December 10

Layla waddled into the kitchen at 5 A.M., feeling starved. She opened the fridge door and grabbed a few things before sliding down into the floor, leaning against the closed door and eating. It was easier for her to reach up and get what she wanted than it was to keep getting back up from the table every time she needed something. Currently she was eating leftover fried chicken and chocolate topping, the combination tasting heavenly.

"Baby girl? You good?" Sam asked, half asleep as he made his way over to her.

"Your daughter has your appetite." Layla said, resting the chocolate sauce on her big bump.

Sam chuckled and moved to sit beside of Layla in the floor, grabbing the watermelon that Emmett had ran down to southern California to get for Layla and grabbing two spoons. Layla joined him and they ate in relative silence.

"I don't think she's ever going to come out." Layla said a few minutes later.

"I don't blame her. I love being inside you." Sam said, smirking.

"Watch it, Uley. My hormones are still raging and I could ride you through the floor." Layla said, giving Sam a look.

"Carlisle said sex can trigger labor sometimes." Sam said.

"You already fucked one into her, brother, you gonna fuck one out of her, too?" Paul asked from the doorway, chuckling.

Layla moaned at the thought and then whimpered.

"Sam won't get rough with me anymore." Layla whined.

"Being so mean to my princess." Paul cooed, going over and sitting beside Layla and scooting her over to him. "If you were my Imprint, you couldn't keep me out of you. Hard, gentle, slow, fast…"

Layla whined louder and glared at Sam.

"Traitor." Sam teased.

"I mean if you don't have the balls to, let me have one round with her. I bet I could send her into labor." Paul growled, knowing Sam was easy to manipulate when it came to pleasing Layla.

Layla smiled wickedly, knowing what game Paul was pulling. Sam growled deep in his chest, the kind of growl that sent a shiver of excitement through Layla. Sam stood and picked Layla up.

"Out." Sam growled.

Paul winked at Layla as he left. Sam didn't wait until he made it to the bedroom. He pulled Layla's dress off in shreds, giving her no notice as she was bent over the kitchen counter. Sam thrust in roughly to the hilt, growling when he felt Layla's muscles clenching around him. Sam set up a punishing pace, hands holding onto her baby bump as he fucked her without abandon. He felt Layla come once, twice without being able to control herself. She met Sam's thrusts eagerly. Sam growled I her ear that he was going to fill her up and she better not let one fucking drop spill just before he bit down in her shoulder. Layla came a third and final time, bringing Sam with her. Sam's legs were shaking and he all but collapsed against Layla's back. Layla whimpered in protest when Sam pulled out. He picked her up and carried her to the bed.

"I feel so much more relaxed." Layla sighed, stretching against the sheets.

Sam fell to her side, looking up at her look of smug satisfaction.

"I was terrified of hurting you and our daughter, baby girl." Sam said.

"She's never coming out. She's got it made." Layla giggled.

Sam kissed Layla softly, pulling her as close as her bump would let him. He rubbed her tummy, scooting down and talking softly to his daughter.

"She's giving me such a backache." Layla sighed.

In a flash, Sam was behind Layla, rubbing his warm hands up and down her back. He let his bonding scent fill the room and could see Layla relaxing. Layla nodded off to Sam's scent and his touch.

Layla woke up around noon to a sharp pain that radiated all around her back and lower stomach. She gasped ave felt her stomach tighten as the pain intensified before slowly easing off.

"Sammy?" Layla called out, struggling but sitting up.

When Sam didn't reply, Layla pulled one of his shirts on and padded into the kitchen. She made it to the table near the front door before pain sent her to her knees.

"SAM!" Layla shouted, holding onto her tummy.

The sharp pain finally subsided and Layla managed to pull herself up. She picked the phone up and dialed Sam, but heard his phone a few feet away. She grunted as another pain came on suddenly. She dialed Paul and cried out in pain as she hit send.

"Princess?" Paul answered.

Paul frowned when he heard Layla cry out in pain.

"LAYLA! Shit! I'm coming!" Paul shouted.

Paul shifted into his wolf as he hit his front door, using the wolf mental link to tell whoever was patrolling to find Sam immediately and find Sue as well and tell them both he thinks Layla is in labor. Paul shifted back as he came up the front steps to Sam's, not caring he was nude. He found Layla bent over a chair, water trickling down into the floor.

"She's coming! She's coming and Sam's not here!" Layla cried out.

