I've been bad! Not only have I NOT updated, but I have had writers block…PLEASE give me suggestions! I'm running out of ideas! T-T
Paul POV
Finally I had gotten my imprint and she was here to stay. Now I could finally have my happy ending and have lots of kids and grow old with Lina.
Lina. What a beautiful name.
My angel. My imprint.
She was…no…is my life.
The guys (Jacob, Embry, Quil, Jared, and Seth) had all come over to eat because Sam and Emily had gone to Port Angles for the day. So everyone chose to raid my fridge for breakfast.
I heard footsteps on the stairs. I turned to see my angel descend from the stairs.
All of the guys looked at her as she came to the bottom of the stairs. She looked nervous. She started to back up while still facing us to go back up the stairs. She spotted me and I made my way over to her.
She was now on the second step of the stairs and we were face to face. Those beautiful ice blue eyes stared straight into mine and I felt a spark that went through my entire body.
I went to stroke her face and she flinched as my hand made contact with her face. Not even a second later she leaned into my touch and placed her hand on top of mine.
"Are you hungry?"
Her stomach answered for me. I took my hand off her cheek and took her hand in mine and led her to the kitchen and introduced her to everyone.
Lina POV
I saw as the guy had attempted to make breakfast. It was honestly pitiful.
Paul was at the stove screwing up the scrambled eggs. How do you mess up scrambled eggs?
I walked over, "Hand me the spatula Paul, you lost the right to cook."
He was still holding the spatula staring at the eggs as if he thought they would burn in one second if he didn't watch them.
"Paul!" I shouted
He snapped out of it. "Hand me the spatula and sit down…All of you!"
Jacob had attempted toast and made charcoal, Embry wanted to make bacon and ended up with burnt bacon, Quil, Jared, and Seth all combined their efforts into making homemade bread…they all looked like ghosts…to put it nicely.
I sighed, "All of you wash your hands, and you three," pointing to Quil, Jared and Seth, "Take a shower and get that crap out of your hair."
10 minutes later and a successful breakfast, everyone was sitting down and the guys were drooling. I got my food and they dug in. It was nauseating. Like they had never eaten before…Grotesque!
They had finished breakfast and we were now heading toward the cliffs. They guys wanted to go swimming…Wait…What?
Let's rewind 24 hours. That is how long I have known Paul and only about an hour with the other guys…WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE???!!!
And yet here I am walking to the beach with the guys and Paul's arm around my waist. It was just so natural…like it belonged there.
Whatever the reason live was good an sweet.