I woke up in Embry Call's bed.
Not exactly my favorite place to sleep, but it was a bed.
I stretched and turned over and saw the reason why I woke up. Quil was sitting on the floor watching me sleep, grinning. When he saw I was awake, he stood up.
"Good morning, sunshine. How did you sleep?" he asked nicely.
"Fine," I lied. I had stayed awake hours after I had turned the lights off last night. The fight with my mom and the meeting last night had been too much for me to handle all in one day.
"Good! I made breakfast. Or, should I say, I got breakfast," Quil told me with a grin.
"Okay...," I said as he pulled me out of bed and into the kitchen. There, on the counter, was a huge white box full of donuts.
I laughed when I saw it. "Just my kind of breakfast!" I said as I pecked him on the cheek. His grin turned into a full blown smile.
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After we had finished our breakfast, we ended up sitting on the couch trying to figure out something to do.
"A movie?' I suggested.
"Nothing good out. Wanna go out to eat?" he asked.
"Not hungry. And where would we eat?"
"Good point," he agreed.
"So...what do we do?" I asked him. We both stared into space for a moment.
"Maybe I should just go home. I need to talk to my mom, and plus she's sick, so I need to be there," I said.
He frowned. "Yeah, I probably need to get to the garage soon too, before Embry gets his tail in a knot," he joked.
I laughed at the casual reference to werewolves. Maybe the fact that the love of my life and all of his friends were werewolves wouldn't be so hard to handle. It might even be fun...
Quil grinned at my reaction and leaned down to kiss me. He took his sweet time pulling away, which I didn't mind a bit. Who was I kidding, this werewolf thing would be a blast!
"Come on Claire Bear, we need to get going," Quil said as he pulled me effortlessly off the couch. We went to his truck and he held my hand all the way to my house, saying he didn't want my fingers to turn black in the cold. Which didn't make any sense at all.
He parked in behind my mom's car in the driveway. He turned to me and grabbed my other hand as well.
"You'll be okay, right Claire? You know I could take off work and you could wait till later..." he trailed off.
"Yes, I need to do this," I told him. He sighed and kissed me yet again, before pulling back and saying, without letting go of my hands, "You know I love you, Claire."
I was surprised. I mean, I knew he loved me, he had told me before now, when I was younger, at the end of phone conversations, whenever he left...but that was a different kind of love. We were actually in love now. How strange for me to thing those thoughts. But it was true.
"You know I love you too, Quil," I said after a moment. He smiled and pulled me into a tight, warm hug.
"I do now!" he said. I laughed and opened the door of the truck. "I'll see you tonight?" I asked.
"Anytime you want," he said simply. I jumped out of the truck, feeling happier than I had in months. And all because Quil Ateara loved me.
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