Again I'd like to thank everyone that is sticking with this story and for all of the reviews. Prom is still a few chapters away, but we are making progress!
Chapter 15
Ben's arm was slung over Angela's shoulder when they walked out of school Friday afternoon. She'd already shrugged it off twice in the hall, despite the fact Ben once again pulled Angela closer to his body as he chatted with Mike to his left. Chancing a glance at Bella Angela saw that her friend's eyes were abnormally wide and filled with panic. Following Bella's panic filled gaze through the parking lot she realized why. Paul stood at the hood of his beat up black truck in all his nearly naked glory. When her eyes locked with his he crossed his arms over his chest and took a step closer to her obviously unhappy with what he was seeing.
"Get his arm off." Bella whispered in a panic, her eyes still on Paul.
As quickly as she could Angela lifted Ben's arm from her shoulder while side stepping toward Bella. Ben's conversation with Mike stopped as he shot her a questioning look. Unwilling to answer Angela grabbed Bella's wrist and jerked her friend forward out of Ben's reach. Power walking across the parking lot toward a visibly angry Paul with Bella was no easy feat, when she came with in reaching distance Paul's hand shot out latching onto her wrist pulling both of them forward. Angela felt Bella stumble behind her but she wouldn't dare look away from Paul. His eyes were swimming with anger and something else she couldn't quite place.
On the verge of opening her mouth Angela heard Ben call her name that was all it took for Paul to have her wrapped in his arms as his devouring hers. The hand that was holding Bella hostage slackened enough for Bella to get away before it shot forward and landed on Paul's hip. As soon as their skin touched she whimpered into his mouth and he seemed to lose it. Before she knew what was happening her legs were around his waist while the metal of the truck grill bit into her back. As soon as her hair was fisted in his hands Paul jerked back then quickly went to work on her neck. Alternating between kissing and nipping at her skin Angela had little control over the noises she was making. It had been so long, too long since he'd had his lips and teeth on her skin. Angela knew they both were making a mistake one that they both agreed wouldn't happen again but she didn't want to stop it. As his teeth sunk into her clavicle she heard Bella say something but it didn't register, she could only pull Paul's head closer to her skin.
Suddenly Paul's head snapped up almost knocking Angela in the jaw, gently he lowered her to the front bumper before taking a step back. Angela's eyes scanned his face and then lower as a blush bloomed, the skin on his chest was flushed and the bulge in his pants prominent as a group of kids stood behind them in the middle of the parking lot gawking.
"Get in the truck," he growled while pointing at the driver's side.
Angela's eyes widened when she realized that Ben was right behind Paul with narrowed eyes taking in the scene.
"Angela." Ben questioned taking a slight step forward.
Paul snarled under his breath as his entire body began to shake.
"Angie what's going on here?"
At the use of a pet name Paul's eyes narrowed seeming to lose focus as his hands balled into tight fists. Without thinking Angela gripped one of Paul's shaking hands and tugged on it, "come with me."
She could tell he was going to refuse, more than likely he was going to turn around to pounce on Ben. Saving her ex from Paul, Angela took a step forward to grip his forearm with her other hand, "take me to the beach Paul, come on."
His eyes seemed to focus on her face and while the shaking continued he let her drag him forward. As they rounded the front of the truck Angela watched as Bella made her way toward Ben who was being held back by Mike his face filled with worry. Angela wanted to tell Ben that she was fine, that everything was ok, but she knew it would set Paul off and Ben wouldn't let it go.
With Paul still in her grip she pulled the door open, threw her backpack across the bench, and slowly hoisted her body onto the seat. When she looked back she realized that Paul was shooting daggers at Ben, so gave his arm a jerk to get his attention.
"Let's go Paul."
~U~
Her demand was the only thing that saved that little fucker. Paul couldn't stop thinking about that scrawny little arm wrapped around his imprints shoulder, the way he held her was the same way Paul held her when he could. He really thought she was still his? Never again, Paul thought while pulling Angela closer to him.
