Paul's Pov

Everyone just finished eating dinner and was sitting in the living room of Sam and Emily's house. Somehow we all fit, and everyone was enjoying themselves. Little Jared was sleeping on one end of the couch, while Kennedy was asleep with her head in my lap, and Lorna was looking tired. It was only 4 pm, but considering its 12 am in London, they have a pretty good excuse. Grace, Sarah, and Brian, though, looked like they could stay up way longer. Lorna looked to be getting more tired by the second, and around five, she was dead asleep leaning her head on Embry's shoulder.

Embry didn't seem to mind; in fact he seemed to be enjoying it, a little too much. "Embry, stop you're goddamn smiling-"

Then it hit me, Embry imprinted on my little sister! I should have figured it out sooner! He was with her all day! He only carried her things when were unpacking, and he insisted to sit by her at dinner! How could I have been so thick?

I started to shake, and Kennedy started to shift in her sleep. I can't phase. I won't phase. No. Not with Kennedy and my new family so close.

A look of shock then guilt passed over Embry's face. That made me calm down. At least he realized how it affected me, and, oh, it affected me big time. Let's just say he's going to be getting it later.

Embry's Pov

My imprint is asleep on my shoulder. My imprint is asleep on my shoulder. I repeated this fact over and over in my head, just to confirm that it is real.

My imprint trusts me enough to see her sleeping form. She's so pretty with her luscious brown hair, her sparkling silver eyes, and her smile, oh that smile of her's could bring me to my knees.

"Embry stop you're goddamn smiling-" Paul starts to yell.

Then I saw flash of insight and awareness in his eyes, oh crap! He knows!

I started to worry for Kennedy's safety. If she was in his lap when he phased, he probably would do more than just scar her. She stirred in her sleep.

I felt guilty for imprinting on his sister. I know I have no control of these things, but he hasn't even known her for a day and he knows she is with her destined guy.

He stopped shaking after a bit and flashed me an evil smile. Oh crab cakes. I'm a goner.

"Hey, guys, can you help me carry Kennedy, Lil Jared, and Lorna to the car? I'll drive them home."

"Okay," Paul and I responded.

I picked Lorna up and carried her bridal style to Brian's car. Paul carried Kennedy with her head on his shoulder and his arm supporting her under her thighs. Brian followed us with Lil Jared in his arms. He had his tiny arms wrapped around brains neck.

"I'll come with you to help you carry them inside." I offered.

"I'll come, too." Paul says and after Brian sets Lil Jared down in the car he gave me a look.

Brian's car was a 2010 explorer. It could carry up to seven people, so it easily held all of six of us.

Kennedy and Lil Jared sat in the middle row, while Lorna and I sat in the back, her head still on my shoulder.

When we reached their house, I picked Lorna up and maneuvered us through the back of the car. Brian and Paul had Kennedy and Lil Jared. Paul, being able to hold Kennedy with one arm, took out his key to the house and unlocked it.

We went upstairs because all the bedrooms are up there except Dad and Becca's.

When you first go up the stairs, there's a door that leads to a bathroom. The door across the hall is Paul's, and then the door to the left is Brian's, then Grace, then Sarah. Across the hall from Brian's is Lil Jared's, then next door is Kennedy's. Lorna's is the room at the end of the hall. I carried her into her room and put her under the covers. After I tried to leave, she grabbed onto my shirt and wouldn't let go. After struggling for about 10 minutes, Paul and Brian walk in, wondering why it's taking so long.

Brian starts to laugh when he notices my predicament. "Wow, I haven't seen her do those in years."

"So this is normal, right?" Paul asks.

"Yeah, she used to do this quite a bit when our mother died to Aunt Becca."

"How did your mother die anyways? Dad didn't go into specifics."

"She committed suicide after finding out Erik was dead."

"Erik?" Paul asks.

"Yeah, her" he gestured to Lorna, "Father."

"Oh?" this peaks my interest.

"Yeah, Grace and Sarah aren't related to me by blood. They were Erik's kids from his wife before he met my mom. They're mom died in childbirth. I was her kid from her boyfriend before she met him. He ran off leaving my mom 5 months pregnant. Mom moved us from New York to Chattanooga, TN, were she met Erik. They fell in love and had Lorna, Kennedy, and Lil Jared. Erik went off to war and died. Mom committed suicide and we were sent to live in England with Aunt Becca. We lived with her for about three years and then she met Lucas, your father, and you know the rest."

Oh, so she's had a hard life. "The only way to make her let go is if one you have chocolate chip waffles or if you wake her up. Well, either way she will wake up, but she tends to be in a better mood with the first."

"You don't have to wake her up. I'll just sit on the floor. It's okay."

"Okay and I'm keeping the door open, so holler if you need anything."

Brian walked out, Paul growled at me, "Touch my sister, and I'll make sure you can't reproduce."

"Why would you even suggest I do something like that? You know the imprint wouldn't allow me to do anything that would affect her negatively!"

He sighed, "I know that, I just want to be able to say I warned ya."