Quick update, I'm very busy with school at the moment but I write whenever I can find the time (and inspiration) so without much further ado, here's chapter 8! I hope you enjoy. I'm pretty sure the die-hard Paige/Cole shippers and forbidden romance fans will;)

Disclaimer: I'll let you know when I own them. Until then all I own is the plot of this story. And Simon:)

Chapter 08. Peach and Pie.

Ding

Paige smiled slightly to herself as she pressed the tiny bell that was sitting on top of the desk. In the time it took the concierge to approach her she looked around the lobby once more. It was beautifully decorated and the red carpet on the floor almost made you feel as if you were a star. Several mirrors lined the walls and the desk was made from some old, but shiny dark coloured wood. She wouldn't mind living here. Not at all.

''Miss?'' She turned her head to find an attractive older looking man standing behind the desk. He was wearing a dark suit and his hair was neatly combed back, almost making him look as if he was some kind of butler.

''How may I help you?'' His accent was a heavy british one and Paige had to hold back a giggle.

''I'm looking for Mr. Turner's room. I'm meeting him for breakfast.'' She knew that was a lie, but it sounded better than what she was actually going to do. Which was take a bath.

''Mr. Turner..'' The concierge turned to his computer and clicked several times with his mouse.

''We have to Mr. Turner's staying at our hotel. Mr. A. Turner and Mr. C. Turner.''

''It's the last one. Cole Turner.'' She gave the man a smile and he politely returned her smile.

''Mr. Cole Turner is in room 204. It's on the 4th floor.''

''Thank you.''

''No problem Miss. Have a nice day.'' Paige gave him another one of her smiles and walked off, her heels making no sound on the carpet. She pushed the elevator button and waited for it to arrive to take her to the 4th floor. When she was standing in front of door 204 she hesitated before knocking. The last couple of days she'd really started to grow closer to Cole again. It seemed like he had changed, somewhow. Maybe all those years between life and death had done it to him. Or maybe he just really wanted to change this time.

Still, she'd found herself falling for it too fast. Maybe she should be more careful around him. But on the other hand maybe she just had to let loose for once, it couldn't hurt, could it? She raised her fist and knocked gently. Within a couple of seconds the door opened and Cole's face appeared, then when he opened the door completely his entire body. He was dressed in a pair of dark trousers and a smart, blue button down shirt that highlighted the blue colour in his eyes. He looked good, considering he'd been living for over a hundred years.

''Hey. Come in.'' He smiled warmly and stepped aside, letting her in. She looked around when she walked in and he closed the door behind her. The hotel room had a bigger size than her apartment and looked nicer too. A large couch was standing in front of the television, which was still on, showing that Cole has paused his dvd before answering the door.

''Would you like a drink? Mineral water?'' She turned to him and smiled slightly before nodding her head.

''You remembered, but no thanks. I'm okay.''

''Okay, then let me show you the bathroom.'' He motioned for her to follow him and made his way across the living area of the space to the bedroom and then the ensuite bathroom. The heels of Paige's shoes clicked loudly when she walked onto the immaculate white tiles. A large bath, a shower and a basin with a mirror hanging above it filled up the space. It had a comfortable warm temperature and several candles were placed on the side of the bath, making it look extra inviting.

''There's bubbles in one of the cabinets, not sure if you wanted those candles but they were already there when I occupied the room. Towels in the cabinet behind you. I'm going for a walk so you can have some privacy and I'll be back in an hour or so.'' Cole rubbed his hands together briefly and looked at her, waiting for the reply that she was still trying to form.

''Yeah. Thanks Cole, this is really sweet of you.'' Merely shrugging his shoulder in response Cole flashed her another of his smiles before retreating. He closed the door behind him and Paige walked over to it and locked it slowly. Her hand found the lightswitch on the tiled wall and she flicked it on, illuminating the bathroom in a soft yellowish glow. The candles were a tad too much she decided.

After turning on the taps and taking her heels off she pulled her top over her head and placed it on the small wooden stool that was standing underneath the basin. She'd picked her best outfit for today that would show off her best assets. A black top that formed a contrast with her long red hair and a tight skirt that reached to just above her knees, accentuating her lean, toned legs. She'd never been unhappy with her body she just thought it wasn't appropriate to walk around in short flirty skirts now that she was a mother of three kids.

