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Rekindled

Last Chapter: Well, no way was I going to let Jesse ruin my reunion night. I had waited five freaking years for this.

And just to show Jesse that I didn't mind the way Paul was touching me-even though I did, but Jesse didn't need to know that-I did the first thing I could think of.

I grabbed Paul's face and I laid a big kiss on him.

Jesse looked like he was going to be sick. But Paul didn't seem to have any problem with me kissing him. He didn't even know why. Or he did, and just didn't care.


Chapter 4: Confessions

I really didn't think that me kissing Paul would get us thrown out of the restaurant. In a way, it didn't, though. It was Paul slinging himself backwards into a table of happy diners that got us thrown out of the restaurant. At least, that is what everybody else saw. Not me though, I knew that Jesse threw Paul into the table of happy diners.

So, to say that Jesse was angry when I kissed Paul would be a complete understatement.

Now we were at the reunion. Paul was in the bathroom cleaning the happy diner's food off of himself and I was standing at the punch table, by myself. I was just standing there like an idiot. I was on my sixth or seventh glass of punch, I couldn't really remember which. I looked around the gym to see anybody that I knew. There, suddenly, I saw CeeCee and Adam. I sort of stumbled over to them.

"Suze!" CeeCee yelled, hugging me. "How are you? You look so pretty! What have you been doing since graduation?"

"I work in New York as a psychiatrist. Whats abouts ya'll?"

"Me and CeeCee," Adam said puffing out his chest proudly, "are expecting our first child in December."

"Oh my God! Are you seeeeerious! Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Paul came up behind me at that moment. "Suze, your brother is like spazzing out. He's looking for you."

"Okey-dokey-Smokey. I'll gonna go find him."

"Suze," CeeCee asked, "are you alright? You seem… um… strange."

"I'm fine." At that moment, Brad ran up to me.

"Suze, Kelly's in labor. I have to take her to the hospital. Can you tell Mom?"

"Um… yes?" I said trying to steady myself. "I can go home right now and tell her."

"Thank you. Thank you so much Suze," he said running off to get Kelly.

I looked around at Paul. "We need to go now. I have to go tell my mom…woops, I almost fell there… that Kelly is pregnant. Er… wait no… that she isn't pregnant… er that she's about to not be pregnant. Or something likes that."

"Suze, are you sure your okay?" CeeCee asked me.

"Positively, absolutely certain."

"You are acting like your drunk or something."

"No, the only thing I've had to drink tonight is a five or eight glasses of punch."

"Suze," Paul groaned, "never drink the punch. The punch is always spiked."

"Woopsy, my bad…" I said, but I started to fall.

"Suze we need to get you home," Paul said catching me.

"Okay, sounds good to me," I said. "Bye CeeCee. Bye Adam," I called to them as Paul dragged me out of the school.

When we got in the car, Paul got out his cell phone and called my mother.

"Hello, Mrs. Ackerman? This is Paul Slater," he said.

"Oh, hello, Paul. What can I do for you?" My mother asked.

"Well, Brad wanted me to tell you that Kelly is in labor and that they are on their way to the hospital."

"Oh, my God! Andy, Kelly's in labor. We need to go to the hospital."

"And, Mrs. Ackerman? Suze is sort of drunk. Do you want me to take her straight home or to the hospital?"

"Oh, well. Um, does Suze still have her key?"

"Suze," Paul asked me, "Do you have a key to your parents' house?"

"Nooo, I gave that backs when I leaved for New York."

"She says no, she doesn't," Paul told my mom.

"Well, I want to get to the hospital as soon as we can. But with all the houses being broken into lately, I don't want ours to be next."

"Mrs. Ackerman, do you want me to just take Suze to my hotel room and let her stay there until the alcohol wears off?"

"Oh, would you Paul. That would be wonderful."

"No problem Mrs. Ackerman. Now get to the hospital."

Paul made a U-turn, and drove to the Pebble Beach Hotel and Golf Resort. He got out of his car and came around to the passenger side. He opened my door and pulled me out. My arm kind of fell in place around his neck. He helped my all the way up to his room.

"This is soooooo pretty," I said. I went over to one of the couches and sat down.

"I'll go get you some blankets and a pillow," Paul said, walking into the bedroom.

I was waiting for Paul to come back when I started thinking about my dress. I didn't want my dress to get all wrinkled while I was sleeping. It cost a lot of money. So, I just pulled it off over my head. I didn't even think about the fact that I wasn't wearing a bra and the only thing I was wearing was a thong. Don't look at me like that. That's all I could wear with this dress. So I laid my dress over the back of the couch so as not to wrinkle it and waited for Paul to come out with my blankets and pillows.

"Oh, my God Suze. What are you doing?" Paul asked when he came out of his bedroom.

"I didn't want my dress to get all wrinkly so I had to take it off." I said as if it was the most logical thing in the world.

"Suze, you're nearly naked."

"I know, but that dress costed a lot of money.

"Well, here," Paul said handing me the blankets and pillows. "At least cover yourself up."

"Thank you Paul."

"I'm going to bed," Paul said like it hurt him to say so.

Things were quiet for about ten minutes. Until I thought that this thing I had been thinking was going to kill me if I didn't tell him.

"Paul?" I called.

"What?" He answered back.

"I think that… well, its quite possible that… I think I'm falling in love with you."

I heard something fall in Paul's room and him scurrying to get out of bed.

"What!" He asked when he got out into the living room.

"Well, I'm not saying that I am; I'm just saying that it is possible if I'm not careful."

Paul kneeled down by the couch and pushed some hair out of my eyes. "Suze, are you sure that's not the alcohol talking?"

"Yes. I don't know when it happened. Or even how. I think it might have been tonight sometime when I realized it but I just had to tell y…"

But I didn't get to finish, because, right then, Paul kissed me, and I felt it all the way down to my toes.


The next morning, I noticed three things right away. One was that my head hurt so bad I could hardly see straight. Two was that I wasn't wearing any clothes. And three was that Paul was lying next to me also naked.

Now, I didn't understand why any of this was going on, so I did the only thing I could think to do in my situation: I screamed.


Well, what do you think? I know that it has been forever and I am so sorry. But school just got out and I felt like I should celebrate by updating this for ya'll. Review. The more reviews I get, the sooner I'll update.