AN: thanks for the reviews as usual they inspire me to work even better. A big thank you and a hug, to my dear friend astridt244, this chapter was revised by her and the shower scene definitely improved with her suggestions and additions, she's really an amazing author so if you haven't yet, then take a look at her fics.

Chapter 7

Paul had left soon after she agreed to go and live with him, he needed to go back to his flat, pack his meager possession and start thinking about why the fuck was he leaving with her.

Obviously his mind must have taken a vacation, his wolf had overruled all his complaints and decided singlehandedly to keep Swan. What the animal found appealing was a mystery, she wasn't particularly curvy or sexually daring, she generally never stood up for herself and she was too self-righteous.

On the other hand, Paul respected her for leaving the leech; he thought she was brave to leave everyone behind knowing that going back would hurt them more in the long run. She had saved the pack from being slaughtered, because they would have fought for her and they probably would have died against the Volturi.

Overall he felt very conflicting emotions towards her; the road trip would make him more aware of what was going on between them. Paul had noticed as well that she was very reluctant to let him in, and it had surprised him, she was really growing up and strong if she thought she could get through this alone.

When she finally arrived, he helped taking into the flat her luggage and they put all her belongings in his smaller bedroom. Undoubtedly she would be sharing his bed, but there were still unsaid things about their living arrangements and he wanted to show her that he wasn't assuming something they had not discussed yet.

"So Swan I was thinking about something…" Paul finally started speaking when they were sitting on the couch. She looked at him intently. "You need to change your name; Cullen could pick that out of blondie's brain soon."

Bella bit her lip and nodded. "I know someone who could change my name and give me a new identity; I just have to pick a name."

Paul thought it over; it had to be something that Cullen could never imagine, a name that would not catch his interest at all. "Marie Call Lahote." He said. "I picked Call because it's Embry's surname and we both know that Edward will never suspect it. Black was a bit too obvious…"

"Why Lahote? Why would I need two surnames?" She asked.

Paul was known to be the strategist of the pack, he was a hot-headed man, but as a wolf he was made for planning. His mind was working at a quick pace. "I think we should pretend to be newlyweds; we would attract less attention that way. Lahote is my surname by the way. If Cullen will be hunting you down, he will be looking only for you." Then he stood up and went into his bedroom, from the first drawer of his dresser he took out a little pouch. When he was out again he met her eyes and slowly he took out of the bag two wedding rings. One he put it on and the other he gave it to her. "It was my mother's, you should keep it until we part ways."

He noticed that her eyes were flickering with emotions that he couldn't detect. "Swan, what's that face?"

She shook her head, taking from his hand the ring. "Nothing… it just feels weird to wear again a ring signifying something I don't believe in."

Paul shrugged his shoulders. "I believe in marriage, you just need to get married to the right person. I don't envy my imprinted brothers, that shit is just fake love to me. I want to be with a woman for the right reasons, because I choose to…"

Bella smiled at him. "This is the most serious speech I heard you saying since I've known you."

"Well I don't dwell on deep thoughts usually, but I do have them. I don't like to share them with people, and the women I fuck don't really bother. They're with me for my body; we both know how lacking my personality is."

"I don't believe you're lacking in anything Paul. You tell people the truth, being it good or bad. Honesty is a good thing, besides I like that you always call me on my stupid behavior. I've always appreciated that, even when we weren't really… friends." Bella replied.

Paul passed an arm around her shoulders and smirked. "We aren't friends Swan, fuck-buddies maybe."

She laughed and then stood up. "Whatever Paul, I'm going for a shower… but may I ask you why you picked Marie as a name for me?"

"It's your second name; you should keep something of your previous life. You had given up so much of yours that you should at least keep a little reminder of who you were." Paul answered her.

"You're right, you're being very helpful… thanks I might not say it a lot but you're really helping me…" she cleared her throat and then went on, "I'll call this Jenkins tomorrow and arrange for my new identity. And Paul… I can pay for the trip, Rosalie was very generous and she gave more than I could spend in ten lives… it's not charity…" She told him seriously. "And before you say anything… it's either this way or I'm going alone."

Paul growled and glared at her. "I would like to see you leaving without me."

She looked at him challengingly. "I could change my name and leave while you're at work or at school… don't provoke me too much Paul." And with that she left him in the living room.

