Author's Note: I know it's been a while, but I've been busy with my other story and school, softball, etc. Hopefully, this chapter will make up for it.

Imprinting Is Like Getting Punched In The Face

I was pacing in the kitchen, waiting for Chloe. I was glad no one was around to see me completely freak out over just having a measly lunch with my new girlfriend. Girlfriend. If I had thought of Chloe as my girlfriend three months ago I would have laughed until I was throwing up. Back then words like scary, mean, commanding, and dictator popped into my head. Then again, those words still pop in my head, but now she's my little dictator.

My ears picked up the sound of gravel getting kicked outside so I took my pacing into the living room to greet whoever was there. Of course, it was Chloe and she didn't bother knocking. She just flung open the door, kicked off her flip-flops and sat on my couch.

I just stood there like an idiot and stared. Chloe was wearing her volleyball sweatshirt (which was washed from the last time I saw her in it) and cut off shorts which showed her smooth, tanned, totally sexy legs that were crossed. Her hair hung loose at her shoulders. My eyes went back up her face and were dazzled by her beautiful smile that was for me.

"Hey," I choked out, taking a hesitant step towards her. I'm great at small talk; I think you can tell that by now. Chloe's smile grew and her beckoned me over to her by patted the seat next to her. I sat beside her, but kept some distance between us. I wasn't sure what her comfort zone was when sitting next to a werewolf.

"So, what's for lunch, Ian?" Chloe asked, recrossing her legs. My eyes followed them. She cleared her throat and waited for me to gather myself.

"I was thinking we could whip up some chicken quesadillas then watch some college volleyball on TV," I answered finally. She grinned, grabbed my large hand and pulled me into the kitchen. I didn't have to tell her where anything was since this was like her second home. My hand was tingling from her touch as I followed her around the kitchen like a lost puppy.

It wasn't long that Chloe had our chicken grilling while talking to me about how Annie had killed all her fish. Half of my mind was paying attention to her words like a good boy, but the other half was being a rebel and kept glancing at her lips as she talked. I think she noticed 'cause she kept smirking at me.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" she said suddenly, making me break eye contact with her.

"Huh?"

"You keep looking at me with this look like you've just found an amazing treasure. It's flattering yet creepy," Chloe explained, turning back to the chicken and putting it on the shells and loading them up with sauce, lettuce, tomatoes, and cheese. My face heated up a little, but she didn't see me.

"Well, maybe I have found treasure," I stated. My eyes widened when I realized what had came out of my mouth. She turned back to me and stared at me real hard before breaking out into a grin.

"Pretty smooth talk there. I'm so touched, now lets eat before I start crying," Chloe teased and grabbed our plates and went back into the living room to watch volleyball. I loped after her and happily took my place beside her in the floor (mom doesn't let anyone eat on the couch).

I was finished eating before the game even started and had finished off Chloe's too. She shredded off her sweatshirt and laid it beside her (she was wearing a t-shirt under it). I gulped and nervously shifted closer to her. Chloe eyed me out of the corner of her eye and let me place my arm over her shoulders. She leaned her head on me and scooted closer also.

She got really into the game after that so I just watched her scream at the TV. Chloe would grab a handful of my shirt when something exciting was happening or dig her nails into my arm when her team fell behind. Even though we weren't really doing anything that we didn't do every weekend (besides sitting really, really close to each other) Chloe would blush when she caught me staring at her.

Chloe cheered when her team won at the end and gave me a quick peck on the lips before going into the kitchen to wash our dirty dishes. I stayed where I was in the floor and grinned stupidly at the wall, letting Chloe's scent wrap around me from where she walked past me.

Once she came back in, she let me pick what we were going to watch (Lord of the Rings-The Fellowship of Ring) and sat on the couch behind me. Her fingers ran through my thick hair as I tried to pay attention to the movie. I could hear her mumble some of the lines if she knew the part real well (we had watched this movie a lot together since it was my favorite). I was doing pretty well at paying attention by the time Fordo was getting stabbed until I felt Chloe's soft lips brush against my neck.

