The next morning we were awoken by a loud, ear-piercing scream. Both Sam and I shot up out of bed and grabbed the closest item to cover our bare bodies. My item happened to be the sheet from the bed. Sam's item…his hands. We ran downstairs and headed towards were the scream had come from, the end of the hallway. When we got there Sam stopped abruptly in front of me, causing me to smack into his back with an 'oomph'.
I looked up at the back of his head and frowned when his shoulders slumped and he let out what seemed to be a relieved sigh. The scream went up again, only this time it had more of an element of distressed squealing to it. I pushed Sam to the side as he just stood there, uselessly, hands over his goodies and an annoyed look on his face.
Once he was out of the way I turned to the culprit and my eyes widened when I saw Paul, standing in the doorway to the dining room, arms outstretched and a crumpled look on his face. He turned to me, eyebrows furrowed and mouth turned down, eyes even watering.
"What did you do to Beau?" he squealed rather loudly.
"Beau?" I asked, groggy and aggravated.
"The table! His name was Beau…what did you do to him?" he shrieked.
"How did you even get in?" I wondered aloud, looking back at Sam who shrugged and went back upstairs — to put clothes on I hope.
"Stop skirting around the matter at hand. Tell me what you did!" he stepped into the room and looked down at 'Beau', his face displaying mortification.
"Erm, well, it was time for him to pass." I said, gripping the sheet tighter to me. "How did you get in?"
"I sniffed around for the key. I wanted to come see my baby, I'm always here at this time, we have our coffee in the morning." he sniffed. I blinked at him. That man was a freak. And that key was buried under the soil in the flowerbed, down deep as well.
"I'll call the shrink now, shall I?" I shook my head. Sam walked back in, his thick arms folded over his wide chest, clad only in grey boxers.
"What the hell are you doing?" he barked, his eyebrows furrowed in anger. Uh-oh.
"You never deserved this table. He would have been better off with me." Paul cried.
"You're having a love affair with Sam's table?" I said incredulously.
"Our table." Sam huffed.
"I think the main point here is that Paul's a freak, not who the table belongs too." I pointed out, Sam just pressed his lips together to stop his smile.
"Look at him. Poor thing. He just had his legs ripped from beneath him."
"Actually I think they shook to death." Sam said unhelpfully, I shot him a look and he shut up.
"Look, the thing wouldn't have fit in your cesspit of an apartment, anyways. A rat couldn't live in your apartment." I said, clearing my throat
"I'm so disappointed in you guys. You want kids but you cant even look after a table." Paul gasped.
Sam face became expressionless and I did a mental cringe. Run, Paul, Run! "Get the fuck out!" Sam gritted.
"Look, Paul, Beau died doing a great service." I stepped in front of Sam to stop him jumping at Paul. Dissing Sam's daddy-skills right now was a major no-no.
"What was the service?" Paul snapped, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Holding us up during a hot sex session." Sam growled.
Paul gasped and jumped away from the table, "How could you!" he put his hand on his heart and leaned towards us, his voice lowered in volume, "Murderers."
"Ok, ok, time for to leave. Go take your medication, cause, boy, you need it. Its just a table."
"Its not just a table. Its an eighteenth century, mahogany eight foot William IV. Its an antique!" he sobbed.
"Uh, right…Bye Paul. We'll come for a run later." I gave a fake smile and grabbed one of Paul's arms and yanked him towards the front door.
I pulled the door open and pushed him out, slamming the door in his face. I sighed and leant my forehead against the door. My hands clenched and my temper wavering. Sam came up behind me and kissed the back of my neck.
"That was fun, huh? Remind me to kill him later." he said, stroking my arm. "Lets go back to bed, baby."
"M'kay!" I sighed again as he picked me up bridal-style and took me back to bed.
We fell back to sleep for a while and when we got up again we showered and went over to Jake's. The pack was there and Paul wasn't talking to us and Sam glared at him every now and then. I managed to ignore questions on the matter until we all went for a run in wolf form and Sam couldn't stop thinking about how the table got broken.
This, of course, fuelled Paul's 'pain' and embarrassed me to no end. It was worse then being interrupted, having your family watch a amateur porn film where you and your boyfriend were the stars and everything was completely real. A memory of our intimate time that, no matter how many times I bit Sam, he couldn't stop replaying again and again.
