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Playlist For Chapter:

Gimme Gimme Gimme--ABBA (I'm listening to ABBA today for some reason…Idk)

Love Your Love The Most--Eric Church

Your Smile--Josh Turner

Chapter 14--Mamma Mia

"I was cheated by you, and I think I know when," I sang loudly as I danced around the living room with the vacuum. Embry had work, Sophie had work, so I was home alone and decided to clean and jam out. Simultaneously.

"So I made up my mind, this must come to an end," I belted out as I twirled around so that I wouldn't get tangled in the vacuum cord. I continued to prance around happily, the hum of the vacuum loud, the music blaring even louder and completely failed to notice the all too amused figure leaning against the door frame, his arms folded, and a gigantic smile on his face.

But I did notice, however, when he wrapped his arms around my waist and twirled me around in circles as I shrieked. "Oh my God, Embry!" I yelled once I realized it was him and not some psycho ax murderer intent on my death.

"Hello Beautiful," he said, twisting me around and gently placing me in front of him. "You sing great, you know that?" he asked breathlessly as he smiled down at me.

"Well thanks, but some warning would've been nice. You know, like knocking or something? But that's just a suggestion," I said, waving my hand dismissively.

"Nah, this way is much more entertaining," he said, leaning down and kissing me softly on the lips. "So…," he trailed off, reaching over and tapping the vacuum off with his foot. "You're cleaning?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yep," I nodded, confused as to where this was going.

"Well that's boring," he said with a pout. "You want to come over to my house? I have a surprise for you," he said with a grin, clearly thrilled with himself.

I raised my eyebrows. "Surprise? Why?" I asked, confused as I ran a list of important holidays or markers that today could be…Nope. Nothing. Christmas was in a few days but that's really it.

"Why?" he asked incredulously, his eyes growing wide. "I need an occasion now? I can't just do something wonderful for my amazing girlfriend without it being some kind of important day? What if me doing this special thing makes it an important day? Is that acceptable? What if-what if I invent a holiday just for today? I'll call it…Kenbry Day. And on this day you have to spend every single second with me-and no bathroom breaks either-those are just a waste of time: you can hold it," he ranted, his arms flailing around as he explained all of this to me. I just watched, silently amused as he let out a breath, clearly finished with his spiel.

"Alright, I'm finished. Let's go," Embry declared, grabbing my hand and dragging me out the door before I could respond. He pulled out the door and ran with me through the rain and to his car-Kelly-before lifting me quickly into the passenger side and running to the driver's. "Here," he said, reaching in the back and giving me a huge gray sweatshirt which I quickly pulled over my head, inhaling the woodsy scent that was Embry.

And then I realized something…that's all I could smell. No old pizza, molding cheese, three week old sock, locker room odor that had previously seemed to envelope the car. "Did you….Embry, did you clean?" I asked incredulously, leaning back over the seat to check the back. It was so…new-looking….and weird.

"I do know how to use a vacuum Miss Madison," he said, rolling his eyes as I sat back down, buckling in.

"Well I was just making sure I wasn't hallucinating or anything," I said innocently as he grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers with a smile.

"That's nice. Really, I appreciate that," he said, rolling his eyes at me with an easy going grin.

"No problem Em," I said, grinning back at him slyly. "So where are we going? Am I even allowed to know?" I asked curiously. I mean seriously, what kind of surprise could Embry possibly have?

"We are going to my house," he said with a smile. I raised my eyebrows at him. "You'll see. I promise you'll love it," he told me happily.

I just grinned and looked out the window, watching it rain as we drove down the quiet streets of La Push. It took almost no time at all for us to pull into the driveway of Embry's adorable little house. "Wanna make a run for it?" he asked with a grin.

"Go!" I said, pushing open the door and running towards Embry's front porch. He scooped me up and carried me up the steps and into the door, setting me down after he kicked the front door closed.

"Come on, we're going in my room," he said, grabbing my hand and dragging me down the hall and into his room. He sat me down on the bed and darted towards the closet. I gasped when he pulled his guitar out. "I told you I would practice," he said with a grin before sitting on the edge of the bed, setting his guitar in his lap. "Now, I'm not the best singer or anything but I'm trying," he said sheepishly, his cheeks coloring slightly.

