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"Are you scared?" I asked referring to the new villains that happened to pop up in town and come after our pack. I felt Stiles' hand gently wrap around mine, and his lips pressing onto my palm. "Me? Scared? Impossible." "Yeah?" I asked, unable to stop myself from smiling. "Of course. I have my bat in my Jeep." "You are such an idiot." I laughed, snatching my hand away from Stiles grip. "Yeah, but I'm your idiot." He chuckled, wrapping arms around my waist and pulling me into his lap. "Nothing is going to scare me off. You are absolutely stuck with me," He assured, brushing the hair that had fallen in my eyes away. "Kids," my mom called from the dining room. "Dinner!" "I think that's our cue," Stiles said, sliding off the couch and offering me his hand. I gladly took it, smiling like an idiot; happy that I had the love of my life on my side.
