Certain Things || L.C.

Chapter Six

March 20th, 2006

Leah stood staring at the man's outreached hand. Her thoughts were going a mile a minute as she tried to force herself forwards, vaguely aware of the growing awkwardness as the seconds ticked by. She silently stepped forward, taking his pale hand in her own. Electric shocks ran up her arm, feeling the effect of his skin on her own radiating across her body.

Conner felt this too, curiosity in the forefront of his mind. The woman was literally taking his breath away. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he noted that he hadn't felt like this since meeting Mia, hell maybe even ever. His fingers lingered on her skin as he slowly dropped his hold.

Leah blinked up at him, tilting her head slightly. "It's nice to meet you too, Conner." She said lightly, her voice sending shivers down his spine. She was an angel. She had to be, it was the only explanation for the way she had effected him. He needed to get a grip on himself, before he started embarrassing himself.

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March 22nd, 2006

Their meeting hadn't lasted long, Leah quickly making an excuse to leave. She hadn't known what to do, given the situation. She had never been too great around guys, the only one she had ever dated being Sam, and they had known each other for years before they started dating. The unease of the situation made her nervous, and suddenly, she had everything to lose again.

She wasn't sure what to expect when it came to imprinting on someone. She had seen through the minds of her pack, what it would be like, but nothing would've prepared her for the actual experience. It was as if her entire world had shifted, all of her past worries fading away. The only thing that mattered anymore was Conner. His safety. His happiness. Just him. Everything else seemed so trivial now.

She hadn't seen the man since the funeral, needing space to gather her thoughts. But as time passed it gradually became more and more difficult to stay away. It only been less than two days, but it felt as if the separation had been going on for months at the least. Her heart ached, longing to be by her mate's side.

After leaving the reception of the funeral, she had gone running to the pack immediately after. As soon as she phased, they saw her memories through her eyes. Sam had been relieved, glad to see that Leah would finally catch a break. The rest were just happy to be done with the constant torture of her sorrow. She was happy to learn that Conner already knew the pack's secret and in turn her own. One less thing to worry about having to confess, she figured.

Jake had been a bit more apprehensive of the idea of Leah imprinting on the older Swan sibling. He had let it slip that Conner had a rough past, not going into detail with her much. He had just told her to tread lightly, that he was already fragile. Leah's chest had tightened at the thought of her imprint feeling any level of pain, the idea of his sadness burning a hole in her heart.

It was the beginning of day two since meeting the man that she decided to go seek him out, it having not even been forty-eight hours since her world had shifted. Jacob had let it slip the night previous where the man had worked, so she decided to visit him during his shift, figuring it was the easiest way to go about.

So there she stood, outside the small cafe, trying to gather the courage to enter the establishment. She glanced into the large windows of the front of the building, her eyes immediately falling onto him. She pushed herself forward, seeing him sparking the courage inside of her needed to enter the front door.

Conner looked up from his notepad, hearing the small ring of the bell, notifying him of a customer. His eyes landed on her, his breath catching in his throat. He ripped his eyes away from her with some difficulty, finishing taking the order of the table he was at. He turned from the table, finding the woman sitting at the small square table in the corner of the room.