Hey guys,
First off let me say I know this is not the long dram filled chapter I promised. But that is coming soon. In fact I was working on it when I started listening to my Brad Paisley music because I love his music and this scene popped into my head. Well this is the perfect place to insert it and this song goes perfectly with it so why not put it in eh? Just a little Tally/Paul fluff for you.
Now here is my promise. The next chapter will be up on Christmas day.
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Tally's engagement ring is now on my profile although...I still think it would cost less than this because Paul is just not that rich. No this is just what it looks like.
I re-read the whole fic and realized Paul and Tally got together really fast but I can work on that little detail thing in my next fic if I do another after the sequel to this :).
Disclaimer: If I was SM I would have kids. Which I don't.
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Arianna Tala Cole,
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And now you're my whole life,
Now you're my whole world,
I just can't believe the way I feel about you girl,
Like the river meets the sea stronger than it's ever been,
We've come so far since that day,
And I thought I loved you then.
- Brad Paisley
- Then
I turned over feeling the nice serene warmth that Paul's house seemed to harbor constantly. You know the type I mean? The type when you can sit in your cosy little corner with a book and a mug of hot chocolate all snuggled up nicely. Warm and content with a soft lamp lighting. Not to hot not to cold. Perfection. That's what Paul's house is like.
My engagement ring felt nice around my finger. Which was strange. Every girl, whether they admit to it or not, try's a ring on that particular finger at one point in their life. And it always feels weird. Just goes to show what Emily told me was right. 'When it's the right person it just feels wrong if it's NOT on there.' I looked down at it admiringly.
At the moment I was cuddled up to Paul's side while he continued his unhealthy South Park watching session. The diamond glinted in the light, the band was a thin platinum colour and the diamond was a silver heart. It made me feel guilty for being such an idiot really when he proposed and not looking closer because this ring was perfect. I don't think I could have picked a better one myself. Although I have no idea how he can afford this… Not that I'm about to hurt his manly pride by asking. No point arguing with him…again.
I yawned and turned over to go to sleep. This is how it always began. I'd turn over to go to sleep and I'd wake up next to Paul. What can I say he just pulls me in.
"Tally."
"What Paul?"
"Come back over here."
"No I'm sleepy."
"Please."
"No."
"But I want you to sleep with me."
"I already did Paul that's how the pregnancy thing works."
How he didn't see that coming I'll never know.
I heard the telly click off. Paul turned over and put a warm arm around me and unfortunately, despite my best efforts to stay stubbornly in place, I snuggled back into him.
"I love you."
"I love you too Paul…" I said. "More than the world." I muttered to myself.
Although he probably heard it, what with him being all wolf like. I felt him smile against my shoulder. Oh yeah…he heard it.
I stretched a little keeping my eyes screwed shut doing the 'tut tum' opening and closing your mouth thing people do before they settle to go to sleep. Paul smiled at me.
We lay like that in a comfortable silence all warm and content for a while. And Paul's eyes never left me. Ever.
"Paul stop starring at me." I said not opening my eyes or moving.
"I like watching you sleep."
"I'm not asleep yet."
"So?"
"Paul it's creepy when I'm trying to get to sleep."
"Is not."
"Is too."
"Is not."
I huffed and turned around. "Is too."
"It's not at all creepy."
"It is."
Paul pouted all mad without realizing it. I lent upwards and kissed him softly on the lips.
"What was that for?" He mumbled when I lay back down, my head still twisted funny to look at him.
"You look cute when you're mad."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do…" I cut him off once more with another swift kiss.
"Goodnight Cutie Pie."
"Night Tally." He said kissing my cheek as I turned back around.
After he flicked off the soft light that had been on I couldn't help but smile as I heard him muttering, 'It's not creepy and I am not cute. I am manly. I am a werewolf and I am handsome and manly NOT cute.', to himself.
Bless him. I really love Paul sometimes.
The grin that had spread across my face pulled me into a night of sweet dreams about the man I was going to spend the rest of my life with. The handsome man that is not in anyway cute….Much.
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