Paul rushed to Layla and picked her up, going to the basement where they had a small pool set up with warm water. Paul pulled Layla's shirt off and climbed into the water with her.

"I told the ones on patrol to find Sam and Sue. I'm here, princess. We've done the classes and we can do this. Your body knows what to do. Breathe slow and deep with me." Paul said softly. "Let me hold you up. Just focus on my voice and lay your head on my shoulder. I've got you."

Layla held onto Paul, feeling him massaging her lower back, going to squeezing her hips when a contraction would hit, keeping up a low, deep, soothing voice. Paul heard a door slam open and heard Sam all but flying down the steps to the basement. He looked frantic.

"They're coming pretty close together. Maybe a few minutes at most." Paul said softly. "Is Sue coming?"

"She's grabbing her bag." Sam said, stripping and climbing into the small pool.

Paul reluctantly handed her over to Sam. Layla grabbed onto Paul's hand and whimpered.

"Don't leave us?" Layla whispered just as another contraction hit.

Paul nodded, his heart clenching; even when she was desperate for Sam's presence, she still begged for him. Paul rubbed her back and squeezed her hips and helped Sam get her through it. Sue came down ten minutes later.

"How's the contractions?" Sue asked.

"Less than 2 minutes apart." Sam said.

"Bring her out and let me check how much she's dilated." Sue instructed.

Paul got or first and wrapped a towel around his waist. Sam handed Layla to Paul before getting out and doing the same. Paul brought Layla to the air mattress and Sam help her prop in a reclined position. Paul kept one hand in Layla's and another squeezing her hip.

Sue sanitized her hands before apologizing and sticking two fingers inside of Layla. Sue looked surprised.

"She's...I feel the baby's head. She's been in active labor and the baby is crowning." Sue said. "Paul, lay out the blankets and towels and get in position. You're going to be holding Layla in a squat and Sam, you're going to keep checking on the progress and you're going to catch your daughter. Layla's body will handle the rest. Just keep flooding her with your bonding scent. I'll be upstairs. You both will get very… feral almost. Very protective over the Alpha's mate as she gives birth. Paul, you'll need to keep a clear head until she's born and breathing. If something happens, yell for me." Sue instructed.

Sam and Paul kept Layla steadily progressing, with Sam checking every few seconds on the baby's journey.

"Her head!" Sam called out.

"Push hard, princess! You're doing so good! You're so close!" Paul said.

With a few more pushes, Sam caught the baby and Paul eased down gently until Layla was reclining on his chest.

"Wait 30 minutes before the cord is cut." Layla said, exhausted.

Sam made sure his daughter was breathing without obstruction and gently cleaned her eyes, nose, and mouth. He brought his daughter to Layla's chest, placing her in her mother's arms. Layla held her securely, checking her over. Sam hovered closely, even growling at Paul when he gently touched her hand. After half an hour, Paul called for Sue to tie the cord and Paul ended up cutting the cord as Sam couldn't stop hovering and growling long enough.

"I brought enough food and diapers for a couple of days. Keep her warm. All she'll need is mama's milk and a clean diaper, and of course her two wolves. I'll be nearby and check on Layla in 2 days." Sue said.

Sam carried Layla and the baby upstairs, pausing at the door.

"I'll secure the house and cover the windows." Paul said.

Sam nodded and nuzzled his Imprint and his daughter. When Paul gave the okay, Sam made a mad dash to the bedroom. Paul locked the door and turned all the lights off, helping Sam and Layla get into bed. Layla pulled Paul to lay behind her while Sam all but covered Layla and the baby. Layla made a small space between her and Sam, helping the baby to latch on and nurse. Sam was flooding his scent in the room, rubbing his face against Layla's before gently nuzzling his daughter's head, marking them both as his. The baby finally latched on, nursing almost impatiently. Layla gently caressed her daughter's arms and legs, encouraging her to stay latched. Paul moved from the bed momentarily, making Sam growl in warning and hover to cover his Imprint and his daughter. Paul grabbed the basket of food and the supplies for the baby and brought it into the bedroom, locking the door securely behind him. He sifted through and brought a handful of food stuff to the bed and setting the baby stuff at the foot of the bed for later.

"Eat." Paul said to Sam, pushing food at him.

Sam chuffed at being ordered around. He begrudgingly took the chicken legs Paul held out but then held it to Layla, nudging her with it.

"Mate." Sam growled out, his voice distorted by the wolf.

