A/N: A spur of the moment Valentine's Day one-shot. Paul gives Cat his side of the story of their first kiss. I'd probably suggest reading The Good, the Bad, and the Undead before this otherwise it might be a little confusing in some one-shots, but if you don't want to you could probably get by without doing so.

"Do you remember our first kiss?" Cat asked softly before she was even fully aware that she was talking out loud.

They were lying in the alcove, Paul had his back propped up against the wall and she sat with her legs sprawled out across his lap with her right side leaning against him, her head resting on his shoulder. She'd spent so long with Paul – verging on every minute of every night – that it was now difficult to remember a time when he hadn't been in her life. Upon this realisation, she'd started to reminisce about the more positive aspects of their first few weeks together.

"'Course I do. First night we met, outside your hotel room."

"The first night we met," Cat echoed with a small smile she couldn't repress "Rather forward of you."

Her amused tone undoubtedly told him that she wouldn't have him any other way.

"Why do you ask?"

"Don't worry, I wasn't testing you," she laughed "I was just curious about what that night was like for you."

"Well," he began mock-conspiratorially, tracing his thumb back and forth over the slither of exposed skin between her underwear and t-shirt "I knew if I didn't do it then, I'd have to wait all damn day for another shot, and I didn't know if I could handle that shit. Then there was the risk you'd have changed your mind before then, too."

"I had no idea I'd put you in such a horrible position," she teased, shifting her head only slightly from its position on his shoulder to press her lips against the side of his neck.

"That made it even worse," he snorted, leaning into her attentions, but not allowing it to distract him "You had no clue what you do to me. Hell, sometimes I think you still don't."

"Hmm," she hummed "It's more denial than disbelief."

"Do you remember that night?"

"Of course," she laughed "I nearly had a damn heart attack."

"You didn't see it coming?" he snickered "Here I thought I was comin' on pretty strong."

"Looking back on it, it was obvious," she admitted, grabbing his free hand and rubbing her thumb over his knuckles "But at the time I couldn't believe you'd even looked at me, never mind that. Remember I thought it was all some stupid joke or dare?"

His face darkened for half a second at the memory of what was undoubtedly the worst fight they'd ever had – and hopefully the worst they'd ever have.

"I thought the possibility of you wanting to kiss me was about as likely as David bursting into song and dance," Cat endeavoured to lighten the mood, and smiled when he laughed.

"Ain't something I've ever seen happen before," Paul admitted, before he seemed to remember that she'd wanted to hear his side of that night "But how could I not want to? I couldn't sit still the entire night 'cause it was all I could think of. I was so freakin'…excited."

He seemed to struggle to find the appropriate word for a second, but once he had he continued "I was like 'shit, I finally got my girl and now I gotta wait to even kiss her!'."

Cat blushed, but kept silent, pressing a kiss to the back of his hand as he continued. He responded by moving his other hand from her hip to the outside of her thigh. At first he'd been telling the story unsurely, as if he wasn't quite sure what he wanted to say, but now he was just as engrossed in telling it as she was listening to it. It was odd hearing the night she knew so well, but from a completely new perspective.

"You drove me crazy. How you couldn't even look at me without goin' all red, the way you gave back as good as you got when the guys started teasing you. Even the fact that you didn't turn your nose up at the cave…I had to keep touching you just to make sure you were real! I remember when you first got on the bike behind me, you were all tense but too shy to hold on tight. Then I took off and you held on so tight I thought I'd crack a rib," he teased "It was awesome, but it didn't beat taking you back. You were too tipsy to be scared after that, and not as shy no more, so you held on tight but you weren't tense. You were just all relaxed against me. All trusting. Best part was I knew that I could get used to that feeling."

She knew that if she showed the surge of emotion she felt, they'd get distracted and she wouldn't hear anymore, so she kept it to herself and allowed him to continue. It was unlike him to get so willingly chatty about his feelings in the first place, and her curiosity was too strong for her to ruin it now.

"So then we got to the boardwalk. You finally started lookin' me in the eye – I mean, I admired your efforts not to before that, but fuck it was a relief. I mean, you kinda had to be able to look at me for this whole thing to work."

Cat gave an embarrassed laugh, remembering her shyness with him all too well "You're too handsome! It freaked me out!"

"I do my best," he gave a smug grin "So, we got to your hotel room-."

"I know, I was there," she was unable to stop herself from joking.

"Hush, I'm gettin' to the good part," he nudged her in the side lightly, grin still on his face "So you turned and looked up at me with those big green eyes and I knew I was screwed. I think we were joking around, I'll fess up that I don't really remember that part, but all I could focus on was that you were right there and we were finally alone for the first damn time…and you have no idea what those lips do to me."

At some point during his speech, Cat had shifted so that she straddled his lap and they were face to face, listening intently as he spoke. When he trailed off slightly, his eyes flickered to her lips.

"And then what did you do?" she prompted, smiling.

"I thought you were there."

"Refresh my memory."

He stopped leaning against the cave wall so that he was sitting up straight. This gave him even more of a height advantage over Cat, and she shifted forward in his lap. Slowly his arms wrapped around her torso to pull her closer, one hand flat on the small of her back and the other higher, just below her neck. They were more or less face to face once he tilted his head down the slightest bit. They stayed like that for a few moments, with her chest pressed so tightly against his that she was sure she could feel his heartbeat. After practically melting in his tight embrace, she smirked up at him challengingly. That was all it took. With a playful growl, he closed the gap between their lips, his mouth scorching hot against hers. Cat's hands slid from his shoulders, one resting on the side of his jaw and the other continuing up and into his hair as though to keep him there. He didn't seem to mind much, if the buck of his hips was any indication as he bit her lower lip.

Cat groaned and broke the kiss for a moment "Now I know that's not how you did it back then. If you did I'd be dead now. I'd have had a heart attack right then and there."

"Well thank fuck for immortality, right?"

"Thank you, more like," she laughed breathlessly before his lips reclaimed hers.