Chapter 09. A wish for something more.

Paige pulled her lips away from Cole's when a small glass vase shattered on the floor behind her. Looking over her shoulder, she pushed herself onto tiptoes, careful not to step in the pieces of glass that were scattered across the floor. She steadied herself by gripping onto the front of Cole's half-unfastened button down shirt. He gave a low chuckle and ran his hands down to her waist, his fingers toying with the fabric of her top.

''Leave that. I'll clean it up later.'' He told her in a low voice which sounded raspy due to the lack of breath it had faced during the past couple of minutes. They'd been so wrapped up in their making out that they didn't even notice the mess they'd left.

Her shoes in the livingroom, his belt in the doorway on the floor and now a vase knocked over in the bedroom.

Paige glanced down at her bare feet and Cole followed her gaze, then smiled slightly to himself and didn't think twice about scooping her up in his arms, earning a wide smile from her.

''You haven't changed have you?'' She asked and laughed slightly when he placed her on the large bed before climbing onto it on hands and knees and leaning over her.

''Why?'' His strong fingers started to push her top up past her belly and she gave a small shiver when they brushed against her bare skin.

''Hmm. Still impatient.'' She sat up slightly and took her top off a smile kicking up the corners of her mouth under his appreciative look.

''Never will be with you. God, Paige. You look amazing I thought you said you didn't have time for yourself.'' He kicked off his leather shoes and repositioned himself above her with a grin that had refused to leave his face since they'd started making out.

''Simon and I go to the gym twice a week, it doesn't really matter right now. How about a little more kissing?'' She finished unbuttoning his shirt and slipped it off his toned shoulders, revealing his muscular upper body. Over the years he hadn't really gained more scars than he'd already possesed, except for a small one just underneath his collarbone. It amazed her how well she remembered his body even if they'd only slept together once and that had happened eight years ago.

Cole lowered his lips and kissed her silencing the question she wanted to ask and forcing it out of her mind when his hands found the zipper on the side of her skirt and pulled it down slowly simultaneously deeping the kiss that she was returning. The familiar feeling of a pooling, tingling liquid in her belly that she got when she kissed him grew stronger and she already knew that she would most definitely not regret what was about to happen.

His fingertips ran down her bare upper arm slowly, leaving a tingling trail behind and not even giving it time to leave before her ran his fingertips back up her arm. Cole continued to perform this movement for several minutes as Paige lay in his arms, eyes closed and her head resting atop of his chest.

The steady beat of his heart, which had slowed down after their actions, relaxed her and she'd come to a point where she was so relaxed that she was beginning to fall asleep. Until a slight rumble in his chest and the masculinity of his deep voice caused her to open her eyes.

''You okay? You're awfully quiet for.. well you.''

''I'm great. Really great and you were.. I'm just comfortable. Warm...''

''Satisfied?'' Cole offered and Paige let out a small chuckle before sighing and nestling herself further into the crook of his warm arms.

''That too.''

''I'd say. I hope these walls are isolated. I wouldn't be surprised if..ow. Hey.'' Cole pulled a face and rubbed the spot on his chest where she'd hit him.

''Oh come on, be a man. Stop making fun of me.''

''Or what?''

''Or I'll stop having fun with you.'' She lowered her eyebrows and shot him a semi-serious look after which she placed her head back on his shoulder and brushed her thumb across the unknown scar under his collarbone. Cole shifted underneath her touch and turned his head in an attempt to see what she was doing.

''Where did you get this one?'' She brushed her thumb over the scar again and looked up at him staring into his blue eyes. They'd gone from playful to serious despite the hint of a smile that played around his lips.

''Demon, got nicked by an athame. No big deal.'' His hand carressed the small of her back and kept her close enjoying their close proximity. It had been a very long time since he'd been in bed with a woman like this and even if he wouldn't admit it, it was one of the few things that truly made him feel happy. Content. After all, all he every really wanted was to feel like he was needed. And wanted. And loved.

''Cole?''

''Hmm. What?'' Licking his lips he turned his gaze back to her to see her smiling.

''I don't really feel like going to a restaurant now.'' He chuckled and brushed a strand of hair from her face.

''I can order a pizza?'' He offered and she nodded her head yes.

''I guess we'll just have to work those calories off later.'' She smiled and watched him grab his phone to order a pizza. Even if he didn't asnwer Paige could tell by the smile that played on her lips that he most definitely agreed.

Paige sighed contently when she crawled back into the large hotelbed and snuggled into Cole. She fit perfectly into the crook of his warm arms and laid her head on his bare chest. He smelled of a mix of pepperoni pizza and Cole, it reminded her of their past. Only once they'd lain together like this in bed, but he'd smelled exactly the same and she loved it.

