An Impossible Choice

So now I'm rare?

This part was really hard to write because I introduce alot of characters and i will introduce a few more on the next section :) but these are the main ones

on the side is her cousin

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Emma POV

I have always been a very light sleeper. I don’t know why but unless I’m passed out drunk I can pretty much be in a half awake half asleep stage so I know what goes around me. I felt the car stop and although I wanted to wake up from my sleep state I couldn’t shake the fogginess that took over my mind and my eyes remained shut as if they weighted a tone. I felt strong arms wrap around my body pulling me up and out of the car. I was being carried bridal style one arm on my back and another under my knees as my head rested against a very strong chest. I heard talking but I was still too deep in my sleep to get anything my mind wanting to wonder back in to a deep sleep mode. Perhaps the whole night had just been too draining on my poor human er I guess I’m not that anymore none the less I was soon out cold.

The next morning I groaned my eyes fluttering open and I took in the very well lit room as a good sign. I smiled staring at the ceiling as my eyes began to adjust to the light I made an attempt to roll off the bed but a very heavy arm was keeping me down. I frowned and looked to the side. I gasped realizing Christ was asleep in my bed. I quickly panicked trying to recall anything from the night. Why the hell was he in my bed? Had we done something? I remember being carried… had he put me to bed and decided to just stay?

I wanted to kick him off the bed I was still worried he would attack me. But I couldn’t help take in his soft sleeping features. He looked so vulnerable like this. His hair dripped down like ink around the frame of his face and neck. When did his hair turn all brown and long? I took in that he hadn’t shaved so he had a little of a 5 o'clock shadow. How did I miss that before too? He couldn’t have grown hair that fast! I blushed as my eyes wondered over his eyes his eyelashes were huge and curly I instantly felt jealous. I noted just how perfect his nose and lips were. I wanted to kiss him. I bit my lower lip refraining from that thought as my eyes moved down his to his strong chin and neck. Then I realized he wasn’t wearing a shirt. I blushed staring at his tone chest my eyes wondered lowered and I noticed his six pack. I inhale in sharply staring at it I had never really seen one besides TV. I wanted to touch him but I didn’t dare. I frowned staring bellow almost feeling disappointed that the white blanket covered from his waist down. That’s also when I realized that a pair of eyes had been lazily examining me.

“Morning beautiful” I hear Christ say in a cocky tone. He shifted laying back and bringing me to lay half of my body on top of him. I blushed feeling my stomach grace his hard abs. He probably thought I was fat and flabby the thought made me frown. “What’s the matter? Did you want to see more?”

“No and what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you have your own room?” I ask slightly irritated that I had been caught well more embarrassed then irritated.

“No I told you before, you are my mate” he states simply.

“Christ I don’t understand any of this “Mate” talk” I say making the quotation marks with my fingers.

“It means that you are mine and I am yours that is all” he says with a grin.

“I didn’t agree to that” I pout sitting up and moving away from him. I looked down at my self and realized I was wearing a white thank top and pink short shorts. “DID YOU UNDRESS ME?!”