Author's Note: Hey guys, I know its been ages. Just a little holiday present from my side :D Hope you enjoy it.

She wrestles him down to the carpet, pining his hands above his head, her knees clenched on either side of his hips. A grin, no, a smirk, is plastered on her face as she holds him down.

"You were saying?"

"Alright." he grudgingly admits. "You can pin me down."

She laughs and rolls off.

He pulls her onto his lap and sighs, content. "You're inhumanly strong for a girl, Leah. Has anyone ever told you that?"

Her hand whips out to smack him. "Doh. It's comes with the werewolf package, remember?"

He smiles. "I bet if there were other girlie- wolves, they'd kick your ass."

She twists around in his lap so she can face him.

"Or really? Other female wolves? And how would that affect you, Jacob Black?"

He shrugs, "Oh, I dunno. Hot, fine females who strut around the forest half- dressed... I'm just saying, I wouldn't complain."

She bares her teeth in what is most definitely not a smile. "And I'm not enough, you ass?"

It's a testament to how little she listens to or cares about their thoughts by the fact that she hasn't figured out that to average male, there is no limit when it comes to good looking women.

Snorting, she says. "So much for unique being special, eh?"

He loves the fact he can make her jealous so easily.

He rolls over, pining her beneath him. Kisses her, long, hard and deep. She groans and arches her back, letting her fingers tangle themselves in her hair.

He breaks the kiss to whisper in her ear.

"One, two, three or a million other she-wolves; I couldn't care less. You'll always be my favourite."

And before she can work out an other meanings from what he's just said, he slides his hands up her shirt, pulls her to him with one arm, covers her mouth with his, effectively putting an end to the evenings conversation.