Walking back from the restaurant they stayed silent locked inside their own thoughts until they reached the house. Reaching the steps to go back up into the house Stephanie stopped before she turned around and looked at the beach, "I want to sit on the beach."

Nodding his head slowly Paul wasn't sure what she meant, "alone? I don't mind if it is alone but if you want me to sit with you I'll do that too."

Smiling softly she nodded her head, "yes, I'd like to sit on the beach with you."

Turning around he tugged on her hand gently, "come on then, let's go and find us a nice soft spot on the sand."

Laughing softly she quickly moved directly beside him as they walked looking at him occasionally and thanking her lucky stars he came to find her. Once they reached the beach they walked a little way along the beach before Paul stopped, "I think here would be nice, we have a nice view over the ocean."

Pleased with his choice she turned to look at him with a soft smile on her face, "it's perfect. Shall we take a seat?"

Quickly taking the hint Paul slowly lowered himself to the cold and slightly damp sand stretching his legs out in front of him as the waves crashed along the shore drawing his attention away from Stephanie to look at them.

Once Paul was seated Stephanie moved between his legs and took a seat on the sand before she shuffled back to lean against his chest.

Surprised when she stood between his legs he half expected to get kicked in the face but when she sat down and then shuffled back to lean against his chest he couldn't help the smile that passed his lips. Wrapping his arms loosely around her waist he pressed a soft kiss to the side of her head, "perfect."

Turning her head to look at him briefly she smiled before rested her head against his chest and closed her eyes just listening to the soothing sound of the waves crashing against the shore. To some it wouldn't be a soothing sound but to her it was soothing as it made her feel like if the ocean was crashing against the shore then her world wouldn't come crashing down around her.

Neither of them knew or cared how long they'd been sat in the cold on the beach but as it got darker and they started to lose feeling in their toes they knew it was time to head inside.

Reluctantly moving slightly away from his chest she turned to look at him with a soft smile on her face, "let's go inside now and go and warm up in bed."

Wiggling his eyebrows he smiled cheekily, "I am in agreement with this."

Rolling her eyes she pushed herself up off of the floor, "oh shut up, I did not mean that and you know it."

Standing up he brushed himself down to get rid of the sand, "I didn't know that you didn't mean that. I'm not a psychic and you are the one who said about us going to bed."

"Well yes, I've lost feeling in my toes so I want to crawl into bed and get right under the covers and warm myself up."

Slipping his hand into hers he led her back towards the house, "well as long as I can have a blanket I will make myself a bed on the couch."

Stopping in her tracks she looked at him angry at what he was saying, "why the hell do you want to do that? Am I not good enough to sleep next to if you're not getting sex?"

Sighing softly he shook his head realising he had fucked things up now, "no, not in the slightest. I was only kidding about us having sex because I just assumed that I'd be sleeping on the couch. I don't know what to do for the best today, I feel like anything I do or say will be wrong and I just don't want to lose you again."

Frowning a little she realised he was as worried about it all as she was, "I don't want to lose you again either but I don't want you to worry about what you're doing or saying. If we're going to be back together then we're going to be back together, we don't need to go back to the beginning all over again, we just need to pick up where we left off and continue . . . or as best as we can anyway. I want you to share the bed with me, I don't want to sleep with you tonight but I do want to cuddle with you."

Leaning forward he pressed a soft kiss to her lips, "thank you for your honesty, I know where I stand now and I feel more relaxed about things. Let's go inside and crawl into bed where we can cuddle up and enjoy each other."

Sniggering lowly at his choice of words she just turned around and walked off with him trailing behind her utterly bemused.

Her sniggering and then walking off confused him. Following behind her he just had to know why she laughed, "what is it?"

Not answering she kept walking until they reached the stairs up to the house and then she let go of his hand to hold the railing as she walked up the stairs to prevent herself from falling. Reaching the top of the stairs she put the key in the door before she unlocked it and stepped inside. Once inside she flipped a light on before she turned to Paul and laughed at the sad puppy dog look he had on his face, "what is your problem?"

Walking into the house he shut the door firmly behind him, "you laughed at me, that's just mean."

Rolling her eyes she stepped closer and gently patted his cheek with her hand, "aww diddums, poor ickle baby. I laughed because you said we can 'cuddle up and enjoy each other' and that sounded every bit like you were hinting at sex but I know you didn't mean it like that."

Sighing with relief he realised now how he had slightly gone over the top with the pouting, "oh I see, that makes sense now. I'm glad you knew I didn't mean it because I really didn't, I promise."

Reaching behind him she locked the door before she pulled the key out and placed it on the counter, "I did so don't worry about it. Now can we go and crawl into bed please? I'm still freezing cold."

Shrugging his shoulders he had no problem with her suggestion and quickly bent down hoisting her over his shoulder before he stood back up and walked towards the door, "your wish is my command."

As he continued his journey towards the stairs Stephanie kicked her legs and screamed, "put me down!"

Laughing he smacked her ass a couple of times, "no."

Continuing towards the stairs he carried her up the stairs and to the master bedroom before he playfully slammed her onto the bed, "you're down."

Pushing herself up onto her elbows she glared at him, "no shit. Did you have to carry me up the stairs?"

Walking to his suitcase he shook his head, "nah, I didn't have to but I did want to if that makes a difference to you."

Grumbling lowly she moved to the edge of the bed, "asshole."

Shrugging off his jacket he put it on the back of the chair before he pulled his t-shirt up over his head and tossed it at her, "yes but you'll still sleep in this asshole's t-shirt."

Catching the t-shirt as it was thrown her way she nodded her head, "yes I will but you won't get to watch me undress."

With that said she walked off towards the bathroom with an extra swing in her hips teasing him because she could. She smiled as she walked away holding his t-shirt closer to her chest, it made her happy knowing how he remembered how much she liked sleeping in his t-shirts. Despite only being split up for a few days she didn't think he would remember as he never offered them to her before, she just took them.

As he watched her walk away he shook his head, "that woman will be the death of me."