Two days.

Two days is a long time not to speak to someone. Especially when that someone is your imprint and your fiancée and you live together.

When we returned from Tacoma and after a long, quiet car ride back to La Push, Rachel locked herself in our room and I was banished to the couch. It sucked. On top of that, we both had to go back to work and it was double patrols for me since Quil still hadn't shifted yet.

This morning, I came home after patrolling all night and all I wanted was to cuddle up to my girl and pass out but she was already up and ready for the day. I didn't even bother eating as I collapsed in our bed alone. I slept restlessly, constantly feeling for Rachel who still didn't want anything to do with me.

I felt like shit and looked like shit as I stumbled into the kitchen looking for food. It was already dark out when I found Rachel at the kitchen table, pouring over the contract and paperwork that the school had sent over for her to read and sign. She didn't even look up when I walked in and started rummaging through the pantry for some food.

"There's some leftover lasagna in the fridge."

My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when she finally spoke to me. "Thanks," I replied numbly, trying to hide my eagerness for her say something else to me.

I dished up a plate of food and placed it in the microwave to heat up. Cautiously, I approached her, placing my hands on the back of her chair and leaning over her slightly. "That's some serious paperwork. Damn, are you signing your life away or what?"

She shrugged. "I guess so. Lots of rules and regulations. All these things I need to do in order to graduate."

Nervously, I reached for her shoulders and began to knead out the stress building up there. At first, she tensed up feeling my touch, but then she relaxed into it, even tilting her head to the side and pointing to her neck. "That's good, Paul," she murmured softly.

I felt even braver than I did a few minutes ago, so I massaged her neck gently and lowered my mouth to ear. "Does that feel any better?"

The microwave beeped and Rachel jumped a little. I dragged my lips around the shell of her ear and hummed. "I think you're food's ready," she whispered.

I growled a little as I moved toward the microwave and removed my plate.

"Hello?"

Rebecca appeared in the kitchen doorway with her hand over her eyes. "You guys decent?"

Obviously Rachel hadn't told her twin that we weren't speaking, let alone getting naked together. "Come in, Becca. We're dressed," she laughed.

"Unfortunately," I grumbled as Rebecca gave her twin a curious look.

"Are you guys okay?"

"Of course we are," Rachel replied quickly. "What brings you by?"

Rachel gathered up her paperwork and motioned for Becca to join her at the table. "I was wondering what we have planned for tonight?" Rebecca asked hopefully.

"Tonight?" Rachel echoed.

"New Year's eve? Does that ring any bells?"

Rachel sighed. "Yeah, I don't know. Paul just woke up and I'm buried in this paperwork. We haven't even had a chance to talk."

"Oh...well I was thinking house party...here. What do you guys think?"

I hated the idea. Rachel was just finally warming up to me again and I could use the alone time to get her back. Although... Rachel gets pretty horny when she drinks, so...

"Paul!"

I was brought out of my thoughts by both sisters shouting at me. "Sorry I missed that. What were you saying?"

"It's your house. What do you want to do tonight?"

Have you leave so I can have lots of much needed makeup sex with my fiancèe.

The smirk on my face and look in my eye must have given me away because Rebecca rolled her eyes and Rachel blushed. "Besides that! So...can we have the party here?" Rebecca demanded.

"What's the big deal, Becca? Why are you pushing this so hard?"

Rebecca stared down at her hands and sighed. "I'm going back to Hawaii tomorrow."

I stood leaning against the counter, eating my lasagna as Rachel grilled her twin about her future plans. "You're going back to your husband?" Rachel demanded.

"No," Rebecca scoffed. "But I have to make some decisions about my future. And I can't keep avoiding Solomon. He keeps calling and begging me to come home and talk. And realistically, even if I decide to stay here in La Push, I need to deal with my business and formally end my marriage."

"What's Embry think about all this?" Rachel asked quietly.

