Author's note: Well wake up and smell the lilies people. Here we are another chapter. I really want to say that I'm really sorry for the delay, I've been having writer's block and even though I'm on summer break... well there are only so many hours in a day you know. But here is another chapter and chapter ten should be here within the next week and a half or so. (:
Disclaimer: I haven't owned anything so far, so I'm not going to start now.
Dedication: I really wanted to dedicate this chapter to Elohcin, my new beta. She was the one who really got on to me about whining and begging for reviews, she told me that I was sounding a little ungrateful haha(: she's so helpful and she's a great beta. Thanks so much for everything.
Playlist:
Te Amo- Rhianna
Spending All My Time- Aaron Fresh
Superbad- Travie Mccoy
Ironic- Alanis Morissette
Torn- disrupted by the pull of contrary forces
When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that the bed was cold. Paul wasn't there though I got the impression that he must've just left. I groaned and rolled over, hating the extra space. I sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed my eyes. That was the best night of sleep I've ever had, thanks to a certain someone.
Thinking about it made me blush. I took a shower all the while thinking about when I would see Paul again. He told me that he didn't have to patrol again until this evening but I didn't know how he planned on spending the time in between.
"Soul mates." I whispered as I put on green polo with a gray tank underneath and jeans. I put my hair in a clip pulling my bangs back into a poof. It was going to take a little longer to get used to the fact that Paul and I were 'destined to be together' and whatnot.
I returned a call back to my Aunt. She asked me how the date went and I told her that it didn't really go as planned but that I now knew the secret of the Quileute Legends. She was silent for a few seconds and then asked,
"So… how are you dealing with all of that information?" She asked her voice serious.
I didn't even have to think about my answer. "I have Paul. I trust him." I said. Auntie was quiet once again, but my answer must have appeased her because she suddenly became chipper again.
"Well that's good. I should be coming home in about two days. You should see all the stuff I bought! Anyhoo, I should be going now. Lots to do today. Have fun!" I barely got a goodbye in before the line disconnected.
I threw my phone on the charger and went to make something to eat, but just as I opened up the cabinet, the doorbell rang. I went to open it, surprised to see Seth standing there grinning at me. "So, you found out about our little secret, huh?" He said and then before I could say anything else he pulled me out of the house and proceeded to half drag me down the street.
"What the poop are you doing?" I asked him, laughing and trying to tug my way out of his strong grip lackadaisically.
"I was told to answer no questions, just to bring you to Emily's. You haven't eaten yet have you?" He asked, looking back at me. I shook my head no, bewildered.
"I don't even have my phone Seth! I didn't lock the front door… I don't have anything on me." I told him, as he pushed me into a jeep, his hands gentle, making sure not to hurt me.
"Aw you don't need anything. Calm down." He said when he hopped into the driver's side of the jeep.
I was tempted to ask where Paul was, but Seth had told me that he wasn't going to answer any questions so I shut up and tried to enjoy the ride…
I'm a go-with-the-flow kind of person.
Emily lived a few blocks over also near the woods and her house was kind of set aside and by itself. It reminded me of most of the houses on the Rez, made mostly by nature and it was small. It had a certain je ne sais quoi to it.
As Seth parked, I saw a few people on the small porch outside. On closer inspection I saw it was Jacob, Leah and Embry lounging around. Seth and I jumped out of the truck and walked up to the house. Jacob met us halfway. He stopped in front of me, looking at me intensely.
"Stop that." I grumbled. Seth had kept on moving and out of the corner of my eye I saw him and the others move into the house.
"Stop what?" He asked his voice deep. I sighed and stepped away from him, making it easier to look into his eyes.
"I see regret in your eyes. I don't regret finding out about anything. You shouldn't either." I was going to say more, but then I felt something, deep within me. I couldn't have explained it any other way.
I turned around and saw Paul standing at the end of the forest. I forgot all about Jacob behind me and focused my attention on Paul. Or at least I was trying to until I felt Jacob grab my arm, keeping me from getting to Paul.
I didn't like that very much. And by the looks of it, neither did Paul. He cleared the ten feet between us so quick, I didn't realize it until he was right in front of me, glaring at Jake. "Let her go Jacob." He said, not even looking at me.
Seeing Jacob and Paul staring each other down like this I got the impression that this wasn't the first time they've butted heads over this. I didn't know why but I did know that I didn't like being in the middle of it. But before I could open my mouth guess who walked up and cut me off.