Paige slipped out of her skirt and placed it on top of her other clothing before she pushed herself up onto tiptoes and took a flask of bubbles out of the top cabinet. The top came off easily and she smelled it lightly and then added a decent amount of the liquid to the water that was quickly rising in the bathtub. Within minutes the entire bathroom smelled of peach with a hint of roses. Paige quickly discarded her underwear and stepped into the bath. When she sat down the bubbles covered the entire surface of the water and Paige turned of the taps. She leaned back against the bath and closed her eyes allowing the warmth of the water to invade her body. This could be the most relaxing day she'd had in years.

When Cole walked back into his hotelroom an hour later the smell of peaches had already reached his nostrils when he closed the door. Distant noises of someone getting out of the bathtub sounded from the bathroom and Cole smiled slightly mentalling complimenting himself on his good timing. This would leave him a couple of extra minutes to fix Paige a drink and to cut the pie he'd bought into pieces.

Apple crumble pie from the best bakery he knew, he hoped she'd like it. He took the box over to the small counter above the minibar and put it down, starting a mission to find two plates and forks. When he'd placed everthing on the small dinner table the bathroom door opened and Paige emerged from it, crossing the bedroom and walking into the living area. Her hair fell in wet tendrils onto her shoulders and she was barefoot, carrying her heels in her left hand.

''Enjoy the bath?'' Cole asked while he sat down and patted the place on the couch beside him. He was rewarded with a bright smile.

''Yes, I did. I enjoyed it very much. Thanks Cole.'' She put her shoes down and sat next to him eyeing the pie and her drink.

''Then you'll enjoy the pie too. It's apple crumble, best pie I've ever had. And that says something considering I've tasted many of those.''

''This is great Cole. Don't think anyone has been this sweet to me in a long time.'' she pulled the pie towards herself across the table and picked up her fork to take a bite. Cole didn't realise he was watching her until she'd slipped the fork with a piece of pie into her mouth and started chewing. Her tongue darted out to lick a crumble off her upperr lip and after several seconds of silence, in which he was watching her, she turned to him. Her lips moved but he couldn't quite make out what she was saying and it wasn't until she raised an eyebrow that he snapped out of his trance and quickly sent her a smile in an attempt to recover.

''Sorry?'' She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, missing the crumble that stuck to the corner of her mouth.

''I said this is a great pie. Where did you get it?''

''Oh. Just around the corner actually. The concierge told me it was a good bakery. Paige, you got something.'' He pointed to the corner of his own mouth and she gave him a slightly confused look.

''Pie, oh come here.'' He leaned towards her and used the pad of his thumb to brush the crumble of pie from her mouth.

''There.'' A hint of his charm smile passed on his face and she looked at him, his blue eyes causing her not be able to look away. Cole could feel his breath hitch in his throat when she made eye contact and his hand lingered on her cheek much longer than necessary. The pad of his thumb softly stroked from her mouth down to her chin and he lifted her head slightly.

Leaning closer almost automatically Paige's heart started to beat faster with every second that passed. How long had they been sitting here? Seconds? Minutes? His hand had already made its way to her neck and she felt a shiver run down her spine when his fingers carressed the back of her neck. He was going to kiss her, no, she was going to kiss him.

Before she'd completely thought it through and whether she wanted it or not, but she guessed she did, her lips was pushing fervently against his. And it felt so good to feel his lips on hers again. Those rough, but not too rough, soft but not too soft, lips against her own. Kissing back and occasionally sucking her on lower lip gently making it hard for her to hold back a tiny whimper.

His hand ran through her moist hair and his other hand found solace on her waist, pulling her closer while he deepened their kiss. Paige ran her hands down his toned back and pulled his button down short out of his trousers so her fingers could creep underneath the thin layer of fabric. Feeling goosebumps rise over his skin when Paige's fingers touched his bare back Cole followed suit and slipped his hand underneath the low cut top she was wearing, smiling against her lips at the soft feel of her skin. When the need for air became too big Paige reluctantly pulled her lips away from his, keeping her eyes closed a little longer not wanting to ruin the moment. Sighing slightly, Cole opened his eyes and watched Paige keeping hers closed. A smile tugged on the corners of his mouth and he brought his hand up to brush a strand of hair from her face.

''Thanks.'' she whispered, her voice husky and breath like and the smile that had tugged on his mouth earlier transformed into a full wattage grin.

''For what?''

''Brushing that crumble of pie from my mouth.'' Finally she opened her eyes and smiled when she noticed that he was watching her. With a look in his eyes that she'd seen only once before, eight years earlier when they'd first kissed.

To be continued...

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