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As soon as we were out of sight, Paul pushed me up against the wall and whispered passionately into my ear, "now I have you where I want you." He started planting little; light kisses up and down my neck. They got closer and closer to my mouth as time passed. I let out a groan of pleasure. Paul sure knows how to make a girl feel good. Suddenly, the song 'Passionate Kisses' by Mary Chapin Carpenter came into my head. It was totally random, but I thought of it as a sign. Paul had reached my mouth at that point and had almost made it under my shirt when I pushed him away. I heard him groan
"Damn it Suze! What was that for?" he said in a pained voice.
"We have to look for the ghost," I hissed, trying to stay protected, but I knew that the minute he started kissing me, all of my defenses fell.
"Suze, who the heck cares… it's probably some trick of the house… now come on… I saw a bedroom down the hall. It has a nice big bed where we could-" I cut him off.
"No Paul. Not now."
"Suze, things like this don't last forever," Paul said. I couldn't tell what he was referring to, our passion or, yeah.
"Well too bad." Yes I know a stellar comeback… but I wanted to stay like that just as much as he did.
"Fine, whatever. I just have to ask one question," he said.
"Sure whatever, let's get walking though."
"Is it the Paul?" We both burst out laughing. It was a reference to the first Charlie's Angels movie with Drew Barrymore, which we had seen together at one of our "shifting" lessons. Yeah that's what we're going to call them, 'shifting' lessons.
"The Paul is great!" I said back in reference to Drew Barrymore's lines. "Now let's go… or I might have to threaten you."
"Yeah, with what?" Paul said stepping closer. My breath quickened. We couldn't do this again. We needed to find the ghost. I was swept up into him. I hadn't felt like this since… well yeah… the bi. I did not just say that! God… wow… I must have some major issues with this guy. Well I mean of course I do. I mean come on… how creepy is it to think of Jesse liking Brad as much as me. I shudder at the thought. Oh my gosh… what if that's why he came around so much… because he liked the way Dopey looked in his wrestling uniform. Ew… Jesse and Brad… such a bad image!
"Paul, I'm warning you if you take another step closer-" he cut me off.
"You'll do what? You've already taken my heart and broken it once. I've felt hurt before… I can handle it Suze. You wouldn't kiss back like that… like you just did… if you didn't like me, unless you've changed?" Paul said. It was a question not a statement. He was challenging me to show whether or not I liked him. He knows I can't stand being called a slut… because that's what I called Kelly Prescott all those many years ago, so he's implying that if I kiss him again and I don't like him… that's what I am.
"Paul, don't do this. I think I like you… but we just met a few days ago," I said trying to resist the temptation that was his lips.
"Suze, we have known each other since the freaking eleventh grade! You know me, every sordid little detail that nobody else knows! Come on… just trust me," Paul said pushing his body all the way up against me. I moaned. God… can I not control my body. Paul started kissing me again. God, his lips are soft. They caressed my neck moving to my lips again. He started going up my shirt again. This time I didn't push away. I mean… I'm not a slut… but I really like him. There are things I won't do right away… and by that I mean go all the way. I was not going to have sex with him no matter how much I liked him. I mean this guy tried to kill me once in Shadowland, and here I am now, my defense being killed by his kisses. God, they felt so good. Paul had made it up my shirt right now and was pushing me down the hall towards the bedroom. I took my mouth off of his for a moment.
"Paul," I said. He sighed in distress again. God I must be good!
"Suze," he said in a pained voice. I interrupted him.
"I am NOT going all the way with you tonight… I mean you tried to kill me once," I said.
"God, not that again."
"Paul, I don't want to go all the way with you in a freaking designer show house… okay?"
"Fine, but can we at least get back to what we were doing," Paul said seductively. His eyes held my eyes in place. I needed to break away.
"We need to find this ghost… even if it is a trick of the house," I said forcefully.
"Fine, but I am not letting you get out of this situation when we get out of this house." I was scared by the look in his eyes when he moved away from me.Paul actually looked like he loved me and was serious about keeping me.