My stomach lurched and my arms tensed up. She gently ran her lips up to my jaw and placed butterfly kissed on the side of my face. I swallowed nervously and turned my head so I could see her. Chloe's eyes were bright and her hair was pushed behind one of her shoulders. She smiled and leaned in to give me a kiss. I met her half way and gently took her face between my hands.

We pulled back slowly, both of us grinning at each other. Chloe wrapped her arms around my neck and let me turn back to my movie even though I had lost interest in it. I sighed happily and enjoyed myself as her fingers started to go through my hair again.

My movie was almost over when mom came back from shopping. She giggled at the sight of us. Chloe had fallen asleep with her arms wrapped around my neck and her head resting on my shoulder. I rolled at her, but on the inside I felt like doing the same thing except I'd do a manly giggle instead (I don't know if that's possible but I'd make it work).

"I'm just going to put these groceries up then I'll just go upstairs," mom whispered, grinning still and hurried into the kitchen. I ignored the noise she was making and went back to the movie. Mom didn't even look at us as she made her way to the stairs. Privacy was a rare thing in this house and I was glad to have it right now.

Chloe made some kind of mumbling sound into my shoulder and tightened her grip on me. I liked this kind of affection better than the kind she used to give me. Beating me with books and getting knocked out by volleyballs is barely considered affection. I guess what I have now is what you would call tough love, but I like it.

"Ian, put in the next movie," Chloe muttered sleepily, raising herself off of me. I flexed my shoulder to get the blood flowing again. She rubbed her eyes and lowered herself into the floor beside me. I obeyed her wishes and put in the next Lord of the Rings movie. Chloe put herself into my lap when I sat back down and laid her head on my other shoulder this time and fell back asleep. At least she was keeping me entertained while she slept, not that I'd get bored watching her sleep or anything.

Chloe's nap was interrupted by dad banging open the door with Jared right behind him, both of them laughing loudly. Mom came running down the stairs to see what had happened only to see her husband raiding the kitchen. Chloe crawled out of my lap and just sat beside me, watching my parents bicker about when dinner was.

"I think I should go home. Dad is making us something special tonight for dinner," Chloe yawned, staggering to her feet after my parents had stopped fighting. I followed her led and walked behind her out to my truck. Chloe started to wake up more on the drive to her house so she decided to bust my eardrums with her music.

"I'll see you tomorrow," I said when I pulled into her driveway. She nodded, but stayed where she was beside me. Chloe leaned over and pecked my lips. I followed her when she pulled back and stole another kiss from her before she left. Chloe giggled and let me continue to kiss her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer to her. Her lips formed themselves around mine as we kissed for a minute……or five.

"I've really got to go now," Chloe murmured against my mouth. I sighed and pulled away from her. She kissed my cheek and hopped out of my truck. Chloe ran inside and I seen her looking out the window once before I was down the street.

The three adults were waiting for me at the table with dinner already fix. Mom acted completely cool about me having a girlfriend for once, but dad and Jared was curious now.

"How come it takes 15 minutes to drop a girl off when she only lives 5 minutes away?" Jared teased, giving me a knowing wink. I just grinned and sat down. The two men guffawed like they were still in high school.

Chloe and I walked over to a bench while holding hands and sat down. I saw a few people looking over at us since Chloe knew a good amount of people and they were curious about us now. They wanted gossip like lions want meat. The only person that I saw that I knew looking at the two of us was Danny and he was giving me the thumbs up sign before running off after a girl in his year (Danny was a sophomore while I was junior).

My legs were stretched out in front of me while Chloe had her ankles crossed. She had on skin tight jeans and an Aero shirt that was red. She wasn't really wearing make-up, like always, and had little hoop earrings in. I paid attention to the way her lips formed words and thought of our kisses from yesterday. She would quickly get my attention back to what she was saying by pinching the side of my neck.

For the rest of the day, I saw people eyeing us curiously then some of the volleyball girls smirking at us and grinning at Chloe. Danny sat with us at lunch and it really didn't bother me that much as long as he didn't talk to Chloe very much. The first day that we went public with our relationship was awesome. And you know what; I was really starting to enjoy Chloe's tough love.

Author's Note: Hope you liked it! Personally, I thought it was cute. If you have any questions, just let me know and I'll answer them the best I can. I'd love to see some reviews for this chapter!!!