I grinned in anticipation and leaned against the headboard, waiting for him to start. I pulled up my knees and wrapped my arms around them, resting my chin on the top after I kicked my shoes to the floor.

He cleared his throat and started plucking at the strings, an anticipatory smile coming to my face as I recognized the tune: Eric Church's Love Your Love The Most. "I love sleepin' in on Saturdays, and I love college football games. I love not actin' my age, and good barbeque," he sang, my grin widening as I tried to hide my shock at how…how good he was.

Finally by the second verse he was looking up from his hands, his eyes meeting mine as he sang. I was almost breathless as he continued to sing, his eyes never leaving mine. I knew I should feel self-conscious as he stared at me, the lyrics matching the intensity of his gaze, but I couldn't. All I could do was try and hold back my tears and try not to smile too widely.

He looked back down as he strummed the final chords of the song. Once it was quiet again in the room, he looked back up at me under his eyelashes, his cheeks even darker than before and gave me another sheepish smile, one corner of his mouth creeping slightly higher than the other. "I love you Kendra. I know we haven't known each other all that long, and you don't have to say it back or anything…I just wanted you to know," he said quietly, his eyes darting away from me after a couple of seconds while all I could do was stare at him.

Then I launched myself across the bed and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling his lips to mine. He was surprised at first-that was for sure-but he moved his guitar out of the way and pulled me even closer to him. "I love you too," I whispered, smiling up at him. "Thank you Embry. That was so…I don't even know. It was amazing," I told him breathlessly.

He rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm not the best singer or anything…"

"Are you kidding me?" I asked incredulously. "Embry, you're amazing!" I told him seriously. I mean, I love Embry's voice just talking but I never even thought about how he would sound if he sang. Swoon.

"Not really," he muttered, looking away, clearly embarrassed. I smiled, for some reason taking a vast liking to seeing this side of Embry-the shy, cute, embarrassed one. It's adorable.

"You are," I told him certainly. "Will you teach me?" I asked with a bright smile, glancing at the acoustic guitar excitedly.

He looked down at me and grinned, pulling me into his lap so that my back was pressing up against his chest. He slid the guitar onto my lap and took my hands, placing them on the guitar. "Sure," he said, kissing my behind my ear. "We'll start now."

"So what's everyone doing tonight?" I asked curiously as we pulled into the Uley's driveway.

"Well, we haven't all been together for a while now so we figured we might as well, you know?" Embry said, glancing at me as he drove, holding my hand in his lap as he drove. "Everyone but Brady and Andrea should be here tonight-they're pretty much taking the day for themselves," he added.

"Well I'm glad they got everything sorted out," I said, nodding to myself as we hopped out of the car. Embry and I met around the front of the car and held hands as we walked up the front porch, walking right through the front door.

"Kendra!" Claire yelled the instant the door closed behind us. I let go of Embry's hand and met her halfway in a hug. "We need to have a girl's night and go shopping or something," she told me as we grinned. I seriously think Claire and I are going to be ridiculously good friends.

"We should-you should sleepover one night and we can watch a bunch of chick flicks with Sophie," I told her.

"Sounds good," she said, looping our arms together and walking towards the couch.

"Emily, Claire just stole my girlfriend," Embry whined loudly as I greeted Alex.

"Sounds like a personal issue to me," Emily said easily as she walked into the living room with Carter on her hip. "Hi Kendra," she said with a smile, pulling me into a one armed hug.

"Hey Emily, how's it going?" I asked.

"Pretty good, I just wanted to thank you again for calling when you did. I'm sure it helped Brady more than you'll ever know just to hear she was okay," Emily told me with a soft grin.

"Nah, Brady's just a baby," Seth said as he walked over, swinging an arm over my shoulders. "Hey Kendra."

"Hey Seth," I said, shooting him a grin.

"Seth, you better get up," Embry said seriously as he stood over the couch, his arms folded as he stared down the eighteen year old sitting next to me.

"Or what?" Seth asked, a huge grin spreading across his face.

