Nola POV:
As I woke up slowly on Friday morning, I looked at my hand, and almost screamed bloody murder like I had when Embry had dropped me off at the house last night. There, sat my beautiful engagement ring. A silver band with a medium-sized rock in it, between two smaller diamonds. It had been his mother's ring, which made it all the more special.
I rolled out of bed, slipped a jacket over my cami and jammie pants, and slipped on my flip flops. I could hear the guys in the garage already working, so I figured I could just go right in. I walked past Claire at the front desk, and she smiled and waved. She would have said more, but she was on the phone, talking to someone about getting their motor fixed. I waved back and walked out into the garage.
"Morning Nola!" the guys all shouted as I walked in.
Embry rolled himself out from under a car and stood up. He was covered in oil and grease, shirtless, and since I'm his fiancé I can say this: so, extremely hot. And not just cause he's a werewolf.
He stood up, came over, and gave me a kiss without touching me. I gave him a look. "Why won't you hug me?"
He smirked. "Nola, I'm covered in oil and grease and sweat. Do you really want me to touch you?" In response, I gave him a bear hug and muttered "Love you."
He gave in and wrapped his arms around me. "Oh, I love you too, Noles. So much. And I told the guys. But not Claire and the girls. I figured you would want to tell them."
I pulled back, realizing I was now covered in gunk. But I really didn't care. "Yeah. We're going out for dinner in Port Angeles tonight, so I'll tell them then. I have to go back and start packing up my stuff so we can get moved in soon, okay?"
He gave me one last kiss. "Okay."
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Later that night, I slipped on my favorite blue sundress and picked up my best friends and half sister. Alia was dressed in cute jeans and a blue tank top, Claire in white capris and a bright yellow top. We picked Quinn up last because she was closest to Port Angeles. Looking at the house next door made my heart shudder. I hadn't heard from my mother since she kicked me out 4 years ago. I hadn't tried to contact her either. But seeing the empty house made me want to break down and cry.
Quinn came running out of the house only she lived in now, in a cute red dress she had made herself. I remembered sitting on her bed, watching her prick herself with needles, and mutter under her breath when a drop of blood fell on the carpet and measure fabric till she collapsed on her desk, asleep. She lived alone in that house now. Tori and Brady had moved away, which made us both sad. They still came to visit every now and then, and Tori was actually pregnant with her first child- a girl.
Jacob and Renesmee Black had moved in with the Cullens. Kim and Jared were still in New York and loving every minute of it. Leah and her imprint, Cole, were all happy and in love. As were Collin and his imprint, Carly. Carly and Cole were twins, not to mention Sam and Emily's kids. Paul and Quinn were also pretty happy along with Quil, Claire, Alai, and Seth. All was good in La Push.
"Hello my people," Quinn cried, jumping in the backseat next to Claire. "Okay, so we're going to David's right?" David's was a little diner we'd discovered a few months back, and fallen in love with their wraps and salads. Thank God the food was bottomless. We were werewolves, and boy could we eat. Yet we stayed petite and skinny.
"Oh yeah," Claire said. "And I think Nola has something to tell us. She's smiling like a mad person lately."
"Well maybe I am a mad person," I said defiantly. Then we all laughed. "Yes, I do have big news. But we have to get to the restaurant first if you want to know it." I turned on the radio, and we sang the whole way to David's.
"Come on," Alia said as she stabbed a piece of her salad. "You're killing us here. What's the big news? Did you get a new job or something?"
Now was the perfect time to tell them. I held up my hand, and the light glinted off the ring. They all gasped. "Oh my gosh!" Quinn shrieked. "He finally proposed!?"
"It's about stinking time!" Alai put in, giving me a hug. "Oh, I'm so happy for you!"
Claire laughed. "That is so great Nola," she chirped. "So we need to start planning the wedding. Do you know what season you want it in?"
"Whenever it's not raining and slightly warm so we can have it on First Beach," I said dreamily. "We'll have to call Alice Cullen and find out a good day."
Alia was just bubbling over. "I'm so excited! A wedding in La Push!"