

I was careful to never act inappropriately in front of my sister, especially after she lost the baby. To Leah, image was everything. There was no way in hell she'd ever let Jenny continue to work for her if she had a clue how fascinated I had become with the "help." I knew Leah would've fired Jen. And I couldn't risk that. Jenny had become too important to me.

Things finally came to a head the night my divorce became finalized. While Angela and I had needed to go our separate ways before things got ugly between us, the idea of not getting to see my kids every day broke my heart. I knew they were hurting over the divorce, and that caused me more pain than the dissolution of the marriage itself.

I'd gone to Seattle that night with every intention of getting drunk. I went to the first random bar I could find and drank until I went numb. Too intoxicated to drive, I'd hired a taxi and gone over to Leah and Jacob's. And that was the night I irrevocably fucked up any chance I had with Jenny…

I tipsily trudged into the building that housed Jake and Leah's penthouse condo.

"Good evening, Mr. Clearwater," the security guard greeted professionally.

"Hi ya," I mumbled before making my way into the elevator. Once I stumbled inside, I heard a buzz indicating that the guard had given me clearance to go up to the secured top floor. The elevator doors closed and I had to grab onto the rail to avoid falling over as it shot up. It soon came to a halt and the doors opened. I wobbled into the lobby.

"Hello," I called out. I heard light footsteps and then Jenny appeared.

"Hi," she said in surprise.

"Hey," I replied before looking around. "Leah and Jake here?"

"No, they went out. Leah went with her friends to a club," she told me in a disapproving tone she didn't attempt to hide. "And Jacob is spending the night at Edward and Bella's place."

"Oh…well, shit," I muttered. I took a step and almost fell on my face. Jenny quickly came over to me and wrapped her arm around my waist. Her nose wrinkled as she caught a whiff of me.

"You smell like a brewery," she stated disgustedly.

"I sure as hell should," I said as I leaned heavily on her. "Jen, you're looking at a newly single man. I was out celebrating my official divorce."

How I didn't slur my speech was beyond me. Maybe I was starting to sober up. That didn't mean I was ready to let go of Jenny though. My arm tightened on her shoulder. She turned sympathetic eyes on me.

"I'm sorry about that," she told me.

"Are you?" I questioned, trying not to feel disappointed. It was pathetic considering I was only just divorced, but I kind of wanted her to be happy about my single status.

"Well, you aren't happy, are you?" she asked.

I frowned. I honestly didn't know.

"I'm going to miss seeing my kids," I admitted. "Cameron's so young, he won't even remember a time when his parents were married. But Laura keeps asking me why I'm not around anymore. I hate that."

"Kids are pretty resilient," Jenny told me comfortingly. "And so are you. You're an incredibly strong person, Seth."

I glanced down at her and found her staring back at me with an expression on her face that my alcohol-induced brain struggled to recognize. I found myself not wanting to look away. She smiled gently back.

"Why don't I make you some coffee?" she offered.

"Sure." I nodded. "Coffee might not be a bad idea right now."

We went into the kitchen and she helped me to the table. I watched her every move as she got the coffee brewing and started slicing up some French bread and cheese. She carried the food over to me.

"Why don't you try to eat something," she instructed. I complied and began to eat. After a while, the lightheadedness caused from the alcohol began to dissipate. Jenny handed me a cup of strong coffee which I sipped gratefully.

"How'd you get here?" she asked as she took a drink from her own mug.

"Taxi," I explained as I ate some more bread.

"Well, you should probably crash here tonight," Jenny said with a thoughtful expression. "I don't think you should be out driving."

"Yeah, probably not a good idea," I replied with a grin. At this point, I was feeling completely sober. I still wasn't ready to go. I didn't want to leave Jen…not in that moment. She looked at me, her eyes searching, before she glanced at the table, a frown forming on her delicate features.

"I guess I should go make the bed." She got up and started to walk by me. I reached up and grabbed her wrist before she could move any further.

"Don't go," I begged. Logically, I knew what I wanted to happen wasn't a good idea. I was still feeling too raw over the divorce. But now that I was in Jenny's company, I couldn't bear the idea of her leaving me, even if it was for a few minutes.

"Seth…what do you expect to happen between us tonight?" she asked, blunt as always.

"I don't know," I whispered as I stood up, towering over her. "Maybe this…"

I leaned down and brushed her mouth lightly with mine. The mere touch of her lips set me on fire. I deepened the kiss, encircling her body in my arms. Just as the kiss began to take on a more powerful urgency, she broke away from my grasp.

With a shaking breath, she shook her head. "Seth, you're drunk."

"I can tell you with absolute certainty that I've never felt more sober in my life," I told her and pulled her back to me.

