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Yay an update! Thanks to all my reviewers yet again. I'm putting this one out here to hold you guys over while I study for two exams and a math quiz.


"Tell me I'm an angel,

Take this to my grave."

House of Wolves


"Here comes Santa Clause, here comes Santa Clause, right down Santa Clause lane!" Matt sang to a smiling Abby.

Yes it was cute, but since that happened to be her favorite Christmas song I had heard it time and time again. And frankly I hated the freaking song now. Thankfully it was Christmas Eve and that meant that soon all the Christmas song singing would be over soon.

Tonight Mom was having a big dinner with everyone we had become close with. That happened to include Kim, Jared, Abby, Sam, Emily, Joel, Paul and Paul's Mom. After we ate we would open gifts which left Christmas day for fun and games…and lots of food.

"Matt, if you don't quit singing that song I'll put you on a double patrol tomorrow night." Sam growled from his position in one of the easy chairs.

At the moment he didn't look too intimidating. Yes, he may have growled, but the giggling toddler on his lap kind of ruined the effect.

"But its Abby's favorite!" Matt protested.

"Matthew!" Mom warned from the kitchen.

Man that lady had good hearing for a mere mortal. I wasn't the only one that happened to notice that fact. Paul looked at me with a smile on his face and Sam just shook his head as a smirk appeared on his lips.

"Shouldn't you be helping your Mother?" Paul whispered near my ear, causing shivers to race down my spine.

"She didn't want my help." I replied. "She probably wanted to gossip about me to Emily, Kim and your Mom."

"Actually that's exactly what they're doing." Jared stated as he walked back into the living room from his brief mission to the kitchen. He'd gone in there to inquire about dinner and emerged with a couple cheese squares which were promptly shoved into his mouth.

"Figures." I rolled my eyes.

They were probably in there discussing my love life. More importantly the fact that I wasn't about to go and have sex with Paul. Ever since that revealing talk with my Mom she kept bringing it back up in different ways. One day I walked into my room to find a box of extra large condoms. Another day there had been a pamphlet about birth control pills. And to top it off just yesterday there was a sex book on my bed filled with different sexual positions and she had a couple bookmarked!

"Dinner is served!" Mom called finally.

Thankfully the conversation at the table steered clear of Paul and I and stayed on safer topics like the guy's construction work and my class Christmas party.

"The kids loved when Paul came in dressed as Santa." I smiled. "All the kids got a turn on his lap, but Hannah figured us out."

"What did she do?" Kim asked with a smile.

I laughed at the memory. "She screamed 'Mr. Mire' and attacked him with a hug."

"Aww, she's got a crush!" Emily cooed.

I looked over and saw Paul's face actually flush. Was my big bad wolf embarrassed that a seven year old had a crush on him? The conversation quickly changed subjects, but I was still looking over at Paul. I gave him a smile before I rested my hand on his thigh and squeezed. He sent me a warning look before his own hand came down on my upper thigh.

"There will be none of that at the dinner table." Mom stated casually.

We both jerked our hands away as everyone's eyes snapped to us. What happened to her wanting me to have sex with Paul? Now I place a hand on his thigh and she decides to be a stern parent.

"There are children present." She continued.

Oh okay, that made sense.

The tree was surrounded by presents as we gathered around it. Matt and Paul made quick work of passing them out before they took their respective seats; Paul next to me and Matt on the floor with Abby and Joel.

The only gift that wasn't under the tree was my gift to Paul. The poor sucker would have to wait until everyone else had opened theirs before I took him to his present. Mom would be disappointed that it wasn't my body, but I had come up with something better.

We let the kids open all their stuff first before we went around one by one until it was just down to Paul and me who still hadn't given each other our presents.

"Where's my present?" He asked as after he looked under the now empty tree.

"I have to take you to it, so let me open yours first." I insisted as I held out my hand for the little box he held in his hand. It was too big to be a ring box so I wasn't too concerned at the moment. I could tell that he wanted me to go last, but with a sigh he handed it over while everyone watched us closely.

"A key?"

"Will you move in with me?"

I heard a few happy squeals and looked over just in time to see the happy grin on my Dad's face as he winked at my Mother. Ew! It was in that moment I had my answer.

"Yes! I need to get away from them!" I replied before I threw my arms around his neck and whispered, "Thanks for saving me from their horniness."

"Of course; now where is my present?"

"Yeah, where is his present?" Jared asked with a quirked brow.

"We've got to go outside and into the shed."

I knew everyone was confused, meanwhile I was giggling in glee. I couldn't believe I had managed to keep his present a secret from everyone, and it was a great one at that.

They all followed me out to the shed where I stopped and made them wait while I went inside and shut the door. I was in there for a few minutes before I emerged with a big box in my hands. The box was wrapped, but in such a way that all Paul had to do was pull off the lid.

