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***The Receptionist? Nah, I Couldn't Be That Lucky***

Mondays. The worst day of the week. Well, they used to be. Now Saturdays and Sundays are, then I don't have an excuse for seeing Carlie everyday.

I was still to busy thinking about Carlie to take don the volleyball nets so we could start the flag football until. Oh, well. One more week of Carlie in spandex wouldn't kill anyone. Actually, maybe Cook…

Carlie was, as usual, the first one ready. "Hey Mr. Wolfe."

"Good morning Carlie." I said with a smile.

"Volleyball still? Andrew said you usually change it up every week."

I shrugged. "I've been a little busy." I said truthfully.

"Oh. Me too. Trying to get settled in and all." She said

"So, if you don't mind me asking, do you have a house or an apartment?" like I didn't know…

"I have a condo." She answered with a smile. "My parents got it for me before I moved. They tried to buy me a house, but I refused. I like it. My neighbors are pretty cool."

"That's good. So you're settling in well?"

"Yeah. Thanks." She replied as other kids started to come in.

I waited until all of the stuck-up, now blurry, girls graced us with their presents. "Ok. I've been busy, so volleyball for another week. Brown, Roberts, Jones, Breech. Captains."

They all picked their teams, and, through bullying, Cook ended up on the same team as Carlie. I decided that it was inevitable that they were going to end up on a team together somehow, I decided that I would just have to be in the shadows until they broke up.

I stood behind Carlie again. Volleyball involved squatting and pushing her ass out. In spandex. Nice.

Carlie's team was playing Hilary Brown's team. With Cook trying to play the whole court, they were losing.

"Andrew!" Carlie yelled playfully. "We're going to lose this!"

"No! We're not!"

"We need help." She said.

"No, we don't!"

Carlie smiled and looked over to me. "Mr. Wolfe?"

I raised my eyebrows, "That'd be cheating."

"I've noticed that I have yet to see you do anything physical in physical ed class." She teased.

I would love to get physical… "That's because I don't want you all to feel bad about bad you are in comparison to me." I joked.

Carlie's smile broadened, revealing a set of blinding white teeth. "Oh, yeah? Prove it."

I smiled, "I can play a whole court by myself! I don't have super speed!" …that they know of.

"Alright. Then I'll be on your team." She said, coming over to stand in front of me.

This probably wasn't the best idea in the world. Her being so close to me in her little gym outfit. But… "Fine. What poor unfortunate team are we taking on?"

Carlie smiled and looked around at her classmates. "Um, Andrew! Pick a team."

He smiled. "Alright. I hope you know that you're going down sweetheart."

He has a pet name for her!?!?!?

"Nope. See, Mr. Wolf and I are the perfect team," I like the sound of that. "because he's really tall, so he can spike and block, and I'm really short, so I can dig. So we're going to win."

Cook rolled his eyes, "Yeah, with only two people on your team, and me having a team of 6?"

"Two is all we need, Cook." I said in my alpha voice, it was very intimidating to most people.

He was a bit taken aback at first, but then smiled as if I was kidding. "We'll see about that." Cook picked his 5 team members and the game got started.

Carlie and I were the perfect team. They would serve it, she would dig it, and I would spike it. Not using all of my strength of course, by enough so that they were incapable of getting it returned.

When we won (21-9!!), Carlie danced over to me with a smile on her face and held up her hand for a high-five. I gave her one.

I think she felt it too. Electricity. When my hand lightly touched hers my heart jumped and I felt all warm. I know, I know. Pussy language. But that is literally what it felt like. My eyes met hers after I felt it. She had a surprised look on her face before she erased it and replaced it with a small smile.

"Ok, I admit it, you actually are good at sports." She said with a nervous smile. Ah ha! She did feel it! I know it.

"Don't doubt me." I laughed.

"Next time I wont."

"Good game, Baby." Cook said, giving Carlie a hug.

"Aw, thanks. You too."

"Alright guys, I'll see you tomorrow!" I dismissed them.

As soon as I assured my self that every one was in their next class, I sat down in my office and called Rachel.

