Title: Home
Genre: Romance?
Rating: T
Pairing: Bella/Paul
Words: 654
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

Prompt: Same pic of the guy in the kitchen as the last drabble.

AN: I apologize for the complete lack of smut this week, despite the tantalizing picture prompt. It's apparently very hard for me to write anything of that nature while sharing a 2-bedroom condo with my hubby and four kids. :/

And before you ask, this will eventually be a longer story.

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Home

She stopped in the doorway and stared, completely mesmerized by the sight before her. Standing in her state-of-the-art dream kitchen was her state-of-the-art dream guy. He fit in with the earth tones and stained wood like an extension of their natural beauty.

When Bella finally returned home to Forks at age twenty-five, she had no idea she would be leaving with unexpected company. She and Charlie had never been especially close, and while she had turned down his invitations to visit the past few years since she moved to Florida, she couldn't exactly turn down the invitation to his wedding.

So she took a week's vacation from her job as a school teacher and hopped a plane to Seattle. She rented a car and a hotel room, because there was no way on earth she was staying with her new step-family that she had never met. That was a bit much for an only child to take in at once.

Bella was overwhelmed by the sheer number of people she met at the wedding—it seemed as though the entire Quileute tribe turned out for the ceremony. They were all eager to meet Charlie's long lost daughter.

At one point she found herself surrounded by a large group of very large men, along with her new step-sister and step-brother. Seth put her at ease with one friendly smile and an extremely warm hug. She also felt comfortable with Leah's husband, Jake, even though he was easily the largest of the giant men at close to seven feet tall.

She didn't remember the names of the other men, or their spouses, but she would never forget the first moment she laid eyes on Paul. His face was already set in a sexy smirk when he turned her way, but one look at her made his jaw drop and his eyes glaze over in wonder. It was huge boost to her ego.

He led her to the dance floor where their hands got more daring and their bodies pulsed with sexual tension. As soon as her father left with his new bride, she and Paul slipped out the back door where he directed her to his place.

They spent an amazing night together, fucking in every room of his house as she learned just how talented he was in bed, or the shower, or up against the wall. It was an unforgettable time, but she knew it was a one-time thing. She had to leave for Florida the next morning after all.

Paul was still sleeping when she slipped out of his bed and into her rental car. She didn't even get it started before the door was wrenched open and his face filled her vision. "Where do you think you're going?"

She was ready to run when he sat her down and told her about shapeshifters and vampires, but when he dropped his shorts and morphed into a giant wolf it was pretty hard to argue. Bella didn't really know what to think about a mystical soul mate connection, but she couldn't very well deny her attraction for the tall, handsome Quileute.

Paul asked to fly home with her and give her the chance to get to know him away from the pack that overwhelmed her. He'd been there a week so far, and both were enjoying the veritable honeymoon they were on.

"You gonna stand there all day and stare at my ass, or you gonna help me with breakfast?" His voice pulled her from her musing and she walked toward his open arms. Bella had lived all over the country, from Washington, to California, to Arizona, and now Florida, but nowhere on earth felt like home the way that Paul did.

Looking up into his contented smile, she knew her answer. "Yes, Paul," she whispered before raising up to kiss his waiting lips. "I'll come home with you. I'll come back to Washington."