The weeks passed quickly. Nothing major happened. School, home, playtime. I made sure to spend a lot more time with Jake and dad, which made Sam a little jealous but he got over it. Graduation came up fast, the ceremony quick and uneventful. Renee and Phil made it just in time, Sam and dad and Sue watched. It was over quicker than you could say waste-of-time and we were heading home so that I could make proper introductions.
We all went to dad's house. Mom and Phil following. They haven't really met properly, so I was about to do the honours. We all parked up and walked into the house, Sam holding my hand, pulling me along. Renee and Phil talking in frantic hushed whispers behind us.
Once we were all settled down around the Kitchen table. Phil, Renee, dad, Sue, Sam and I. Coffee all round. I smiled at mom and she smiled back, tucking some of her dark blonde hair behind her ear.
"So mom, Phil, this is my boyfriend Sam. And dad's girlfriend Sue." I said.
"Hello." she said politely to Sue, who returned it and then looked at dad and nodded towards the door. Obviously sensing some tension. Dad smiled and took her hand.
"We'll leave you guys to talk." he smiled and they left.
"So, Sam, how old are you?" Phil asked, his mouth moving as if he were grinding his molars like a chewing cow.
"Twenty-three, Sir." Sam smiled, he put his arm around my shoulders and leant into me.
You could hear crickets chirping in the silence after that. I cleared my throat and gave them both a look that begged for them to be nice. They sighed.
"Twenty-three. That's a large age gap." Mom said.
"Mom, seriously," I said, moving my hand between the two of them. There was like ten years between her and Phil. She coughed a little and Phil nodded.
"Do you work?" he asked.
Sam nodded, "Yes, Sir, I'm a police officer. I work with Charlie."
"Really, that's nice. A good steady job." Renee nodded, crossing her arms over her chest. She sighed dejectedly. I bit my lip, she was about to say something that I wouldn't like. "Look, Bells, your way to young for this guy. I know there's a difference between Phil and I but we're adults, your still a kid. You can date other guys, but you cant date an adult like him. I forbid it."
I gaped at her and Sam's hand on my shoulder tightened. Phil looked at my mother and chewed his bottom lip, a sign that he didn't exactly agree with her. He looked back at Sam, who was looking at me and then slouched in his chair.
"Mom." I started, she raised an eyebrow, "You have no say in this."
Both her and Phil's mouth dropped. She leant forward, her face flushed with anger. "Listen to me, young lady. You are only seventeen, until your birthday, I have final say in anything you do."
My face crumpled with disgust and she looked momentarily shocked and hurt, "Mom. I love Sam with everything within me. He is my soul mate and I'm going to be with him no matter what. We've been dating for a few months now. He's the man that I'm going to marry someday and he is going to be the father of my children. You can deal with that and be happy for me or you can go back to phoenix and let me live my life. I want you to be a part of that, but I cant let Sam go. I wont let him go."
She opened and closed her mouth a few times as Sam looked at me worriedly. I was aware that my eyes were filling with tears. One rolled down my cheek and Sam caught it with his finger.
"Bells. You don't have to do that. I wont let you go but that doesn't mean you have to let your family go, baby." he whispered, just loud enough for them to hear.
"Come on, honey, don't make her do this. Its obvious that they love each other very much. I know you want to protect her but if this doesn't work out, she'll have to learn from her mistakes. We cant lose her." Phil whispered in her ear. If we were completely human we wouldn't have been able to hear but we weren't, so we could.
Mom sniffed and licked her lips. "Ok, I'm sorry. You can date Sam. Just…be careful." she said to me as though Sam wasn't in the room. I nodded my thanks and she began to grill Sam. Asking about his past, the present, his plans for the future. She eyed him closely as he interacted with me, from asking if I need help making the coffee, to twirling my hair around his fingers. He looked at me every now and then and gave me a reassuring smile.
We had another awkward conversation about my plans for the future. Neither of then were happy with my decision to forgo collage in order to stay and work here. Of course they couldn't know the real reason. Mom found it easy to blame Sam for this too. Ignoring me when I said over and over again that it was my decision. I felt sorry for Sam at this point but he took all the bashing and continued being nothing but polite. It was when my mom told me she was disappointed in me and he saw my face, that he dropped the politeness and spoke in anger.
"Look here, Mrs Dwyer, I can take your dislike of me but I'm not going to take your undeserved harshness towards Bella. We both love her completely and we want what's best for her. But what does that matter. As long as she's happy, than that's all that's important for me. And it should be the same for you. Don't bring her down because she isn't conforming to your idea of the perfect life. Don't hurt her or I will make sure you never see her again, I wont let you upset her even more, so if that's what you have planned then I suggest you leave." he said.
