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Chapter 7

Paul took Jo home and called Rosie up at the shop to let her know she was with him. Rosie didn't really have a problem with him and asked him to bring her back unhurt in the morning. If a guy was calling to let her know her granddaughter was with him, he couldn't be too bad, was her logic and she had known him for a while now. If he messed up, she would call up Sam Uley to ask him to punch some sense into him. She knew the guys looked up to him. Some people respected Sam, some looked up to him, while some were plain scared of him and the guys that hung around him. But Emily and Sam Uley were one of her favorite customers. Not only did they give her bulk orders but were very sweet and helping. She liked the Natives just fine. She was one herself. She was Quilette while her husband had been Makah. Beatrice was Canadian but Rosie didn't have a problem with that. As long as her son had been happy she was fine. They had given her a sweet granddaughter. Her mixed genes had done her good. She was reasonably intelligent but her beauty struck out. Rosie hoped Paul would treat her right. She could use some love after that stupid Mike guy had cheated on her.

Paul laid a passed out Josie on his bed. She looked extremely tired. Maybe he was to be blamed for it as well but hell, he wasn't sorry. He hoped she would get up in a little while to eat though. It was only 6:30 but he knew she needed the sleep so he didn't wake her.

Paul heated his dinner and sat down to eat. He couldn't help but think of the events of the past twenty four hours. Life sure took a turn since then. He was a careless fucker just a day back and now here he was concerned about the girl in his bedroom. He had never bought any girls to his house. That was his one rule. This was his den. But of course Josie was different.

Josie. He couldn't believe how lucky he was. His imprint was not only sexy but she knew how to bake and cook! You just can't get luckier than that. Sure, the other imprints were pretty girls but he knew his Josie would outshine them all and he was damn proud of it. There was a tiny voice in his head which reminded him that he hadn't told her his secret and that she may not want anything to do with him once he did but he silenced that voice and focused on the present. Right now Josie was in his bed sleeping. He knew she was attracted to him. He only had to make her fall in love with him. He had time. She wasn't in a relationship anymore and he was grateful for that.

That thought led him to think about Michael. Paul frowned. He may cause problems but nothing he could not deal with. Hopefully. Jo had not seemed interested in Michael when she had seen him. They had been arguing from what he saw from a distance. Well, if the guy knew what was good for him, he'd stay away from his Josie or face the consequences, Paul thought with a shrug. Josie was his and there was no turning back for him.

Paul finished his dinner and went back up to his room to sleep with Josie. He curled up around her and inhaled her unique fragrance and smiled as he slept.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaa…" Paul woke up with a jerk as he heard a scream. He looked around frantically and found that Josie was no longer in bed with him. He hurried out to the kitchen from where he heard the scream.

He found Josie with her back turned towards the doorway where stood Seth in all his naked glory, covering himself with his hands.

Paul growled. "What the hell,Seth!" He cursed as he moved towards Josie.

"Sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't know you were having guests! I just smelt this amazing food and I was done with patrol and I was hungry!" Seth said hurriedly. He did not want to anger Paul but he was curious. Who was this pretty girl in his house? Even Seth knew Paul never brought any girls home unless…ding dong! Seth's mental bell gave him an imprint alert. This girl was his imprint.

Seth grinned. Paul growled and snarled. Josie looked confused.

"Where are your clothes?" Paul asked barely able to contain himself from phasing and biting into him. Josie clearly had bathed only a while ago and she was wearing his t-shirt. Only.

Paul didn't want anyone to see her like that. He had pulled her behind him.

"Ah, yeah…I kind of lost them. I think somebody else took my shorts so.."Seth trailed off. He could smell the delicious aroma of food and his stomach growled loudly.

Paul sighed. "Go grab a pair from the laundry room and wear a t-shirt too."

Seth ran off to the laundry room.

"What was that?" Josie asked peeking from behind Paul.

Paul turned to look at her and took in her appearance. She looked hot. Her hair was still wet and she smelt delicious of soap and herself. Her scent was heightened because she was clean. And she was wearing just a t-shirt. Paul knew because he could see her nipples clearly through the fabric and just to make sure he grabbed her ass and pulled her to him. Oh yeah..she wasn't wearing panties.

Paul inhaled deeply and felt himself getting aroused.

But before he or Josie could say anything, Seth made an appearance again.

"Arr..sorry about that. I didn't mean to startle you and Paul normally doesn't have guests over so I didn't think too much of it." Seth offered.

"Er…sure..ok" Josie said. She was still feeling awkward. She had woken up about an hour ago and after a quick shower had decided to make something to eat. Just as her food had been done she heard the front door bang and went to check it out, a pan in hand, in case it was an intruder. The intruder had shocked her though and she had dropped her pan as soon as she saw this huge guy standing in the living room naked.

"You got any extra meat pie you could share?" Seth asked eagerly.

"How did you..? wait…I don't want to know and sure. Come wash your hands while I make you a plate." Josie said as she moved towards the kitchen.

Paul watched her and then turned to look at Seth who was watching her as well. Paul growled lowly so only he could hear and warned Seth, "If you so much as look at her wrong, trust me I will tear you apart!"

"She's your imprint?" Seth asked curiously but just as quietly.

"Yes" Paul answered as he looked back at Josie who was serving dinner.

"She's pretty." Seth said as Josie called them to join her in the kitchen to eat. Seth skipped over to her and Paul watched in agitation as Josie smiled bemusedly at Seth.

He had to find a way to keep her away from the male species.

AN: who thinks Seth is cute? :) do you think he deserves his own fic?

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