(Paul's POV)

That girl was more than beautiful. She was nothing like the girls we saw around here. She was a pale-skinned, blue-eyed, redhead all American girl.

She was amazingly sexy.

And I wanted her right there and then.

Jared walked past me and bumped my shoulder, knocking me out of my trance. That was probably why.

"We've got cake and junk and crap," Jared called from the kitchen. "Are you guys staying the night?"

"Jared," Keyanna warned. "I don't think that's fair to Cameryn."

"She can stay with us," Jared replied. "All we'll be doing is watching movies and eating crap."
"You wanna hang Cam?" I asked. She rolled her eyes.

"Sure."

"Then it's fine, right mom?"

"Yes, I suppose."

Perfect; literally the best day of my life. I found the love of my life, and she was spending the entire night with us.

Jared smirked at me when he came from the kitchen. I gave him a nudge.

Thanks man.

He knew why I was saying thanks.

Aren't you glad I have an amazingly hot step sister?he chuckled.

Yeah, but she's Paul's Jacob added All of you leave her alone.

"So, guys, what are you going to watch?" Cameryn asked.

We all looked at her.

"A couple of scary movies," Jared chuckled. "Here, why don't I show you your room so you can get into pajamas before we start watching movies."

"Okay."

Jared started up the stairs, and Cameryn followed. I watched her hips sway up the stairs. They hypnotized me, and I was hooked.

"How does it feel, dude?" Jacob chuckled, hitting my back with his palm.

"Dude, she's fuc.king amazing."

Jacob continued to chuckle as he shook his head. "First Jared, then Quil, now you."

"Quil, man, how did it feel when you got imprinted?" I mused.

"Like my life was complete." He fell back on the couch with arms spread open. "Dude, Claire's the girl that I'm gonna marry, no matter what, and I know it."

"Well, I need to get this girl, but how?" I sighed. "She seems pretty tough."

"Man, you're like the sex appeal king," Jacob laughed. "You'll get her easily."

"But..."

Jared came back down the stairs, and behind him was the soft pitter-patter of Cameryn's tiny feet. Her little boy shorts showed her legs, long and delicate, almost fully. The wife-beater she wore enhanced the shape of her round, little breasts, though she wore a sports bra underneath.

Her red hair swept over her shoulders and chest, but it was wavy, and looked much different then it was when it was in a pulled back.

"So..." she mused, covering her chest with her little arms. I smirked, because she looked so amazing.

She continued down the stairs daintily, striding by the other boys and stopped at my side.

She smirked, got on her tippy-toes, softly breathed in my ear, and put her arm on my shoulder.

"Am I making you hard?" she breathed.

She went back down on the flats of her feet as I took in a harsh breath.

Baby, you don't know the half of it. Embry chuckled.

He was right, so all I could bare to do was glare at him.

She started giggling, and it was the most angelic thing that I had ever heard.

Quickly, I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her to my chest. I pushed back a piece of her hair.

"Would you like to find out?" I chuckled breathlessly.

"Sorry, Mister, but I play hard to get." She walked her fingers down my abdomen. "I'm such a fu.cking tease."

She slipped out of my grasp, mostly because I lost almost all strength in my body.

She had won, and every time she would win. I was her slave, and in her control.

Cameryn jumped onto the couch and brought her legs up. We all had some sort of food, whether it was chips or candy or cake.

"Paul, come protect me," she teased. Man, if she actually knew how much I would protect her.

I sat down next to her and wrapped my arm around her. "You know, if you keep teasing me like this I'm going to have to take what I want."
"Not with me around you won't," Jared growled, sizing me up.

Cameryn put her hand over her mouth.

"Oh sit down, jerk," she laughed. "I can handle this randy bastard." She ran her fingers under my chin. "Right baby?"

"Ohmygod." I pushed her down and climbed over her. She was laughing hysterically. "Don't even try to play those games on me."
"What if I want to?"

Her eyes were playful, flirty. She probably had this act under her belt from years before, but I was going to have her.

"Dude, get off her. That just looks wrong." Jacob shook his head. "And if you guys start doing it on the couch I will never talk to either of you ever again."
"Yeah Paul," Cameryn mocked, "Get off me."

I climbed off her and pulled her to me.

"Do you really want to be playing this game with me?" I whispered in her ear as Jared dimmed the lights.

