I’d been a topic of conversation before. “Who else
face us full on, a smile on
half of her face.
The right side of her face was scarred from hairline to chin by three thick, red lines, livid in color though
they were long healed. One line pulled down the corner of her dark, almond-shaped right eye,cheap headphones, another
twisted the right side of her mouth into a permanent grimace.
Thankful for Embry’s warning, I quickly turned my eyes to the muffins in her hands. They smelled
wonderful—like fresh blueberries.
“Oh,louis vuitton handbags,” Emily said, surprised. “Who’s this?”
I looked up, trying to focus on the left half of her face.
“Bella Swan,” Jared told her, shrugging. Apparently, I’d been a topic of conversation before. “Who else?”
“Leave it to Jacob to find a way around,” Emily murmured. She stared at me,rest of my body to fuel the most scorching blaze yet. The pain was enough to stun me, and neither half of her
once-beautiful face was friendly. “So, you’re the vampire girl.”
I stiffened. “Yes. Are you the wolf girl?”
She laughed, as did Embry and Jared. The left half of her face warmed. “I guess I am.” She turned to
Jared. “Where’s Sam?”
“Bella, er, surprised Paul this morning.”
Emily rolled her good eye. “Ah, Paul,” she sighed. “Do you think they’ll be long? I was just about to start
the eggs.”
“Don’t worry,” Embry told her. “If they’re late, we won’t let anything go to waste.”
Emily chuckled,dr dre beats, and then opened the refrigerator. “No doubt,” she agreed. “Bella, are you 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,began to move upward., but the others thought nothing of it.
“Pig,” Jared commented.
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,adidas wings, 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