Again.
"Paul, Jacob, move away from Cassan- Cassie." Sam cut himself off, remembering that I didn't like to be called by my full name. He appeared at the edge of the forest, just like Paul had and I wondered if they were on patrol together.
I saw his huge form and immediately looked at him in a different light. I used to see him and the others as like brother figures, Jake more than the others. But now, after listening to Paul, I saw him as the Alpha. The leader of this bunch of wolves.
Jacob let me go and took a step back. Paul didn't move though, not at first. Sam had to tell him again, his voice taking on a different tone. I saw a indecision flicker in Paul's eyes and then he took a small step back.
Sam came forward, making sure that both of them were calm. Before he reached us though, I moved over to Paul. I saw the disapproval in both Sam's and Jacob's eyes but I didn't care.
Paul wrapped his arms around me and I buried my face in his bare chest, taking comfort in him. I didn't know how long I stayed there, but when I did finally look around again, I saw that Jacob and Sam had disappeared.
I pulled away slightly to look at Paul and couldn't help but turn red. The open love in his eyes, the way he seemed to worship me, it was overwhelming. "I love it when you blush." Paul whispered against my hair brushing his fingers across my cheek.
"Hey, don't get all soft on me." I told him, smiling softly. He leaned down and kissed me on the corner of my mouth. Then I thought about Jacob and bit my lip. "What was that all about?" I asked, knowing he would know what I was talking about.
"I don't like him putting his hands on you like that." Paul muttered, but I could tell that he wasn't telling me everything. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "He doesn't like the fact that I 'dragged you into our mess of a world'. He also doesn't like the fact that I imprinted on his little sister. You're really important to him… but he doesn't understand that you're important to me too. Or at least, he doesn't want to admit it.
"He doesn't want to share you with anyone; he wants to be the one to protect you. But the thing is, I don't want to share you either. And I am going to protect you."
I pursed my lips and looked him in the eye. "I don't need protecting. And I don't need you two fighting over me. I love you Paul… but I love Jacob too. In a completely different way, but I do." I didn't know what else to say so I just leaned against him again and sighed.
Embry stuck his head outside. "Hey are you two going to stay out there all day?" He called and then ducked back into the house. Paul grabbed my hand gently in his and walked me into the house. I noticed that the door and all of the big windows were wide open. The house inside was full of light. Embry, Seth and Jared were sprawled out on the couch watching something on the small television and talking. Leah was in the far corner of the living room not watching television but keeping well away from everybody else.
I'd have to try and remember to ask Paul what was going on with her later. Sam and Jacob had just walked in from the back of the house, no doubt beckoned by Embry. Sam walked to Emily who was in the small kitchen and kissed her deeply. I smiled and looked away. They seemed so happy.
Jacob sat with Quil at the table and didn't quite meet my eyes. I looked at Paul. "Go talk to him please." I pleaded with him, touching his arm as I went past him. I went into the kitchen, where Emily was having Sam reach up to get something for her on the top shelf.
"Hey Em, you need any help?" I asked taking in the feast that she seemed to be concocting all by herself.
Emily turned to me and the uninjured side of her face lit up with genuine happiness. "Cassie! I've been telling Paul that he needs to bring you by here." She moved to embrace me and then said, "Of course I need help silly, these boys act like they haven't already eaten me out of house and home." She smiled and tugged me into the kitchen. I saw she was in the process of making pancakes, eggs, sausage and bacon.
Lots of it.
There were already about three dozen pancakes made and I got to work buttering them and putting them in the oven to they wouldn't get cold while Emily made the eggs. When I was done, I finished making the rest of the pancakes and then helped with the bacon.
I don't think I've ever cooked this much. Or had this much fun. Emily kept flicking flour at me and I stuck my tongue out at her and attacked her sides. She was just as ticklish as I was. About ten minutes into the cooking process, Jared left and came back a few minutes later with Kim. She immediately came to help us, giving me a big hug and a secretive smile.
Kim pulled her hair up and started cooking the sausage. The kitchen was only just big enough to hold all three of us and we worked around each other, perfectly at ease. The boys kept on bugging us about when breakfast was going to be ready and Emily kept shushing them. We laid out all of the food and then called them to eat.
It was like a freaking stampede.
They all rushed to the food and crammed around Emily's small table. Emily stood at the counter with a happy gleam in her eye and picked food off of Sam's plate since he was beside her, one of his hands on the small of her back.
