George and Emily went to the beach for the day, and George was so relieved she wasn't upset with him anymore. He kissed her cheek and forehead as they sat on a towel together. She smiled and she scooted over to him. He kissed her mouth lovingly and she giggled. He kissed her again and again and she laughed at him.

"I love you, Georgie," she said with another laugh. George giggled and scooped her up into his lap.

"I love you too, Emmy!" he said. She made a face at the name and he laughed again, "What; you don't like Emmy?"

Emily shook her head and giggled. George giggled back and she kissed him again before George saw Leslie walk by looking some what upset. Emily watched her sister walk along, and she glanced at George.

"Do you mind, George?" she asked softly. He shook his head and Emily kissed him gently before getting up and walking toward Leslie, who was now sitting on the sand with her feet in the water.

"Hi, Les," Emily said sitting down next to her, "Are you OK?"

Leslie stared out at the water and shook her head. Emily nodded and bit her lip.

"What happened?" she asked quietly.

"You don't really want to know." Leslie said in a flat tone.

"sure I do, Les," Emily responded pleadingly, "I wanna help you, I'm your sister."

Leslie sighed, "Yes, you are my sister, but within the last three years, you've become more like my mum." she said looking at her feet.

"Les, I was just trying to keep you safe and out of trouble," Emily said, "You were thirteen when we moved away from mum, and I didn't want anything to happen to you."

"But I'm sixteen now, and I still have to ask permission to go places by myself." Leslie countered quickly. Emily sighed and looked at her sister.

"I know I'm protective, Les, but I just want to make sure you're OK," Emily said, "After Dad died, I knew what mum was doing to you, and I couldn't leave you there. I know how I've acted towards you, but you haven't had a mother for nearly three years, and I was the only thing that was some where close to that."

"I know," Leslie said, "But now you're with George and I'm sure he doesn't ant to sit all by himself while you're over her babying me."

Emily sighed again and looked back at George, who was waiting for her to come back, "Les, I just want to know what's going on with you. You're upset about something and I want to help you."

"If you want to help me, you wouldn't have said those things last night when I talked to you about Paul." Leslie said harshly. Emily closed her eyes and knew where she'd messed up.

"Les, I know you like Paul, but he's so much older than you are-"

"Emily!" Leslie cut her off, "That's not it! What I'm upset about isn't that Paul doesn't like me. It's actually because he does like me and I don't know what to do with it."

Then it suddenly clicked in her head, Paul has been acting strange because he liked Leslie and he didn't know what to do either. Emily let out a breath of realization and Leslie looked over at her.

"He kissed me last night," Leslie said as she swallowed hard. Emily, for some reason, was happy about this and smiled widely.

"Really?" she asked girlishly. Leslie giggled and nodded.

"Yeah, but I stopped him when he did it again." she said quietly, "I just don't know if I know what I'm getting into with him."

"You don't," Emily said shaking her head, "But no one ever does when they get into a relationship." Leslie nodded and looked out at the water again.

"But you and George make it look so easy." she muttered.

Emily laughed, "That's because we love each other, Les." she said, "trust me it's not as easy as you think it is."

Leslie chuckled and thought about Paul, and how sweet he is, "I think maybe I love Paul, but I've never loved anybody before." she said shyly.

Emily giggled, "You'll know if you love him, Leslie, just try to be careful?" she said still a bit worried about Leslie and Paul.

Leslie nodded and Emily hugged her sister before going back to George. Leslie got up and ran back to the hotel to find Paul. She knew she needed to talk to him. She made her way up to his room and knocked on the door rapidly. There was no answer, so she turned the knob and stepped in. The room was dark, but she could see pretty clearly that nobody was in there. She sighed and ran back down to the lobby where she ran into John and Cynthia.

"Hi, Les," Julian said with a wave. Leslie smiled and waved back.

"Um, have you guys seen Paul anywhere?" she asked nervously. John grinned at her and nodded, "Can you tell me where he is?"

Cynthia rolled her eyes at John and smacked his arm, "Sorry Les," she said shaking her head at John, "We saw Paul in the hotel's dining room."

Leslie smiled and nodded before going int hat direction quickly. She entered through the big doors and bumped right into Paul.

"Les!" he said surprised by her sudden appearance.

"Paul!" she said smiling. He smiled back and she grabbed his hand and pulled him someplace where they could talk, "I need to tell you something."

He nodded and sat down on a bench that they came across when they went outside, "What is it, love?" he asked as she sat down next to him.

"Well I as talking to Emily on the beach earlier and she...I just wanted to tell you that I...I think that..." she wasn't sure how to tell him how she felt, so she just scooted into him and kissed him. He was a bit surprised at first, but her kissed her back and put his arms around her.

When they pulled apart, Paul grinned; "Me too." he said simply before kissing her again.