"Do I get to meet her yet?" she answered the phone.

"Um, no."

She sighed, "Then why are you calling?"

"Advice."

"Oh. Ok."

"Alright. So long story short, she gave me a high five in class today. And I'm pretty sure she felt the spark too. But she seemed a little weirded out by it. So I just need to know what to do now."

"Um. Wow. You truly are hopeless. Do nothing. Pretend it didn't happen."

"Why!?" I yelled. "If she felt it too-"

"I bet she's confused. I mean, you mentioned that she has a boyfriend now?" I growled. "Right. She's probably wondering why she feels more of a connection with her teacher than her boyfriend."

"Hum. I guess that makes sense."

"You should come home for a weekend so you can show us what she looks like."

"What if she needs my help that weekend I'm gone. And I come back and she's dead?"

"Have Embry, Seth, and Leah watch her. Come on, Jake! Embry, Seth, and Leah come back for a visit at least once a year! We haven't seen you in 10 years!"

"I just cant. I don't want to risk her safety."

She sighed. "Ok. I guess that's ok then. Just hurry up."

I laughed. "I'm working on it Rach. I'm pretty sure she at least trusts me now."

"That's good. Just hurry up, ok? We miss you!"

"I miss you too, Rach. Talk to ya soon."

"Bye Jake."

After my call to Rachel, I did what I usually do when I don't have a class: slept. After patrolling until 2am, I'm usually beat during the day.

I always felt kinda dirty whenever I have dreams, adult dreams, about Carlie while I'm at work. But I can't help it, she's always on my mind. Or, as Leah puts it, 'She's like a fucking worm in your head!' Personally, I don't get it. But that's Leah.

"Mr. Wolfe." I heard her amused voice laugh. "Do you always fall asleep second period?"

I opened up my eyes to see her beautiful face standing in the doorway. "Pretty much. I don't sleep much."

She smiled. "Ok. Well, Jessie brought doughnuts. You better grab one before Kevin eats them all."

"Right." I said, jumping out of my awesome spiny chair and following her out of my office and into the gym. "So what do you eat for breakfast if you don't eat doughnuts?" this was my sneaky way of asking if she eats or not.

She smiled. "Fruit, sometimes pancakes."

Before I got the chance to reply, Cook called her over, she smiled apologetically and went over to him. "So I'll see you at 3 30 then!" I called.

"Yep!" she flashed me a brilliant smile before Cook's lips hitting her lips marred it. Fucker.

The rest of the day went by slowly. Embry joked about my conference with Carlie, making an innuendo every chance he got. I finally just punched him to shut him up.

At the end of the day, I watched Carlie run out of school and hop into her sweet-ass Jag and drive away. I still had an hour to kill before I could see her again. So I decided to go bother the hell out of Seth at work.

Seth worked at a small little grocery store right by our apartment. He was a bag boy. Seth had a very positive out look on life, and therefore didn't mind his job.

"Hey Seth." I greeted as I walked in the door.

"Hey Jake. Killing some time before that 'conference' of yours?"

I narrowed my eyes. "Talk to Embry recently?"

Seth's smirk gave him away. "Um-"

"I'm not going to do that to her! Jesus!"

Seth held up his hands in surrender. "Alright! Alright! So where does she work?"

I shrugged. "I don't know the name of the place, only the address."

He laughed. "With your luck, she's going to be working at a strip club. Then you couldn't possible resist her."

I frowned. Her parents wouldn't let her do that. They seem rich, Leah said Carlie was in all designer clothes. Wait, if she was rich, why was she working? She better not be a stripper. Well… No! No, she better not be. Only for me. "Nah, she probably works in retail or something."

Seth and I continued to chat about random stuff while I waited anxiously. At about 3 15, I said good-bye to Seth and followed MapQuest's directions to Carlie's work.

My eyes widened as I parked my car. I rechecked that I had the right address. I confirmed it 3 times: Carlie worked in a mechanic's garage.

Please just be the receptionist. Please just be the receptionist. Please just be the receptionist. I chanted in my head. I've already gone over a week with no sex. I don't know if I could resist my wet dream come true. Seeing her bent over the hood of a car…

I walked into the office part. An older woman was sitting behind the desk. She could just be in the bathroom.