Layla took a bite and pushed it back to Sam. Sam growled and held it back to Layla.

"You need to eat too." Layla said softly.

Sam growled more forcefully.

"Mate. Eat." Sam grunted.

"He's not going to eat until you've eat your fill." Paul decoded.

Sam nodded and pushed the chicken again. Layla tried to grab it with the hand not supporting their daughter but Sam and Paul both growled in warning. Clearly, Sam felt the need to hand feed her so both her hands would remain with the baby and, clearly, Paul agreed. Layla sighed as she looked at Sam and opened her mouth. Sam fed her as the baby nursed. Layla gently raised her to burp her. She looked grumpy as her milk flow was disrupted, opening her eyes and glaring.

"Hey there, pretty ey-" Paul said, freezing as he looked into her eyes.

It happened.

Sam scented the change right away in Paul and growled so deep and so low that the walls themselves vibrated. Layla instinctively brought her daughter back to her chest, cradling her protectively.

"Sam? What's wrong?" Layla asked.

Sam was growling and glaring daggers at Paul, pulling Layla and the baby away from Paul. Paul looked panicked for a moment, trying to follow. Sam's hand pushed back against Paul's, making him whimper.

"Pauly?" Layla asked.

"I…he's very upset that I Imprinted…on your daughter…" Paul said. "It's not sexual, God, nowhere near that. Ever. I just...I just need to be near her and make sure she's safe and…"

Sam growled dangerously and pushed Paul hard, sending him off the bed and into the floor. The baby cried at the sudden movement and both Sam and Paul were surrounding Layla in an instant. Layla gently soothed the baby, letting her nurse from the other side.

"Just like her Daddy. Always wanting food and mad when my boob isn't within reach." Layla chuckled. "Sammy… Paul's okay. You know he is. You're just very… your wolf is in control and trying to protect his pup but you know Paul would never hurt either of us. Hell, he came to our rescue and took control when I was in labor. He'd die before he let something bad happen."

Sam growled, unhappy but not physically pushing Paul away anymore. Paul rest his head against Layla's arm, looking at the baby but not reaching out to touch her. He knew Sam was already agitated enough and any physical contact would result in his arm being ripped off. The sudden movement would terrify his little Imprint and make her cry again and he absolutely did not want that, so he contented himself with just watching her.

Two days later, Sam, Paul, Layla, and the baby were all finally sleeping at the same time. Sam and Paul both had made a protective cage around Layla and the baby, encasing both in their arms and legs as would have happened if they were wolves in the wild. Sue had let herself in the front door, but stopped just inside, knowing both Sam and Paul would be very temperamental.

"Sam, Paul, it's Sue. I'm coming to check on Layla and see how she's healing like I said. And to check on our newest little resident." Sue called out.

Sam and Paul were awake in a flash. Paul sat up and checked on Layla and the baby.

"I'll make sure she's alone." Paul said.

Sam nodded, glad he didn't have to leave Layla and his daughter. Paul pulled a pair of flannel pants on and made his way to the front door. He sniffed the air and checked Sue out, escorting her into the bedroom. He clicked on a small lamp and Sam immediately overreacted, pulling Layla and his daughter to his chest and growling. The movement and the noise startled both Layla and the baby, causing the latter to cry. Paul rushed to the bed, instinct winning out. Layla sat up, bringing her daughter with her. Paul and Sam both caved around her. Layla chuckled and gently shushed the baby. She settled back to sleep being against Layla's chest. Sue never moved from the doorway to the bedroom, not wanting to further agitate either male.

"Sam, can I check Layla out? Make sure that she's healing from the birth? And then see how that beautiful baby girl is doing?" Sue asked.

"My Imprint." Paul growled, his large hand covering most of the baby.

"Paul, may I check your Imprint out? And Sam, can I check your Imprint and your daughter?" Sue asked.

Paul was the first one to move out of the way but never got out of arm's reach of Layla or the baby. Sam crowded Layla and his daughter as Layla moved to the edge of the bed.

"Sammy, baby, I know you think you have to protect us, but this is Sue. Get your ass on the bed because your balls are too close to us." Layla said, sighing heavily.

Sam growledans grumbled as he sat on the bed but kept his upper body nearly hovered overtop of Layla. Layla shook her head and kissed Sam on the cheek before handing the baby to Sue. Sam and Paul both growled, reaching for the baby. Layla smacked their hands away.

