In one of my many drafts of chapter 22, damn writer's block, I had Leah originally coming over to talk to Paul instead of Embry. This didn't fit the vibe I was going for so I changed it. However, you can read it here if you are interested.
Chapter 23 will will hopefully be up soon!
Chapter 22
Paul's POV
As I flopped down on the couch after another round of pacing, I had to resist the urge to check the time for the twelfth time in as many minutes.
Yeah I can just picture the expression on everyone's face if they could see me now. Paul Prade, the badass with an equal as bad temper, reduced to pacing and checking the time every five seconds. Just what is the cause of all of this? Lily Hawkins. I’m acting like a pansy ass, and I think the worst part is that I am aware of it but am having a real hard time acting differently right now. Fan-fucking-tastic. Where the hell is Leah when I need her? She would know exactly what to say right now. I have already established the fact that I don't want to act like this, but Lily has me acting like a 14 year old about to go on their first date.
You caught that right; I went on my first date at 14 and hell if I’m not more nervous right now. I blame the imprint.
I mean I wasn’t a manwhore by any means, unlike those in the pack that will not remain nameless, Embry and Jake, but I have my own fair share of experience. Not that it is helping me now, I thought sullenly. Like any of those girls could compare to Lily.
As I was about to drag myself up for another time check and round of pacing, Leah knocked once and burst through the door as she is prone to do.
She took one look and laughed at me.
"You're such a bitch Leah" I grumbled, "Here I am looking for a little sympathy and all you can do is laugh? Thanks for being such a great friend."
It took her another minute to quite down, and yet another minute to try and find a look that was sympathetic, “Probably good I came over right?” Without waiting for a response she continued, “I know you are nervous right now, but come on man! You have the imprint working for you and I honestly don’t think you are going to screw up the date that badly.”
She would have continued on if I hadn’t latched on to one key phrase, “That badly? Fuck you think I’m going to screw up? I knew this was a bad idea. Here I am freaking the fuck out and you are saying that you know it is already going to end badly?” My voice had risen to a shout at this point. It was like I was reverting back to how I was when I first phased, and realizing this I went into some of the relaxation techniques that Quinn had taught me.
Leah refrained from saying anything, knowing that the hold I had on my control was tenuous at best. After a few tense minutes in which I finally regained the hold I had on my temper, I waved a hand at Leah letting her know that she could say whatever it is she was planning.
“Fuck I am sorry Paul. I should have realized that with the first imprint date, teasing is a definite no.” Leah said in a rather remorseful tone.
My turn to apologize, “Yeah you should have known better Lee, or at least known me. I guess I’m sorry too. I don’t want my best friend mad at me, especially since I would have to be on the lookout knowing you would somehow try and seek revenge.” I looked at her, and the staring contest ended with the knowledge that we both screwed up and we were now able to move on.
.......Hope you enjoyed that!
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