His plan had been simple earlier in the day he'd talked to Jake, he'd run a double on Saturday if Jared would take his shift tonight so he could take her to the beach. Since Embry's accident Leah wasn't being as difficult which meant Seth was back in control, at least for now. So he'd shown up at her school with every intention of taking her back to her house to get her camera assuming that was where it was so he could take her back to the beach. He hadn't seen her since Wednesday night and when he went by her house on Thursday the entire house was dark so he didn't bother waking her up to tell her than he was taking her to the beach after school.
As they drove through Forks toward her house Paul wondered if she was even going to go with him now. Her right hand was resting on his belly relaxed as ever but she hadn't looked at him since he'd peeled out of the school parking lot. Doubt was a bitch and it was consuming his mind, if only that little bastard kept his hands to himself. This was going to be a problem. There was no way the ex wanted to remain that way, Paul knew it the second he heard about her going to prom with the little prick, he was trying to get her back.
No way in hell, he muttered as he pulled into her driveway and slammed the truck in park. As the truck idled he didn't dare get out, he knew if he did she wouldn't come back, at least not tonight. He'd really fucked up by attacking in her in the parking lot, hadn't he just promised her only days before he'd stop doing shit like that? Yes he had, it seemed promises were shit when another male's hands were all over a wolves imprint whether the bond was sealed or not.
"Paul do you want me to-"
"Go inside and get your stuff, I'll be waiting."
Angela huffed beside him which made him realize that bossing her around might not be the best thing to do just then but he couldn't help it, he wasn't going to give her the option to leave.
"I'll be right back; you're still going to be here when I come out right."
His head snapped to the side and he knew he was looking at her like she was nuts, "you're going to come back out of the house right."
"Of course." Angela answered as if the last fifteen minutes didn't happen.
Stunned by her agreement and lack of girl like screeching Paul opened the door and slid out holding out his hand to help her down.
"I might take a couple of minutes, my dad is home and I have to pack my camera bag."
Shit she really was going to come back, "I'll be here."
He hated the doubtful look on her face, at the same time he wondered what she thought he was going to do. More than likely she was worried about the ex and whether or not he was going to rip his head off. While the ideal sounded like a plan Paul knew better, he didn't want to give his imprint anymore reason to be pissed off at him than she already was.
The thirty minutes it took for her to convince her parents that she was working on a school project that included pictures from La Push and packing up her camera nearly killed him. His wolf was fucking antsy, it wasn't used to backing down from a fight even one he knew he could win it sure as hell wasn't used to not burning off all the pissed off energy. So when Angela stepped out of the house wearing painted on brown paints and a red beanie which made her look ten times as sexy Paul couldn't stand it anymore, he had to get away from her or he'd end up adding yet another thing to the things he meant to do differently today.
Jerking the door open he launched himself at her but stopped before he could make contact, "get in the truck and drive to Jake's house," was all he could manage before backing away and retreating into the woods like a fucking loser.
He phased as soon as he was out of sight but the wolf brought him back to the tree line. She was in the truck already but she wasn't moving, the wolf thought about going to her, pulling her out of the truck into the woods with him. As his front paw lifted the backup lights lit up and the truck slowly inched down the driveway. As she turned onto the road her profile came into his sight and the urge to take her took over once again, he couldn't stop his feet as they pulled him from the forest and onto the side of the road. The wolf didn't give a shit that his brother was yelling at him to back the fuck up, his goal was to get the girl and claim her.
Catch her, was the thought that consumed him as he stalked the truck all the way to the reservation. She drove at a decent clip, not nearly fast enough that the wolf couldn't keep up but he found he kind of liked this game. She was his, she wasn't trying to get away; no she was teasing him. The game was one he'd never played before, all the other females he could just have, they'd never walked away from him, challenged him. This was the reason she belonged to him, this challenge unlike others he liked, this challenge made him want her more.
~U~
Angela's skin was covered in goosebumps the entire time she drove to the reservation, a feeling from within told her she was being watched, every time she took in her surroundings her feelings were proven wrong there was no one there, no one was following her. Still as she drove the feeling stayed with her, it was one that she couldn't shake. It made her nervous but it excited her at the same time. When she came upon the road that she knew would take her to Jake's house she turned in the opposite direction. She didn't know the reservation well, but she knew this was the way to the beach. She didn't know when she'd see Paul again, or how he'd know where she was but she couldn't shake the need to go to turn away from Jake's.