"Alright, open it." I smiled after I had set the box down on the ground.

Everyone crowded around as Paul lifted the box from the lid and looked at the contents. No one else could see what was inside so when he pulled out a small silver and black puppy everyone was surprised, especially Paul.

"Meet your new half wolf puppy." I beamed. "I didn't name him yet."

"He's half wolf?" Paul asked as one of his hands stroked the pup's fur.

"Yup; on my way to the mall I saw a sign that said puppies for sale. The guy had a German shepherd that got lose and came back pregnant. He still had three puppies, but I knew this guy was the best; since he matches your wolf form and all."

"Great thinking, Nat." Kim chuckled.

"Do you like him?" I asked Paul a bit nervously.

Paul's eyes shot up to meet mine before he snuggled the puppy against his chest, "Of course I do! I love him."

"What are you going to name him?" Sam asked.

"I'll come up with something eventually." Paul grinned.

***

"You named him Steve?!"

Both Paul and…Steve looked up at me hesitantly from their position on the living room floor. We had just finished moving all my crap into Paul's house and he had finally announced to me what he named the dog. Steve…Steve the half wolf. I was expecting something fierce, not Steve.

"He looks like a Steve." Paul shrugged.

"Steve is a human name!" I protested. "How about something like Fluffy, or Moonlight or something! But Steve?"

"Yeah that's what I was thinking too, but Nat, he really likes the name Steve." Paul explained.

I looked at him like he was crazy.

"Okay so last night he was sitting on my lap and I was watching how he reacted to names. I went through all dog like names that seemed appropriate and he didn't seem to like any of them. So then I got frustrated and said the first name that came to mind: Steve. And he barked and licked my face, Nat! I can't say no to that!"

I lowered myself to the floor with my two boys and immediately Steve ran over to me and cuddled into my lap. I knew that in a matter of months he would be huge, but for now it was nice to have a little lap puppy.

"So Steve huh?" I said with a smile, to which Steve responded by barking excitedly.

"Told you."

"I can't say no to this face." I sighed. "Fine, our half wolf is named Steve. Now let's talk about sleeping arrangements, buddy."

"I thought we'd share a bed." Paul stated casually as he scooted closer to Steve and I.

My eyebrow shot up at him, "I do like sleeping with you, but not if there's going to be any funny business."

"I promise there won't be any funny business that you don't ask for." He grinned cockily as he stroked Steve's soft fur. "But if you ask for it; who am I to deny you?"

***

Paul and I had slept in the same bed before, but that bed had been my old double bed in my parent's house. Now we were snuggled up in his giant King size bed. It was a nice comfortable bed, and with Paul's arms around me it was even more comfortable. So comfortable that I was starting to get ideas.

"Aren't you asleep yet?" Paul whispered tiredly.

"No."

"Why not? Thinking of my sexy body pressed up against yours?"

"Well yeah, but don't be so cocky, Paul." I rolled my eyes, knowing that with his extra wolfy senses he would be able to see in the darkness of the room.

"Plus you're kinda hot."

"I know."

"No, I mean I'm hot." I sighed.

Paul threw the blanket off of us, leaving us covered only by the thin sheet. If I had been in bed on my own on this cold December night I would have been freezing, but with Paul's warmth I was just right.

"Better?"

"Mmhmm."

"I bet I can make you even better." He chuckled before he turned and lowered his lips to mine.

I sighed in contentment and brought my arms up to wrap around his neck. His tongue slid past my lips as my fingers slid up into his silky hair and we both moaned as our tongues met. He finally pulled away when we both needed air, only to skate his lips down the side of my neck and to my collarbone. My hands slid down his bare back and moved up to hold onto his shoulders while he kissed his way back up to my lips. His lips were almost back to mine when a bark broke through the silence.

Paul pulled away from me and we both looked down to see our little puppy at the foot of the bed looking up at us longingly. Paul huffed and laid back down, obviously sexually frustrated. I, however, reached down and picked him up to join us.

"Nat, don't let him sleep with us." Paul whined.

"But he looks so sad, Paul. He misses his Mommy!"

"This is how it starts. Soon he'll be over one hundred pounds and hogging the bed."

I ignored him and laid back down with Steve nestled close to me. I heard Paul huff again before he cuddled up behind me, his arm hanging over my waist so his hand was resting on Steve's fur. All three of us fell asleep like that.

When I woke up the next morning it was to see Steve curled up against Paul's chest. I chuckled before I carefully removed myself from under Paul's heavy arm.

"Where are you going?" He mumbled sleepily.

"To get the camera." I replied before I dashed to my nightstand that had my camera on the top of it.

Before he could register what I was talking about I had already snapped a picture of my two wolves cuddling. Wait until the guys saw this one.