I wasn't sure how I had ended up smashed against Seth's gigantic chest, but it felt like my body was inside a woodstove. His snores were loud enough to start a landslide, echoing off the walls the way they did. I tried to squeeze out of his grasp, but it was no use.
"Mmmmm, Mr. Wuffykins. Hee hee hee, " Seth mumbled. Mr. Wuffykins? Who in the name of Peter Gabriel is that? Some feminine wolf-cousin? I didn't want to stick around when Seth woke up and discovered that Mr. Wuffykins was missing.
We were situated on a comfy, velvet couch, and all along the walls were pictures of the Cullens and the wolf pack. There was Renesmee, hugging Jake. They were both laughing, and Jake had his arm around her. I gulped. What did Jake mean by "a little sexy"? Was he going to deflower my precious Nessie? I knew Jake was her guardian, but if he took it too far…
Well, Edward would see to his deflowering if anything got out of control. I could rely on him, couldn't I?
Just when I had started to wonder about those fudge-striped cookies, Seth grunted and blinked. I kept perfectly still, and then he rolled his head until it was right next to mine.
Confusion filled Seth's face, but then he smiled in a creepy sort of way. I was perturbed by the way his smile curled around his face like a bad mustache.
"Well, hello there, my little peach fuzz. Care to have some of my fudge-striped cookies?" He gestured towards a plate of cookies, smothered in chocolaty goodness.
"Seth, has your mind been warped by pod people? I'm Edwards' wife, for crying out loud! What about…" I hesitated. "What about Mr. Wuffykins?"
Seth's leer melted off his face almost instantly and changed into raw anger. "Don't you dare bring him into this!" He yelled, his face glowing red.
"I don't even know who he is! All I know is, you'd better let me go, or I'll tell the pack you're sleeping with him!" I couldn't believe the words had spilled from my mouth. But if Seth phased, I could take him. After all, my force field has its perks.
"Who told you about him?" Seth whispered dangerously, ignoring my threat.
"No one. You were talking in your sleep, and you mentioned his name."
"LIAR! I don't talk in my sleep!" Seth glared at me.
"Who else would know but you? Did you tell someone? Or was it… Mr. Wuffykins?"
Seth gasped. "He's right behind you!"