~U~
The wolf loped along side of the truck feeling victorious; herding her where he wanted her to go was easier than he'd thought it would be. He was just as good at this game as she was.
You have completely fucking lost it man.
The wolf snarled at his brother but continued on along side of the truck as it made its way down the gravel road that lead to the beach.
~U~
Pulling the truck as close to the trail as she could get it Angela stepped out and draped her camera bag over her chest. Adjusting the beanie on her head she patted her pockets to make sure her cell phone was there in case she needed it, then made her way toward the woods. Barely under the cover of the canopy the hair on the back of her neck stood on end and she stilled to search the woods.
~U~
She felt him, but she couldn't see him. The thick greenery left him completely hidden. As he watched her intently and she continued to stare at the spot he was hidden in the game continued on, would she come to him now? Would it be this easy for him to win, deep down he hoped not.
~U~
Not seeing anything Angela turned her attention back toward the path in front of her. The trail wasn't very long before it bit into the side of a cliff. All of her attention would need to be on the path otherwise she could get seriously hurt. When she came to that particular part in the path she wondered if she'd actually be able to get down to the beach without killing herself. When Paul brought her down her before she'd practically had her body plastered to his own so she would slip and fall. This time she was on her own. Scanning the forest again to make sure no one was following her Angela took a deep breath and hugged the side of the cliff then slowly started to descend.
~U~
As the wolf kept pace with his imprint from above he couldn't tamp down the pride and excitement he felt. She'd been scared he could tell, he'd almost ended the game then, but she sucked in a deep breath and started down the trail jaw set and ready. Then he'd almost ended the game for another reason entirely. As he watched her slowly follow the path he couldn't wait for her to get to solid ground.
~U~
The sight at the bottom of the trail normally would have left her speechless and grabbing for her camera, this time after tripping over a root and stumbling a few steps at the mouth of the trail Angela bent over to catch a breath and slow her wildly beating heart. She'd done it, as the thought crossed her mind Angela jolted up punching the air above her head as victorious laughter flowed out of her mouth.
Holy crap, Angela muttered as she turned and stared up at the cliff she'd just conquered. It was beyond anything she'd ever done before. Still looking at the cliff Angela felt around in her bag and snagged her camera, knowing she had a good lens on she knelt and snapped a couple of shots before she noticed something at the top. Zooming in on the figure Angela gasped as goosebumps erupted across her body. A lone wolf was perched at the top of the cliff its head high as it searched the ocean beyond. The animals dark silver fur moved in the breeze as a gust of wind blew across the beach. With her eye locked on the wolf through the viewfinder she slowly pressed the shutter release. The wolf would forever be frozen in time, something Angela was more than happy about because when she drew the camera back it was no longer there. With her eyes still on the cliffs edge Angela backed toward the beach and wondered where the wolf had gone.
~U~
Backing away from the cliffs edge Paul wasn't quite ready to make his way down to her. His wolf had completely taken over and it scared the living hell out of him. There'd been very few times in the past when he'd get angry and phase before he could stop it, but always he'd have some sort of control, knowing what he was lashing out at whatever he was attacking. This time it was as if he'd taken a back seat to the wolf and what it wanted. He could feel and hear everything the wolf thought and felt, hell he could hear the anger that was pouring off Jared when he'd stepped out of the fucking woods back in Forks but he couldn't do a damn thing to stop it. He needed to fucking phase and get his ass down there and get her the fuck off his reservation before his wolf did something crazy.
"Dude, are you cool?" Jared's concerned voice caught Paul by surprise and he swung around teeth bared.
The sight of his packmate hunched down with a pair of shorts in hand caused Paul to still and then ever so slowly pad his way toward him. A whine escaped Paul's throat before he could stop it, he needed the support from his brother. With Jared still squatted down Paul slowly lowered his head and moved forward into Jared chest, knocking him on his ass with a nudge Jared chuckled and ruffled the fur on the side of the wolfs head.
"She made it down there on her own."
Whining again the wolf nudged his head further into Jared's chest.
"That freak you out dude?"