"Sue is going to check our daughter ou. Both of you be still so she can make sure she's doing well. When she's done, Sammy, you can hold her. When Sue finishes with me, I'm taking the hottest shower ever." Layla said.

"I'd feel better if Sam or Paul accompanied you in the shower. Your legs got write a workout during birth and I don't want you to fall and get hurt." Sue said, gently holding the baby.

"Paul, will you hold her while Sam helps me shower?" Layla asked.

Paul looked panicked while Sam growled, using his hands to cover Layla's nudity.

"You'd rather Paul get traumatized by helping me wash my cat? And Paul… you can sit on the commode and hold her while we shower. You'll be okay. Just hold her, skin to skin makes her calm. You'll be fine. I know you won't let anything happen to her. You're her Imprint." Layla soothed.

Sam and Paul both settled. Sue measured the baby and weighed her, taking her temperature as well. She checked her ears, eyes, nose, and mouth, which made the baby snort and fuss softly. Like a shot, Paul was off the bed and gently taking the baby from Sue, glaring at Sue while he took the baby carefully back to Layla. Layla chuckled.

"Fussy just like her Daddy was." Sue teased. "Baby girl looks great. Lay down, pretty mama. Time to check how you're healing."

Layla handed the baby to Sam and laid down to let Sue check her out.

"So the pack and the Elders are wanting to have a big celebration. I cut off the bonfire as there's no way that baby needs to be in the cold air so I thought maybe we can have something here? We'll bring food and erything and you can introduce the little one to everyone. They're so eager to meet her." Sue said.

"That sounds awesome. Yeah, how about this weekend? I miss the pack." Layla said.

Sam and Paul both growled again.

"Don't even. We can't be hermits forever. They deserve to meet who's going to be their baby sister." Layla said. "Sam, you can't neglect your duty as the Alpha."

Sam grumbled but didn't outright disagree. Layla smiled. Sue gave Layla the green light and Layla sat up. Sue gathered her things and Paul escorted her out, locking the for behind her.

"Sam, let Paul hold the baby while we shower. Maybe it can have a happy ending for you." layla said, winking.

Sam look horrified.

"Daughter. In the same room." Sam said.

"I'm pretty sure she doesn't even know what a room is. She knows me, you, Paul, and milk. She won't know I'm on my knees choking on your c-" Layla said.

"LAYLA!" Sam called out, looking at the baby.

Layla giggled madly as she stood up, pulling Sam to the bathroom. Paul closed the toilet lid and sat down, Layla handing him the baby. Layla turned the shower on and got in, pulling Sam with her. Sadly, no shower fun as Sam kept checking every 2 minutes on his daughter.

The party they had in celebration of the baby being born was in full swing. Layla had just finished nursing the baby and was putting her in a sleeper when Sam came in. He was a little more vocal, using words instead of just growling and grunting all the time.

"Here, Daddy. You can show her off like I know you're dying to." Layla giggled, fixing her shirt.

Sam smiled and bent down to kiss Layla sweetly veggie taking the baby. She snuffled slightly but nuzzled deeply against her daddy's heat, her eyes opening and looking up at him curiously.

"Hey you." Sam said, his tone soft and full of love. "You're having your very own party and there's so many people here to meet you. And they all already love you so much. Most of them will be your big brothers. They're smelly and they're hyper."

Layla recorded Sam on his phone, smiling happily. She set the phone down and followed Sam out into the kitchen and the living room, being swarmed by the pack. Sam went to the center of the room and stood on a chair, holding his daughter up for everyone to see.

"Layla and I would like you to meet our daughter, the newest and cutest member of our pack and of our tribe. Born on December 10th, she weighs 8 pounds and 8 ounces and was 23 inches long. Everyone, welcome Penelope McCarty Whitlock Uley." Sam announced.

"And," Layla said, pulling a chair next to Sam, "We'd like to officially ask Sue and my uncle Charlie to be her grandparents since they've been more like parents to me than anyone else. And Jake? Leah? We'd be honored if you'd be her godparents?"

"Hell yes!" Jake said immediately.

"What Jake means is yes, we would be honored." Leah said, smiling.

"Charlie and I would love to be her grandparents, Layla. She's precious. Now hand my granddaughter over. She needs to meet this crazy bunch.

A few days later, because it took that long to convince both Sam and Paul, Layla arrived on the driveway of the Cullen household. Sam and Paul were tightly flanking Layla and the baby. Alice squealed excitedly and told everyone Layla was here with the baby. Emmett flew down the steps, so excited. He moved to hug Layla and was immediately met with Sam who had shifted instantly, growling and trying to cover Layla and his daughter.

