Who was this kid Seth? He was so persistent, dogging me whenever he and Jacob came to visit.
Oh yeah; I had met Jacob Black.
It had taken Emmett, Jasper and Rosalie to hold me back when I had been introduced to him. I don't remember much more than seeing him and needing to kill.
Renesmee had showed me later on what she had seen and I had been totally shocked by what I had looked like.
My eyes were almost black and I literally looked ready to kill. I was in a crouch, snarling with a death glare on the dark haired, muscle man. "Let go of me," I said in a low guttural tone to Jasper and Emmett. Rosalie had jumped in front of me with her hands on my shoulders.
I glared at her. "Move."
"Listen to me. I totally understand the compulsion and longing to kill Jacob. But you can't."
"Wanna bet?" I spit out and she rolled her eyes.
"I know you're capable of it; but you can't. It would hurt Renesmee."
That had stopped me cold.
Hurt Renesmee? I looked at Rosalie curiously then.
"Look at her," Rosalie instructed and I focused on Mae-Mae. Her brown eyes were hugely wide, full of fear that I was really going to hurt Jacob. She was standing next to his giant form and was clutching his massive hand which swallowed her tiny one and most of her forearm. After a long tense moment I relaxed out of my crouch and stood up. I could not do anything that would hurt Renesmee in any way.
"Stay away from me!" I warned him in a low hiss. He grinned with a brilliant white, beautiful smile but it didn't do anything to me like Seth's did.
When Renesmee finished showing me that, she had looked at me pleadingly. "Please don't kill my Jacob."
"Fine, I won't kill him. But I don't like him."
She had just shrugged and smiled happily. "That's okay. Momma said that he stinks really bad to you and you won't like it. Plus, you can like Seth; he doesn't have an imprint or any girl to like him."
That probably wasn't completely true. I couldn't imagine that there weren't at least a dozen girls that were completely infatuated with Seth. He was hot as hell.
I had dutifully pleased the baby and promised that I would never hurt her Jacob. Yech. I didn't like him. I thought it was perverted that he had imprinted on Mae-Mae when she was first born. I don't care how much he loved her in just a platonic way. It was creepy.
I had learned about imprinting from the others and by eavesdropping in Jacob's mind.
Okay yes, he didn't think about her sexually, but still. Eww!
Over the past couple weeks, Jacob had not avoided me but had given me a wide berth. I avoided him like the plague and if he came too close, even if it was just by accident, a feral snarl would bubble in my chest. He just screamed danger to every instinct I possessed and though everyone in the family said over and over that he would never, ever hurt me, my vampire nature continued to hate him. He was human but he wasn't human and I couldn't figure out just what he and Seth were.
Now Seth was a totally different story with me.
He was happy... ALL THE TIME. He continuously flirted with me but it was never crude or sexist. I just as consistently tortured him, verbally sparring with him at every turn. I cooked all the time now too and Seth was in the kitchen every time he was at the house. Cooking soothed the rage inside whenever Jacob was near the house and the end result was a mountain of food with no one to eat it... except Seth... and Jacob.
I didn't mind Seth eating the food. Yes, I gave him a hard time but I kind of liked that he was totally in love with my chef skills. I had actually made an index card that said 'Go Ahead and Eat Me Seth' and I used it when I was in a particularly bad mood.
For as much as we went back and forth, I actually enjoyed it. It gave me something stimulating more than school and made my stomach feel all fluttery; especially when he got close or smiled at me. I had to catch myself sometimes before I smiled back.
Wouldn't want him to think I liked him or anything.
"Where did you see a sign that said 'go ahead and eat me'?"
I rolled my eyes at Leila's question. She was standing in the middle of the kitchen with her hands on her hips, giving Seth a death glare. He was staring at her with a deer in the headlights look. It had been going on like this for the last two weeks or so.
Seth openly lusted after her and she antagonized him incessantly. I knew she was interested in him to some degree but I could also see the natural revulsion in her when she was first around him. She would hold her breath and give a little involuntary shudder, gritting her teeth until she had become used to the wolf smell.
"You always make extra for me and I left your nice pan alone." Seth grinned at her and she narrowed her eyes.