Paul knew Jared was talking about the wolf and how it took over but he was tired of thinking about and seriously still freaked the fuck out by it. With a quick nudge to Jared chest again, Paul slowly backed away before turning around and phasing.
When he turned around Jared was standing at the cliffs edge looking down, "you're probably going to want to get down there before she gets herself hurt."
Jerking on the shorts Paul came shoulder to shoulder with him and looked down at where his imprint was slowly making her way over a large pile of drift wood. Bumping shoulders with Jared more than thankful that he didn't bring up what the hell was going on with his wolf Paul headed for the path that led to the beach.
~U~
Angela didn't know how long she'd been at the beach when a slight shudder racked her body. She'd already buttoned her coat and put on a pair of gloves but they weren't very useful as a slight mist started to fall. Frowning at her camera she tucked it back inside of the bag at her side before hefting herself up a pile of driftwood. As she stood at the top of the pile she wished she'd brought the rain cover her father bought her for Christmas. Looking out at the now crashing waves Angela shot a glance down at her bag and thought about chancing it that was until a set of warm arms encased her body making her jump.
Paul's scent wrapped around her as his hands jerked her back into his chest and she smiled. He felt so good, with his arms wrapped around her Angela instantly began to warm a smile forming across her face.
"We need to get you off here, if the wood shifts for any reason you could get hurt."
Nodding her head Angela's only move was to snuggle back into his chest, she knew Paul would keep her safe. When he didn't make a move to pull her off the pile she laid her head back on his chest watching as the waves moved further up the shore.
~U~
The wolf was back, this time though he was continent. Not at all thinking the way he had been when she was driving toward La Push which made Paul relax. As he held Angela in his arms Paul thought about the imprint and what it was doing to the both of them. For the most part Angela seemed happy even when he was doing crazy shit like ordering her around and losing his temper. At the same time he couldn't help but wonder just how long she'd put up with his shit before she left him. Shaking the thoughts from his head Paul lowered his head so his mouth was hovering near her ear, "let's get going."
Angela nodded but didn't move.
"The rain is picking up."
"I know it's just so pretty here, I just- it's very calming."
"I'll bring you back."
"Will you-" Angela started before turning in his arms, "is everything ok?"
Paul didn't dare look down at her, what would he say, fuck no it wasn't ok. His wolf stalked her ass down here, thinking she was playing a game with him. One minute he couldn't help but think sealing the bond between them was such a bad idea, then the next he couldn't help but think about the bitch that left him when he was eight. At the thought he looked down and tightened his arms around her waist, would she do that to him? Her eyes were full of questions as he battled the ones in his head. If they did seal the bond and decided to live the happy imprint life would she leave him and his child like his mother had done? Fuck no, he vowed he wouldn't fucking let her, he'd lock her in-
"Hey," Angela whispered as her gloved hand smoothed over the knots on his forehead, "Paul are you ok?"
"So that was you're ex, the one you're going to prom with?" Paul snapped his thoughts causing his anger to rise.
She must be a fucking saint, he thought as he waited for her body to stiffen and for her to snap back.
"Yes that was Ben, but I'm not going to prom with him, not anymore."
Victory, the wolf inside howled at the words, but Paul wanted to know more, "is that so."
"Paul, I know I haven't known you for very long and I know that we're not in a relationship, but you seemed pretty upset that he had his arm around me, I don't like seeing you upset."
That rocked him; she was worried about him being upset. Why would she care? "I'm fine, you looked uncomfortable though."
Angela shrugged her shoulder as if it wasn't a big deal, "I just don't know what he is acting the way he is, our breakup was mutual because of the distance that's going to be between us during college that hasn't changed."
"What if it did?" Paul questioned before he could help it. What if that little prick got it in his head to move to Chicago to be closer to her?
Angela sucked in a deep breath and let her head fall back, "I don't really think it would matter at this point, I think we make better friends than we did a couple."
At that Paul wondered if she ever thought if they would ever be a better couple than friends. Shaking his head at the thought he lifted her in his arms and felt a little victorious when she immediately wrapped her legs around his waist, "let's get you out of the rain."
