"This warrior woman is fully awakened and is taking a stand, taking the problems by the horns with my hand.
I will conquer all that is there,
all and who comes as they dare."
In which a warrior falls in love with a wolf.
[NEW MOON-ECLIPSE]
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~Twilight~
November 25, 1986
Emilio was working extra hard that day, his crew was remodelling a basement. The only reason why he was working so quickly was because he had to run to the store to buy last minute thanksgiving dinner items to take to his cousin's house.
He was ready to go. He was ready to be at home in front of his television with a cold beer.
"Hey, boss, it's time..." one of his crew members announced, trying to silence the timer on his watch. "We'll have to finish up after the holidays."
Emilio nodded. "Yeah, after the holidays, it should take us another week to finish this."
That same crew member rolled his eyes. "We're all sure the dama blanca will be happy to hear that."
The rest of the workers laughed. Emilio shushed then by holding up his hand. "Since I told her we'd finish today, I'll break the news to her. If she doesn't like it, I'll have her finish this place up herself." He pulled off his gloves. "Now, let's go home."
The road to the store was wet and just a tad bit slippery. Emilio shook his head, he never understood why his cousin would want to live in a place like Beaver, Washington. It was cold, wet, and just a tad bit dull in his opinion.
As he pulled up to his local store, he immediately noticed the closed sign. Emilio looked at the time.
5:56 p.m.
The man chuckled, "Guess they wanted to go home early." He sat there for a moment before sighing. "Let's try Forks store."
Luckily, the store was open. He quickly walked in and grabbed a little basket to put his small bit of groceries.
As he was rushing, he didn't see the tanned woman with shopping cart right in front of her.
He, not so surprisingly, bumped into the cart. Not meaning to do so, he startled her baby that was placed in the middle of the cart. The baby was cuddled in his car seat, the seat barely fit inside the cart.
"Oh, seriously," an annoyed voice mumbled, just before she comforted her whimpering baby. "Watch where you're headed next time."
Emilio lowered his head, but when he recognized how softly she spoke to him despite being annoyed, he looked up. His hazel eyes met her brown orbs.
Their eyes locked. It was almost like an instant connection. He found her extremely attractive.
The woman, suddenly shy under his gaze, looked away.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to–"
She held up her hand. "No, it's alright. Mistakes happen, right?" She folded her arms and looked at the canned goods on the shelf.
