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Spencer's Story
Chapter Six
"Hey, is that seat taken?" I heard a quiet voice ask.
I looked up at Carmen Call and for the hundredth time today she took my breath away. I nodded, but instead of her beautiful smile, she frowned.
"It's taken?" She asked, unsure and I frowned.
I shook my head, realizing my mistake, and patted the blanket next to me to indicate she could join me. Most of the driftwood was taken up by the Old Pack and their imprints/wives, so the children had to sit on blankets or in tiny folding chairs on the beach. Not that I minded, of course. I would rather be sitting by Carmen on the ground than closer to the fire without her.
Carmen smiled and sat down gracefully for a girl in sweats. Everything she did was captivating.
"You seem quiet tonight." She said when ten minutes passed by and neither of us said anything. We were just far enough away from the older wolves to have privacy but still close enough to watch after the younger children if they started acting up.
"Sorry, I was just thinking." I said honestly, looking at her in a new light as the sun began to set. I went to work memorizing this moment since talks with Carmen were few and far between. Though I was pretty sure she thought that I was just one of the Black boys and her brother's best friend, she was my entire world.
"About what?" She asked quietly in a way that only she could. She managed to sound grown up yet young at the same time and it took my breath away. She scooted a little closer to me on the blanket, but I knew that it wasn't because she was cold since she was a werewolf like me.
'You.' I wanted to say, but instead I said "Nothing."
"Oh." She said, looking out into the water. It reflected off of her dark skin, making her look even more beautiful if possible.
"Yeah." I said awkwardly, not sure what else there was to say.
We sat in silence for a few more minutes before she turned back to look at me. Her warm brown eyes captured my attention and invited me in. "I have something to ask, but you can't laugh or get mad, okay?" Carmen asked adorably so I nodded.
"Shoot, what's your question?" I asked, but she paused a moment to collect her thoughts.
"Well, I overheard Chris and Crissy talking and, well, I know that you like me..." Carmen said in a whisper, her face no longer looking at mine.
'I'm going to kill them' I thought, clenching my teeth to control my shaking. The last thing I needed was to phase in front of the already embarrassed girl that I was in love with.
"What I wanted to ask was, um, will you go out with me?" She asked and my heart melted.
I nearly fell back in the sand from ecstasy. "You like me?" I asked, making sure that I wasn't a pity date. I could handle her not liking me but there was no way I would be able to live with myself if she was forcing herself into this.
I could see her now red cheeks when she nodded, but I waited for her to actually say the words. "Yes, Spencer, I like you." She said, turning to look at me once more. She seemed to be distracted. "Actually, I've liked you for a while..." She confessed and I silently thanked the gods.
"I'm in love with you, Carmen Alexandra Call." I said honestly. I wasn't going to hide it anymore, not now that I knew she felt something for me too.
"We hardly know each other." Carmen said, reaching for a point, but I could see in her eyes that she didn't believe herself.
"Every time you phase, I get that much closer to you in my head." I admitted, trying not to sound like a stalker even though that was exactly how it was coming out. "Wolves love deeply, that's how we're programed. Don't tell me you don't feel it too? I mean...I don't know what I mean. All I know is I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I've waited three years for you to notice me and now I'm not letting you go for anything."
"What about imprints?" Carmen asked, that worried look back on her beautiful face. "We both have the chance to imprint. What about the girl that's meant for you?"
"I don't care about that. You are meant for me." I said truthfully. She snuggled closer to me and rested her head on my chest as I talked. I could feel her cheek on my heart and wondered if she could hear the uneven beat. "I could meet my imprint tonight but that still wouldn't change anything. I love you."
Carmen smiled against my chest and whispered ever so softly. "I love you too."