I looked around for somewhere to sit when Paul pulled me toward him and pulled me into his lap. I blushed, trying not to look at anyone else around us. Paul noticed how stiff I had gotten, "Relax sweetheart." He whispered in my ear, his hand rubbing my thigh soothingly. I shifted,
"That tickles." I said, my lips turning upward into a smile. He laughed lowly and then turned his attention to the food in front of us. He grabbed like six pancakes and had at least half a dozen eggs. He ate so much food; it was amazing how he stayed so fit and muscular.
I picked at his food, and conversed with Kim who was sitting beside me. I was chewing on a piece of bacon when I notice Jacob looking at me from across the table. He didn't seem angry but he certainly wasn't happy.
I shrank back into Paul, thinking. I didn't like it when someone was mad at me, especially since I hadn't done anything to deserve this unruly treatment. And I really hated it when Jake was mad at me.
Paul, who was reaching for his third helping, froze. He lowered his face to my ear, "What's wrong?"
He knew me too well.
I shook my head, "I just need some air." When Paul started to get up and come with me, I pushed him back down. "I'll be right back." I told him. I went out of the back door to Emily's back yard and sat down on step. Not a minute later I heard the door open again.
Jake sat down next to me. "So…?" He said, picking up a leaf and twirling it between his big fingers.
I looked up at the sky. "So… what?" I asked.
"You're taking this in really easy. Kim nearly had a heart attack and Emily screamed at Sam and well… you see her now. You act like it's the most natural thing in the world."
I looked Jacob in the eye. "I'm not Kim and I'm not Emily. And from what I'm hearing, it is the most natural thing in the world… give or take a few other natural things. You take one look at someone; decide they're perfect for you. Soulmates for life. Easy."
"You don't know Paul like I do." He told me, his voice low.
"First of all, I love Paul and the sooner you grow up, figure it out and learn to deal with it, the better. Second, Paul is supposed to be your brother and yet you don't trust him with me, or whatever. Tres, that's three in Spanish and four, I don't need you to look after me or protect me or anything else." I stood up angrily and glared down at him.
"What in the world is wrong with you?" Jake asked his eyes narrowed. He wasn't angry… yet.
"I'm so freaking tired of people trying to tell me what to do! Or how much I know or don't know about Paul. I don't care!" I know I should've stopped right then and there but I couldn't. I was too far-gone. "And you were the one who encouraged me and Paul in the first damn place!
"Now you're getting all pissy at me. I'm only going to tell you this once, Jacob Black so you listen good. I didn't do anything to you. If you're pissed about Paul and I than that's just stupid. I love him. I really do… so just…just…" All the air seemed to go out of me at once and I just felt tired. I didn't finish what I was saying. I looked over and saw Jacob shaking fiercely.
I think I had really pissed him off.
Everything happened in slow motion then. I distantly heard Paul and Sam yelling at me a moment before I felt someone's arms around me, dragging backwards; away from Jacob. Then I saw one of the scariest things in the world.
I let Cassie go outside and then saw Jacob get up and follow her. When he passed me, I reached out and grabbed his arm. I felt him tense but I just pulled him closer and said, "You better not touch her." And let him go. I Sam look at me, and he wasn't happy. I was probably going to have a few extra patrols in the near future which would really cut into my time with Cassie, but I couldn't risk anyone hurting her.
After Cassie left, I couldn't seem to muster the will to eat anymore. All I wanted to do was go to her, hold her in my arms and make her smile again, but I knew that she needed he space right now. After a few minutes I heard Cassie's voice. She was angry, that much I could tell and as her voice rose steadily, the conversation around the table stopped, as we all wanted to listen in and hear what was being said.
I got up and moved to see what going on. Cassie was standing up and was yelling at Jake, really letting him have it. Then she stopped and looked at Jacob ad her mouth fell open. It was then I could see how badly Jake was shaking…
He was about to phase.
I ran to her as fast as I could, yelling at her to get away Jacob. Jared grabbed her and pulled her away from him just moments before Jake phased, snarling. I met him head on, barely managing to kick off my shoes before I leapt at Jake, feeling the familiar lengthening of my body, the sudden explosion of heat all around me.
Then I sunk my teeth deep into Jake's flank mentally screaming at him in the same instant.
'How dare you phase that damn close to her!'
We rolled around in Emily's yard for a few seconds biting and clawing at each other. I felt a grim satisfaction when I felt my claws slice Jake's belly and he howled out in anger.