~U~
As Paul carried Angela off the drift wood pile and to the edge of the beach she wanted time to slow down. She wasn't ready to leave the beach yet, or his arms for that matter.
When he set her on her feet at the mouth of the trail Angela didn't want to back away from his embrace, instead she laid her head on his chest, "we're not leaving yet are we." Angela knew she sounded a little whiny but she honestly wasn't ready to leave yet, there was something about this beach and being in Paul's arms that made he want to stay here for as long as possible.
"We need to get up the trail before it gets too slick."
~U~
Paul purposely stumbled along the path for the third time loving when Angela's arms tightened around his neck and her legs became a vice around his waist. Her front was plastered to his back and if he didn't stop faking the fact the he could barely make it up the trail he was going to get himself into trouble. It was a good thing Paul thought stopping himself from tripping over the root at his feet, Angela was still dressed in her coat and gloves, if not the feel of her breasts against his back might send him into another wolf crazed fit.
When he finally cleared the cliff side he refused to put Angela down despite her protests, he didn't even bother arguing back with her when she pleaded a little lamely to be put down. Instead he carried her right to the passenger side of the truck and hoped like hell she'd get herself inside while he pulled himself together.
~U~
The inside of the truck was so much warmer than outside, Angela knew it was Paul and his constant higher than normal body heat to thank, the truck wasn't even on and the windows were already starting to fog. With the tip of her finger she drew a lackluster smiley face on her window then turned in her seat and smiled at Paul who was watching her every move.
"So what are we doing now?"
Paul's right eyebrow shot up as he merely shrugged his shoulder, "whatever."
Angela almost asked if he'd take her to his house but stopped herself worried that it would give him the wrong idea. She wasn't ready to leave the reservation yet, but she didn't really want to be around a crowd of people. Being around Paul was more than calming for her, the instant safe feeling she got when he was near made it hard for her to leave him.
Still waiting for Paul to throw something out there she realized that his fists were clenched as well as his jaw, "did I do something wrong?"
When his head snapped in her direction his wild eyes shocked her, before she knew what was happening he was sitting in the middle of the bench seat and she was straddling him. With his breath coming hard and hot across her face Angela couldn't help but shudder everything about this man smelled good.
"I'm going to kiss you because it's killing me not too."
Angela's insides fired to life as she remembered his promise from days ago, "ok." There was no other answer she would give him really, no matter how confused Paul's kisses made her she would never pass them up.
Instead of his mouth slamming down onto her own though he cupped her face with his hands and shot her a smirk at her gasp and ever so slowly pulled her forward.
As his lips brushed against hers light and quick it was Angela who seemed to be fighting the urge to go fast and hard this time. This kiss was completely different than what she'd expected, different than any other kiss he'd given her so far and it was slowly beginning to make her crazy.
~U~
His hands were fucking shaking as he held her face still so his mouth could slowly work over hers tasting every inch of it, except the part his wolf wanted to taste. The wolf wanted him to shove his tongue in her mouth and really get a taste of her, but Paul wasn't going to give in this time, the wolf needed to pay. Angela's lips worked against his in a slow smooth rhythm making Paul realize that slow with her was just as good, if not better than fast. Slow meant that she could think about what they were doing and he wasn't going to feel bad later for it.
Slow also meant that he could feel her chest as it moved down his own until her core was pressed into his now throbbing erection. He pulled back for a minute to shoot her a look but didn't stare too long when her face turned red. If she wanted this he'd let her have it. This time no matter how much the wolf clawed at him he was going to keep his hands off her hips at least. This was all her, whatever she wanted the wolf was just going to have to fucking deal with it.
Angela's body shifted slightly forward earning a groan against his lips. Oh fuck maybe slow wasn't a good idea. Suddenly she stilled and pulled back to look at him, her eyes filled with something he couldn't place and her face beet red, "I can't do this."
The statement caused Paul to tense up, "we don't have to Angela. I just wanted to-"
Her face seemed to get redder if at all possible when her index finger pressed against his lips, "I want," Angela huffed before pulling off her hat. Seeing her hair a messed up made Paul's dick twitch. "I want to I just don't know how."
"You never made out with the ex?" Paul grimaced at the venom in his voice, then again at the fact that she might answer that question.
