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CHAPTER 3

THE BIRTHDAY PARTY

Emma's POV

All three of us ate - well, Abby and I were having fun teasing Embry, though he acted like he hated it, every time I said something, a smile crept over his face.

"Thank you for supper, Abby. It was a big change from what my mom makes."

"You're very welcome, Emma."

A smile crept across my face, "Come on, mamma's boy." I ran out the door giggling, with Embry right behind me.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, stopping our chasing game.

He leaned over, speaking softly in my ear, "What do I get for catching you?"

His lips were placing sweet kisses along my neck, "What do you want?"

"Uhm, I can't tell you yet." I felt him grin against my skin, "I'll get back to you on that."

"Oh, so a rain check then." giggling as my hands pulled him closer to me.

A few minutes went by, and Embry pulled away, "We better get going or you'll be late for your own party."

"I can be late if I want to." I turned to look at him as he pulled away.

"Yeah, so you can see Maggie tearing me apart!"

I pulled myself closer to him and looked into his eyes, "No, I think she'll forgive you."

A grin spread across his lips, "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing that you're not." My grin matched his.

He leaned down, pulling me closer, "I don't think that you're thinking what I am." His kisses were unbelievable, tenderly placing each one on my lips.

Oh my, was there a bulge in his pants? I will have to ask in a non direct way, "Uhm, yeah, I do think I know what you're thinking."

"Is it that obvious?" The grin I had was of certainty as he said this. And I pushed myself closer to him, rubbing against his pants. "Uhm, it's just a guy thing." He tried explaining, "This kinda happens when I see a pretty girl."

"So, that means I turn you on?""Yeah." He smiled, "But, we can't, not for a while. I don't want to mess this up."

"So you're not a virgin?" If he's been with other girls, I'm sure he's not one.

He looked at me shocked. "Well, you've been the only girl I've been with and I don't think we've had sex yet." He laughed, "Unless you were dreaming of wild, dirty, fuck your brains out sex."

Embry looked amused and I started laughing as we started walking again. "Even if I did have hot, dirty sex with you in my dreams, I don't think I would tell you."

Now it was his turn to laugh, "So you have!"

"NO!" Like I said, even if I did, which was true, he wasn't going to know.

"Your cheeks are turning red." He laughed. "So, was I any good?"

"I don't remember." I lied, "It wasn't very vivid." I was never good at lying and I was stupid enough to look him in the eyes. In fact, I clearly remembered my dreams about him, always sexual.

"I was good!" He smirked, wrapping his arm around me. "Where were we when we did it?"

I can't believe he was interested in this, "You do know that in dreams, especially mine, I can make you unbelievably great? Not that I know what unbelievably great is."

"Yeah, I guess that's true." He was thinking, and I could feel it radiating off him.

"What are you thinking?"

"How to not let my pants get tighter when I'm around you."

"Come on, tell me, Embry. What are you really thinking?" We had stopped at the driveway to the house and he looked at me, "You want to have sex with me?"

Embry quickly looked down, turning a little red himself this time, "Yeah, but I won't." It looked like he was fighting to say something, "I kinda felt sexually attracted to you for about two years now."

"Since I was thirteen?""More like fourteen." Relief was washing over him. "Some days I couldn't take it, like last summer, when I said I had to leave in the middle of the day out of nowhere. Well, I went home, not that I had to, and, uhm took care of myself while I thought about you."

My eyes got real big and so did my smile. "Then we've had the same feelings for a while now. We just didn't let the other know."

"You mean- you've wanted- oh, shit, Emma." He sighed looking up at the stars, "I don't want to rush this. If we go to fast too soon, we'll eventually break up."

"I know. Neither do I." I touched his cheek wanting him to look at me, "When the time is right."

Embry placed his forehead on mine, "And when will that be?"

I giggled, "Tonight if it would be possible. But, it's way too soon since we both just- what, became a couple?"

"True." he leaned in, ever so gently kissing my lips, "But, we can make out though."

"Mmm." I was relishing in his lingering kiss, even though it was short, it drove my body to react in ways I never thought imaginable, even though I knew it was too early.

