I own nothing apart from Amber and Riley and the plot!!!

Chapter Three

It didn't take me too long to find it but that was mainly because of how small La Push was. Everything was pretty much in walking distance but it was a bit creepy with everything surrounded by forest.

When I pulled up to the mechanics I knew immediately that it was the popular place to go. Cars were piled up despite the small population here. I parked my car, slowly making my way into the shop and trying to calm my nerves. In my hand I clenched my resume, hoping it would be enough to get me this job that was so close to where we now lived.

Inside was surprisingly noisy; deep voices shouted at each other over loud heavy base music. I winced at the volume of things and then realized that the sliding glass door that separated the mechanic part of the store and the reception area was open.

They were in desperate need of some help.

I stood at the desk waiting for someone to notice me. I was getting agitated; no wonder they needed someone to work here. How many customers had walked out of here because of the lack of service they first receive?

Sighing I walked over to the sliding door, peaking in to the busy area. There was enough space for two cars to be worked on at a time. Grease and car parts were everywhere and tools were left lying on the ground.

"Hello?" I shouted over the noise, "Can I speak to someone please?"

I jumped as a large man stood from the other side of the first car. Dirt and grime covered his face and I almost laughed. I would have been extremely intimidated by him under any other circumstances but the sight of him slightly confused amused me greatly.

"Can I help you?" The man asked his voice deep.

I gave him a nervous smile, "I'm looking for Sam Uley."

"That would be me." Sam said still looking confused. "Is there something you needed done?"

I realized that he was talking about a car, "Oh, no. I heard from your wife that you were looking for a receptionist. I'm new in the area and I really need some work, so here I am."

Sam smiled, coming over to me and extending a hand, "Sam Uley. Sorry about the lack of service; you see why we need a receptionist so bad."

"Amber Jackson. It's nice to meet you." I said politely, shaking his large hand and I almost jumped when I felt how hot his temperature was.

"Have you done receptionist work before?" Sam asked, moving the conversation back into the reception area, closing the sliding door.

I nodded, handing him my resume, "I've done a lot of work; I move around lots but I'm hoping here will be the place to settle."

Sam flicked through my resume, "I'd be more than happy to hire you. You don't mind waiting a moment to meet the rest of the guys?"

I blinked, "How many work here?"

"There are six of us. There are two that should be back any second and the rest are out the back. I'll get them." He opened the door and shouted, "Oy, guys come here."

A moment later three just as large men came out, all covered in grease and dirt, "What's up?" One of them asked.

"This is Amber; she's applying for the receptionist job." Sam explained.

The boys all looked ecstatic, "Oh thank all that's merciful." One of them said exaggeratingly.

"That was Jacob." The exaggerator, "That's Quil and that's Jared. Paul and Embry should be back…right now."

Another two men walked in, one looking grouchy and kind of scary; the other looked a bit sad but putting on a happy façade as he entered. He didn't notice me but the first guy did, glaring slightly when he realized I wasn't a customer.

"Who's the girl?" He grunted.

"This is Amber; she's here for the receptionist job." Sam said shortly. "Amber, he's Paul and that's Embry."

That was when Embry looked up and as our eyes met the world around us seemed to literally stop. His eyes widened and his mouth literally dropped open as his eyes trailed over me. He looked mesmerized. He took a small step towards me but stopped.

"Hi." He breathed, still staring at me.

I notice the others looking between us, "Hello." I muttered, blushing slightly.

"It looks like we have our receptionist." Sam said smiling.

I stayed for a little while longer, organising work times and agreed on my day off being Sunday. The guys were surprisingly a lot of fun to be around, always joking about each other. I got along especially well with Jared.

"Well I'll see you tomorrow." I said happily.

I drove home feeling much better than I did. When I got there I found Riley sitting at the kitchen table drawing animatedly. He looked up when I came in and he realized that something good must have happened.

"Where did you go?" He asked immediately.

I sat down next to him, smiling brightly, "I went to talk to some people about a job and they gave it to me. I think things are going to be good here."

He beamed and went back to his drawing, looking much more at ease. I have to admit, it's much easier knowing that we had money coming in now. I was going to be getting paid weekly and Riley had a place to go now and a new friend.

That night I slept easy and the next morning was a bit crazy. I was worrying a bit about what I should wear when I knew that Sam told me to wear something casual. In the end I picked a pair of comfortable pair of jeans and a slimming black sweater.

I dropped Riley off first, making him promise to be good for Emily. I kissed him on the head after walking him up to the door. I was so nervous when I got to the mechanics. Sam was waiting for me and I must have looked worried because he smiled reassuringly.

"I'm just going to show you where everything is." He said kindly.

He basically just showed me where the staff tea room was, how to use the eftpos machine, bookings and the phone. Then he left me alone. The first time the phone rang Sam came out to watch me work and he seemed impressed when I had finished and booked a customer in.

The morning went along like this; talking on the phone and talking to the customers that came to collect their car. I was a little shocked however when they closed the store up for lunch. Embry came out to close up.

"What are you doing?" I asked in confusion.

"It's lunch time." He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I frowned slightly, "You take time off work for lunch?"

He nodded, grabbing my hand and pulling me back to the tea room, "We kind of get really hungry. Apparently it's not a pretty sight so you've been warned. How do you like La Push so far?" He asked all in once.

I blinked registering what he said, "Um, yeah it's good so far. I think this will be the place we, I mean I will settle in." I stammered; I didn't want them knowing about Riley just yet.

The tea room was overly crowded. I contemplated my chances of being able to go back to my area but Embry tightened his grip on my hand somewhat protectively. I blushed, surprising myself for loving the feel of his burning hand grasping mine. I barely knew him; I couldn't possible feel something for him now. I had to think of Riley.

I was glad Embry gave me the warning about how they eat; they literally ate like they were a pack of wolves. The amount of food that they consumed was enough to feed an entire army for several months.

Once they finished eating we continued to talk and laugh. The guys were great company and were hilarious. Yet there was only one of them that I couldn't seem to get off my mind, no matter how hard I tried.

I went home feeling happier than I had in a long time, for once happy with the job that I had gotten. That could also be because of a certain guy who had already caught my attention.

Embry Call.