Rebecca sighed sadly. "He's upset. He doesn't want me to go. He thinks I'm doing this to give my marriage another shot."

"Are you?" I asked.

The sisters both looked over at me and I wished I hadn't said anything. "I don't want to," Rebecca replied. "I'm still hurt and betrayed. And I can't imagine us ever getting back what we once had. And I also can't imagine my life without Embry in it. It's crazy, but he's everything to me now."

"So...don't you think you should spend your last night with him instead of at house party?" Rachel asked honestly.

Rebecca raked her hands through her hair and sighed. "That's what Embry wants. But I know he'll talk me into staying so I don't wanna be alone with him, but I want to be with him. Does that make sense?"

Rachel nodded. "I totally get it. I have no problem with throwing a party if it's okay with Paul."

I finished off my food and washed my plate as the twins glanced my way. "It's totally up to Rach. I'm fine with anything she wants." I approached her and pressed a lingering kiss to her temple.

As I stood next to Rachel, my fingers brushed the back of her head, flirting with the soft hairs on the nape of her neck. I felt like I could get away with this because we are under Rebecca's watchful eye and for some reason, Rachel didn't seem to want her to know we've been fighting.

Rebecca eyed me suspiciously. "What did you do wrong? You're being way too nice."

I scoffed loudly. "I'm always nice to Rachel. What kind of question is that?"

"We had a little fight," Rachel announced suddenly.

Rebecca smiled and nodded. "Oh I see," she replied. "Well you two need to get over it because we're having a party in a few hours and I'm not having your fight bring everybody down tonight."

Rebecca stood up and pulled Rachel from her chair. She pushed us both out of the kitchen and into the living room. "Both of you go shower...together...to save water and time," she explained when I gave her a questioning look. "I'm headed out to buy all the party supplies, so you can be as loud as you want."

Neither one of us had time to argue with her because after she ordered us to shower, she breezed right out the front door. I glanced nervously at Rachel as she shifted from one foot to the other. "You wanna..." she began.

"Up to you," I replied nervously.

She shrugged. "Go ahead. You get done quicker than me anyway."

My shoulders slumped in defeat. "Okay," I murmured, in no mood to fight with Rachel any more. I was disappointed but not surprised that she didn't want to be that close to me.

But it still hurt.

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As I stood in the shower soaping myself, I just felt irritated and angry and sexually frustrated. Normally two days wouldn't have been that big of a deal but ever since the second time Rachel and I had had sex, my wolf was as needy as ever. And right now, my erection was harder than ever.

I tried to ignore it and it pissed me off that I was even considering getting myself off when I had a gorgeous imprint who knew exactly what I liked and exactly how to drive me wild. I sighed loudly and turned the water to full-blast cold. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to let the icy water calm me down.

"How much longer are you gonna be?"

I opened my eyes to find Rachel peeking at me from behind the half open curtain. I swiped the water away from my eyes and frowned. "Almost done."

I turned the change the water temperature back to warm and froze when I felt her step in behind me. I swung back around and stared down at her. I turned sideways and allowed the water to spray her. She stepped closer, closing her eyes and allowing the water to cover her completely.

My eyes raked over her wet, naked body and my once fading hard-on was back and harder than ever. I balled my fists up in an effort not to touch her. She pushed her wet hair from her eyes and looked up at me and then her eyes lowered to my crotch. When she caught sight of how hard I was, she swallowed thickly and glanced away.

"Sorry," was all I could think to say. "Should I leave?"

She turned her back to me and pumped some shampoo into her hands. "You can stay," she murmured softly as she began to lather up her hair. "Wanna wash my back?" she suggested from over her shoulder.

I tried to hold back a moan and said nothing as I soaped up a sponge and started using it to rub her back. I stepped as close to her as I could without poking her in the back. I gathered her hair in one hand and washed her neck with the other. I instinctively leaned forward, needing to be closer to my girl.

"You're poking me," Rachel teased lightly as she pulled away from me.

