You are Mine,Only Mine novel Chapter 39

I felt her wipe away my tear with the back of my hand as she smiled at me. "Honey, I want you to be happy. This boy," She started, nodding her head towards Weston and continued, "is everything I wish my daughter could ever be with."

"Is it because he was there - "

"No, honey. It's because I could clearly see he makes you happy," She interrupted.

I glanced at Weston again feeling a tiny smile creep its way onto my lips. I just wished he would snap out of that daze and look at me and I wanted him to sweep me off my feet with that amazing smile of his. The warmth of his lips on mine was my current craving and the warmth of him near was what I was aching for.

"How long has he been like that?" I asked curiously, turning back to my mother who was observing me.

"Oh, about three hours," she shrugged.

"Three hours!" I said in disbelief, my eyes wandering over to him again. "What time is it?"

"Yeah, right after you fainted and the cops came over to inspect that window. It is about midnight by now."

At the mention of my window, I shuddered. I looked at my mom with fear clear in my eyes. She patted my leg, telling me that everything is going to be alright. However, I knew it wasn't. Things were getting worst. I wondered if my mom knew about my previous encounters with this mysterious "Silver Bullet."

"Mom," I watched as her gaze turned to me slowly. "Do you know - "

"Hey guys," I heard someone's shout through the house, the deep voice echoing off the walls. "We are finally home!"

As if on cue, Aunt Feli came in with Warren and Charles following closely behind her. Aunt Feli had her hands in kitchen gloves, holding a pot of soup. Warren held a couple of glass bowls and spoons in his other hand. Charles held a pitcher filled with what looked like iced tea and in his other hand, he held paper cups.

"I just wanted to share my story that my girl takes longer than me in the bathroom," he smiled cheekily at her.

"Oh, just shut your pie holes, you two," Aunt Feli said, placing her small hands on her hips. "Before ya' make these two handsome fellows throw up what they're eating from ya'll smothering."

Along with everyone, I laughed as I watched the two love birds blush. However, my laugh increased when to the point I was snorting when I heard the moans of appreciations as Charles and Warren dug their faces into their steaming bowl of soup. Soon, everyone was licking their bowl clean, wanting more and more. Everyone around me felt so safe and I actually felt like I was in a family for once. A full and happy family, though some people like the rest of the Stone and Crescent pack were missing.

I sat up, taking my bowl of soup and drinking it. The hot soup warmed my throat and the tastes hit my taste buds like fireworks. It warmed my whole insides, hitting my stomach with a sense of that home-y feeling. But, it wasn't as hot as I was feeling when Weston decided to sit beside me, taking me in his arms and kissing my cheek.

I choked on my soup and regained composure, setting the bowl down on the coffee table in front of us. "Dot," I hissed, but that did nothing but make him pull me closer. I was pretty sure my face was as red as Aunt Feli's toe nail polish. "Wes," I whispered more loudly this time.