"Get in the house, now, Emma!" My mom, always the impatient one.

We reached the front door, waiting for my mom to move. She had a grin that she knew that Embry and I were finally more than just friends.

The first person I had seen after my mom moved was grandpa Quil. The one man in this world that could brighten my day no matter how sad or confused I was.

I knelt in front of him, as I had done since becoming a teenager, "Greetings, Papa." I did not look into his eyes, a custom that the younger generation learned at an early age out of respect for any elder. I bowed my head in respect for this wonderful man.

"My beautiful granddaughter.." That was my queue to look up at him, "You are my most precious of them all." His smile was always brightening and mine could never reach the beauty his always held.

I kissed his cheek, whispering, "That's only because I'm your only granddaughter."

"How have you been, child?" His hands gently holding mine, "I've heard that you've been running around all day with Embry, Jacob and Quil."

My head bowed again, "I am sorry Papa. I had gotten caught up in the excitement of seeing my friends - and Quil." I growled the last with a smile, "Please forgive me Papa?"

I felt his hands on either side of my head, "There is no need to ask forgiveness, my child. You are here, you are healthy and that is all I ask of."

I looked up, smiling, "So, I can't blame your trouble making grandson for my absence?"

"I didn't do it Papa." Quil said not to far away.

"Do you need anything, Papa?" I asked. I didn't know if anyone had given him the first offering of the meal.

"No, child. You're mother and Aunt had started things without you." He looked around, then back at me, smiling his genuine smile, "I see you have an admirer. Go and bond, child. We will meet soon."

"Yes, sir." I gave his hands a gentle squeeze, "I love you, Papa."

"And I you, child."

I slowly backed away from my Papa, reaching Jake, Embry and Quil all at the table full of food.

"Pigs." I grinned, mainly at Quil as I grabbed some of the food that lay in front of me.

"I'm still growing, so shut it." Quil told me matter of fact.

"Do you want me to tell Papa on you?"

"Why?"

"You didn't serve him before you ate."

"Mom brought him the first offering before you and Embry got here."

"So sorry." I acted snotty in a sarcastic way

"Are you picking on my little boy?" Aunt Maggie accused.

I turned around, seeing the grin on her face, "Of course I am." I reached out to hug her, "He's eating all the food, which looks great, by the way."

"Always a brown noser." Quil said.

"Thank you so much, Aunt Maggie."

"You are very welcome, Emma. Now, go and serve your cake."

I walked to the table with the most beautiful cake I had seen by far. My mom and Aunt must have worked on this all day. I loved my mom, but there was just something about my Aunt that I could talk to her freely about anything and she would answer in her own carefree way.

I had cut a piece, placing it gently on a plate as the first offering. Grabbing a napkin and fork, I walked toward my Papa with a smile. I knelt down in front of him again, bowing my head and holding out the cake for him to take.

I felt his hands cover mine, "Thank you, child."

I released my hands gently from his, "You are welcome, Papa." I pulled away, waiting for him to take the first bite before serving everyone else. "Your mother and Aunt have out done themselves."

"Papa, you were supposed to tell everyone that it was horrible, then we could have had it all to ourselves." I giggled.

"And if we ate all of this, we'd most certainly be in bed for a week with horrible stomach aches." He loved when I would have fun with him. I wanted him to feel young again. "Go ahead with your duties, birthday girl."

"Yes, sir." I walked back to the table, Aunt Maggie working on cutting and placing each piece on a plate for me to serve.

"Well, if it isn't the infamous Mr. Black." I grinned. He was my second favorite Elder on the reservation.

"Infamous? What has my son been saying about me now?" He laughed, "Don't believe a word he says."

"He's told me the police gave you a ticket for coasting down the hill at an exceedingly high rate of speed in your wheelchair." I had made it up, knowing he would keep it going.

"He pushed me." We laughed. "I'm pleading my case with the other council members."

"Make Jake pay for it." I knew they weren't too far away from me to hear.

"Dad's framing me." Jake pleaded.

"Yeah, likely story, Jake." I told him. I kissed Billy on the cheek and served the rest of the guests, serving Embry, Jake and Quil last.

