Rating: T/M
Genre: Supernatural/ Romance
Pairing: Bella/ Paul
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Summary: First comes hate, then comes lust.
Prompt: 'That's not possible. I'm seeing things.'
Word-Count: 469
A/N: Something I've worked on a while. Adult themes implied but not explicit.
Charlie and Sue were getting married, after seven years together. Bella had returned to Forks to help with the final arrangements, making her father a very happy man. She'd promised to stand in as best-woman as Billy was to act as officiator. The whole La Push community had pulled together to make it the wedding of the year and the happy couple were genuinely touched by their efforts…
They were snipping each other. Again. Well, actually he was making snide remarks and she was blocking him out.
As usual.
It was always the same. He'd run his mouth off and she'd withdraw, riling him further, and completing the cycle.
Still, the others had to admit at least they were doing their best to curb their tempers.
Or trying to.
It was when Mr and Mrs Swan were en route to their honeymoon, that the Pack were free to bring out the shine and crank up the volume.
Freed from her duties, Bella was a willing participant and she soon found herself face to face with her arch rival.
"Dance with me."
She wasn't drunk enough to blindly accept his offer. "What's your game Lahote?"
He had the decency to look remorseful. "No game Swan. Just two people joining in the dance."
She arched an eyebrow but made no demur.
The others smiled as the pair normally at each other's throats provided quite the picture. There was closeness about them that had not been there before.
As the night wore on, the pair were often found together and when the music died and the alcohol had taken its toll, it seemed only natural that Bella Swan went back with him.
All inhibitions and frustrations were forgotten that night as the two joined forces for one night of passion.
XxX
It was a sleepy Seth that stilled mid-patrol as the scantily dressed form of Bella Swan came into view. His surprise meant his usual control slipped and the sight of her leaving Paul's house, dressed in last night's outfit appeared on the mind link.
The response, "That's not possible. I'm seeing things." echoed in everyone's head. Paul managed to dodge his brothers for the remainder of the day. Most of the alcohol had worn off by the time they'd reached his home but he wasn't stopping their time together. He'd known her for years and true, for most of them he'd been an arse. But there was something about her that wouldn't leave him alone.
Maybe he'd been wrong to take advantage of her inebriation but he'd make it up to her tonight…
There were no lights at Charlie's house in Forks and upon further inspection; there was no sign of her at the Clearwater-Swan house.
She'd slipped through his fingers but he wouldn't sit idle.
Bella Swan would be his!
