Fight For Love

Part 12

Paul pulled the sports car into the mall's parking lot and looked over at you with an enormous grin across his face. You chuckled and shook your head at the memories of your first trip to a mall together and the photo booth make-out session. Finding it hard to believe it was close to ten months since the two of you had met at the bar. You ran your hand across your belly. Your life had definitely changed for the better in some ways. Paul ran his hand down your thigh, pulling you from your thoughts.

"Why do I have a feeling that you're up to no good?" You asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Y/N. I was just thinking about our first shopping trip when I was trying to convince you to come home with me." He replied as he opened the driver's side door.

"That's not happening again!" You yelled, following behind him.

Paul turned around and flashed his knee-buckling smile at you. You held up your hand and shook your head, trying to stop him from grabbing you, but luck wasn't on your side. The singer grabbed your hips and pulled you close to him, the same cocky grin growing wider by the minute as he stared down at you like he had won the best prize in the world. You bit your lip, waiting to see what the man's next move would be. He leaned his head against yours, holding you tighter against him.

"Admit it, Y/N, you can't resist my charm," Paul whispered.

"Don't start something you can't finish, Mr. Stanley," you whispered back.

The singer groaned, giving you a chance to pull out of his grasp. You kissed his cheek and grabbed his hand, pulling him toward the doors. The two of you walked in and took in the crowd of people strolling around as the smells from the food court hit you. Your stomach growled loudly, causing Paul to chuckle beside you.

"It looks like the food court is the first stop. Anything you're in the mood for?" He asked as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

"Surprise me?" You replied as you wrapped your arm around his waist.

Paul nodded his head at you and scanned through the crowd of people, making your anxiety spike up. He moved his arm from your shoulder and laced his fingers. You took a deep breath and let the singer drag you through the crowds. You notice the singer nodding and smiling at shoppers that recognized him. A few minutes the singer led you to a small table far away from everywhere. You felt a wave of dizziness hit as you took a seat at the table, not sure if it was from the excitement of being out for the day or the lack of food and the baby.

"You okay?" Paul asked.

"It's just my first day really out and about since the accident. I think some food will do us all some good," you replied.

"No special request. So how about a little of everything?" The singer replied.

"Paul, there's like 15 places in here. You can't get food from every place. There's no way we can eat it all." You laughed.