My wolf whined from the loss of contact. I leaned forward, pressing my mouth to her ear. "It's all your fault."

She tilted her head toward the sound of my voice and hummed. "It's not my fault. I didn't do anything."

She bent over in front of me and I couldn't take it anymore. I gripped her hips roughly and heard her gasp when I pulled her back flush to my chest. "Paul," she moaned when I began dragging my teeth back and forth across her shoulder.

I slid my hands up to her breasts and cupped them before squeezing her nipples between my fingers. Her head dropped back against my shoulder as I began sucking a deep hickey into the crook of her neck. I felt her nails digging into the front of my thighs and I released my mouth from her neck as my head fell back and I called her name.

She squirmed out of my hold and turned to face me, stepping back to lean against the wall behind her. When I reached out to touch her, she swatted my hands back and smirked. "No touching," she ordered as she lifted her own hands to her breasts and gripped them roughly.

I placed my hands on the wall behind her and leaned as far forward as I could without touching her. "I could do that for you," I offered breathlessly.

She laughed. I ached when she glanced down at my throbbing arousal. Her eyes flicked back up to mine and she smiled softly. "Is this for me?"

"Just you, Rachel. Pablo only wants you. Don't you know that by now?" I practically whined, hating how needy I was. I was so close to exploding and all she did was look at me.

She locked her eyes on me and sighed. "I can't stand thinking about you touching anyone else," she whispered as her hand drifted down to grip me.

"It'll never happen again," I swore, gasping as her hand slid up and down my length. "I don't need anyone but my girl."

"Am I gonna see you flirting with anyone in school next week?"

I shook my head quickly as her strokes sped up. "Never," was all I could manage to squeak out.

"Do you want me?" she sighed softly. My eyes snapped open to find her sweet face gazing up at me, eyes dark with want, her hair wet, wavy and splayed over her neck and shoulders.

I nodded quickly. "I wish I could touch you," I murmured as I leaned in closer, my lips just a breath away from her ear.

Rachel released her grip on me and I groaned in response. "I guess I've punished you enough," she gasped before tilting her head toward mine.

My lips caught hers as I kissed her in a panicked frenzy. I lowered my hands to her thighs, curled them underneath and lifted her quickly. I swirled my tongue around hers and when she dragged her nails over my shoulders, I entered her swiftly.

We both broke away from the kiss to gasp in satisfaction after not touching each other for so long. I thrust up into her quickly, trying to maintain control after getting so worked up from her teasing. I sucked in a few deep breaths and slowed my strokes, pulling out almost completely before sinking back in at the most languid pace.

Rachel's eyes fluttered open and she growled at my slow pace. "Paul, please."

"Please?" I echoed, pressing her body between me and the wall as my hands held her jaw and tipped her gaze to meet mine. "Please what?"

She nibbled her lip in the most shy and sexy way. "Paul..."

"Tell me," I urged as I slid my hands under her again, lifting her higher above me, withholding myself from the warmth that my body craved so badly.

Rachel panted quickly, gasping for air. "I want you, Paul...I need you, Paul...I love...the way you touch me." She buried her hands in my hair and pulled my mouth to hers. "I love you."

I pressed my lips to hers and lifted her completely, turning us back under the warm spray. Rachel tipped her head back and I watched the water cascade over her face, down her breasts, and pool between us where our bodies joined. I lifted my hips and ground against her faster and faster until she dug her nails into my shoulders. When she clenched all around me, I nearly collapsed. "I love you," I gasped as my climax took hold, causing us both to shudder.

I let her body slide down mine as I pulled out of her, loving the satisfied smile on her face. I pushed the wet strands of hair away from her neck as I brushed my fingers over the purple mark I left there. "Sorry," I murmured before kissing it softly.

Rachel pressed her cheek to mine, as her hands encircled my waist. "I think we got time for one more before Rebecca comes back," she murmured teasingly.