"It's best you don't know until it's too late," Embry said, glancing at me with a grin.

"Oh, you better listen to him Sethy," Paul boomed as he walked into the room, Sam following behind him. "Embry can be pretty scary," he said dubiously, a sly grin on his face that pretty much contradicted his previous sentence. It was pretty clear that Paul was one of the most intimidating people I have ever met in my entire life, I mean he's a really nice guy and everything but he's just so…massively scary.

"Ha! Yeah right!" Seth said with a chuckle. "Besides, Kendra needs a real man," he said, wriggling his eyebrows at me as I laughed.

Embry just grinned easily as his eyebrows lifted. "Why do you think she dumped Drew's sorry ass? Now get up before I make you get up," Embry said as I grinned at him.

Seth lifted his hands in surrender and stood up, Embry instantly plopping down beside me in his place. "Language Embry," Emily said, walking by and whacking him on the head with the wooden spoon she was holding me. Embry scowled and rubbed the top of his head as I giggled.

"Hi Uncle Embry," Carter said, climbing up on his lap with a smile. "Hi Kendra," he added, grinning at me as I smiled back. What an adorable kid.

"What's up shortie?" Embry asked him, ruffling his hair.

"Nothing," the small boy said with a sigh, swinging his legs as he sat on Embry's knee. "I'm bored."

"Well that sucks. Here, we'll play a game," Embry said, picking him up under Carter's arms and setting him on the coffee table in front of him. I saw him glance at Quil and Quil nod back. "Now, what you do is close your eyes and hold your hands on top of mine," Embry said, adjusting his and Carter's hands as mentioned. "And I want you tell me when you feel my hands leave yours…it'll feel like…this!" he said, his hands flipping up and lightly slapping the top of Carter's. Carter giggled and squirmed around a bit.

"Okay, I'm ready," Carter said excitedly, Embry's hands slipping under his again.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I'm really good at this game," Embry said with a grin.

"I can do it," Carter said, squeezing his eyes shut. "Go!"

"Okay…," Embry said, looking over to Quil and nodding to him. I watched in amusement as Quil leaned over and slapped the top of Carter's hand before quickly leaning back.

"Hey!" Carter yelped, his eyes snapping open as he stared at Embry in shock. "How did you do that?" he asked, completely mystified.

"I'm so fast you didn't even feel me move," Embry said with a chuckle.

"Do it again!" Carter commanded, holding out his hands and squeezing his eyes shut.

Embry laughed. "If you want to," he said, putting out his hands again. Quil leaned over and slapped Carter's hand again.

Embry chuckled as Carter's mouth popped open and he opened his eyes. "Wow Embry, you're really fast," Carter told him, completely awed.

"Yeah. Kendra only dates people who run fast-so I thought I would step it up and have the fastest hands in the wild, wild west," Embry said, whipping his hands around as if he was a sharp shooter-sound effects included.

"Knock, knock," an unfamiliar voice said as the door opened. I looked up to find a dark haired woman carrying a small girl come in the door, a tall gangly looking guy walking behind them.

"Kendra, this is my brother Dane, his wife Les, and their daughter Cassie," Alex said as she walked over, giving them each a hug. "Guys, this is Kendra. Embry's girlfriend," she told them with a smile.

"Nice to meet you-never thought I'd see the day where I met someone who could put up with Embry," Les said, coming over to give me a hug.

"Eh, it's a work in progress," I told her easily as Embry let out a huff. Dane walked over and shook my hand.

"So you know all about-"

"-Hey Les, Dane," Paul cut in quickly. "Can you guys come in the kitchen a second? Emily wanted to show you something," he said.

The couple looked at Emily confusedly as she stood. "Oh, right. Good thinking Paul, I forgot about that," she said, leading the two in the kitchen. "This will just take a second."

"What was that all about?" I asked Embry with a raised eyebrow as everyone went back to their conversations.

Embry shrugged. "No idea," he told me, standing up and grabbing my hand, pulling me up with him. "Come outside with me," he said, pulling me past the kitchen and outside onto a deck that faced the woods. He pulled me down on the steps, sitting next to me as it misted over the trees in front of us, we were shielded by the canopy hanging over us.