'You're the one putting her in danger you idiot!'
I tasted my blood on Jake's lips through his mind as he ripped one of my ears with his teeth. Things like this happened normally; one of the pack members got mad and got into a scuffle with another one of us, there was some torn flesh here and there but the worst of the injuries cleared with within a day or two.
This was different. He had put Cassie, my imprint, in danger; he could've hurt her or worse… Just the thought of that enraged me even more.
'Don't you dare try and turn this around on me! Do you really think I would put her in danger?'
I charged him into a tree, which broke on impact and bit hard into his foreleg. He raising his other paw to claw my face when I felt Sam phase and snarl out an order.
'Both of you stop it. NOW!'
He was beyond furious and his order shook my right down to my bones. I immediately released Jacob and dropped down onto my belly, hating the superiority that Sam had over me.
Jacob was next me, also on his belly, still snarling at me and I wished I could get up and bite his tail off. I felt the fury radiating off of Sam and the thoughts flying through his head. First thing I saw in his mind was worry. For Emily obviously. He didn't like her witnessing things like this. Us being violent to each other.
Her love for us was like a mother's love for her pups. Fierce. Unwavering. Overwhelming. She hated seeing us fighting with each other. One of his other concerns was Cassie. I saw through his mind's eye the panic in her eyes when she saw Jake and I phase. The way she trembled when she heard us snarling at each other. She was afraid.
Of me.
I couldn't bear the thought of that. I had to go and see her, make sure she was ok. I got up and before Sam could issue another order, I ran close to my house and phased back. No one was home. My mother was working and Riley was probably off somewhere with her friends. I quickly changed into another pair of pants and put on some new shoes.
I ran all the way to Emily's, knowing Cassie would still be there, and found her on the front porch, looking out at the road blankly. Emily was there with her and I stayed on the fringe of the forest, waiting to get Cassie alone.
Emily rubbed Cassie's back and held out a cup of sweet smelling tea to her. Cassie took it, but didn't drink it. She stayed silent, so Emily spoke up, "It'll be ok. They'll be ok." She said softly looking at my Cassie with dark, calm eyes.
Cassie nodded. "I just don't like it when they fight over me." She said her voice numb, with none of her usual cheer in it. It was all I could do not to go over to her, comfort her.
Emily nodded. "I'll give you some time alone." She said, gently embracing Cassie before going back into the house. Cassie let out a deep sigh and leaned against the house for a few minutes. Then, she stiffed for a moment and looked up. Then she turned and looked straight at me.
I was shocked. I thought she was going to start screaming at me to get away from her but… she didn't.
We were about six yards from each other and she ran to me, throwing herself at me and knocking me down. I hit the earth, but felt nothing. I was stunned by Cassie's reaction. Her eyelashes were wet, but she wasn't crying and since I couldn't smell any salt water on her, I don't think she had been crying. I sat up, Cassie halfway sprawled over me and I stood up bringing her with me.
I opened my mouth to say something to her, but before I could, she was talking. "Are you hurt? I saw blood. Paul…" She was worried and kept touching me. Her hands were patting me down and her eyes searched me for wounds.
She found one on my side where Jacob's claws had dug in pretty deep. The one on my ear had already healed and one on my legs had pretty much closed up. They didn't really bother me much but Cassie acted like it was the end of the world.
"Paul!" She exclaimed, placing her hands gently around the wound, frowning in concern.
"I'll be fine." I told her, grabbing her hands in mine. I didn't like seeing the hurt in her eyes. The concern over me. "I promise. It'll be gone by this evening." I told her, holding her gaze with mine.
"It seems like all I do is apologize to you lately." I told her. "I'm sorry… I shouldn't have gone after Jacob like that but… if something would've happened to you Cassie…" I couldn't finish. I just pulled her as close as possible to me and took in her scent.
"I wasn't scared you know." Cassie told me, her voice soft and warm. I didn't know what she was talking about and I pulled her away so I would be able to look into her eyes.
"Baby girl, what are you talking about?" I asked her.
"The others, Embry and Quil… Leah. They told me not to be scared, that there was nothing to be scared of, over and over. They don't understand. I was scared… but I could never be scared of you. Now Sam… yea he scared me a little bit. I don't know how to explain it. I was scared for you, not of you. I could never be scared of you Paul." Her voice was so soft.
I saw it in Cassie's eyes. She was telling the truth. There wasn't anything I could say to her, nothing at all but I could show her how much that meant to me. How much I loved her.
