"

This song is terrible...please change it."

I snapped the radio off and sighed, "Let's talk instead."

Paul turned the radio back on and scowled.  “Let’s not talk. Talking is overrated.”

“Chicken shit.” I snapped the radio off and he turned it right back on.  

We did that three more times before I finally pulled the button off and made sure he saw me tuck it into my bra.  I scooted away from him, well as far as the passenger door would allow me to.

“That’s not gonna keep me from getting that knob,” he declared confidently.

“I think it will.”

“The hell it will.”  I clung to the door handle as Paul skidded to a stop on the shoulder of the highway, threw the gear shifter into park and set his sights on me.  “Now what?”

When I began to pull on the door handle, he hit the automatic lock and reached over, easily dragging me across his lap, even with the console between us.  He released his seat, forcing it back as far as it would go. I tried not to react to his strength and his forcefulness, however playful it was.  

Paul seemed different now.  It wasn’t just the muscles and the extra inches in height he had grown these past months.  No, there was something about him.  He seemed to ooze confidence and sex.  It had me intrigued. Was there really another girl in his life? Had she brought out this other side of him or did his new physique bring about the change? Surely women had to be noticing his swagger.  He had always been cocky, but even more so now. That boy I met last summer was long gone. Had he just grown and matured into this...sex on a stick that was now gazing down at me like I was his next meal.  I meant it when we were back in Tacoma and I said he was yummy. Everything about him now was appetizing to me, even more so than before.

Distance had made my heart grow fonder...and my body hornier. 

I watched his eyes as he scanned my body, pretending he didn't know where I had hidden that knob. I chuckled when I considered whether or not he would have the nerve to reach into my bra to retrieve it.

I gasped when he slid his warm hand under my sweater, smoothing his hand over the trembling skin of my belly.  His hand traveled up slowly, tiptoeing to the bottom edge of my bra. "You seriously pulled your car over just to get back a knob?" I asked, trying to distract him.

"Hell yeah I did.  What would Jacob say if he found out you had damaged my baby this way?"

I scoffed.  "This…" I paused to gesture to his vehicle.  "Is your baby?"

He kept his fingers under my sweater, dragging them along the underside of my breasts, dipping below the underwire of my bra.  I didn't stop him. "Well she has a name," he announced. 

"Oh?"

"I'm not telling you.  I told you about Pablo and I never heard the end of it.  Embry still asks me who that is," he grumbled playfully.

I wiggled my ass at the mention of Pablo.  Paul groaned in response. "Leave Pablo alone.  He's mad at you for leaving him lonely for the last four months."

I sighed, "I'm sure he found someone else to entertain him."  There, I asked him. This is his opening.

Paul immediately tensed up.  "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Come on, Paul.  There hasn't been anyone else?"

I held my breath as I waited for him to respond.  His jaw clenched. "No one worth mentioning."

My heart sank.  "Really? But there was someone?"

He pulled me closer as he rolled his eyes.  "You don't wanna hear this…"

"I do," I replied a little too eagerly.  "So you've been dating?"

He scowled and turned up his nose in response.  "I don't date."

"What does that mean?"

“I don’t date.  Like, I don’t go on dates.”

I nodded slowly.  “Oh...so you just hook up with random girls.”

“No,” he replied angrily.  “Me and my friends go to parties and bonfires and the movies and sometimes girls are there.  That’s what I meant.”

I nodded again, feeling relief wash over me.  Then my curiosity started nagging at my brain.  “So you haven’t had sex with anyone since…”

“Oh, Jesus, Rachel.  Are you seriously asking me this?”  He pulled his hands away from my skin and I immediately felt the chill in their absence.

“I’m sorry.  It’s just been bugging me, the way you’ve been acting.”

“How the fuck am I acting?” he demanded as he raked his fingers through his hair.

“Sexual...confident...like, completely different than you did last summer.”

Paul lowered his head and furrowed his brow.  “I only act this way around you,” he whispered.  “I’m also acting needy and pathetic because it’s been four months since I've felt your body and I want you so bad I can’t help myself.”

My chest tightened when I felt his vulnerability.  I also cringed at my behavior. I just couldn’t leave it alone.  I slid my hand under his chin and forced him to look at me. “I’ve missed you too.  And I love the way you are with me.  I’m sorry for making you feel…”

Paul cut me off when he crushed his lips to mine.  When he sucked my lower lip into his mouth, I drew in a sharp breath.  I slipped my tongue over his teeth and he released my lip. I felt his tongue slide under mine.  God, that drove me crazy.