She offered a token resistance, before she wrapped her arms around me. I moved my own arms so that they were nestled against her spine. The feel of her against me, her body curvy and so incredibly feminine, made me harden instantly. I ended our kiss so that I could move my mouth along her jaw and neck, sucking and tasting the skin there. My hands went to her blouse, undoing the buttons as fast as I could. Once I removed the garment, her bra and my shirt soon followed. We shuddered as our naked chests came together. Picking Jenny up by the backs of her thighs, I placed her on the table and bent my head so that I was level with her breasts. Kneading one with my hand, I teased her other breast with my mouth, lapping and nipping at her rosy tip.

Jenny wrapped her legs around me, bringing my arousal eagerly against the junction of her thighs. While my mouth continued to revere her womanly curves, our lower halves began to move together, building a friction that was magnificently painful. Needing more, my hands went to her pants at the same time she reached for mine.

Just as my teeth scraped her nipple again, Jenny threw her head back and moaned, "Seth…get my purse."

"What?" I asked in confusion.

"On the counter…hurry."

I reluctantly pulled away and grabbed her bag. When I turned around it was to find that Jenny had stripped off her pants and underwear. I stopped mid-step as I stared at her in her bare glory. I wanted to bury my face between her legs and worship her like she deserved, but I didn't think my body could wait. Handing her the purse, I tentatively touched between her legs, gently cupping her heated mound with my hand.

"Oh God," Jenny moaned as she began to squirm against my questing fingers. Biting her lip, she reached inside her bag and pulled out a condom.

"You keep these in stock?" I asked, half-jokingly.

"You never can be too careful nowadays," she replied, but didn't look ashamed. I smiled as I took the condom from her and pushed my jeans out of the way along with my boxers.

"Are you ready?" I questioned as I moved between her thighs.

"Yes," she said breathlessly, shifting to a better position on the table, spreading her legs welcomingly.

Rolling the rubber on, I placed myself at her entrance and pushed in slowly. I didn't hurry. I wanted to prolong the experience for as long as I could. Jenny, however, had other ideas. She wrapped her legs tightly around my back. With one hand gripping the table, she reached between us and began to fondle my exposed hardness. Feeling her hand on me sent me over the edge. I began to pound into her, right on Jacob and Leah's kitchen table. It didn't take long before we both went toppling over the edge. When I finally stopped shuddering, I slowly pulled away.

"I love you, Seth," she murmured tiredly. "I have for a long time now."

I froze…and then I did the unthinkable. With my divorce and my kids' heartache suddenly foremost in my mind, I said, "This was sex, Jen. Very enjoyable sex, but nothing more than that. I'm not looking for anything else. Certainly not with you."

Jenny went from looking happy to horrified in the space of a few seconds. With a sob, she grabbed her clothes and ran out of the room.

Of course, it was only after Jenny left that I realized how much I'd messed up. I had run after her, but it was too late. She wouldn't talk to me, and when morning came, Leah was home and I wasn't able to get any alone time with Jenny.

Instead of trying for a relationship with her, I took some time to heal from my divorce. The first year after my marriage ended, I lived like a hermit, only going out to eat and work. The year after that, I went on a binge of sexual exploration. I slept with as many women as I could. Not one single experience was one-tenth of what I'd experienced with Jen. It was after I had slept with one of those faceless women that something dawned on me. I never got much satisfaction, because there was only one woman I wanted.

I wanted Jenny. Once I realized that, I pursued her with everything I had in me. But by then, she didn't want anything to do with me. She'd heard gossip about me. I had developed a reputation as a womanizer. She had even told me one time when I asked her to give me a second chance that I had become someone she couldn't respect. I never touched another woman after that conversation. I watched the occasional porn movie to get some release, but that was it.

I'd been so hopeful when she came to La Push to help Jacob. She had gotten good at avoiding me over the past few years. But I thought when she came to live on the rez that it was a sign she was finally willing to give me another shot. What a joke that turned out to be. On the days she had off, she went out with friends or family. Once I went into Forks and even caught her on a date when some random local. I went home and hit my punching bag for an hour after I saw that. It truly sucked ass to realize you were in love with someone who couldn't stand the sight of you.

Pulling my thoughts from the past, I went back to my desk and worked, keeping an impatient eye on the clock on my desk. When it was almost five o'clock, I decided to leave for the day. Hitting the drive-thru at the local fast food restaurant, I went home and ate a hasty meal. Around six, I decided that I was restless and needed to go for a swim. Grabbing my swim trunks, I got in my car and headed towards La Push. The closer I got to Jake's house, the more nervous I became.

What would Jenny say when I got there? I had tried asking her out a few weeks ago, but she had rejected me. The damn woman was the most stubborn creature ever to be put on the planet. That still didn't mean I was willing to give up.

Pulling into Jake's driveway, I put the car into park, and then cupped my hand over my mouth for a quick breath check. Deciding that I smelled okay, I got out of the vehicle and made my way to the front door, giving it a tentative knock. Jenny answered minutes later.

"Jacob's not here," she said immediately, looking at me wearily.

"I know that," I replied as casually as I could, my stomach twisting with tension.