"Um, hi. I'm looking for Carlie Mason?" I asked the woman.

Before she had a chance to answer, a short balding man came out of the other office. "Mason!" he bellowed. "Your 3 30 is here! Make it fast!"

We waited for a few moments with no reply. The man sighed and motioned for me to follow him. He led me into the garage. "You must be her teacher?" he asked.

"Ah, yeah. Jake Wolfe."

He grunted and led me over to an older looking classic car. I could smell her. There was no doubt in my mind that Carlie was bent over the hood of the car working on the engine. Fuck. Me. I felt little Jake harden.

My imprint, my perfect mate, was bending over on a car, wearing little shorts and a skimpy white tee-shirt. Covered on oil. And looking hella sexy. Not good. But so good.

"Mason!" the man yelled harshly.

"Joe! Jesus! I'm right here! What?" she replied in a snap, not looking up.

"Your 3 30 appointment is here." He said just as harshly. If he knew what was good for himself, he would treat her with respect.

Carlie looked up and smiled. "Oh. Hi Mr. Wolfe. Just give me one second." She said as she grabbed a rag and whipped off the oil stains form her hands and face.

"You said this wouldn't take long, Mason. No more than 30 minutes or your fired." Joe warned.

Carlie rolled her eyes, "Yeah. Like your going to fire your biggest money maker."

Joe frowned and looked behind him. I was furious at what I saw; it was a big window looking into the waiting room. And about 5 guys stared in. They clearly had a good show when Carlie was bending over the hood.

"Just hurry up." Joe grumbled. "All 5 of those guys requested you."

Carlie smiled and looked over to me. "So do you want to go in the break room?"

I took a deep breath in attempt to control the growing bulge in my pants. "Yeah." The prospect of being in a small room with her, dressed like that, was exciting, but scary. I had to control my wolf instincts that were telling me to just take her and mark her as mine.

I followed Carlie, trying my best not to stare at her ass that was pretty much hanging out of her shorts, to the small, foul smelling break room. She sat on one of the padded chairs, and I sat on the other.

"So." Carlie prompted.

"You work on cars?" I blurted out. Christ. I felt like I was in middle school again.

She smiled. "Yeah. I suppose its not the most common job for a teen age girl, but I love cars."

I smiled. "Me too. I rebuilt my car from scratch."

Her eyes widened. "Scratch?" she asked in shock. I nodded. "Wow. I just rebuild engines to make them go faster. My aunt and dad taught me."

"That's cool. So the Jag out there? Is that your's?"

She laughed. "Yeah. I bought it as soon as I was in America."

My eye brows shot up in surprise. "You bought it? On a mechanic's salary?"

She looked down. "Um, no. I'm I guess what you would call a trust fund baby. I chose to work. To feel independent." She sighed. "I'm not so good at my resolution to not dip into my trust fund, but I just cant help it. I've been raised to get everything I've always wanted." She seemed a little ashamed by this.

"So you work here because you want to?" I asked.

She smiled a little. "Yeah. Like I said, I love cars."

Wow. She doesn't dip into her trust fund on principal. Sexy, check. Smart, check. Independent, check. She's perfect.

"Well," I said after a moment of awkward silence. "If it were up to me, we wouldn't have this meeting. Your grades are perfect. You seem to be making friends. Everything looks good. Is there anything you want to talk about?"

She thought for a moment. "Nope."

I laughed. "Alright then. I'll see you tomorrow."

She laughed. "No offence or anything, but that was a huge waste of time."

"I complete agree. Have a good night Carlie." I said as I exited the break room.

I could have stretched it out. But I couldn't stand to be in there any longer. Her scent filled the room. And I was getting a boner. I raced home to drop off my car an then immediately ran into the forest and phased.

Hey. How did the- Embry cut off mid sentence when he saw my thoughts. Holy shit! A mechanic? That's like your wet dream come true! He laughed.

How in the hell are you going to deal with that? Leah asked.

I have no clue…