Embry thanked me by kissing me gently, causing my mind to wander.

"Can we go outside?" Embry whispered in my ear after we had finished our cake.

I grabbed his plate and his hand as we walked to the kitchen. As soon as we were out the back door, his hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me close to him.

"We don't have long." I whispered close to his lips.

"I know. I just wanted to touch you." Our lips never leaving the others as we spoke.

"Me too. I've kinda always wanted to be this close to you." I couldn't help it. I had to tell him how I felt. "This is kind of strange though, don't you think? We've been friends for so long, then our feelings change."

"A nice kind of strange though." Embry sighed. "Now I don't have to feel so awkward now when I do get to touch you."

"Papa knows." I grinned, "He told me I had an admirer earlier, and I'm thinking you were watching me or at least checking me out."

Embry laughed lightheartedly, "I like watching you with your Papa. He is an Elder as you know, and he tells us the stories of our heritage."

"Why haven't I heard these stories?" I pulled away from him slightly, but still close. "My mom doesn't like for us to hear the stories from the tribe. She's told us they aren't worth our time to listen to, that we have better things to do with our time then listen to what the Elders think happened."

"We'll get you in on the stories soon. This year if we can. I don't think your grandpa will mind telling them to you." Embry was thinking again. "It sounds to me like your mom doesn't want you to know about our past, which is kind of stupid because there were a lot of rhymes that we used to sing when we were younger, telling us about our ancestry."

"Mom never taught them to me. It's like she doesn't want us to know about the Quileute's. And, it really makes me angry at times, especially when I ask her about it."

"We'll talk more about this later, 'kay?" I nodded. "Good, I've gotta go now. Sorry, I really want to stay like this and kiss you some more, but mom will ground me."

"Or do you have to get home for something else that you have to think of me while you're doing it?" I smirked up at him.

"You will never know." I knew that smirk. He couldn't fool me.

I walked him to the edge of the driveway, kissing him goodnight once more before he started walking back to his house.

"Have fun thinking about me when you go to bed." I giggled. He turned around and was staring at me, walking backwards.

"Uhm yeah. Like I'm telling you what I do in my room."

I walked back into the house after seeing Embry walk down the road and out of my sight. Seeing Aunt Maggie and my mom picking up I stopped in my tracks.

"Mom?"

"Yes, dear." she wasn't looking at me, she was picking up plates and cleaning off the table.

"Why is it that you won't tell me about the Quileute stories?"

"I have told you time and time again, Emma, they are only stories and they mean nothing."

"What do you mean Grace?" Aunt Maggie butted in. "Those stories are about our heritage, our past, just-everything!"

"Papa will tell me the stories if I ask him to." Anger was rising in me, and why the hell did my mom not want me to know these things?

"Papa will do no such thing!" mom screamed finally turning around.

"Is there something you're not telling me, mother?" I never called her mother unless I was getting angry with her about something important like my heritage.

"You can't let these kids not know about their past, how they came from the great spirit warrior." Aunt Maggie growled.

"Shut up, Maggie! Craig and Emma are better off not knowing about these stories."

"Just because they scared you as a child, it doesn't mean that they will scare Craig and Emma."

"Scary stories?" That had me baffled.

"Emma, go get some sleep." Aunt Maggie encouraged. "Come hell or high water, you will learn about your Quileute heritage."

That cheered me up a little, "Thanks Aunt Maggie, night." I kissed her and walked past my mom without a word. I walked into the make shift guest room, changed and climbed into bed.

Thoughts about my heritage, about who I am or could be rolled around in my brain for some time. Until I started thinking of Embry. A smile crept along my lips as I thought about him.

Tomorrow would be a new day for Embry and me.

PLEASE REVIEW...I HAVE THIS GOING ON IN MY HEAD WAITING TO COME OUT AND I NEED MOTIVATION! AND IF YOU HAVE READ MY CASON AND EMBRY STORY- I'M WORKING ON A SEQUEL TO IT FIFTY YEARS LATER. AND I'D LOVE TO KNOW WHAT YOU ALL THINK ABOUT IT :)