"Don't even try it!" She marched over to the counter and slammed the cabinet drawer open. It slid right off its track and flew across the room. In a flash Seth had retrieved it and handed it back to her with a repressed smirk. He liked to get under her skin and no matter how many times Emmett and Jasper told him he didn't have a chance, he kept pursuing her.
I had to admit, his tenacity was to be admired considering all the hurdles he would have to overcome. The two of them were natural enemies and were both lethal to the other; her more so than him. Not to mention their smell to each other.
Leila snatched the drawer out of his hands and put it back in its slot after taking out plastic wrap. She carefully covered her ceramic dish that held a decorated cake roll and I made a mental note to buy some containers. I had never really had to worry about proper cookware beyond what we needed for appearance sake.
After stowing the beautiful chocolate cake in the fridge, she glared at Seth again. "Go ahead and eat the rest of that one. At least Jacob won't get any."
That was another thing; she absolutely detested Jacob. She avoided him at all cost and said it was unnatural how he was with Nessie. "He was in love with her mother and then transferred his affections to her newborn daughter. It's weird! Just weird!" had been her exact words.
She also said she didn't know why she disliked Jacob, she just did. "I don't like Seth much either, he just has that smile." I smiled as I remembered her saying that.
"I knew you liked me," Seth said happily and took more cake.
"I don't like you," she hissed and lunged towards him, hand extended.
"Play nice," I chided and she stopped mid-movement. Seth took a huge bite of the dessert and nodded as he chewed. When he swallowed, he gave me one of his sweet smiles.
"I always play nice, she just doesn't like it." He considered Leila for a moment. "Maybe she would like it rough."
Woah! I wouldn't have expected something like that out of innocent little Seth.
"I don't want to play with you period. So shut it or no more food."
He growled at her and she snarled back. I just shook my head and turned to leave the kitchen. "Play nice Leila; I mean it."
I saw Seth move closer to her as I turned the corner. Hmm, I wondered how she would take to that.
I flew up the stairs and Carlisle met me at the door of his office. "How is our little one?" he asked ironically with a little smile. I shook my head with a sigh.
"Going at it with Seth again."
He chuckled. "I think she likes it, the sparring. I think they both like it, otherwise they would avoid each other. She does avoidance well enough with Jacob."
I pressed myself against him subtly with a suggestive smile. "While she is occupied, we could have a little fun. I think we have neglected to break in your office."
He raised one eyebrow. "Now that you mention it, we should immediately rectify that oversight." He pulled me inside and shut the door.
"What are you doing?" I asked Seth suspiciously as he edged closer to me. He set his plate on the counter and stalked me slowly as I inched backwards. My back met the counter where the two ends met and I was effectively trapped as he closed in on me. Putting a hand on the counter on each side of me he leaned close.
"I know you like me. If you didn't I wouldn't bother you so much."
I glared at him. "I don't know what you're referring to. You don't bother me, you just annoy me."
He smiled full force and I sucked in a breath. Damn it! He recognized my reaction immediately and leaned closer to me. He was only inches away now.
"Hold your breath," he said.
"What?" I asked him like he was nuts and he grinned again. Damn, damn, double damn.
"It's the smell. You convince yourself you don't like me because you don't like the way I smell. So hold your breath." He looked me up and down. "Me personally, I don't mind the way you smell. You don't smell as bad as the rest of them; you smell sweet."
I put a hand on his chest to keep him from moving closer to me. "I'm not going to hold my breath indefinitely just because you have a nice smile."
"Aha!" he crowed. "I knew you liked me."
"I like your smile; there's a difference."
"My smile is a part of me," he reasoned and I pushed him back a little.
"This whole conversation is ridiculous."
Seth wiggled his eyebrows. "So let's stop talking."
"Oh puh-lease! That is the worst pick up line e..." My words were abruptly cut off as he pressed his lips to mine. He held me by the upper arms and I was too surprised to resist him. He moved his lips against mine almost hesitantly as if he wasn't too sure what he was doing. When he shifted and his pelvis came into contact with mine, I gasped. He took that as acquiescence and licked my lips before darting his tongue into my mouth. It was unreal.
