*Paul's POV*

I hadn't spoken to Caitlin since our date last week. Every time I phoned she either was too busy or talk or she wasn't there. I was beginning to think she was avoiding me. I decided the only way to find out was to go and see her myself.

I stood outside the door to her apartment, not sure whether or not to ring the bell. What if she was giving me the brush off? I would look like a fool.

That's a risk you have to take, a voice in my head told me as I knocked.

"Hi," she said uncertainly when she answered. "What are you doing here?"

"I think we need to talk." I told her, flashing a smile. "Can I come in?"

She moved to let me in. I crossed the room and sat on one of the easy chairs and watched her do the same. "So what did you want to talk about?"

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked, not sure if I really wanted to know the answer. "Please tell me if I did."

She sighed loudly and looked at her hands. She played with her ring before answering.

"No Paul, you didn't do anything. I've just...God I don't know. I'm been getting some advice."

"What kind of advice?"

"The 'don't go near Paul he's bad news' kind of advice."

I was floored. I knew she would hear some shit about me, but I never knew she would be warned off.

"And who would be telling you this?" I tried to keep my tone as neutral as possible.

"It doesn't matter who. It just got me worried. I don't want to be another one of your conquests. I've been that before and it's not nice."

"Caitlin." I took her hands in mine. "If sex was all I wanted I would've given up after the incident in the club. I do want to sleep with you, I won't deny that, but that's not all I want."

Caitlin looked up at me, not sure whether or not to believe what I was saying. "How do I know that's true?"

"You can't. You either have to trust me." I kissed her hand. "And I hope you do, or you can walk away."

She cupped my chin in her hand and kissed my lips gently. "Walking away is the last thing I want to do. I'm sorry I've been acting weird this last week."

I kissed her nose lightly. "It's okay, just talk to me next time."

*Caitlin's Pov*

I couldn't believe he wasn't freaking out. I thought he would've headed for the hills when I told him.

I leaned forward and kissed him again, sitting my arms on his broad shoulders. He reached over and grabbed my waist, pulling me on top of him.

I could feel his hands tugging my shirt up. Reaching down, I undid his shirt buttons and pulled it off, revealing his tanned muscular chest. I held my arms out, letting my shirt fall lightly to the floor.

Paul lifted me and moved my legs so I was straddling him. I was so turned on by him and what was happening. Every morsel of my being begged me to be close to him. We were both breathing heavily when he pulled back.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He whispered looking deep into my eyes for an answer.

"Yes," I breathed. "This is the only thing in the world I want right now."

He pulled me even closer and ran his hands down my body. He slowly slid his hand up my skirt, sending shivers of excitement through my body. I moaned softly as he pushed my thong to one side and stuck a finger deep in me.

"Make love to me Paul," I whispered into his chest.

Paul didn't reply. He merely pulled my skirt up and ripped my thong off. Then we made love and it was amazing.