Attraction

61.

"What is he doing here?" He growls. My eyes go to Paul and he stands his ground sending a death glare to Matt.

"And who are you?" Paul asks lowly, he never takes his eyes off Matt who turns his attention away from me and to Paul.

"Matt." He grits his teeth.

"Great, we can all get to know each other." Paul replies sarcastically but there is a darkness in his eyes and he doesn't crack a playful smile. He looks angry.

"Willow. I need to speak to you— Alone." I am about to say something but Paul interrupts before I can open my mouth.

"What? You leave your t-shirt here or somethin'?" Paul narrows his eyes to Matt.

"No." Matt responds in irritation.

"Well in that case, you have no business being here. Leave."

This is the most tense situation I've even been in and I hate this but I have no one to blame but myself, if I had just stayed single after Paul broke up with me I probably could have avoided this situation.

Matt looks applauded, he looks over at me as Paul continues to block him from coming inside.

"Willow, aren't you going to say something?" Matt stares at me looking surprised, I open my mouth to speak but I can't find my words so I take a gulp of air.

"Matt, I—"

"I think you need to leave, she doesn't have to say anything to you. Hasn't she already broken up with you?"

Now I know Paul is adding fuel to the fire but I can't blame him for being angry, I know I've caused this. Matt shoves him angrily but it doesn't do anything, Paul stands firm like stone as he gives Matt a hard glare. Matt clenches his jaw.

"You're going to regret this." He threatens

"Matt, just leave, okay?" My voice isn't as firm as I would like it to be but I don't know what else to say right now. Matt ignores me, of course he does.

"Are you deaf? She just told you to leave"

Matt gives him another hard glare before turning around and leaving the door. He waits until Matt is completely out of sight before closing the door and locking it behind him, he turns to face me and curls his lips inward to hold back a smirk. What could he possibly find humours about this situation? It could have gone horribly.

"So that was Matt." He sounds as if he finds this whole thing funny, like Matt was some sort of comedy show.

"Yes..." I mumble folding my arms over my chest.

"He looked like a shrimp. I was going to go home tonight but I can stay here tonight."

"What? You don't have to—" Hearing Paul say home is some place other than with me kind of hurts for some reason but I push the feelings down.

"I wasn't suggesting, I'm staying. The guy obviously doesn't know how to stay away from you..." He folds his arms over his bare chest casually as his eyes flicker toward the coffee pot.

"I'm hungry." He suddenly tells me.

"Oh. Okay, I can make you something." I tell him and go to open the fridge.

Paul's hands grab my waist making me turn around quickly.

"Oh!" I squeak as he effortlessly lifts me up onto the counter, how am I supposed to make us breakfast if he keeps playing around? A giggle leaves my lips as he places a kiss against my lips, he kisses down my neck before moving his head down between my thighs as he slides down my underwear and tosses them aside. His lips begin kissing my inner thighs while the hair on his head tickles them lightly, my breathing quickens as he continues this his mouth goes in between my thighs.