Up close and personal like this with his hands and mouth on me, I couldn't remember what it was about him I didn't like. The heat of his tongue as it touched mine was like an electrical charge and I rose up on my toes and clenched my legs together. Crazy feelings and sensations rushed through me and somewhere in the back of my mind I thought 'I shouldn't do this'.
He let go of my arms and slid his fingers into my hair, tilting my head slightly as he explored my mouth. It was the first time I had ever done more than give a boy an innocent goodnight kiss so I really didn't have much to compare it with. But even with his obvious inexperience, Seth Clearwater was a really good kisser.
He pulled away and sucked in a breath, watching me for a violent reaction. I stared at him for a second and then my eyes dropped to his lips. I licked my upper lip and looked back into his eyes. When I did nothing more in reaction, he leaned down and kissed me again. This time one of his hands slid down my back and pulled me closer, molding me flush against him.
I didn't realize that I had put a hand on the back of his neck until he lifted me to sit on the counter. He took a step closer, standing between my legs as he continued his hot, deep kiss. He put both hands on my sides and rubbed them up and down, moving around to cup my hips. His thumbs slid under the hem of my shirt and rubbed in little circles on my lower stomach. I jumped at the sensation, the knowledge that his hands were that close to my private place making me squirm.
Holy hell, no wonder my friend Kara was so boy crazy. I hadn't known what I was missing out on before but I was kind of positive that I would have never had this reaction to another boy. My eyes were closed as I just lost myself in his insane hotness.
After an eternity he pulled away to breathe again and I whimpered a tiny bit. My eyes flew wide and I bit my bottom lip. "Oops."
He stared back at me as he breathed hard and then smiled slowly. As worked up as I already was, I felt myself get wet and squirmed uncomfortably on the counter. "They told me no chance," he whispered and I glared playfully at him.
"Yeah, well I still don't like you."
He laughed. "If that is you not liking me, please keep hating me."
I yanked him by his neck and I kissed him this time. He groaned into my mouth and kissed me back with enthusiasm. When I wrapped one of my legs around his waist, his hips thrust towards mine and I shifted against him. He tasted nothing like he smelled. More than anything, he was hot; hot, wet and soft. His lips, tongue, hands; every place he touched me was seared with his heat. I was going up in flames. With reluctance, I toned down the intensity and finally pulled away.
"We really shouldn't do this," I told him and he raised his eyebrows.
"I am really liking doing this," he reasoned and I nodded.
"Yeah, me too, but it doesn't mean we should be doing it."
"Why?" he challenged and I sighed.
"Because, I'm not ready to go any further with anyone. I'm sixteen, not a hundred like the rest of them. Plus, I don't love you and you don't love me." I pretended to think for a second. "Oh yeah, you still have an imprint to find and we're enemies."
He shrugged. "I'm fine with that. I'm only sixteen too. I'm not in any rush to imprint on anyone. I would be happy as hell to just do this."
I considered it for a few seconds. "So no commitment or obligation?"
He grinned widely. "I will take anything you want to give me and I ask for nothing more."
I was silent for several minutes. He was cute and hot with a smile that made my stomach quiver every time. I didn't love him, hell I had only known him thirteen days; but I couldn't deny kissing him had been the most pleasurable experience I had ever had. Well, there was that hunter I fed on... gosh he had tasted so good.
"Fine, we can... date or whatever. But everything stays above the waist only."
"Holy shit! Are you serious?"
I lightly smacked him on the shoulder. "That doesn't give you the right to maul me in public. I'm not a dude like you. I'm a girl, and I'm still human. I want it to be normal."
"Okay, no problem. Whatever you want." He pulled me close again. "Just sealing the deal," he said against my lips.
"Really? In the kitchen!" We whipped apart at the question and looked in stunned silence at Rosalie. She smirked at me and then gave Seth a pointed stare.
"Don't hurt my baby sister mutt."
He shook his head with a little smile. "Wouldn't dream of it. Plus, I'm pretty sure she could hurt me a lot worse."
Rosalie narrowed her eyes. "That's not the hurt I was talking about."
I pushed him away from me without any malice and hopped off the counter. He stepped away respectfully but smiled happily at me.
"Don't look so overjoyed," I told him but it didn't erase it from his face.