A few more months passed by, bringing two more weddings. First Kim and Jared's, then Rachel and Paul's, were resulting in both of them to stop phasing. For Kim and Jared's wedding present, the imprints put together a honeymoon in California for them. We leaned a month later that Kim was expecting. They stayed at a private house on the beach, for an entire week. For Rachel's and Paul's present, they got a house, which they completely adored.

A month or so after my eighteenth birthday, I got a job at the local music shop, giving advice to people on what type of music they should buy and what type of instrument they would be good at. After awhile, I became so good at my job; they promoted me to assistant manager. Embry's job at the shop went well, as he was filling in a lot for Jake, him being the alpha and all.

In the summer, Embry and I also bought a house. Some people may have though it was too soon, but since we both knew we would be spending the rest of our lives together, what was the point in waiting? We had a house hunting day, then a moving day where they entire pack helped us move in, including the ones who had stopped phasing. All except Leah and Emily of course, who were now quite large. It was small and cozy, taking the appearance of a cabin in the woods, with a slanted room and wooden, but safe sides. There was a living room, and separate kitchen and dining room; there were three rooms and two bathrooms, one of the bathrooms being in the master bedroom. The master bedroom had wooden walls and floors, with a king sized bed and red and black bedding. The floor had a large red carpet over the wood, and we turned one section into a library for Jay. It had two book shelves, with a small chair and little side table. The kitchen was also wooden, but with white tile floors, and a beautiful blue backdrop around all of it. A small bar separated it from the dining room, which had a table made of wood and covered in a red and white checkered table cloth. Just about everything in the house was wood. The living was small, with a couch, love set, and chair, all a creamy yellow that went nicely with the wood floors. I put a large white shag rug under the coffee table and in the middle of everything. It was then completed with a plasma TV screen on the wall, generosity of Quil and Jake, who both insisted on pitching in to do something nice for us. The other two extra bedrooms had a desk, dresser, bed and bedside table. The bathroom was light green walls and white tile floors. The laundry room was small with white walls and floors. I loved out house, and how perfectly complete it was.
The night that we moved in, we did another thing we hadn't exactly planned on.

I was sitting in our room, reading a book in the bed. I had already showered and brushed my teeth, also in my pajamas, which I had to admit were a bit revealing. They were short shorts and a tight tank top, which Embry had always liked. He walked into the room wrapped only in a towel, and I felt my stomach flutter at the sight of him with dripping wet hair and exposing his perfectly sculpted chest, which seemed to shine with cleanliness. He grinned at me as he started going through his drawers for his sweatpants.

"It's the first night in our new home." He said, then stopped mid step, still grinning. "Holy shit, we have a home."

"I know!" I said, sitting up straighter. "It's so amazing to have the feeling of knowing that it's our home. A place we'll be in with each other forever."

"Exactly." He went into the bathroom and changed extremely fast, then walked back out. He was still smiling and saying, "Our home." Over and over again. He crawled onto the bed next to me, neither of us under the covers. I leaned into him and he wrapped his arms around me. "I really can't believe this. We're alone for real."

"I know." I said, more relaxed this time. "It's really just us." I turned to face him, and our mouths ended up only an inch apart. I felt my heart accelerate, and by his facial expression he knew it. Stupid werewolf hearing. He leaned in and our lips pressed together, softly at first, but then more passionate.

The kiss was beginning to get deeper, and my breathing was getting hard, but so was his. Haha. He can run two miles without breaking a sweat or panting in the slightest, but he kisses his girlfriend and that's a whole different situation. The kiss got more forceful, but not in an angry way—just a passionate way. I wrapped my arms around his neck as his hands moved to my waist, so he could position me more comfortably. I wound one of my fists into his hair, and got the response I wanted. He got even more passionate, as I did too. He moved so that he was on top of me, and my body was pressing against him, so that my back barely touched the blankets beneath my body. After about five more minutes of this exchange, he pulled away, his face asking the one question we both had.

"Are you ready?" he breathed onto me. His breath smelt like spearmint toothpaste.

"Yes." I breathed back. He grinned and lowered his lips back to mine, as we adventured farther than we ever had before.

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Embry POV

The next morning, I woke up with my arms wrapped around the most beautiful girl in the world. As I wiped the sleep out of my eyes, she became more clearer. Her hair was laying wavy against her head from going to "sleep" with it wet. Her soft eye and face were gentle and tired. She was curled into my side, but I was still able to get up and pull the covers higher onto her shoulders. She felt the spot where I had been, took a breath, curled into it, and fell back asleep.

I quietly walked out the room in my sweatpants, and went to make a pot of coffee and a "scrambled omelet" fore Jay. She liked everything that went into an omelet, but didn't like it in omelet form, so I just scrambled it. We decided to call it a scrambled omelet. After I cooked it, I set it on a plate and put it in the microwave, then got a donut for myself. Hey, I was werewolf, I could pig out.

I went out back and sat on the little deck the pack and I had added to it. I looked at the wildlife, seeing the oceans through the trees. I sat there for a minuet, listening to the trees and ocean. That was one of the reason's I'd picked this place for Jay. It was peaceful and quiet, but full of sounds, all purely from nature. I heard someone inside the house stir, and I knew I was Jay waking up. After a minute she came outside in a thin, yellow silk robe, her glasses on, and holding the plate with the omelet.

"Good morning beautiful." I said, grinning. I couldn't have been happier, especially now that she was awake.

She grinned and set the plate on the little table, then sat in my lap. "Good morning." She said back, leaning in to kiss me. I responded sweetly and lovingly, trying to put the words into the kiss. IT worked. She whispered back, "I love you too."

"You look gorgeous in the morning." I told her, wrapping my arms around her.

"I'm a mess." She said. "How can I looked gorgeous?"

"Your hair is in a quite sexy mess, your cheeks are flushed, your face completely radiant with joy, even if your eyes are asleep, which is quite cute. Shall I go on?"

"I think I got it." She said, snuggling into me. I held her tighter. We sat there for a moment, and I breathed in the scent of lavender and thyme, which is exactly what she smelled like. I leaned into her hair, which juts increased the strength of the smell, making me sigh in satisfaction.

"Why'd you sigh?" she asked me.

"Because I love how you smell, and I love holding you." I told her. "I love you."

"I love you more." She challenged.

"Are we really going to get into this?" I teased.

"Nope." She giggled. "That's why you're going to agree with me and the discussion will end."

"You make me crazy." I told her. "But I will let you win this time."

She scoffed and mumbled, "Let me!" I laughed at her and even she cracked a smile. I nuzzled my head into the crook of her neck, loving the feeling I got from touching and holding her, and breathing in her scent. Loving the fact that I got to do what I was made for—loving her.