I gaped at him, worried yet ecstatic. God I love him. Only he would stand up to my parents on my behalf. I turned to Renee and Phil as tears filled my moms eyes. I felt bad now, but I could see that Sam's face was emotionless.
"Your right." she sobbed, my eyes widened, "I'm sorry, sweetie. I should have seen that straightaway. You are happy, right?" she asked.
I nodded vehemently, "Of course…truth is, I'm happier than I've been for a long time." I said a little guiltily.
She gave a watery smile, "Good. That's good. You need anything you just give us a call and we'll grab the next flight out here. Ok?"
"Ok. I promise." I hugged them both.
"Be good, honey. We don't need grandchildren, yet." Phil said into my ear as he hugged me.
"I hear ya there." I giggled, at least someone saw it my way.
"Well, we have a motel in Forks tonight but we leave early. Sorry we couldn't stay for longer. Phil's working you know." mom smiled sadly.
"I know. Dad bought Sam and I tickets to come to you whenever we want, so we'll come down sometime."
"Great." she hugged me again, "Love you, bud."
"I love you mom. And I love you too Phil." I said. He gripped my shoulder and then took moms hand. He turned to Sam and held his hand out.
"It was nice to meet you. Look after our girl…not that I need to ask that of you. I know you will." he gave him his acceptance smile.
"Thank you. I promise, I'll keep her utterly safe. I'm glad that I finally got to meet you."
Mom scoffed, "Yeah, right, after what I put you through. I'm sorry."
Sam shrugged, "No need, you just looking out for her. I understand that."
"I like you." she mumbled and then turned and left, Phil put his arm around her shoulder as they walked to the hire car. Leaving a shocked me and a proud Sam standing at the door. They got in the car and left. I shut the door robotically.
"Oh my god." I sighed and then turned around and jumped up on Sam, wrapping my legs around his waist. "Oh, baby, I love you so much." I yelled. He chuckled.
"I love you too. I think you need a treat for going through all that. I swear you mom wanted to smack me one." he smiled against my neck.
"Hmmm, a treat?"
"Oh, yeah, baby. It's a good thing you're wearing a dress." he chuckled, I frowned.
"Huh?"
He laughed loudly, locked the front door and walked us over to the couch and laid me down, intertwining our legs as he got on top of me. He leant on his elbows either side of me and bent his head down, stealing my lips. His tongue immediately sought entrance and I allowed him.
It wasn't long before we had shifted, him kneeling on the floor as I sat with my back against the back of the couch, dress shoved up to my hips and legs askew as he delivered lick after long, wet lick to my centre. I buck and mewled as he stared up at me with darkened eyes, purposely keeping eye contact as his pressed his tongue against my pulsing bud and flicked hard.
I screamed and gripped the arm of the chair. His hands stroked my inner thighs and moved up, he slid one finger inside of me and slowly, tortuously moved it in and out of me. He added another finger and twisted and curled them. I bit my lip and my face screwed up in pleasure. He pressed his tongue against my clit, not moving it but applying that pressure that made me explode. I cried his name as my walls clenched and pulsed. Sam gave a chuckled of triumph as he wrung every aftershock from me and lapped up my juices.
Once I had caught my breath he pulled my dress back down and smiled up at me. I gave him a stated smile and moved to rub the straining bulge in his jeans.
"Nuh-uh, I said it was your treat. I wanted you too have pleasure without feeling as though you needed to return it. Not everything has to be give and take, baby. Sometimes I just wanna hear you scream my name." he smiled and kissed my lips.
"I love you." I said, and he chuckled.
"I have to go see the boys. We're having a quick run before you and I have dinner with your dad and Sue tonight. I've got my cell, call me if you need me." he kissed me again, long and slow.
"Have fun." I said as he left.
I slumped down on the couch and sighed happily. God, today was interesting. I hope I could just relax now.
As soon as that thought ran through my mind a knock at the door went out. I sighed again and hopped up and walked to the door, yanking it open to reveal a rather dishevelled and blotchy-faced Leah.
"What happened to you?" I asked, opening the door. She sobbed hard and stepped inside and collapsed on the couch. I blinked and closed the door, moving to the kitchen and pulled a huge tub cookie dough ice cream and two spoons.
