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Hi Guys,

I wanted to tell you, we will see our spy playing vampires in the next chapter.

Not this one, but the next.

If you're very nice to me, and give me lots and lots of reviews.

Ill post it today, its written and waiting. xxxx

CHAPTER TWELVE

Oh God I kissed a pervert!

Bella

We arrived at Paul's house without any incidents. I told him again that I was sure Jacob wouldn't mind if I crashed at his place.

His answer was a sarcastic "No I'm sure he wouldn't."

As far as Paul was concerned that was that. I was going home with him, even if he had to drag me by my hair to do it.

"Don't make me go all wolf-man on your ass." I laughed at that and told him he probably meant cave man.

At which he retorted, "No I'm pretty sure I meant wolf-man." And gave a sexy growl.

To be honest I was glad I was going to see Paul's home. For some reason I don't really feel comfortable thinking about.

I don't like being separated from him.

But he is one crazy ass motherfucker if he thinks he's going to get laid tonight.

Although I liked our little make out session from earlier, and by like I mean I was nearly cumming in my pants just thinking about it, I was happy we got interrupted when we did.

Before I have sex with Paul, I want to be completely free. I don't want to have any ties to Edward.

I want to go to Paul's bed, and be Paul's.

But I don't know if that's ever gonna happened.

I don't know what the fuck is up with me the last few days, but this can't be normal.

I wish Jasper was here, he could use his kick ass empath powers to calm me the fuck down.

He could probably tell me what the fuck is going on with my feelings too.

I stored that fact for a later date. I was currently sitting on my bed in Paul's spare bedroom. I called Charlie to tell him I was spending a couple of days with Emily and Sam. He didn't mind because it's not the first time I did.

I heard a knock on my door. It was Paul of course. I was afraid to open that door, but that thought alone made me get up and open it.

After Edward left me, after my months of living in a zombie state of mind, I made a promise to myself, not to be afraid anymore and that if I was afraid of something I would meet it head on.

I have never been so sorry of making that promise to myself, as right now.

When I opened the door, I nearly fainted. Paul was standing there. He just got out of the shower so his hair was still wet.

He was wearing shorts, and he didn't dry his body properly, because there were still drops of water on his chest.

His chest... oooh good god how in the name of everything that is holy can a man look this hot? I wanted to lick the drops of his chest; I wanted to push him down on my bed, and fuck him senseless.

I looked at his beautiful face. He was wearing a self-satisfied grin on his face. "See something you like?" He smirked.

Oh fuck! I'd been eye-fucking the son of a bitch for the last minute or so.

"Ehm... yeah I do. A girl can look cant she? If you go walking around like that your likely to cause accidents."

He smirked. "That has been known to happen." He leaned into me; I think he wanted to kiss me. And God you wouldn't believe how much I wanted him to.

But I didn't let him. I backed away in a hurry. Fuck! That shit hurt! I mean it actually physically hurt not to kiss him.

He looked pained for a second, but then he covered his expression with his usual smirk.

"I just thought we'd begin with lesson number one that's all, but if you're not interested I'll understand. I mean you did get him to fuck you, after all, even if you did have morning after regrets."

He was the, I hate you, you leech lover, Paul again. Good...him, I could deal with. The other...not so much.

"What the fuck do you mean? What morning after regrets? I don't have any morning after regrets! Why the hell would I?"

His eyes darkened. "Then what is all this shit about? Why are you running from him, if you don't regret anything? Why the hell did you let me kiss you Bella? Are you playing a game, is this your idea of having fun?" He was so angry he was shaking.

Ooh I better not yell at him, because that fucker was so gonna phase if I did.

I didn't know what the fuck was going on here. I feel like there should have been a sign or something. YOU ARE NOW ENTERING THE TWILIGHT ZONE!

"What are you talking about?" I asked, trying to be calm.

"What the fuck do you mean what am I talking about? I'm talking about you spending the night with that leech!"

I gave him a puzzled look. I didn't understand one word of what he was saying. "Why the hell would I be sorry for spending the night with him? Why the hell would I regret that?" I asked incredulous.

He exploded. "Why are you doing this to me? How can you kiss me like that, respond to me the way you do, and still have no regrets about fucking that leech?"

I gagged, what the fuck? That fucking pervert thought I fucked Emmett. I think I was gonna be sick. And if I was, I was gonna make sure I'd throw up on his feet.

"What the fuck kinda freak are you? Oh my God you're some kind of registered sex offender aren't you? I can't believe I kissed your fucking perverted ass! I'm getting my stuff; I am so out of here. And if you try to stop me I'll tell my brothers what you said about me. Trust me when I say, you are not gonna enjoy living the life of a eunuch." I shuddered; ugh I needed to take a shower.

He was looking at me like I lost my mind. "Why the hell would fucking that leech make me a pervert? You are the fucking freak. You're the one fucking a corpse, not me!"

"I'm the freak? I'm the freak? I'm not the one having perverted sex fantasies about me fucking my brother! "

"Your brother?" He asked confused. "What? You see Edward as your brother now too? Honestly woman, you seem to be collecting family members like some people collect stamps. How the fuck am i to keep up with that?"

"Edward? Wait you're talking about Edward? I didn't spend the night with Edward! And I certainly didn't fuck him, thank you very much! I was with Emmett. I fell asleep after watching one too many movies. Nothing happened; he is my brother for God's sake!" I said exasperated, but clearly relieved because he wasn't some perverted registered sex offender.

We looked at each other and started laughing. And just like that all the tension disappeared.

After we stopped laughing Paul looked at me with a sheepish expression on his face.

"So you really were with your brother huh?"

"Yep," I said popping the P at the end.

"So you didn't...you know...with Edward?" He asked, uncertainty showing on his face.

"No! I didn't, he wasn't even there, only Emmett was home. That's why I went in the first place!"

I hesitated. "In fact... I never...you know did what we did back in my room, I mean I've never been that far before, I'm a virgin."

He groaned. "Baby, please don't say that...you're killing me here."

I laughed softly. I jumped when I heard my phone ring. It was the YMCA ring tone. Ugh Edward. All of a sudden I understood that right there my reaction at the supposed love of my life calling me, was all I needed to know. I didn't want to be with Edward anymore, he has become more like a nuisance I have to avoid. But not anymore. With determination I picked up my phone.

Hey guys,

I hope you like this chapter.

I wanted to thank you for reviewing my last chapter.

The reactions were insane. Everybody loves Em and Jas.

I swear to God I kept cracking up trying to write that chapter.

My personal favorite was Emmet thinking about Alice making that screeching sound when she cums wondering how the hell Jasper could do it. Have sex with her I mean. I keep LMFAO when he Say's. " I love her and all, but if I were Jasper i_I wouldnt touch her screeching ass with a stick."

That one just gets me going every time.

Thanks for reading and Stay tuned.

xxxx Hanane