Paul brooded for a while, unsure of whether being pissed or pleased that she had stood up to him. Finally when he heard the sound of the shower, he decided that he didn't need to know right now. Slowly he walked until the bathroom and when he heard that she was inside the shower he got into the bathroom.

The room was starting to fog, and he quickly took off his t-shirt and his jeans and got into the shower with Bella. She must have heard him coming in, but she didn't turn to face him. Paul growled and then he leaned very close to her back, unsure of what to do, did he really want to take her in the shower?

He had already accepted that he was going to fuck her senseless again, but did he want to have her anywhere? Would there be a place or a position that would not remind him of a time with her?

The wolf growled impatiently and Paul let go once again the little slip of power he was holding over his animal. He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her into him.

Bella sighed, but didn't move away. His mouth was near her ear and he whispered. "Tell me to let you go, tell me you don't want this." The spray of the shower was muffling everything else that wasn't them, they were in the heated cabin with vapor around them and he liked this isolation.

Just him and Bella.

"I can't." She said and he lowered his mouth to her shoulder blaze, his tongue got out and he liked her skin. She moaned and arched her back to give him easier access to her neck. Paul slowly slid his hands up from the waist to cup her breast and knead her nipples. Bella leaned back completely against him. He continued to kiss her neck and slid his right hand down until it reached her folds, he inserted a finger and he felt her wetness. Groaning he took away his hands and turned her around. He picked her up and she put her hands around his neck, he pulled her closer and slid her down his body until he entered her. She arched her back more and he managed to slid in further, Bella entwined her legs around his waist and he put his hands under her ass. Slowly he pulled her up and then down again on him.

Bella whispered breathlessly. "Faster."

He smirked and kept a slow pace, she was trying to hurry him up, but he liked having the upper hand with her so he moved at a leisure pace just to spite her. She glared at him for a moment and then unexpectedly bit down his neck.

Paul and the wolf growled simultaneously, the human was shocked, the animal was quite pissed. There was something exciting about this little woman biting him and he was more aroused that he expected by her action. He wasn't going to bite her back, because for him it wouldn't be foreplay but something with a deeper meaning, but he could show her some of the roughness she apparently craver for. He put his hand on the tile wall for leverage, pressed her back against it, and then thrust his hips into her hard, he was going to show her who was in control, and every time she moaned or gasped he would move faster and harder until she closed her eyes and began to clamp down on him. He pushed a few more times and came too.

Bella looked into his eyes and smirked back, she knew she had won this round; he had done what she had wanted. Paul glared at her but then shook his head; Bella Swan was going to be the death of him. Unhurriedly then they washed together before getting out and ready for dinner.

The evening was spent quietly, he was studying for his finals and Bella was reading a book with her feet curled under her on the couch. Paul sometimes would look up to her and marvel at the easiness of being with her. She wasn't the classic woman always nagging him or trying to gather his attention, Bella was lost in the imaginary word of her book and nothing could bother her.

He sighed and she looked up, their eyes met and as usual there was something smouldering between them, a current of electricity that sometimes gave him the goose bumps.

When they were in La Push he had avoided her at all costs, and because of that he had never realized how attracted he was to her, besides Jacob had always kept her away from everyone. Bella's slap the first time they had met had really awakened his wolf, but now Paul was wondering if Jacob hadn't jumped in front of Bella what would have happened.

Would he have attacked her? Now he doubted it, the only certain thing was that he hadn't imprinted on her. He had lived his life until now without her in it, he had fucked countless women, but he had known that something was missing.

Bella cleared her throat and he realized that he had been staring too long. "Is everything okay dear husband?" She joked while showing off her newly acquired wedding ring.

Paul's heart jumped abnormally, her words were striking a chord in him that he didn't really want to acknowledge yet. "Nope, just thinking about my exams."

She smiled at him and went back to her book, while he stared at her some more. He had always thought that his inability to settle in La Push like the other wolves had been because when he lost his father he didn't have any ties anymore to the Res, but could it have been that his wolf had been missing something? And why did he choose to live in this place, they were so close to each other, could it be that his wolf had unconsciously moved closer to her?

There were so many questions he didn't have an answer to, and right not he didn't even want to think about them. However, his wolf since they had met had been quieter and more balanced and Paul wasn't bursting out of skin every time someone pissed him off.

He sighed again, knowing that he had to phase and talk to Sam and sooner rather than later. He was scared and worried, because if he had a deeper connection to her then he needed to revise his plan of action, if they were meant to be together he was going to play for keep, but first he needed to be sure.