Her shimmering smirk was evident in the dark. "You bet I do."
"Then let the games begin," I chuckled. "Winner takes whatever they want at the present time."
"You know I always win these games," she giggled, pulling her knees to her chest.

"Until now, baby." I started running my fingers up and down her arm. "Until now."

"You wish."
I held out my hand. "Shake on it?"
"Sure." She grabbed my hand.

And my hunt began.

(Cameryn's POV)
The sunlight from an adjacent window filled the room and my eyelids. I had to open my eyes.

Everyone else was sleeping. I lay on the couch with Paul's arm wrapped around me. He had his head buried in my chest. I shook my head.

"Paul," I whispered in his ear, playing around with a strand of his hair. "Paul, baby, I have a surprise for you."
One eye popped open. "What's my surprise?"
I shrugged. "Nothing."

"Then goodnight."
He pulled me closer to his body and snuggled in deeper to my chest. I rolled my eyes and removed the hair from his ear. I pressed my lips against it.

"C'mon. You're hurting me."
"Now that you're doing that I don't think I'll ever let you go," he mumbled into my chest.

"Don't be like that," I growled. "Let me go."
He lifted his head. "Is someone getting angry?"

"Yes. Don't make me scream."
"I'd like to hear you scream, in the bedroom that is," he chuckled.

Normally, comments like that would never shake me, but his did.

"Too bad you'll never hear it when you're in the room," was my response a few seconds later. "You might hear it when I'm in there with one of your hot friends."
He tightened his grasp again and made a strange growling noise. "Sorry, you're mine."

"Um... you wish," I chuckled while trying to push his arms off my waist.

When I was unsuccessful, Paul smirked.

"I win," he teased.

"Not yet." I smirked back. "JARED PAUL IS RAPING ME!"
Immediately Paul's arms dropped off me and Jared's eyes flew open.

"DUDE!" Jared growled. "What the fu.ck are you doing to her? I swear to mother fu.cking God..."
I laughed. "Calm down, Jared. I only said that to get his arms off me." I got off the couch and kissed his cheek. "Thanks, bro."

"Wait..." He rubbed his head. "No! Get your little ass back here!"
"Sorry, but I'm hungry!" I called as I skipped into the kitchen.

The kitchen was small, with one big window, a door leading into some sort of storage area, a fridge, a stove, a sink, and a couple counters topped with normal kitchen appliances.

I continued to skip into the closet, closed the door, and locked it.

"Where is my little princess?" Paul called. "I think she's in the CLOSET!"

And to my surprise, he pulled the door open.

"What..." I whispered. "How did you... when did you..."
He picked me up and spun me around until he sat me on the table.

"Don't you think it's hot that I'm strong?" He raised his eyebrows in a seductive manner.

"Hot? No," I chuckled. "Scary? Yes."
I jumped off the table and skipped to the fridge.

Jared and the rest of the boys came in shortly afterwards, rubbing their sleepy eyes and yawning.

"Wait," I stopped. "Don't we have school today?"

"Not until noon," Jared laughed, then kissed my head. "It's teacher work day. We have it every Wednesday."

"Sweet," I giggled. "That means I have time to look especially sexy for the guys at school."

"Yeah, any guy gets near you, I will personally beat him into a pulp," Jared growled.

"Aw, protective big brother," I teased.

"I second that motion," Paul raised his hand. "Who knows what those guys would do to her?"
"Oh shut up, you bastard," I growled. "Don't encourage him."

"Besides." He wrapped his arms around me. "You're mine."
I rolled my eyes and slipped out of his grip. "Hahaha- No. You wish. I get to choose my man."
"I believe you already have," Embry chuckled. I looked at him.

"What was that, oh pathetic one?"

He chuckled and went to the fridge. "Nothing, princess, nothing."
"Well, I'm going to go get ready," I mused.

Paul raised his eyebrow. "You're not going to eat?"

"Eating and this figure don't match," I ran my hands over my hips. "I'll skip."
"Nuh-uh." Jared picked me up and flung me over his shoulder. "You're in my house, and in my house all the little girls eat their breakfast."
"Yeah, wait, I never asked how old you were," Paul mused.

"I'm not five," I growled. "Jared, put me down."

"Not until you agree to eat," he returned.

"Fine, I'll have a BITE of toast."
He set me down on my feet. "Works for me."
"SIKE!"
I ran upstairs and into my room. Boy, were these guys really stupid.