Love poems (Leah Clearwater story)

Chapter 13 ~ The first date

The next morning, Vivienne woke up feeling refreshed and happy. She got dressed quickly, choosing a comfortable pair of jeans and a soft sweater. She made her way downstairs, the smell of breakfast wafting through the house. As she entered the kitchen, she was surprised to see Paul sitting at the table, a serious expression on his face.

"Good morning, Paul," Vivienne greeted him, trying to keep her tone light.

Paul looked up and managed a small smile. "Morning, Vivienne. Sleep well?"

"I did, thanks," she replied, grabbing a mug and pouring herself some coffee. "What's up?"

Paul sighed, glancing around to make sure they were alone. "I wanted to talk to you about something important. It's about Leah."

Vivienne's heart skipped a beat, but she nodded, taking a seat across from him. "What about Leah?"

Paul leaned forward, his expression earnest. "You know that Leah and I are part of the pack, right? And that we have this whole werewolf thing going on?"

Vivienne nodded. "Yes, Leah explained some of it to me."

"Good," Paul said, looking relieved. "The thing is, when one of us imprints on someone, it's a big deal. It's not just a crush or a regular relationship. It's something much deeper and more permanent."

Vivienne felt a surge of emotion at Paul's words. "I understand that, Paul. And I care about Leah a lot."

Paul's gaze softened. "I can see that. And I'm glad. But there's something else you need to know. Being involved with one of us means you're also part of our world now. There are dangers and responsibilities that come with it."

Vivienne took a deep breath, processing what Paul was saying. "I appreciate you telling me this, Paul. But I'm willing to face whatever comes our way. I want to be with Leah."

Paul studied her for a moment, then nodded. "I believe you. Just know that we'll always be here to protect you. You're part of our family now."

Vivienne smiled, feeling a warm sense of belonging. "Thank you, Paul. That means a lot to me."

Just then, the front door opened, and Leah walked in, her eyes lighting up when she saw Vivienne. "Hey, sunshine," she greeted, walking over and giving Vivienne a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Hey, Leah," Vivienne replied, her heart fluttering at the touch.

Paul stood up, giving them both a nod. "I'll leave you two to it. Just wanted to have a quick chat."

"Thanks, Paul," Leah said, watching him leave the room. Once he was gone, she turned to Vivienne with a concerned look. "What did he say?"

Vivienne reached out and took Leah's hand, squeezing it reassuringly. "He just wanted to make sure I understood what it means to be involved with the pack. And that I'll be part of your world now."

Leah sighed, a hint of worry in her eyes. "I hope he didn't scare you."

"He didn't," Vivienne assured her. "I want to be with you, Leah. Whatever that means."

Leah's expression softened, and she pulled Vivienne into a tight hug. "I'm so glad to hear that. I want to be with you too."

They stood there for a moment, holding each other, before Leah pulled back with a smile. "How about we make some breakfast together? I'm starving."

Vivienne laughed, feeling lighter than she had in days. "Sounds like a plan."

They spent the next hour cooking and chatting, enjoying each other's company. The morning passed quickly, filled with laughter and shared moments. As they sat down to eat, Vivienne felt a profound sense of happiness and belonging.