I plonked down on the couch next to her and opened the tub, handed her a spoon and she literally dove into the tub. Scooping out massive lumps and shoving them in her mouth.
"Whoa. Ahoy sailor, you want bathe in that or just inhale it?" I asked. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and sobbed even louder.
I took a spoonful and popped it into my mouth, licking the remnants off of the spoon and eyeing her warily. Her face was damp with tears and she looked as though she had just awoken from a sobbing-induced slumber.
After half and hour of silence, apart from the sounds of swallowing ice cream and the clatter of spoons, Leah looked up at me and said.
"I'm pregnant."
I dropped my spoon.
"Oh my god!" I gasped, my body shook with shock. "I…when…are you sure?"
She nodded, "Yeah. I took a million of those digital tests that literally spell it out for you." she sniffed and then wiped her eyes with her hand.
"Oh my, how far gone?" I asked.
"I used one of those new tests that tell you approximate conception time. It said over three weeks. I wont know for sure until I visit the doctor tomorrow." she sobbed again.
"Your not happy?" I frowned and reached out, pulling her into me, she wrapped her arms around my waist and sobbed into my top.
"Its not that. I'm scared Rye will leave me. He's only eighteen, I know he's not ready for this." she gripped my shirt.
"Listen to me, Rye wont abandon you. He's not ready for this, you're right about that, but he will ready himself over time and he'll be there and he will be a great daddy. Trust me."
"When should I tell him?" she asked. Now that I listened closely I could hear the fast, quiet drumming of a heartbeat from inside her womb. I silenced my gasp of awe.
"As soon as. Everyone needs to know. How the hell did you get pregnant anyways?" I rubbed my hand over my face.
"We weren't using protection." she huffed.
I looked down at her like she was crazy, which she obviously was. "Then why the hell are you so shocked. It was obviously going to happen if you weren't using protection." I scolded.
She looked up at me desperately, "I was on the pill. It worked perfectly in the past."
"Yeah but you weren't a werewolf in the past. You know that changes everything. Why'd you think I always use protection with Sam." duh!
"I didn't know. There's never been female wolves before. How would I know it wouldn't work."
"Cause its common sense." I shook my head and she cried harder, "No, no, no. Stop crying. What's done is done. The first thing to do it tell Rye and the others and the second thing is the visit to the doctor tomorrow. Want me to call the guys over?"
"Yeah. I'll call Rye."
She went off with her cell and I went to the house phone and dialled Sam's cell. It rang a few times and then he answered.
"Hey baby, what's up?" he said, he was huffing probably from running, he tends to strap his phone on his leg in his jeans in case I needed him.
"You need to come back, now. With all the guys and get them Jared to bring Kim too." I said.
I could almost hear his frown, "What's wrong?" he said worriedly.
"Nothing wrong, sweetie. But you really need to come back now."
"Ok, give us a few minutes and we'll be there." he said.
"Ok, bye."
"Bye"
I hung up and sat back down on the stairs, throwing an arm over my face. I knew Rye would be shocked and possibly go into frozen mode and sit there staring into space like he does when something is too much for him to handle.
I walked back over to Leah, who was sat on the couch breathing deeply. She looked up at me and smiled a little. Her eyes still watered and her lip quivered.
"When they get here I wanna take Rye off by ourselves. Could you tell the guys while I tell him, please." she said.
I nodded, "Sure sure, I'll tell them."
A few minutes later the living room was packed with the pack, Kim and Rylan. They all looked a little shifty and nervous. They sat down in an available space. Rylan looked at Leah with a frown on his face and as soon as he saw her puffy eyes and dishevelled look his face softened and he went to her. She just took his hand and took him out to the back yard.
Sighing, I flung myself down next to Sam on the couch and yawned.
"What is this all about, Bella?" Paul asked. I sat up straighter.
"Leah is pregnant." I informed. The room filled with gasps and then silence. I felt Sam stiffen beside me and slouched in my seat. He was going to be difficult about this, obviously.
"Wow, is she alright?" Kim asked, her mouth covered slightly with her hand.
I nodded, "Of course, she has the doctors tomorrow but its obvious she's pregnant. I heard it."
"Heard what?" Paul asked, blinking as if he were lost.
"The heartbeat." I said, looking around the room.
Kim started to bounce in her seat, "This is so exciting, a baby in the pack, how cool." she squealed and I laughed. I was excited about it, I was just nervous for Leah.
