Ch.6
Shanelle walked into the living room to find a glaring match going on between Trey and Embry. Had something been said while she was gone? Embry made his way over to her and kissed her on the forehead. "How, about we take my car?" Embry suggested looking down at her. She smiled up at him, but shook her head no.
"I haven't seen my best-guy friends in forever; I want to ride with them. Come on, I'll drive," Shanelle said picking up her car keys off the table. She walked out the door as quick as she could; all the male testosterones were making her sick. She slipped into the drivers' seat of the Lincoln Navigator, Embry slipped into the passenger seat, and everyone else got in the back. She turned to different stations till she could hear Trey Songz coming through the speakers. "Lee, is Seth coming?" she asked turning her head to look at Leah.
"Nope, he has p-work," Leah said. Shanelle simply humphed, it would have been nice to have to the kid around. On the way to dinner no one talked, unless it was her or Leah singing to the song on the radio.
Shanelle pulled into the first parking spot she saw and hopped out of the raised SUV. They made their way to the door, and got a few glances from guys here and girls there. Lucky for her and Leah's sanity, their waiter was a man. "What can I get you?" he asked look directly at Shanelle. She felt Embry shift and put his arm around her slender shoulders.
"Waters, for everyone, and the onion rings as appetizers," Embry answered, the poor waiter almost peed his pants, Embry seemed to do that to teenage boys, as he walked off.
"So, Embry," Drew said looking up from his menu, "what do you do for a living?" typical question, Shanelle thought, she knew everything he was going to ask, it's happened many time before.
"I'm a lawyer" Embry said.
"I heard lawyers like to lie," Trey said under his breath. He was simply ignored by everyone but Leah who was studying his body language to prove her point. She noticed how Trey's feet were pointed at Shanelle and how he sat across from her, directly across. She also noticed how his hand was lazily put on the table, as if hopping she would touch him.
"Well that's a good job to have," Drew said, "what are your plans with Shanelle, and please, don't say any crap like, I want to be the love of her life, or her prince charming, if you do I will break your neck. Every guy tells me that."
"Um, well I see myself starting a family with her someday, trying to be the best husband I can be." As Embry said this, Trey almost dropped the knife he was using to butter his bread, "Well, if that's what she wants," Embry added.
"Good answer," Drew said, "I really wanted to break some ones neck next though," Drew's laughter filled the air as he finished.
"If you want, you can kill the waiter, look what he wrote on my napkin," Shanelle said holding up a napkin with his number written on it.
"That little punk," Embry muttered under his breath. Now Embry wasn't mad about this, but he had to act like it. He knew, well hoped, that Shanelle wouldn't leave him for a greasy faced teenager. By the end of the meal, everyone was talking and laughing, well everyone but Trey. There was just something off about the guy, Embry noticed the way he looked at Shanelle. As if she was a prize, something to be won, it really pissed him off.
They arrived back to the house a little later, everyone had gone off to their own rooms, and Jake had gone home. Shanelle was currently sitting in Embry's lap listening to him talk about nothing as they sat on her bed. As Embry went on about his case, Shanelle watched his mouth as he talk, and notice how his lips curved when he said things with 's' in them, like case. Shanelle's I-pod was also going in the back ground, as the song change, Embry looked down at her. "What?" she asked.
"Really, Shay, Justin Bieber?" Embry said his eyebrows lifted.
"Yeah, it's a good song," Shanelle said with a shake of her head. Embry looked at her and watched her tongue run across her lips, he swallowed hard as she moved a little in his lap so she was facing him. At that moment, he thought about the fact that he had never, really kissed Shanelle, like really kissed her. Just as he started to lean in to kiss her, Leah busted through the door.
"Told you we should have put the dresser in front of it," he mumbled.
"Be nice," Shanelle said, "What's up Lee?"
"Well first, lover boy's got to go so I can tell you, and he's late for his second job," Leah said. Embry kissed Shanelle on the cheek and made his way out the door, so he could go do his wolf thing.
"Okay spill," Shanelle said as Leah pushed the dresser in front of the door even though he'd probably just as easily push it away...
"Just in case he comes back early," Leah said sitting down, "Now, Trey is seriously crushing on you sweetheart. I mean full-on, love sick, puppy mode. It's hilarious the way he glares at Embry, gosh how can you not see this?" Leah exclaimed walking out of the room.
"Lee, I think you need help. Maybe all that time you spend with Jake is starting to mess with your brain." Shanelle laughed as she slipped under her covers.
