Chapter 13

AN: Hello *waves* I'm updating today, because a) I finished the chapter today and b) it's my birthday on Sunday (happy early birthday to me). This is a longish chapter (for me anyway) so I hope you enjoy it. Oh and I still don't own any rights to Twilight.

It was raining cats and dogs as we drove through the narrow streets of the reservation. I had my face pressed against the window as I stared at the passing houses – if you can even call them that.

Gradually the houses we passed grew bigger and nicer, and spaced further apart. I sighed in relief as Paul parked the car in front of a modestly charming house bordering the forest.

Paul opened the door for me and took my hand as I got out of the car. I jumped and clutched his shirt when a red Volkswagen Rabbit screeched to a halt next to Paul's car.

A very dishevelled looking Jacob jumped out of the car as soon as it stopped and fell to his knees, kissing the ground.

"Oh, sweet land!" he said in relief as his fiancé, and obviously the driver, got out of the car.

"Stop being so dramatic, Jacob," she said with an annoyed huff. "Next time you can drive."

She threw the keys at his head and stormed into the house. Jake grabbed the keys, now covered with mud, before racing after her, apologizing all the way.

Paul and I looked at each other before laughing at his friends.

"Are they always like that?" I asked as we made our way into the house.

"Yes," he said immediately. "They can be a lot worse, especially if Emma decides to withhold sex. Jake never lets us hear the end of it."

My face flushed as he said the s-word and I nodded to show that I heard him. My thoughts were instantly bombarded with questions.

Does Paul want to have sex?

Does he want to have sex with me?

Do I want to have sex with him?

Am I even ready for that?

I sighed, shaking the thoughts out of my head, as Paul pulled me through the door.

I put on my brightest smile as I was introduced to more of his friends and pack members.

"Don't stare," he whispered into my ear, before pulling me over to a really big and intimidating looking man.

The big guy smiled when we reached him and introduced himself as Sam, shaking my hand before introducing me to his wife, Emily. My eyes widened when I first saw Emily's face. I tried my best not to stare at the three scars running across her face.

Luckily she didn't seem to notice my staring and pulled me into a friendly hug, hooking her arm through mine after she pulled away. She smiled brightly and tugged me into the direction of a group of girls, who I'm guessing are the other imprints.

When Paul grumbled about her taking me away, she just shot him a stern look and continued walking.

The first girl she introduced me to was simply gorgeous. If I swung that way I would totally pursue her. She was tall, with the same russet skin as Paul, and dark hair and eyes. Her eyes looked me up and down critically before she nodded and held out her hand, introducing herself as Leah, the only female wolf in the pack.

Next I was introduced to Kim, the bride-to-be, and she pulled me into an enthusiastic hug. She was short and petite, with clear smooth skin that would make any woman jealous.

I could feel her excitement coming off of her in waves as they talked about the details of her upcoming wedding. I smiled and nodded as they babbled on about the wedding, my eyes scanning the room with interest.

As my eyes landed on Paul I saw that he was staring at me. He winked and pulled his delectable lips into a smouldering grin, causing me to smile back at him.

With a sigh I turned back to the conversation.

"I just hope it doesn't rain too hard," Kim said with a frown as she glanced at the rain pelting heavily against the window.

"Yeah, remember Emily's wedding?" Leah said. "It rained so hard that even I couldn't hear Billy performing the ceremony."

Emily laughed at the reminder, her eyes sparkling and the scars on her face crinkling. She was interrupted by a really good looking guy holding an adorable little girl in his arms and an equally adorable little boy clinging to his leg.

I stifled a giggle as Emily bent down and picked the boy up, shaking her head as he clung harder.

"Thanks for watching them, Brady," she said when she finally got her son to let go of Brady's leg.

"No problem, Em," Brady said with a chuckle as the little girl nuzzled his neck. "It's twice the entertainment when I get both of the monkeys."

We all laughed as the little boy reached for Brady again, but was stopped by his mother. I smiled softly as I looked at all of the women gazing longing at the children.

I hope baby-fever isn't contagious.

-o0o-

I woke up to the sound of the rain pitter-pattering against the window and a warm arm wrapped around my waist. I listened to the soothing sounds of the rain before turning around to snuggle into Paul.

A soft sigh of contentment left my lips as he immediately pulled me against him and nuzzled his nose into my hair, a slow smile spreading on his handsome face.

He pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead before pulling back a bit to look into my eyes.

"Hey," he said his voice still rough from sleep. "Did you sleep okay?"

"I slept just fine, thanks," I told him with a smile. Better than fine.

"The rain didn't bother you?" he asked, the astonishment in his voice clear.

"Not at all. I love the rain."

Paul looked relieved at my answer and placed a kiss on my nose.

"Good," he whispered, moving down until his face was level with mine.