"I know, its amazing. I cant wait. But Leah was pretty upset but I think that's just nerves about how Rye will react."
"Was she crying?" Quil asked.
"Rivers." I nodded. I looked over at Sam and sighed, his jaw was set in a stubborn sulk and his eyes were flat and filled with jealously. His arms were so tense that the large vein that run up them was prominent and his fist were clenched tightly.
I shook my head and ignored the slight glare he sent my way for it. I noticed Seth was really quiet and looked at him. He didn't look happy. In fact, he was looking a little red. The muscle in his jaw twitched and his eyes were narrowed. His tight fists shaking with anger.
"I'm gunna kill him." he gritted and I immediately knew he was talking about Rylan. He pushed up off the ground but I jumped, leaping off of the couch and landing on top of him, forcing him back down.
"Cool." I heard Kim whisper.
I straddled the angry boy and pushed his shoulders down so that he was lying flat on his back. "Seth, think about this. Leah is an adult. I know she's your sister but she's with her imprint, and she wants this baby. Its not Rylan's fault. Takes two to tango, baby." I said.
Seth relaxed beneath me as I rested my hands on his stomach. "Your right." he sighed.
"How many times do I need to tell you all…I'm always right." I shook my head and rolled my eyes as they chuckled. My hand pushing down on his abs. "Damn, Seth, your abs are rock hard." I said, rubbing my hands over him. He blushed and turned his head to the side. Hah! Easy way to distract him. Typical teenage boy.
"Really?" Kim asked.
"Yeah, he must be growing or something. Or maybe its cause he's lying down, everything harder when your lying down." I giggled as did Kim. She lent over and stroked Seth's abs.
"Jesus, your right. Its like touching marble." she smiled.
A deep, rumbling growl went up, "Bella, if you don't get off of him right now, I'm going to throw you over my knee right here, right now in front of everyone." Sam threatened. I was tempted by the promise of being spanked but I knew he wouldn't do it in front of everyone.
I sighed, "Whatever." I mumbled, stepping up and dusting off my knees.
"Sam? What is up with you?" Paul asked, frowning at the blank look on Sam's face. Sam didn't answer. I walked over a slapped him on the arm.
"Pack it in." I gritted. I didn't want Sam to ruin this moment for anyone. He needed to put his jealousy aside for now.
He grabbed my hand and nipped it dominantly. I narrowed my eyes and his frame seemed to soften but he didn't look any less envious.
I took my hand away as Leah walked in alone. I frowned, looking around for Rye and she tilted her chin towards the back door, telling me he was out there, but she was smiling so I guess it went well. He was probably letting it sink in.
Everyone rushed over to her to congratulate and hug and squeal. Everyone except Sam of course. He just stayed on the couch and said nothing in the half an hour that everyone was chatting, I kept sending Leah apologetic glances when she looked at him sadly, she just smiled at me and went back to chatting with the others. I couldn't bring myself to look at my man as everyone spoke so I stood up and ignored his hand that tried to get hold of me.
I moseyed outside and spotted Rylan sitting on the plastic garden chair, elbows resting on his knees and his head in his hands. I could hear his deep, shaky breaths and his racing heartbeat.
I sat down next to him. "Hey, honey." I said and he jumped, straightening up and clearing his throat.
"Hey." he answered quietly.
"A shock, huh?" I said, already knowing the answer.
He gave a humorless laugh, "Yeah, you could say that."
We sat in silence for a little bit until I couldn't take it anymore. I gently poked the side of his head, "What's going on in there?"
He sighed and reached over, pulling me into his lap and wrapping his arms around my waist. His chin resting on my shoulder.
"I'm scared. I'm not cut out to be a dad yet. What if I mess up? What if I hurt it? What if something goes wrong?" he rushed.
"Whoa, slow down, cowboy. Stop with the 'what if's'. I know your not ready for this right now but you have months to learn what needs to be done and then your going to be a great father. Nothing else matters. You have your new house. School's over. You have us." I ran my fingers through his hair.
He sighed, his breath fanning my neck, "You'll help me right. I don't want to worry Leah, it wont be good for the baby."
I laughed, I couldn't help it. "Do you hear yourself? 'it wont be good for the baby', you're already thinking on instinct. I'll be here, no doubt, but I don't think you'll need me."
He stilled and tilted his head, then gave a small laugh, "I guess I'm just freaking out a little."