"Then why are you here?"

"Jake said I could use his pool," I explained.

"Hmph," was her only response. She stepped back and let me in. I silently sighed with relief.

I followed closely behind. When she suddenly stopped, I ran into her. She would have fallen, but I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to me so that her back was against my chest.

"Sorry about that," I said close to her ear, not letting her go.

"That's okay," she said, her hand going to mine where she tugged my fingers off her body. "The pool is that way."

She pointed in the direction down the hall and went into the kitchen.

"You want to join me?" I asked with a wiggle of my eyebrows.

She glared at me. "I'm not here to entertain you. I'm here to work."

"Ah, but the boss isn't here," I reminded her. "Come on, Jen."

"No," she said firmly before she went back to whatever she was doing. It looked like she was making a pie. I tried not to get frustrated as she effectively shut me out, but I finally snapped, her indifference making me lose my temper.

"Why did you come to La Push if it wasn't for me?"

"Excuse me?" she asked in disbelief.

"For years, you've avoided getting anywhere near me since the night we slept together. And now you transfer to a job that's only thirty minutes from where I live?"

Jenny stiffened…a really bad sign that I just pushed her past her tolerance level. She came over to me angrily, poking me hard in the chest.

"First off, a quick lay on the kitchen table does not constitute as 'sleeping' together. Secondly, I know this might be too much for your big, fat, oversexed ego to comprehend, but did you ever think that perhaps I came to La Push, because my boss was paralyzed in an accident? And that maybe…and I know this is really crazy…but maybe I thought Jacob might need my help."

Her face was red at this point, her breasts heaving in her indignation. I wanted to grab her, throw her onto the kitchen island, and finish what we started all those years ago. I tried very hard to keep my face passive.

"You know, you're beautiful when you're pissed," I told her.

"Fuck off, Seth," she replied before turning away from me.

Okay, so not the great start I was looking for. Still, I guessed it was a good sign that I could get under her skin so easily. That must mean that she wasn't as indifferent to me as she pretended.

I tried again. "Look, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what I just said. I know you didn't come to La Push for me. You've got too big of a heart to not help Jacob when he needed you the most. And I'm sorry for hurting you that night—"

"You've apologized before for that," Jenny reminded me with a bittersweet smile. "And as I told you before, it's in the past."

I moved so that I was next to her. "Jen, I don't want it to be in the past. I was in a bad place that night, but I've changed since then—"

"Sure you've changed," she interrupted again. "You went from being married to sleeping with half the state of Washington."

I tried to reach out to her but she moved away. Frustrated, I grabbed her arm and turned her so that she had to look at me.

"Okay…I fucked up. I get that. I didn't handle my divorce well. I was messed up and you got caught in the middle of that. I pushed you away and…"

I let her go and walked away. Jenny followed me.

"What?" she asked when I didn't continue.

I ran a hand through my hair before I confessed in a ragged tone, "I didn't want to care for you, okay? I didn't want to care for anyone after my marriage failed. I pushed you away because I knew you'd be too important to me. Hell, you were already too important and I wasn't ready for that. So I slept with a bunch of women to try to forget you. Not Angela…you!"

I turned and faced her. "You remember four years ago, when you said I was a womanizer and you couldn't respect what I had become? I haven't touched a woman since then."


I saw the indecisiveness on her face. I knew she was weakening. I pressed my advantage.

"Look, why don't you and I just hang out tonight. No pressure and if you still want to kick me in the face by the time I leave, then I'll never bother you again. Can we do that at least?"

She looked at me with a frown before looking back at the kitchen counter. Waving at it, she said nonchalantly, "I'm baking a pie."

"I'm really good at cutting up fruit," I promised. She smiled a little at that and I felt my heart soar.

"The apples are in the fridge," she said. Grinning, I grabbed the fruit out of the refrigerator and began to peel the amount Jenny told me she needed.

"So what do you think about Renesmee and Jacob dating?" I asked.

"I'd say it's about time," Jenny said, looking at me over her shoulder.

"Yeah," I agreed. "I think it's well past time."

She looked at me for a moment, her eyes silently acknowledging that my comment wasn't about Jake and Ness. We continued to talk for the next few hours. Jenny relaxed the more we chatted, our conversation as easy as it was years ago. Finally around midnight, I decided to leave.

"I had fun," I told her in a hopeful tone as I made my way to the front door.

"Yeah, me too," Jenny said. "Good night."

"Good night," I responded in a disappointed tone. If I was looking for a sign that she had forgiven me, I didn't get it. I was halfway down the walkway when I heard her call my name.


"Yeah?" I asked as I turned to look at her.

She shifted nervously before saying, "Jake and Ness are going to be gone all weekend. If you're not doing anything tomorrow, why don't you come back and try a piece of that pie."

I felt my face light up.

"I'd like that."


Please let me know your thoughts on Seth's story. Jake and Ness's conversation with Bella and Edward is up next!