I felt all the passion he’d been saving just for me.  I smiled against his mouth when I realized that he’s all I could ever want...or need.

~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~

“It sure would be nice to listen to some music right about now,” Paul declared with smirk.

I laughed as I reached for his hand and intertwined my fingers with his.  “What’s wrong with talking?”

He brought my hand to his lips and kissed my fingertips gently.  “Talking...gets us into trouble, babe.”

I watched him press his mouth to the back of my hand and I grinned.  “That mouth of yours gets us into more trouble than talking does.”

He tipped his head back and laughed that laugh that made me feel so warm and forced me to join him.  I leaned toward him, pulling his hand under my sweater and using my other hand to yank on my bra and release the knob.  He caught it in his hand and I noticed his gaze lowering to my bare stomach. “Eyes on the road, Lahote.”

He laughed again and replaced the radio knob, but he didn’t turn it on.  “You wanted to talk, so let’s talk.” He paused for a beat and then continued, “I wanna hear about your love life.”

“Me?” I scoffed.  “I’m basically a nun with my three jobs and school.  I don’t have time to even meet anyone.”

“Are the guys at the pizza place normally so aggressive with you?”  I felt him tense up so I wrapped my arms around his bicep and gave him a reassuring squeeze.

“Those were high school boys, normally it’s all college kids.  They can conduct themselves a little better than that.”

Paul nodded and inhaled deeply.  “So no dates for you either than?”

“No...not really.”

“Not really?” he echoed.  “What aren’t you telling me?”

I shrugged and crinkled my nose a little.  “I just had a little problem with this guy I was tutoring.”

“Ok?” he replied nervously.

“He was fine at first, but then he kissed me during one of our sessions.  I told him I wasn’t interested and he acted like he understood, but then…”

“Did he hurt you?” Paul asked with his jaw tight and his voice calm.

“No!” I reassured him quickly. “He just scared me because he wouldn’t stop calling me.  I gave his name to the campus security and they sat him down and talked to him. After that, he stopped calling and following me around.”

Paul gripped the steering wheel tightly as his breathing sped up.  “What’s his name?”

“It’s over now.  He won’t bother me anymore.  Don’t worry, Paul.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

I lowered my head, hating what I was about to say.  “You wouldn’t take my calls.”

Paul pulled his arm from my grasp.  I noticed we were nearly home. He pulled up to my dad’s house and got out of the car quickly.  He removed my bags from the back and brought them to the ramp. “Paul…”

He swung around quickly and threw his arms around me.  He buried his face in my neck and whispered against my skin.  “I’m so sorry, Rachel. I was selfish and stupid.”

“Rachel?”

I detangled myself from Paul’s grip and peered around his shoulder.  “Rebecca?”

~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~

“I can’t believe all my kids are under my roof.  This is the best belated Christmas present ever,” my father declared happily once we had all greeted each other.

Jacob seemed happy to see me, but something was off between him and Paul.  I knew they had spent lots of time together working on the Bronco, so I wondered what was up. I made a mental note to ask Paul about it once we were alone.

I noticed Paul leaning against the door, looking a little out of place.  He seemed to be watching my interactions with my twin, which made me wonder how he felt about seeing two of me.  Of course, I didn’t think we looked alike and I never really did, but I knew that most people outside of family couldn’t tell us apart.

“So, Rachel, I took over our room since you were gone, but I can take the couch tonight,” Rebecca offered politely.  When we were kids, we shared that room and even had bunk beds at one point. But after Rebecca married Solomon and moved to Hawaii, the room became mine.

Before I could respond, Paul replied,  “Rachel can stay at my house.”

Everyone stared at him and he suddenly looked embarrassed at his eagerness.  I, on the other hand, thought it was adorable.

“That’s a nice offer, Paul,” my father commented while reaching for Paul’s hand and giving him a firm handshake.  “And a great idea. Rachel will still be close enough that we can spend lots of time together. How about we have a big family breakfast in the morning? Sound good, Rachel?”

I sighed and nodded.  My father seemed a little too happy to pawn me off on Paul for the night.  Maybe if I hadn’t been so eager to be alone with him, I might have protested, but who am I kidding?  Suddenly, La Push didn’t feel like home without Paul.  

I crossed the room and moved to stand beside him.  When Paul slid his hand into mine, I let him and I beamed proudly.  My father noticed and gave me a knowing look. I rolled my eyes and shook my head.  I didn’t want to admit how much I cared for him, but damn, it was getting too hard to deny. 
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