Her eyes went wide before they shot down, "I'm not saying that, I just, you're"
With a finger to her chin he pulled her face up, "I'm what Ang?"
On a sigh the words rushed out to meet his awaiting ears, "so much better at this than he was." Then just as quickly, "so much better at this than I am."
"You seem to be doing pretty well so far." Paul emphasized that with a roll of his hips, letting her know just how good at it she was.
As her eyes slid closed and her nostrils flared, the urge to do it again was overpowering so he did, damn the wolf when it howled its victory.
~U~
The feel of his erection rubbing against her core was like nothing she'd ever felt, nothing. She didn't want to get into it with him especially while making out in his truck, or well ever knowing his temper but she'd done this with Ben and it hadn't been nearly impressive, none of it. When they'd get this close his grip on her would be almost too tight and his kiss would get entirely too sloppy. Knowing she was having an effect on Paul and his unhurried or demanding reaction threw her off. She'd already had a few Ben like frantic moments with Paul, but even those were great when she thought about it.
Wanting more from him, but already feeling the twinges of confusion Angela despised the words as they slid out of her mouth, "what does this mean?"
She watched his face intently waiting for something anything, nothing showed as a mask seemed to appear.
"What do you want it to mean."
"I'm not sure, do you want it to mean anything."
This time Paul blew out a long deep breath, "this is the thing, I'm not good at relationships, I don't do them for a reason you have to know that by now." He waited for her response, when she bobbed her head he continued, "I'm greedy and horny most of the time, but I will never push you further than you are willing to go, and I sure as hell will never turn you down."
"Friends with benefits?" Angela questioned as her nose crunched up in distaste.
"No, because that never fucking works out."
"Then what?"
"Do we really have to label it? I really want to be your friend, you're a cool chick not needy and annoying like most, but like I said before I won't stop things if you want to take them further."
~U~
So maybe this was fucked up, but right now Paul was fucked up. His imprint was sitting on his hard as hell dick wondering about their relationship, a chick move on her part but he was going to give her it this time. So far she didn't seem like the jealous type, shit she didn't really seem interested in him enough half the time like that to be jealous. The thought made him frown internally thinking of her not wanting him sexually, she wasn't like the other girls, most of the time anyway, she had her moments of course.
"I don't want to label it, but it's easy to get confused when it comes to you."
Paul grinned as his hand shot out to smooth out her matted hair, "ditto."
"This is not helping."
"Just go with it babe."
Angela's nose scrunched up again as she smacked at his chest, "don't call me babe, I'm NOT one of your babes."
She certainly was not. Shrugging his shoulders Paul grinned as his hands landed on her hips, "so are we done with this?" The conversation he hoped she'd realize he was talking about the damn conversation.
With a little nod Angela rose up slowly shocking him when her lips teased his, "I just want to try this for a little bit longer."
Fuck Yes
~U~
What had she agreed too, she was not yet sure. As Paul's lips slid along her own, she wasn't sure she really cared. He was being slow again and it was causing butterflies in her stomach. Oh god she wanted to feel his hands, why weren't his hands moving?
"Please Paul." Her voice came out breathy and needy unlike any she'd ever heard before, as her hands came down on top of his, "I like your hands."
A low rumble came from his chest as his hands shook hers off and instantly found the buttons zipper of her coat, she didn't tense but her lips stilled.
"I'll know when you're ready to stop."
Nodding her head she cracked a smile as his lips brushed the underside of her nose and then the top of her chin.
~U~
So many fucking clothes, living in the shittiest part of the country really fucking sucked right now. He'd already stripped off her coat and t-shirt but she still had a long sleeve thermal shirt on that was playing hell on him. He just wanted to feel her fucking skin, seeing her tits in a bra wouldn't be so bad either. Instead of asking her too or hell ripping the damn shirt off on his own Paul let his hands slide up under the back of her shirt.
The feel of her soft warm skin under his fingertips caused a surge of need to rise in him; he didn't know how long he would be able to keep this up without the wolf getting the better of him. With his hands smoothing over her back Angela pulled away from his lips and slowly started to kiss down his jaw, he knew where she was going and damn if he was going to stop it.