"So…what are we doing out here?" I asked curiously, taking one of his hands in both of mine.

"I, uh…I wanted to talk to you about something," he said, his knee starting to bounce up and down. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. That is Embry's nervous habit.

"Well what is it?" I asked curiously. "You can tell me, Embry," I said, starting to get worried as he began tapping his fingers on the stairs. "This is bad, isn't it?" I guessed. I mean, what else could make him so nervous?

"No! No, it's not…well, it's not bad. Alright, well maybe that's a matter of opinion," he added, almost talking to himself. "But, it's fine. I'm fine with it, everyone else is fine with it so it's-it's fine, really," he told me.

"Embry, just tell me. You're probably working yourself up over nothing," I told him seriously.

"Maybe I am," he said, sounding like he was praying that that was the case. "Okay, so our tribe, we have these legends about where our people come from," he began. "And, it's said that we descend from wolves."

"Wolves?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowing as I thought of the massive gray wolf that I was just a hairs breath away from hitting.

"Yeah. And the wolves, they protected our people from these things called the Cold Ones," he told me.

"What are those?" I asked curiously.

"Well, they're like vampires but a little bit different," he told me, almost brushing that question off. "So, it's said that the descendants of the original wolves turn into wolves too to keep protecting La Push. Currently, there are ten wolves in La Push, most of them are actually inside the house behind us right not but one of them…is right here," he said slowly.

I blinked, my mouth opening slightly as I stared at him incredulously. The speed, the temperature, the odd working hours, the food…it all…makes sense now. But how is that possible?

"I know it sounds crazy but I would never lie to you Kendra. I really am a wolf-I'm gray actually when I turn. And Sam, he's our alpha but so is Jake. It's really a long story and I'll explain it all to you la-"

"Oh my God Embry! I almost hit you!" I exclaimed, my eyes growing wide with horror as I jumped up. Both of my hands shot out to his chest and his face, feeling around as my eyes darted everywhere to make sure I didn't touch him at all. "Are you okay? I didn't actually touch you did I? Oh my God, Embry I am so sorry. You just jumped out of nowhere-and thank God Dale put new brakes on the truck. I could've killed you! Oh my God, I'm so sorry," I rambled, running my hand through his hair.

"You're not scared? Or…or mad?" he asked incredulously, cupping my face with his hands.

"Mad? Why would I be mad? I almost hit you. I practically ran you over," I reminded him, completely flabbergasted that he would even think that. "And scared? Embry, are you insane? You wouldn't hurt me and it's not like all this is your fault," I said. "Seriously though, the truck didn't hit you?" I checked, putting my hand on his cheek.

"No, no I'm fine," he said, as if he was in a daze. "You're okay with it," he whispered to himself, a smile growing on his face. "You're okay with it," he said, standing up and grabbing me by the waist. He pulled me into the yard and picked me up, twirling me around as we both laughed. He set me down and crushed me against him. "Thank you," he breathed, running a hand through my hair.

"Embry, you don't have to thank me for anything," I told him, wrapping my arms around his neck. "I meant it when I said I loved you and just because you turn into some kind of giant wolf isn't going to change that. Wait, we can still be together, right?" I checked, my eyes widening.

"That's the second part to the wolf thing," Embry said. "We do this thing called imprinting. And, when we imprint we find out…well I guess our soul mates and when I saw you at the gas station, I imprinted on you," he told me quietly.

I swear, if my eyes could grow any wider they would. "Seriously?" I whispered.

He nodded. "Yeah. But if you don't, you know, want that, that's okay. I can't make you stay with me or anything but-" I cut him off, pressing my lips to his.

"I want it Embry," I told him with a grin, and I swear if you could convert how big Embry's smile was to electricity you could light up the entire world.

"Okay, I'm sorry to interrupt this love fest," Quil's voice suddenly sounded, both our heads snapping towards the back door where he was leaning out, several other faces peeking out the windows surrounding him. "But I couldn't help but over hear…you hit Embry with your truck?"

Haha, see? She reacted very well I thought, eh?

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