I leaned down and kissed her with all that I had, relishing the feel of her soft, supple lips against mine. Every time I kissed her, it was like the first time I'd ever felt her lips on mine. Indescribable. Just like Cassie. I wrapped my arms tighter around her small waist, pulling her flush against me. I could feel her heartbeat racing against my chest, hear her pulse moving faster than normal.
She drove me wild. I lost all control with her, control that I'd worked so hard to build up. This woman could tear me down with a single look… and she didn't even know it. She made a small noise in the back of her throat and it nearly drove me over the edge.
I had to pull away. Before things went too far.
I reached deep down inside myself for my last shred of control and pulled away from Cassie. She whimpered and I looked at her. Her eyes were still closed, her long eyelashes creating long shadows over her rosy cheekbones. Her lips were still parted and full.
The look of her was so sensual, so beautiful that I couldn't help but lean back down and give her a chaste, short kiss. Or at least it was supposed to be short. As soon as I touched her again it was like fireworks exploding. My senses were full of her and I felt drugged.
I pulled away from her and rested my chin on the crown of her head. Her scent could probably be the only thing to bring me to my knees other than Sam's harsh judgment.
"Dear lord, Cassie." I breathed, listening to her trying to catch her breath. As I held her, I realized that this was the only time I was truly at peace. When she was in my arms. When she was in my arms I knew that she was protected. That absolutely nothing could touch her. Last night, when she was in my arms, it wasn't anything like heaven.
It was so much better.
When we had both caught our breath I spoke, "I need to tell you… tell you why everyone wants you to be so careful around me." This would be the first time I'd ever spoken about it out loud. But I would tell Cassie anything.
Cassie looked at me, her stunning green eyes wide and concerned. She didn't say anything, just nodded. I grabbed her hands in mine and started for the forest. As we were walking, she didn't say anything, but every time I looked back at her, I saw her eyes narrowed in thought.
I didn't know if I liked the blind faith she had in me. But I loved everything about her. After about fifteen minutes, we came upon the beach. There were a lot of people on the beach, seeing as it was about two in the afternoon.
Cassie and I sat away from the others, on the far west side of the beach, opposite of the cliff. We sat down near the shore and I pulled Cassie into my lap so that our feet were in the water. Her back was leaning on my front and I could feel that she was fully relaxed.
I took a deep breath.
"When I was little, everything was perfect. It was me, my mom and my dad. Then Riley was born, my little sister, it was even better. For about a year or so…" Cassie craned her head back to look at me and the expression in her eyes said 'You didn't tell me you had a little sister'. I smiled softly at her.
"Then my uncle died, my father's little brother, of meningitis… it changed everything. My father went into a depression. One thing I've never seen my father do was drink. But he completely changed. Wouldn't go to work, stayed out all night. My mother didn't say anything at first, I think she just thought it would pass eventually… but it only got worse.
"One night… he came home. My mom was on the couch feeding Riley and I was watching Transformers. I was five… I remember it like it was yesterday." Cassie grabbed my hands that were wrapped around her and held them tightly.
"He came in, grabbed Riley and all but threw her in her crib. She cried the entire time he was beating my mother. I yelled and screamed for him to stop. I didn't really know what was happening. My mother, she told me to go make sure Riley was ok. Over and over, that's what she kept telling me. 'Stay with Riley, Paul. It'll be OK. Mommy'll be fine, just stay with Riley.'... She was crying too.
"Eventually though… he stopped. I don't know why, but he did. My mother was on the floor, sobbing silently… bleeding from everywhere. He calmly stepped over her and walked to the cradle. I was holding Riley, she had just begun to stop crying. Without looking at me, my old man, he leaned down and kissed Riley on the forehead.
"He was so gentle with her, so caring. Then he walked out the door. And we never saw him again. My mother still hasn't recovered from that night. And ever since then I don't know, I just get angry for the littlest reasons. I can never control myself..."
I felt like crying. As it was, my eyes were watering. They way Paul told his story, it was like he was in a trance, replaying the night in his head over and over again, his voice soft and laced with pain. When he was done, we were both silent for a few minutes, just listening to the ocean crash against the rocks. Then, I realized something,
"You're still angry, about that night, aren't you?" I said, turning around slightly so I could look at him. He looked me in the eye, his eyebrows coming together in uncertainty.
It all made sense now.
