My eyes drifted up to the sky, the start of the birds song just hitting from afar. The night had turned into the next day, and Embry Call was still at my doorstep.
“Not if I see you first.” I was leaning back to give him room. Two spirit warriors in the doorway of a house in La Push was a squeeze on the best of days.
And there he said it again. ‘Trouble’, it used to grate on me because of the irony of it. But now… after tonight.. and my actions… I guessed he was right. -