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CHAPTER 31: I Need You To Know How I Feel
I opened the door wider, Paul entered slowly. He stood there in just his shorts and was bare footed again, I wondered if he actually owned a pair of shoes. I mean I'd seen him in combat boots the other night, but the rest of the time he went barefoot. I suppose that there was no real need fir footwear though when there was a chance that you would need to phase at any moment due to threats of vamps, it would be pointless wearing shoes just to get them demolished in the process of phasing. Paul was very easy to look at and get drunk on the sight of him. His chiseled eight pack and well defined chest, gleamed from the rain that had fallen on him, oh what I'd give to be that rain. Naughty Bella. His large coal black eyes surveyed me for a few second, then he wandered over to the living room and regarded me again, he looked like a lost puppy, no pun intended of course.
"Have a seat Paul, you don't need to ask!" I said, smiling at him softly. My heart was racing again, Paul stirred so many emotions at once, more than I could handle if I'm honest.
"Well, this is your home, it's only good manners to ask!" He said smiling back at me, as he sat down.
"So, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?" I asked.
"We need to talk!" Said Paul looking at the floor and clasping his hands on his muscular thighs.
Is my tongue hanging out at all, I wondered silently, if it's not, I'm surprised.
Swallowing quickly, "Yeah, you said that already Paul, well talk!" I said.
"I can't just say what I have to say, just like that you know, I'm not like that with you Bella" said Paul cheekily.
"Why, you should just talk to me like you talk to Jared then!" I stated to him.
He looked at me as if I'd grown a second head.
"Trust me when I say, you really don't want me speaking to you the way I speak to Jared, you really really dont!" Said Paul, his mouth raised in a half smile.
"Ok, I'll trust you this time!" I said giggling.
"Right, ok, you know I imprinted on you!" Said Paul, still looking at the floor and I swear to fuck, his face was slightly tinged with redness.
Holy fucking vegetarian leeches on pogo sticks.
Paul Lahote, man whore, well ex-man whore of the La Push Reservation, was actually embarrassed. Where the fuck is a video camera when you need one. I heard him sigh heavily.
"If I don't say this now, then I'm going to regret it!" Said Paul softly.
"Fuck sake Paul, just say whatever it is!" I said to him, I was feeling extremely frustrated now.
"I have feelings for you, and its not just the imprint working its stupid magic, I genuinely 100% have feelings for you Bella and I want to be with you, when you accept the imprint of course, I'm struggling, really struggling with the feelings I have for you!" Said Paul gently looking at me.
"Accepting the imprint? What does that mean?" I asked, faking my innocence yet again.
And the Oscar goes to ...Me! I'm that good I think to myself gleefully.
"Has nobody told you yet?" Asked Paul questioningly, his eyebrows arched in surprise.
Shaking my head, I said "No Paul, they haven't!".
"Shit, I'm no good at explaining this stuff" he murmured to himself.
He looked at me again and breathed out, then went onto try and explain the process of me accepting the imprint. How just because he imprinted on me that I had to tell him that I can accept it, so the wolf inside would settle from the acceptance etc, that when the wolf doesn't know what's happening, it tries to claw it's way out, you know stuff like that. He was doing a really shitty job so far and to make matters worse, he was all hand gestures and crap like that. Who does that? I thought smiling to myself. Yeah your all probably thinking I'm the bitch from hell for putting him through this, but actually I wanted to see how far he would actually go to explain something to me. If I was going to be in a relationship with Paul, then I had to know that if I ever had a question about something I wasn't too sure about, would he treat me stupid or would he explain it to me fully softly and gently.
Looking at him just now, I knew he'd passed the test.
Ok, I have to stop him before he gets himself too worked up over this, he was already halfway there.
I went and sat beside him. I could feel the heat radiating off him, in a way he was my walking talking hot water bottle. Cool, or would that be warm? Never mind.
"Paul, shut the fuck up!" I said smiling at him. He was taken aback.
Nobody but nobody spoke like this to Paul Lahote.
He was silent.
"Paul, I accepted the imprint after you apologised for your fuck up!" I said gently.
"Why did you not tell me?" Paul questioned me.
"You never asked, why should it be up to me to tell you everything!" I answered slowly.
We were so close.
"So you accept it!" He asked again, this time smiling.
I just nodded smiling at him.
"Does this mean that you and I are together?" He asked me, there was so much hope, want and dare I say need in the look he gave me, I didn't the heart to hold back from him any longer.
"I'm yours Paul Lahote, as long as you want me, imprint be damned!" I said to him smiling.
"The imprint only pointed me in your direction, I've fallen for you little phoenix, in a big way Bella, you have so much fire in you, you burn me, when I look at you Bella, you set me aflame and I just want to burn with you babygirl!" Said Paul huskily, taking my hand and kissing it slowly.
"Paul, we go slow though, I meant what I said the other night, I'm not ready to jump into bed with you just yet!" I whispered, embarrassingly.
"You said that yet word again, there's hope for me yet, fuck there I go now!" Said Paul teasingly.
I hit him on the arm, then bolted up the stairs. I was on a mission.
"Bella, you can't hide from me!" Laughed Paul chasing after me.
"Ooh the big bad wolf's coming to get me, help!" I squealed laughing as well. I hid in my room.
He found me in seconds and proceeded to tickle me on the bed.
Suddenly he stopped and looked into my eyes.
"I'm going to kiss you now" was all he said to which I responded.
"Yes please!".
His lips met mine, gently, softly and oh so delicious. I opened my mouth and invited his tongue to come and play with mine, which it did readily. I moaned into his mouth as he did in mine. He was in top of me, holding me down with his weight yet the strange thing was, it was as if he weighed nothing, he was so gentle with me. He then adjusted himself slightly all the while still kissing me, my tummy felt funny, I was excited as well as slightly nervous, then I felt the hardness against my centre, fucking hell this guy is huge.
Ever so gently, Paul began to thrust against me, holding my hand and kissing me with a little more force, I won't lie to you, Paul clearly wanted me right here and now. I could feel my panties dampen with the way he thrust against me, the friction sending tingles where there had been none before. It was like I was soaring, Paul knew exactly what he was doing to me. This was his way if claiming me, without actually having sex. I was getting into it until we were rudely interrupted by a voice from downstairs.
"Bella, you home kiddo?".
Fucking hell, Charlie's home.