The second her lips connected with his neck his entire body jerked, and a snarl of pleasure ripped through him, "why there." He grunted as she continued to press open mouthed kisses to his neck.
"You taste good, rain, sweat and you."
Oh fuck she was about to get herself into trouble, the wolf was enjoying this entirely too much.
"You like my sweat," he quipped trying to lighten the mood.
The lick to his neck sent a jolt through him as a groan of pleasure filled the cab of the truck. "I want your skin."
Angela snorted into his neck before quickly pulling back, "how very Hannibal Lecter of you Paul."
Paul shot her a look before pulling on her thermal, heknew he shouldn't take it this far, but he had to feel her, "take this off I want to feel your skin."
Without hesitation her hands found the hem of her thermal shirt and pulled.
Paul's laughter filled the cab of the truck as his head hit the back of the seat.
~U~
His laughter wasn't really what she expected when she ripped her shirt off, but it warmed her none the less. She loved hearing him laugh, it was so thrilling to see his normally hard and serious face light up even if for only a second.
"How many shirts do you have on?"
"This is the last one," she replied while pulling at the hem of her cami.
"You sure about that?"
"Positive, is this enough?" Angela asked while gesturing at some of the now exposed skin.
Looking at her pale shoulders covered in a slight smattering of freckles Paul wanted to tell her hell no, it wasn't enough skin he wanted to see all of it bare and under his body, instead he answered by slipping her shirt and bra straps aside with his tongue.
The taste of her skin at his tongue and the gasp in his ear was nearly his undoing, but he continued on kissing, sucking and nipping a path across her shoulder until she was shaking against him. He knew he could go further with her tonight, the hand at the back of his head urging him along was a testament to the fact but the tables had turned and she wasn't the one doing the exploring any more. She'd let him take over like all the other girls, to his shock Paul realized he didn't like it. Shit yes he liked her shaking body against his own, and her skin his mouth but she wasn't like the other girls with anything else why should she be like this with him.
"We need to get you home," he found himself whispering into her neck before taking a nip at it.
"But-"
Paul cut off her protest with his mouth, distracting her for a few minutes before pulling back, "it's dark, and you're probably going to be late."
Watching her eyes focus on the back glass he waited for her to jump off of his lap and possibly freak out by the fact, she chose instead to shoot him a smile before pressing her lips to his once more.
~U~
We're sitting in the driveway, my parents are just inside, Angela chanted the words in her mind as Paul's hand slid up her thigh before slowly retreating.
"You're going to be in trouble when you get in there." His face was hard as his eyes bore into her front door.
Sighing Angela laid her hand on his to still it, the movement was making the butterflies stir, "probably, but I don't get into that much trouble."
"He's going to- he will probably ground you."
Sighing Angela turned in the seat to face him fully, "it was worth it."
"He's not happy."
"Probably not Paul, but really it was worth it."
~U~
It might be worth it to her, but as he listened to her dad rant to her mom about her tardiness he knew it wasn't worth it to him. Graduation wasn't far off for her and after that Chicago, if she was grounded, "listen," Paul cut off his own thoughts, "I'm going to tell him it was my fault that my truck broke down or something, I don't want you grounded."
"It'll be ok," Angela tried to reassure him by rubbing his hand.
"No, I want to see you and you being grounded won't let me see you."
"It will only be a week."
She just didn't get it, but of course she wouldn't a week to her was just a week, to him it was seven fucking days tacked onto the months she would spend in Chicago out of his sight.
"No"
"Listen," Angela's stern tone caught him off guard. "If you go up there it will make things worse, I know my dad and he's normally pretty fair when it comes to me being late with friends, but boys, he isn't very tolerant, at least he wasn't with Ben and he really liked Ben, if I get grounded we will figure something out I promise."
Her lips on his jaw shocked him again before a cold blast of air washed over his skin. Paul watched as she walked down the lit path up to the front door. She stilled a moment shot him a wave before squaring her shoulders and pushing open the door.
Her father's growl as soon as the door clicked shut nearly cause Paul to shoot out of the truck, something stopped him though, a surge of power ripped through his body and he knew.
She was back.