I pulled back and looked into her eyes. "You read my mind, baby."

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"Mrs. Gordon is is so fucking mean. She suspended me last year for letting my shorts sag too low. Can you believe that?" Jared groused.

"Mr. West is such a hard ass, too. He'll give you a week of detentions if you come into his class late. Even if it's only a minute of two," Embry added before shoving a tortilla chip in his mouth.

"And make sure you don't eat in his class," I said sarcastically. "He'll have your ass for that too."

Rachel laughed as she approached me from behind the couch. She handed me a glass and I sipped it before setting it on the coffee table. "Am I missing an important conversation about which teachers I should try and avoid next week?"

"They're all jerks," Quil grumbled as I gave Jared a look. Rachel had taken it upon herself to invite Quil and Seth too. We knew it was risky and we had to watch what we said, but we agreed that keeping an eye on both of them wasn't a bad idea. We just hoped Sam wouldn't find out because he'd have all our asses.

"The teachers aren't the problem," I replied, reaching behind me to slide my hand around Rachel as I dragged her over the back of the couch and into my waiting lap. "It's the students you have to watch out for."

I smiled as Rachel snuggled up in my arms and kissed my neck softly. She handed me the drink she made me and replied, "I think you're right. I've already been warned about this guy named Paul...Paul Lahote, I think. I hear he's a real hothead."

"And likes to pick fights," Jacob chuckled.

"And flirts like no tomorrow," Kim added.

"And is super disruptive in class," Quil laughed.

"And rolls in late to all his classes," Jared smirked.

I glanced around the room and shook my head. I kicked the chair next to me and raised my brows at Embry and Rebecca who had been making out for most of the party. "Don't you have anything to add?" I goaded.

"What?" Embry replied as he lazily raised his head and Rebecca latched onto his neck.

"Leave them alone," Rachel suggested softly as she pushed her fingers through my hair.

"You could have at least invited some girls for us single guys," Quil grumbled. "This is nothing like that party last year."

"What happened last year?" Rebecca inquired as Embry kissed his way down her arm.

"Nobody wants to hear about that," Embry said, shooting Quil a warning glance.

"Oh come on, Embry. Don't you wanna tell Rebecca about the guy Rachel throat punched?" Jared teased, giving Rachel and I a knowing look.

"Rachel!" Rebecca scolded. "What would dad say?"

Rachel shrugged. "I think he would've been proud of me for kneeing the guy in the nuts when he tried to kiss my neck."

Embry winced. "Been there, done that."

Rebecca leaned back and took Embry's chin in her hand. "You tried to kiss my sister?"

Embry blinked quickly and gulped loudly. "Who wants a shot?" I interjected before all hell broke loose.

Jared cheered and jumped up to grab the liquor while Jacob carried the shot glasses. "Group shot?" Kim suggested.

"Plain Coke for Seth," I huffed as he glared at me.

The phone rang and his whole face lit up. "That's for me!" Seth announced, grabbing the cordless and dashing for the front door.

Quil gave me a strange look. "He's been waiting for my sister to call," I explained. "They're friends."

"They're dating," Rachel corrected as I glared at her.

Jared and Jacob lined up the shots as everyone gathered around the table. Rachel slid her hand under my chin and smiled up at me. "It's been a hell of a year, huh?"

"I think next year will be even better," I murmured.

"Oh yeah?" she replied, tilting her head in that adorable way of hers.

I held her engagement ring adorned hand up and kissed her fingers softly. "Definitely."

My lips descended on hers as our friends made a toast to say goodbye to 2006 and hello to 2007. Rachel opened her mouth and deepened the kiss. Here's to no more drama.

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A/N: sorry these updates have been slower than usual. I've got a new story I've been working on and I've been blocked on this one. There will definitely be some good chapters coming up about Rachel working at the school. Then we'll have to see how much story there is left to tell...

As always, love the comments and thanks for the votes!