Embry's POV
"You told her you had feelings for her! Ugh! So, romantic! Then what?" Emily gushes, completely forgetting about the heads of cauliflower she is suppose to be chopping. When all the guys are busy with family or on patrol, and Sam is nowhere to be found, Emily will occasionally ask me to help with a thing or two.
Or whenever she sees something on Pinterest or in Martha Stewart magazine that she's dying to make.
Today she's trying something vegan, which is a taboo in our pack. It's some meat substitution involving wrapping cauliflower in rice paper then smothering them in hot sauce so no one will notice it's not meat. It's a solid attempt at her sneaking in veggies in our diets. Which is why she called me to help with her dirty little trick. It sounded crazy enough to try.
It's rare a occasion for us to have some cooking time. When we do, the two of us gossip a bit. She told me about how her aunt Sue Clearwater got asked out by Charlie Swan—and is thinking of saying yes. That'll be top news on the rez for at least a year, since not much happens around here. For the last few months, the most gossiped story on the Res was how a middle school girl made the boys football team. Before that it was the rumor that Sam is our cult leader. Before that, well, Winnie's beach incident.
I've just been in the middle of telling her about Winnie accidentally spending the night at my house. And I haven't even told her the best part yet.
"Then she told me it was okay to kiss her."
"Tell me you listened to her!" Emily is enthralled, eyes wide with interest and the ingredients completely forgotten about on the cutting board. We should had the cauliflower cooked by now, but the afternoon got away from us.
"When Winnie first said it, I didn't believe her at first." Emily dramatically clutches her chest and calls me an idiot.
"I can believe that. You've been taking things so slow with your imprint, I think Bella's vampire baby grew a year older by now." Emily sighs, finally getting back to chopping. "Sam told me the very next day when he imprinted on me. Jared barely got to the next day before telling Kim. Yet you're about to go on month three with Winnie." Emily adds, sliding through the heads of cauliflower so vigorously, it's hard not to wince whenever her cleaver lands against the cutting board.
"I'm trying not to scare Winnie off. If I told her about werewolves she would have gotten a restraining order against me." I still have no idea how I'm going to tell Winnie. Things are so good right now I can't risk losing her just when I got her.
"When it comes to love, especially this kind of love between imprints, it makes anything make sense." Emily grins to herself. She does has a point, she's cooking nearly a dozen heads of cauliflower for a pack of shape shifting werewolves. This is just a typical afternoon for Emily.
"We haven't told each other if we love each other yet." Though I haven't said it out loud, I've silently told her I love her with every kiss, every time I've called just to hear her voice, every time I held her hand, and each time I drove her around when her buggie was in the shop. Even with all those times, it's getting harder and harder not to say it with each passing day. I can't tell which I'll blurt out first; how I'm a werewolf or how I'm in love with her.
"You haven't told her she's your imprint, haven't kissed, went on one date, and haven't told her how you really feel." Emily narrows her eyes at my smirk.
"We've kissed." My eyebrows bounce with my smirk. Emily does a double take at me, her mouth dropping into an agape O.
"Why didn't you lead with that! Priorities Embry!" The cooking is completely forgotten now as Emily pulls a chair and a snack from the cabinet.
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