Chapter Twenty-Three

Grace

Cole randomly walked up to me and asked if I was pregnant.

"Why? Why would you ask that?"

"The way you were talking to Isabel it sounded like you knew what was happening."

"I do, not that way though, she was the first person she told, I went with her to the doctors, she was so upset and she thought you would be mad." He sat on my bed and put his face in his palms.

"I'm a total idiot." I rubbed his back.

"Cole St. Clair is not and idiot, you are bright and smart-"

"And good looking," he said picking his head up. He wiggled his eyebrows and smiled.

"Don't you dare give me that look you engaged and Sam and I are practically married."

"Just showing you what I am."

"Smart."

"Sorry."

"But like I was saying you're a good person, no one can change that about you, and if you haven't noticed we all aren't wolves because of this." I rubbed his head and his hair got all messed up. He hurriedly brushed his hair back down.

"Ya I guess you're right, I am good like that." He smiled and left me alone on my bed. Sam walked into the room and kissed my head.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his eyes searching my face trying to figure out what's wrong.

"Well Cole just talked to me and he wanted to know if I was pregnant." Sam's face turned blank.

"Did he rape you, hurt you, Grace what did he do, I'm just going to slap that dopey smile off his face. Cole get in here." I grabbed a corner of his tee shirt.

"Stop, he didn't do anything to me, he would never do anything to hurt me." Cole walked into the room with fear on his face.

"What did I do now?" Cole asked.

"What did you do with Grace?" Sam asked, "Did you have se-"

"No Sam I didn't even do anything with him in bed, or anywhere. He thought that I was pregnant because I was talking to Isabel like I knew what she was going through."

"Oh," there was a long pause then he sat next to me and started to stroke my hair. Cole left the room knowing that he wasn't in trouble anymore. "I'm so sorry Grace, I didn't mean to not trust you, and I should have known that you wouldn't do anything with him, I'm so dumb." I tried to comfort him by telling him that he was a good fiancé. But that didn't work. "That's the problem Grace, maybe in our world, but in real life I fail at having you as my wife."

"Sam, it doesn't matter what everyone else thinks all that matters is what we think we are." I saw his eyes tear up and then tears ran down his cheeks. "What's wrong?"

"I am all you want Grace, I don't feel that I'm satisfying you." I put my hand on his cheek and stroked his cheek with my thumb.

"Stop hurting yourself with that, I love you Sam so much probably more that you can imagine, but how come you got upset with me telling you about the pregnant topic, do you not want a baby?"

"No Grace I don't want you having a baby with him, I really want a kid but with the doctor saying we can't yet-" I was tired of him making excuses so I just kissed him. A moan escaped my mouth and so he moaned too. When we separated I looked into his sad eyes. Ever since my accident he was a sad person and I didn't know how to help him.

"Sam, how can I help you?" he looked shocked at my question.

"What do you mean?"

"Ever since my accident you have acted strange, are you ok?"

"Yes I'm perfect; I'm just always worried about you and your health."

"You carry me everywhere so that's not a big problem about getting hurt." We both chuckled for a moment, but then I felt that Sam wasn't telling me something. "What is it you're not telling me?"

Sam

Grace knew when I was lying and today was one of those days.

"Grace, I don't know where I can get the extra money." I said lowly.

"You don't need to worry about that, just go one step at a time." She leaned over and kissed me with very careful lips. "I'm going to bed now."

"Ok I will too," I said stretching. I hopped into bed and smelled her hair. Even though I wasn't going to be a wolf anymore my senses stayed with me. I smelled Cole on her, probably because the hugged so that Grace could make him feel better, I put that aside though. I also smelled soap, and chocolate.

"Stop smelling me," she whispered as she shifted so that our faces were facing eachother. "Why are you so weird?" she whispered.

"Because when I'm around you I can't help myself." She giggled and put her hands around my waist. I cradled her in my arms and kissed her before we both drifted off to sleep.