"Sam, you silly wolf. We've been over this. Emmett is just so excited to meet his goddaughter." Layla said.

Emmett was joined by Rosalie and Alice and Jasper. Rosalie held her hands out. Layla smiled and handed Penelope to her. Paul was nearly on top of Rosalie.

"He Imprinted." Layla giggled. "I'd like you all to meet Penelope McCarty Whitlock Uley."

"McCarty is my last name…" Emmett said softly, looking at the baby, gently rubbing her cheek with his finger.

"Just like Whitlock is Jasper's." Layla said, smiling at Jasper. "And mine, technically. At least until the divorce is finalized. Sorry, Jasper...I think we all know who the real Mrs. Whitlock is."

"It's been marital bliss. By the way, I've been cheating on you with Alice." Jasper teased.

"Sweet! I've totally been doing Sam!" Layla giggled.

"Hand my goddaughter and namesake over Rose. It's obvious I'm her favorite." Emmett said.

Rosalie kissed the baby's had and gently handed her over. She pulled out get phone and recorded how gaga Emmett was.

"He'd have been the best daddy." Layla said softly.

Both alive and Jasper got to hold the baby before Sam and Paul became too agitated and were all but begging to leave. Layla hugged them all before getting into the Wrangler, buckling the baby in.

18 Years Later

Penelope was a senior in high school, nearing graduation. She had just finished getting ready for prom with her mom and her sissy Leah's help. She'd taken completely after Sam physically. But her attitude and spirit was Layla up and down.

"You look beautiful, baby." Layla said.

"Who'd you go to prom with?" Penelope asked.

"I didn't go to prom. Pauly and I were too cool hanging out in Seattle." Layla said.

Layla didn't want her daughter to know just yet about what happened that long ago.

"I went with your dad." Leah said, grinning. "That was way before Jay Jay and I got together."

"Sissy LeeLee, can't you talk mom and dad into letting me wear jeans? I can't function in a dress." Penelope pouted.

"Humor those oldsters." Leah whispered, making Penelope giggle. "Besides, Pep, you're totally rocking that dress. I bet your prom date will go crazy over you."

Penelope rolled her eyes, but blushed.

"So who are you taking, baby? You know Dad and Pauly will interrogate him within an inch of his life." Layla said, grinning.

"He goes to Forks. He's on the football team. I can't believe he'd be into me. He's gorgeous." Penelope gushed.

"You know if he gets all grabby that you grab him by the balls and jerk hard, right?" Layla asked.

"Mom!" Penelope laughed.

"Just saying. They're not like the rez boys. At least they know your dad and would be too scared to even look at you wrong." Layla said.

"I think I'd be more scared of Paul than Sam." Leah said, smirking.

A knock sounded at the door before it cracked open.

"Can I come in and see my beautiful girl?" Sam asked.

"Come in, Dad." Penelope said.

Sam walked in and stopped, his face splitting into a wide smile. He pulled her into his arms and hugged tightly.

"Is it too late to say you can't go? You look too beautiful, Peps. If he tries to touch you-" Sam said.

"I know. Grab his balls and rip them off. Mom already told me." Penelope said, giggling.

Sam looked at Layla and winked. Layla grabbed the camera and took plenty of pictures of Sam with Penelope, aww'ing the entire time. Leah jumped in and got pictures with her.

"So you can probably guess the pack is downstairs. They're all wanting to see you before you leave." Sam said.

"Even Pauly?" Penelope asked.

"Yeah, baby. Even Pauly." Sam said, sighing.

Penelope all but ran upstairs, being careful not to fall. She made it to the kitchen and was surrounding. She spotted Paul and smiled shyly. Jake picked her up and spun her around.

"You look beautiful." Jake said.

"For real. Want us to threaten him?" Jared asked.

"I think I'll do it anyway." Embry said.

"Yeah, he needs to meet all your big brothers." Quil added.

"Just to make sure he knows how to treat you." Seth said.

"You guys just wanna scare him!" Penelope whined.

Paul pushed through and wrapped his arm around Penelope and pulled her out of the throng of shifters. Thanks to his daily shifting, he still looked like he did when he was 18, much like Quil had done for Claire.

"They just want you to be safe and happy. But we all know I'm the real threat." Paul said, grinning. "You all can see Peppa tomorrow. Go home so she won't be too embarrassed."