He leaned forward and brushed his lips against mine tenderly, lingering a bit before placing another kiss on my waiting lips. He pulled my bottom lip into his mouth with his teeth, sucking on it before releasing it and shifting his attention to my top lip. As he captured my top lip between his teeth, I took the opportunity to nibble on his full bottom lip.

Paul groaned and rolled me onto my back. He hovered unsurely before gently lowering himself until his body was pressed against mine. He shifted and rested most of his weight on his forearm. As he shifted, his thigh pressed against me and I couldn't conceal the gasp of pleasure the escaped my lips.

He stopped moving and looked at me, concern colouring his features.

"Is this okay?" he asked, tucking a stray piece of hair out of my eyes.

I nodded, giving him a quick peck to set his mind at ease. He returned my peck with a chaste kiss as he shifted again, a wicked glint in his eyes.

I moaned at the contact and pressed my hips harder against him, trying to create more friction. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled my body closer to his. Paul's mouth pulled into a delicious smirk before it crashed down onto my mine. Our previously slow pace was replaced by a fever pitch of need and desire.

His free hand slipped under my shirt – which was actually his shirt that I borrowed – and caressed the soft skin of my stomach. Slowly his hand made its way higher until his thumb brushed the underside of my bare breast. I whimpered as his hand stayed put on my ribs, lightly rubbing circles on my skin.

As an attempt to get him to move his hand, I wrapped my legs around his waist, wiggling to get more comfortable and to get him to hit a certain spot. A rumbling sound echoed through the room as my hips pressed against Paul's still growing bulge.

Suddenly Paul snatched his hand out from under my shirt and yanked the shirt over my head, tossing it over his shoulder and onto the floor. His lips trailed a lazy path from behind my ear to my collarbone, pausing every now and then to nibble on the sensitive skin. His hands traced paths of fire as they wandered over my body, stroking and caressing.

My hands tangled in his growing hair, tugging at the strands every time shivers of pleasure ran through me. Each tug earned me a rumbling growl from Paul, making me double my efforts.

We were so caught up in each other that we didn't hear Paul's dad until it was too late.

He threw the door open with enthusiasm, talking excitedly before realising the scene unfolding in front of him. He froze mid-sentence and just stared at us, his face taking on a rosy shade.

"Dad!" Paul exclaimed, mortified as she pushed me behind him, shielding me with his body.

I buried my heated face in my hands as I tried to slow my breathing.

"Oh, sorry, Son," his dad said, turning away from us. "I didn't think you'd be…well, uhm, yeah…"

Paul looked at his dad expectantly as he trailed off.

"Anyway, you better get ready if you want to make it to the wedding on time," he said, rushing out of the room and closing the door softly behind him.

After his dad left, Paul turned around and gave me a sheepish smile.

"Sorry about that," he apologised.

I sighed.

"It's alright," I told him, giving him a kiss. "I guess we should get ready."

"I guess so," Paul grumbled. "Do you want to shower first?"

-o0o-

The sun peeked lazily through the clouds as Jared and Kim said their wedding vows.

Andrew, Emily's one year old son, sat in my lap through the entire ceremony, twirling strands of my hair around his little hands.

"You have pretty hair," he whispered loudly as we made our way to the gigantic table, filled with food, after the ceremony.

"Thank you, sweetie, I like your hair too," I told him, affectionately running my hand through his mop of unruly jet black hair.

"Mommy wants to cut it, but I don't wanna," he said, shaking his head wildly.

"We'll have to cut it some time," Emily said from behind me, "otherwise someone might think you're your sister."

I chuckled at the look of horror on his chubby little face as he shook his head vehemently.

Emily laughed and pulled him into her arms, kissing his cheek.

"I was just kidding," she told him. "You're way to much like your daddy to ever be mistaken for a girl."

"And that's the way it should be," Sam said, wrapping his arm around Emily's waist.

Paul came up behind me and rested his chin on my shoulder.

"Wanna go for a walk?" he asked, gesturing towards the beach.

I nodded and let him pull me to the edge of the ocean.

He laced his fingers through mine and smiled a devilishly handsome smile, making my heart flutter wildly.

We walked in silence for a while when he turned to me with a serious expression.

"Do you ever think about getting married?" he asked seriously.

"Sometimes," I answered honestly, thinking about all of the times that my mind had wandered to what my wedding day would be like.

"If I asked you would you marry me?"

I pulled us to a stop and turned to face him full on.

"Of course I'd marry you," I told him sincerely. "But not yet though."

"But if I ask you sometime in the future, you'll say yes?" he questioned thoughtfully.

"Yes," I nodded.

"Good to know," he said, wrapping me in his arms before capturing my lips.

He gave me a few chaste kisses and rested his forehead against mine.

"I love you," he whispered, placing a kiss on my nose.

"I love you too," I told him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing my lips to his.

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