"Which is completely justified. You're going to do great. I know you will." I kissed his cheek and he smiled and sighed happily.
"How did Sam take it?" he asked.
I groaned, "He's so jealous. He's being a complete ass, so just ignore him okay. I'll sort it out."
Rye chuckled, "Sure sure. I understand. He'll come around…hopefully." he said a little unsure.
I giggled, "He sure will."
Brady popped his head around the back door. "Hey, guys. Rylan, man, congrats. We're all going out to dinner to celebrate. That Italian place in Port Angeles that we went to that time. I don't think Sam is coming." He said.
I sighed, "Oh we'll be there alright." I slapped Rye's knee, "Come on. Lets get inside."
We got up and headed into the living room, everyone was getting up with smiles on their faces. Seth glared a little at Rylan but didn't hold it long before it turned into an accepting smile. Rye let out a gush of air in relief.
"Ok, ok, we're going." Kim said, holding Jared's hand. "Bella?" I knew she was asking about Sam.
"We'll be there. We just need to have a little chat." I put on a fake smile as all the boys 'ooo'd'
Leah took Rye's hand and gave me a small smile, "Don't be to hard on him. If you cant make it, we understand." she muttered as she followed the others out.
"We'll be there." I stated and she shrugged.
"Ok, see ya." she said and Rye waved.
I closed the door behind them all and crossed my arms over my chest as I turned back to glare at Sam.
"What are you playing at?" I gritted. He had the nerve to roll his eyes, I growled low in warning. He was getting on my nerves.
"I'm not doing anything." he shrugged.
"Exactly. You couldn't even sum up the balls to congratulate her. This is her future here. Her child. I couldn't care less if you feel like you need to prove a point by acting childish. Grow up and be happy for her." I snapped, this must be the first time since we've gotten together that I actually felt angry at him. My body trembled slightly as he just sat there, probably rolling my words and the blow to his ego around in his head.
I could hear him grinding his teeth as he narrowed his eyes, "Show me your throat." he demanded.
My mouth dropped at the command. How dare he. What the hell was going on here. On minute changes everything. First we're incredibly happy and then the next angry. "This is not the time for you to want to exert your dominance. This is the time for you to suck it up and realise that one of our pack is about to start a family. Your suppose to care for them. Not act like a bastard because, maybe, I'm just not ready to sacrifice even more for you." I gasped as the words tore from my throat. The look of pain on his face crushed me and I hung my head.
"That's how you feel?" Sam asked, his voice cracked and he cleared his throat.
I ran a hand over my face and looked up at him, wincing when I saw the extra moisture in shining in his eyes, I heaved a deep sigh. "No, you know I don't care about the other things. I just cant do it all. I'm not that strong and everything has changed so fast. I'm only seventeen"
"Rylan is eighteen." he stated.
I scoffed, "Rylan isn't going to be carrying that baby, he isn't going to give birth to it, he isn't going to breast feed it. He's going to sit there and fuss and annoy Leah. He's going to hold her hand when she just wants to smack him and then he get to enjoy every moment with his child. Its totally different."
"But its not like that." Sam mumbled.
"How do you know!"
He shrugged, "It would be nice to have a baby. Just think about it. Something we created together. A part of you and a part of me. Why wait for that?"
I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists in my armpits. "Because, maybe I just want you for myself for a while. Why cant I be enough for you!" I yelled, my self control cracking. I took a deep breath and took a step closer and then stopped. Not sure whether to continue.
He opened his arms, "Come here." he growled. I ignored the tears rolling down my cheeks and walked over to him, resting a knee either side of his hips and sat so that I was straddling him. I sighed into his neck as his arm came around me and his hands stroked my back.
"I'm sorry, Baby." he whispered, "I'm really sorry." he squeezed me tight and I felt his own tears wet my shoulder.
"I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have said what I did before. I didn't mean it." I sniffed.
"Don't worry about it." he mumbled.
I pulled back and framed his face with my hands, moving him so that I could look straight into his eyes. Those gorgeous, liquid chocolate eyes.
"I love you." I smiled softly.
His eyes lightened, "And I love you, baby."
I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his, he responded instantly, pulling my closer and nibbling my bottom lip. I moaned and pressed closer as his tongue slipped out and stroked my lip, I opened for him and he slid inside my mouth. We kissed for a while before I pulled back and tilted my head, showing my neck.
"You don't have to do that." he mumbled, embarrassed. I just tilted my head further to expose more of my neck. He growled and bit down on my throat. I yelped and then moaned again.