Not too long after pack left, Penelope's portion date picked her up, surviving the interrogation. He took her to the Forks High Prom.

"I don't like him." Sam growled. "He's too smooth. Too sweet talking."

"Are you sure that isn't jealous papa wolf talking?" Layla teased. "But I agree. How mad do you think she'd be if we snuck in?"

"Very. She's you all over, princess." Paul said. "I'm going to head to the house. I'm gonna finish the bracelet for Peps."

"Love you, Pauly." Layla said, hugging him.

"Love you too, princess. See you later, Sam."

Paul wasn't at his house for half an hour before his cellphone tang. He frowned when he realized it was Penelope calling.

"Hey babydoll." Paul answered.

"Pauly come get me. Don't tell mom and dad." Penelope said, crying hard.

"What happened?" Paul asked, grabbing his keys and heading for his truck.

"Jason… it was all a joke!" Penelope cried out. "I'm just a joke!"

Paul growled dangerously as he sped out of the rez.

"You're not a joke, babydoll. Fuck him, he's nothing. I'm on my way. Stay on the phone and away from him. I'll fucking end him." Paul said, pushing the gas pedal down.

Within 5 minutes, Paul was screeching into the parking lot. He got out and ran until he found Penelope sitting on a bench, shivering and crying. He ran to her and picked her up, sitting down and wrapping his jacket onto her shoulders. Penelope was crying pathetically and it shattered Paul's heart. Apparently, there was a bet going on between the football team to see how many rez girls they could bring to prom and score with. Jason had been trying all evening until one of his buddies said he lost the bet and had to pay up. He told her she was nothing more than a lousy bet. Paul wanted to shift and attack but refrained. He pulled his phone out.

"Emmett? Yeah, I'm gonna need you and Rosalie to pull a Seattle." Paul said. "Yeah, enough to wreck their futures. There was a bet about scoring rez girls and unfortunately your goddaughter was involved. Yeah, I want then to fucking regret every messing with a rez girl, especially Penelope. Yeah, pictures and video of the take down would be perfect. Thanks."

Paul got a list of names and found their trucks easily enough, tagging them for Emmett and Rosalie to find.

"Should I ask?" Penelope asked, wiping her eyes, leaning against Paul's chest.

"You'll find out of the news tomorrow." Paul said cryptically. "That'll teach them to mess with my girl."

"You always say I'm your girl." Penelope said.

"Because you are." Paul said, standing up and carrying Penelope to his truck. "How about we get some pizzas and junk food and chill out at the house?"

"I'm raiding your closet. There's no way I'm wearing this all night." Penelope said as Paul headed home.

"You're welcome to everything that's mine, baby doll. Always." Paul said.

"Pauly?" Penelope said.

"Yeah?" Paul replied.

"Nana Sue told me about Imprinting. Did…did you ever Imprint on anyone?" Penelope asked.

"I sure did. The most beautiful girl I've ever seen." Paul said.

Penelope looked out the window.

"Wanna see a picture of her?" Paul asked, smiling.

"I guess." Penelope muttered.

Paul pulled into his driveway and pulled out his phone, taking a surprise selfie with Penelope before handing her his phone.

"Isn't she perfect?" Paul said softly.

Penelope looked from the phone to Paul and back to the phone.

"Me?" Penelope whispered.

"Since the first day your eyes opened and looked over at me." Paul said. "I Imprinted on you."

Penelope smiled, biting her lip and trying not to blush. Paul carried get inside and went to his closet, having get his softest shirt and pajama pants. Penelope changed in the bathroom and walked through the house, seeing just how many pictures Paul had of her and of them together. She walked into the living room and curled up next to him on the couch as he ordered delivery.

"So this means the crush I've had on you since I was 13 is good?" Penelope asked. "Can I kiss you?"

"Very good. It was hard tonight watching you getting all gushy over that idiot. I'm sorry he hurt you though, baby doll." Paul said. "And yeah…I'm yours to command. If you want me as a brother or best friend or protector or boyfriend… whatever you want, that's what I'll be."

Penelope blushed and leaned over, kissing Paul softly, shyly before pulling back. Paul felt like he was on cloud 9.

"Can I at least tell your mom that you're here with me so she won't worry?" Paul asked.

"Might as well. Tell her I'm staying the night, too. But tell her dog let dad or my brothers go after him." Penelope said.

Paul smirked.

God, he loved her.

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