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Chapter Nine

Lorelai P.O.V

Something overly hot was surrounding me, a firm arm keeping me pinned up against what felt like a fire. Sleepily I pushed at the heat, burying my head in the crook of something hard but couldn't manage to get back to a deep sleep. Groggily I opened my eyes, blinking to clear my vision. I found myself staring at Paul's sleeping face, my head buried in the crook of his neck.

I found the heater.

Letting out a small whine I tried to push Paul away without success; he was too heavy. So I tried to move away from him but he simply tightened his grip around my waist. I glared at his sleeping form, wishing desperately for an air conditioner or for him to fall of the bed. I began shaking him, hoping to wake him up but I watched as he frowned in his sleep and pulled me closer.

Stupid, annoying, sleeping werewolf boyfriend.

"Paul, wake up." I said loudly, not bothering to be quiet. He had disturbed me from my sleep and I planned to get revenge. "Paul, get up or move your arm. It's too hot." I said, pushing him. After repeating this I realised it wouldn't work and I finally thought of something, "Oh my god, there's a vampire coming to eat us!" I shouted.

Paul flew up and ended up rolling off the bed, grunting as he hit the ground. I giggled as he sat up, his hair messed up in tufts and he looked around the room expectantly. When he realised that there was nothing there he playfully glared at me, jumping back on to the bed and tickling before I could stop him. I squealed trying to swat his hands away as he mercilessly tickled me. When he stopped I was panting, staring up at him.

"You wouldn't get up and I was hot." I grumbled, pouting up at him.

He smiled down at me, pinning his hands on either side of my head, leaning down to kiss me. Soon a small, simple kiss turned into a heated make-out session. He was shirtless, his bare skin burning through my thin singlet top as his hands ran freely down my torso. I gasped as one hand made its way under the thin fabric, gently tracing the smooth skin of my stomach. Paul trailed kisses down my neck and back up to my mouth, kissing me heatedly.

Finally he pulled back, both of us breathing heavily. He rolled to one side, propping his head up on hand so he could look down at me. I took his hand in mine, tracing across the lines of his palm as we laid there in silence. He was looking down at me contemplatively, like he was considering something that would change the world.

"Move in with me." He said suddenly.

My eyes flew to his in surprise, "What?"

"I want you to move in with me." He said, smiling widely at his idea, "We've both finished uni and we can't stay here. I love you and I know I'm spending the rest of my life with you so move in with me."

I smiled, sitting up, "We'd better start looking for a place." I said, leaning forward so I could kiss him.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer, "I love you." He murmured against my lips, smiling at me.

I kissed him back, "I need to go back to my room; I need some clothes and a shower."

"You could just wear some of mine and we could stay here all day." He smiled suggestively, keeping me pinned up against him.

I caved as he pouted at me, "Fine but we've got to start looking tomorrow." I said firmly heading towards the bathroom.

I sighed as the hot water hit me, relaxing my tense muscles. Having your boyfriend sleep on you was not comfortable or practical for the muscles. Sighing I turned off the water and wrapped a towel around me and after making sure I was dry I peeked my head out to see if Paul had left any clothes.

"Er, Paul?" I called, receiving a grunt in response, "Can I have some clothes?" I asked, waiting for some type of response.

After a moment of hearing nothing but shuffling and a few draws shutting Paul appeared carrying a bundle of clothes in one hand and trying to look anywhere but where I was.

"They might be a bit big." Paul stammered, handing me the clothes and practically bolting from the door.

I stared after him in shock; was he that shocked knowing that I was practically naked? I smiled to myself as I got dressed, blinking as the pants continually fell down my hips. I grabbed the two cords and pulled as far as they would go before securing them in a tight bow. The shirt he had given me to wear fell to my knees and the long sleeves went way past my hands.

Giggling I left the bathroom being carefully not to trip over the long hem of the pants. I found Paul pacing up and down the small length of his room muttering things to himself, occasionally waving his hands exasperatedly in the air.

"Paul, you okay?" I asked amused.

He turned, surprised and stared at me. I shifted, blushing as he continued to blatantly stare at me in shock, blinking occasionally, "Earth to Paul, do you read me?" I joked, waving a hand in front of his face.

"You're in my clothes." He stated stupidly, his eyes still glued to my body.

"Yes Paul," I said, as though I were talking to a child, "I'm dressed in your clothes because you wouldn't let me go back to my apartment to get some of mine."

He continued to stare at me, obviously not embarrassed to stare, "I like you in my clothes." He announced, moving his eyes up to my face with a grin.

I rolled my eyes, "Thank you for the approval." I said sarcastically, going into his kitchen to make a cup of tea.

I felt his arms go around me, his chest pressed up against my back, "I really like you in my clothes." He whispered, placing a soft kiss on my neck.

I shivered, tilting my head back to give him better access. "You're such a tease." I murmured, turning around to kiss him while the kettle heated.

He smiled against my lips, "Am not. You're the tease." He said in between kisses.

"Am not." I countered.

"Are too."

"Meanie." I pouted.

While I made some tea Paul stood against the sink casually, watching as I moved around the kitchen, "So when are we going to look for a place?" He asked casually.

"We could have gone today." I said, throwing him a playful grin, "But someone didn't want to leave the apartment."

"I don't see you complaining." He shot back, poking his tongue out at me.

"We could always go tomorrow after you finish work." I suggested, holding the mug between my hands and taking a sip.

He nodded, "Sounds good to me. You know, we could start looking now." He said, nodding his head over computer.

As I propped some pillows up on his bed so we could lean back Paul brought the laptop over, plugging it into the wall before crawling on to the bed next to me. We browsed through countless websites, arguing about where they were and how far away they were. We needed to find somewhere that would be close by for Paul despite his protests that he can catch a train or buy a car. I still had to wait for my results before I could start applying for teaching positions so there was no point in worrying about me.

"What about there?" I suggested, opening the page for the two bedroom apartment.

Paul eyed it critically; if anything he was fussier than I was, "It's near the hospital." He grudgingly said.

It would be big enough for the two of us and rent would be easy to take care of. It was close to public transport, which I would probably need. I eyed the photos critically; the place needed a clean but other than that it seemed in good condition. The kitchen was a bit bigger than the one in Paul's room and the bathroom was good size for the two of us. The unit was fully furnished and I assumed that was already added on to the cost of things.

"What do you think?" I asked after we had looked through the photos repeatedly.

"Its okay. Do you really want to be living in an apartment?" He asked me skeptically.

"What else are we supposed to live in? We haven't had money saved up for a house." I said with a shrug.

Paul frowned, "I do have money saved up. I didn't have to pay for much while I was here, apart from food. I worked every chance I got and it was good pay. We can always rent out a house instead of an apartment."

"We'll have a look." I said, kissing him.

In the end we had organised to look at three places after Paul had finished work. One of those included the apartment while Paul insisted we look at two houses that weren't too far away from his work and were closer to local schools. I didn't argue with him, knowing that the houses looked a lot nicer than the apartment had and all were fully furnished. We had agreed that we would look at places that were already furnished so we didn't have to worry about spending our money on our own furniture.

Paul continued to look through places on the internet, determined to make sure we hadn't missed anything that would suit us. While he did that I snuggled closer to him, my head resting on his chest so I could listen to the strong beat of his heart and fell asleep within moments.

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