Chapter 4: My Racing Heart

Stiles was enjoying lounging on his best friend's couch. With Scott and his mom being two of his most favorite people on the planet and not having a mom, it made it that much easier to want to come and hang out there. There were times that he even thought there might be some chemistry between his dad and Scott's mom but hey, that was for them to figure out. Not that he would mind, it would be cool, and wasn't Scott a brother already?

Scott and his mom had just left to buy some food for taco night and judging by the disagreement over what to buy he figured it would be a while. That is until he heard the door open and close. It could be any number of people, especially from the pack, so Stiles made sure to pay attention to the footsteps of whoever just entered. It didn't take long for him to smell her flowery scent and hear the sound of clicking high heels. He was ecstatic, as she was in his thoughts, l00 times more after that kiss they just shared. But, it wasn't just about Chemistry, her keen intelligence and protective shell offered so much more than just looks. Stiles could always see through the façade of her designer handbag and perfectly formed hair and outfits.

He decided to let her find out on her own that he was here. It didn't take long for her to enter the darkened living room. Her soft voice called out if anyone was there. Somebody was there alright, not that she would be happy. When her leg walked by the couch, his hands quickly curved around her waist.

"Oh,my gawd Stiles!"

He didn't remove his hands and kept a close grip. "Perfect timing."

His other hand gently went from her shoulder to her left hand. She could feel tiny tingles run down her body. He was making her nervous, which was an unusual and unsettling feeling. His smile was boyishly sexy and his twinkling eyes really showed his interest in her.

"Stiles, what has gotten into you lately?" she exclaimed.

Stiles gave her a beaming smile and rose up his eyebrows. "Chemistry, you know what they say opposites attract. And you know you can't resist THIS (he pointed to his body jokingly).

Lydia literally scoffed at that one as she tried to remove her hand from his grip. She couldn't believe the confidence that was oozing out of Stiles but like usual, he was trying to make her laugh as well.

"Hey, we are both single right now, so why don't we have some fun? Not too much fun, I warn you, as I'm not the type to sleep around."

"Ever, right?"

"Hey, there is nothing wrong with wanting to be more than a toss in the sheets, okay? I am choosing to have it with someone who truly cares about me."

She smiled at him. "I'm just teasing. Yeah, I get your point but are you sure you can handle THIS?" Her hands mimicked his action earlier.

He laughed pulling her next to him. For a second they both laughed, that is until Stiles saw those lovely eyes and smile stare at him. This time, he was gentler as he brought his lips to hers. It was sort of unnerving as Lydia kept those big eyes open while he kissed her. It made him much more physically aware of the surroundings. What was she staring at, or what in the hell was she thinking? At the same time, he was so thankful that a beautiful girl was attracted to a guy like him.

It seemed like forever, the deep kisses they shared, so full of passion, he could have kissed her forever. And while he kissed her, his hands roamed the soft strands of her hair, down her slender back, and held her beautiful face in the palm of his hands. Lydia did the same, running her slender fingers through his messy hair, and muscled chest. She could not stop. It was feverish, out of the world, and mesmerizing. Her lips were swollen from his kisses. And for Lydia, it was the first time that she had such a prolonged make-out session without going to second base. Yet, in an odd way, it was even better. What was Stiles doing to her?

The sound of a key turning in the door knob alerted Stiles. He quickly planted one more firm kiss on her lips while straightening his and her clothing. They sat up and Stiles turned the light on. A few seconds later, Scott and his mom walked in carrying the groceries. Momma McCall saw their reddened faces from their kisses and gave Scott a funny look of surprise, delight, and hope she doesn't get pregnant all rolled in one. Needless to say, she was shocked but for Scott, he again was beaming over the development of his best friend finally getting his dream girl.

Melissa reached for Lydia's hand and asked for more help in the kitchen. It was a good tactic, keeping them off each other and Stiles knew better to try any funny business now that she was here. Normally, he wouldn't have any way out of respect for Melissa, but Lydia always made him do things that he wouldn't normally do.

He leaned back into the couch and smiled. Scott laughed throwing a pillow at him. "You guys are out of control. My wolf radar is going off the chart!"

"I'm just along for the ride, as long as it lasts", Stiles said with a sigh.

"Hopefully, a long one. Now, let's get up and set the table before we get creamed."

After that night, the next two weeks were crazy. They couldn't keep their hands and lips off each other, whether it was a hidden spot in school, or Stiles moving closer to her during a study lesson, or a quick squeeze of the hand under the table. It was apparent to everybody but Lydia and Stiles, that they were mad about each other. The best part for the pack, was seeing the ease of laughter in Lydia's face, as she was much more relaxed and carefree and also, for Stiles, who seemed to be getting more confident and handsome with each passing day. For many girls, they were regretting not seeing how attractive he had always been, with those dark eyes, sense of humor, and striking smile.

Yet, Lydia was questioning her judgment. When had she ever waked up thinking about the same guy that she had dreamed about all night? It was like she was a newer version of herself that was programmed differently...so happy, carefree, and something that she couldn't quite name or want to name for that matter. She had so much to think about, but her pounding heart was making it hard to think about anything else. The boy with the big heart and smile, and nerdiness was impacting her in a way she had never imagined. It was like somebody unzipped a hidden part of her heart.