"'You are. I can see it in your eyes even now. You're angry and you don't know how to let it out. You feel…responsible for that night." I don't know how I knew, but I did. I just saw the look in his eyes, and I just knew. Paul was looking at me; the expression on his face was conflicted, he closed his eyes and dropped his chin onto my head.
"It's like you see right through me." He whispered his voice full of pain building up for thirteen years. "The rest of the pack knows me only because they get to roam my mind all the time but you? You know things about me that even I don't know." He was quiet for a few more moments,
"I do blame myself… I could've done something, anything but instead I just sat there. I sat there and watched." Again he spoke like he was in a daze, as if he were trapped in the past.
I detested the way he sounded. Bitter, but lost. As if he was five years old again. "You did do something. You protected your baby sister." I told him, wrapping my hands around him as best as I could. The man was all muscle.
I held him. It was my time to comfort him for a change. I know he didn't need it; he probably didn't even want it. But this was something I needed. He was in so much pain. Pain that he'd tried to keep hidden for years. And now that I thought about it, when he got mad, it was usually because he was protecting someone. One of the members of his pack, his family, his tribe, me.
"All your life, you've been trying to make up for it, for not protecting your mother. Other people, though, they don't understand." I said against his chest, without really realizing that I had said it out loud until it was too late. Paul stiffened for a few seconds, and then he grabbed my shoulders soothingly and looked at me.
He didn't say anything, he just kept looking at me wonderingly and I couldn't help but flush once again under his gaze. I wanted to look away, to get away from his gaze but I couldn't.
More of the whole imprinting thing.
I bit my lip, of one my nervous habits and I saw Paul's gaze drop. I reached up, grabbed a handful of his hair and brought his lips down on mine. Kissing Paul was something akin to placing your lips on the sun.
Poetic huh?
Whenever I kissed Paul it was one of the incredible things, that'd ever happened to me. He was always so gentle, so meticulous not to hurt me, but at the same time, he held me tightly, like if he ever let go of me, I would be lost to him. He was so passionate and strong, the feeling of his body against mine…it was beyond description.
Paul's lips mastered mine, one of his hands tangling in my hair and the other wrapping around my waist. He fell back, taking me with him and I straddled his waist hardly able to think of anything other than being with him forever.
Soon though, Paul rolled over, trapping me underneath himself and his kisses traveled down my throat. I couldn't contain the strangled moan that escaped my lips, the feeling was too intense. The only thing that existed was Paul, me and this feeling between us.
The sound I made only seemed to fuel him. He brought his lips back to mine and kissed me again. My body responded in a way that I didn't even know it could. I wanted more of him, all of him.
I whimpered his name, not knowing how to tell him. Paul nuzzled my neck,
"Yes sweetheart?" His voice was husky and low, rocking me to my very core. I arched up, needing to be closer to him. I told him,
"I… I need you." While at the same time I grabbed his hands placing them on my hips, on the edge of my shirt. Paul's hands tightened on my waist and he groaned. I could feel his breath on my neck driving me even further insane.
"I need you Paul." I told him again, writhing desperately underneath him. I couldn't take this any longer, this heat inside of me. I let my hands trace his powerful abdomen. I still couldn't believe the muscle on this man.
Paul groaned again, abruptly gripping me tighter in his hands. Then, he froze. I wiggled around, calling his name again.
"Cassie…sweetheart. I can't…we can't. Not here or now." Paul told me, loosening his hands a little. I didn't want to hear that, I didn't want to hear reason. I took him off guard, and rolled us over and straddled him again, looking down at him.
"Don't look at me like that." He said, his hands going from my hips to my face. Or at least he tried. I caught his hands and put them back on my hips leaving my hands on top of his.
I was still catching my breath and Paul sat up with me in his lap, I took my hands from over his and reached up and locked my hands around his neck. I looked around, aware of our surroundings for the first time. We were still on the beach. There were people around us, no one close though and no one was looking around us. I just made out with my soul mate on a beach in the middle of the day.
I didn't know whether to feel dirty or to kiss Paul again.
I just looked at Paul, not knowing what to say. Fortunately for me though, I didn't have to say anything.
"I think we need to talk…"
Great timing Jacob Black.
So… how was this chapter? Does it seem to be moving too fast? How'd you like my background of Paul? Remember, there's a poll on my page. I won't close it until I'm done with this fic so there's still time. Like I said, I should have the next chapter up within the next week or so but the one after that... I'm not so sure. More news on that later. Thanks guys and until next time,
XOXO,
Cass :D