''Good pizza.'' He said and she heard his voice rumble in his chest. Cole ran his hand down her arm and smiled when he felt her soft hair tickle his chest.

''Guess we're gonna have to work those calories off tomorrow, hm? Too full now.''

''We'll work extra hard in the morning.'' She agreed and closed her eyes. Just when her cellphone started ringing on top of the bedside cabinet. Paige's eyes fluttered open again and she moved in Cole's arms, shifting onto her right side and reaching over to pick up the phone. Cole let go of her reluctantly and watched her flip open her phone before bringing it to her ear. He could faintly hear the voice of a man who started rambling before she had the chance to greet him.

''Did you have sex yet?''

The demon snorted quietly and grinned when the woman next to him shot him a glance. He guessed it was that gay friend of hers. What was his name? Nick? Tim? Cole shrugged slightly and copied her position.

He took her by her waist gently and tucked her bum between the angle that had formed between his hips and thighs. He was sure she let out a breath when she responded to her friend's question.

''Simon, I told you not to phone.'' She was trying to keep her voice low, not wanting to get Cole involved in the conversation. A conversation which involved very private questions from Simon.

''So call me stubborn. You had sex didn't you? Was it as amazing as last time he did you?''

Cole's warm hand wandered up her back, then moved to her waist and from there it went up, getting dangerously close to her breasts. Paige sucked in another breath and flipped her phone shut, not bothering to answer Simon any longer.

''Cole.'' She scoffed and turned in his arms. Her leg got caught between his and he ran his fingers to her lower back. They found solace there and stroked her skin gently.

''What?'' An innocent smile, one that sported two rows of white teeth.

''Not when I'm on the phone. Especially when I'm on the phone to Simon. He makes fun of me.'' Slipping her phone underneath her pillow, she allowed Cole to pull her closer and bury his face in the crook of her neck. He breathed in her scent and closed his eyes, mumbling something against her skin. All Paige could feel were the vibrations of his deep voice which tickled her and she smiled, running her fingers through his dark hair.

''What?''

''I'll make sure he won't. You're too beautiful to make fun of.'' A soft laugh escaped her lips and she ran her fingers down his cheek, some stubble already starting to form, casting a shadow on his handsome face.

''Don't suck up. You know I hate that.''

''Just being nice. And it's the truth.'' He grinned when she shot him a look telling him not to push it.

''I'm kidding. I'll stop.''

Henry Mitchell sighed when he got Paige's voicemail message for the third time in a row. He'd been trying to reach her all night, but every time her answering machine picked up. And her cellphone was turned off as well. This was so unlike Paige, usually she didn't turn her phone off not even when she was working in case something happened to the kids. Maybe she just didn't want to talk to him, but that was hard for him to imagine as well. It had been a year since their divorce and Paige wasn't the type who held grudges for a long time. She was too much of a good person for that.

''Baby are you okay?'' He looked up to find Natasha, his girlfriend, standing in the doorway of his bedroom. Her blonde hair was still wet from the shower she'd taken minutes earlier and his large blue towel was wrapped around her tanned body.

''Yeah. Just trying to reach Paige. She won't answer her phone. Maybe I should try Simon, he might know where she is.''

''Or maybe you should just try again tomorrow. Her battery could be dead.'' She crossed the room, smiling, and sat on the bed next to him, the mattress shaping into another position under her weight.

''You were the one who suggested we'd take the kids to the Zoo tomorrow, right? Then I have to talk to Paige tonight.'' Henry flipped his phone shut and open again. A habit when he was starting to get worked up. Not only had it been a long day at work, but his car had broken down on the way home and to top it all off Natasha had told him she wouldn't be home tonight. Some friend's party she had to attend.

''Well try that gay friend then. She's always with him. I'm beginning to wonder if he really is gay.''

''He is, Natasha. Paige wouldn't lie to me about something like that.''

''You've lied to her about that.'' Though her voice carried an edge of hesitation Henry whipped his head around to look at her, his eyes flashing angry.

''Don't start with that, okay? It was a one time mistake. If Paige hadn't refused to forgive or been so upset we would've still been together. It was a mistake.''

''Oh great so now you want to be with her in stead of me. I thought you loved me, Henry, but you won't even get rid of the wedding picture in your bedside cabinet.'' Natasha jumped to her feet and walked towards the door with angry strides.

''I do love you, Natasha. For God's sake!''

''Great way of showing it!'' She disappeared back into the bathroom and pulled the door shut loudly behind her. The bang echoed throughout the entire house and Henry lifted his hand with the cellphone in it, ready to throw it against the wall. He changed his mind at the last second and let out a frustrated huff in stead before flipping his phone open and dialing Simon's number. Now he really needed to speak to Paige.

To be continued...