hungry？ Go
ahead and help yourself to a muffin。〃
〃Thanks。〃 I took one from the plate and started nibbling around the edges。 It
was delicious； and it felt
good in my tender stomach。 Embry picked up his third and shoved it into his
mouth whole。
〃Save some for your brothers；〃 Emily chastised him； hitting him on the head
with a wooden spoon。 The
word surprised me； but the others thought nothing of it。
〃Pig；〃 Jared mented。
I leaned against the counter and watched the three of them banter like a
family。 Emily's kitchen was a
friendly place； bright with white cupboards and pale wooden floorboards。 On
the little round table； a
cracked blue…and…white china pitcher was overflowing with wildflowers。 Embry
and Jared seemed
entirely at ease here。
Emily was mixing a humongous batch of eggs； several dozen； in a big yellow
bowl。 She had the sleeves of
her lavender shirt pushed up； and I could see that the scars extended all the
way down her arm to the
back of her right hand。 Hanging out with werewolves truly did have its risks；
just as Embry had said。
The front door opened； and Sam stepped through。
〃Emily；〃 he said； and so much love saturated his voice that I felt
embarrassed； intrusive； as I watched him
cross the room in one stride and take her face in his wide hands。 He leaned
down and kissed the dark
scars on her right cheek before he kissed her lips。
〃Hey； none of that；〃 Jared plained。 〃I'm eating。〃
〃Then shut up and eat；〃 Sam suggested； kissing Emily's ruined mouth again。
〃Ugh；〃 Embry groaned。
This was worse than any romantic movie； this was so real that it san