He kissed up my neck and to my lips before pulled back and tilting his own head to the side.
"Huh?" I said…intelligent, I know.
"I accept that although I'm the alpha male, you are alpha female. And you have ultimate control over me. So mark me." he said. My entire body quivered as I leant forward and pressed my lips to his neck, then opened my mouth and sunk my teeth into his skin. He jumped and groaned. His hands slid down my back to grip my backside.
"Yummy." I smiled, "Come on, we have to get to the restaurant." I said.
Sam groaned, "Do we have to. You got me all excited and now you expect me to get up and go out. Urgh." he whined and I laughed.
I jumped up and straightened my deep purple pleat front dress. I held out my hand and pulled him up.
"Suck it up, big boy. We need to go." I leant up a lil, thankful for my stilettos, and kissed him again.
"I really am sorry, Bella. I didn't realise what I was doing to you." he muttered, a blush across his cheeks.
I shook my head, "Forget it." I grabbed my keys in one hand and wrapped the other around his.
"I love you" he said again.
"I love you. But we really have to go." I giggled, pulling him out of the house and into the car.
We didn't talk much on the drive to Port Angeles, but the silence was comfortable. I drove and could see Sam looking at me, a blissful expression on his face. I turned on the radio and sang quietly along with Ben Harpers Waiting on an angel. Great song, that. Soon enough we parked up outside of the restaurant.
I could see the guys in the window, two vacant seats. I focused my eyes on the two nearest the glass. Brady and Collin. My eyesight allowed me to see way better than normal humans. I zoomed in on a slight movement under the table and saw Brady's hand settle on Collins thigh.
Sucking in a breath, my eyes widened. They couldn't possibly…
Blinking rapidly I ignored Sam's questioning gaze and stepped out of the car. He followed and I locked it before taking his hand and walking into the restaurant.
We just walked straight to the table and sat down as everyone greeted us. I think they were wary and curious to know what went on, hopefully they wont find out. I knew they could all easily see the marks on both our necks as their eyes lingered on them every now and then.
The meal went quickly and easily. There were smiles and laughter and excited chatting. Everyone seemed to forget about Sam's previous mood and at the end of the meal I saw he talking in hushed whispers to Leah and Rye — congratulating them hopefully.
I didn't bother thinking to hard about Brady and Collin. There was something going on there but I hope that they know they can always talk to us without judgement. Whatever it was between them is dangerous, I knew that. What if one of them imprints? The other will be left immediately and that could break this pack apart.
Shaking my head, I swallowed my nerves. We all went our separate ways afterwards. The drive home in the car was quiet, I saw Sam looking over at me a lot. I don't know what it is but I just feel incredibly weird. I dunno what, I dunno why. I just know that in the next few months a lot of things are going to change.
"What were you talking to Leah and Rye about earlier?" I asked later on, laying on my bed curled up against Sam. We had been quiet still as we lay together, his hand stroking my hair.
"I congratulated them. Told them I was sorry for being a jerk. Wished them luck." he mumbled, placing a kiss on the top of my head.
"Good boy." I murmured, he chuckled and pulled me on top of him, my face above his.
"I love you." he said.
I smiled, "I love you too" I leaned in to place a peck on his soft lips.
"Nothing changed today you know. What we…talked about, it doesn't effect us now. It doesn't matter." he sighed, stroking my cheek.
"I know." I bit my lip, trying to hide my anxiety.
He nipped at my mouth, "Stop it. I know you're worrying but you don't have too."
"Ok, lets go to sleep, I've had a really tiring day. Graduation, arguing with parents, Leah, you, dinner…a lot to handle at once."
He moved us so we were further up the bed, both on our sides and facing each other. One of my legs were thrown over his hip, and our arms kept us intertwined, our noses touching.
"Rest now baby. We have forever." he mumbled quietly, kissing my lips softly.
"Love you." I yawned, snuggling closer.
I listened for a bit to his breathing, when it evened out I knew he was sleeping and instead listened to his heart beat. The regular thumping sound, so calm and relaxing. I fell asleep with the sound of my Loves heartbeat thrumming in my mind.
A/N - Well, there we are. Exams are still on, mainly starting tomoro but i had this ready. I wanted to show that while they are Imprints their relationship is not perfect. And i've had Leah's pregnancy on my mind for ages and i wanted to share. Hope you enjoyed it!!
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