Luna

Chapter 8

Luna POV

I giggled at the faces Paul was making for Prim. We were currently at my house babysitting Prim, so that Mum and Dad could have some time off. I wanted to ask Bella, but I changed my mind immediately. To be completely honest, in the beginning I thought that inviting Paul over would be a big mistake, but my parents took it well, and welcomed him with open arms. But me telling them that he was my mate was a different story.

I suddenly heard baby giggle and laughed when I saw blow raspberries on her tummy. "Paul careful, she just ate."

"Aww, we'll be fine," Paul said as he bounced Prim on his legs. "Besides, she ate twenty minutes ago."

I looked at the clock and gasped. "Has it already been an hour since my parents left?"

Paul hummed in response. Damn, where did the time go? Probably with me feeding and burping Prim, then watching Paul play with her.

"Still can't believe you are good with babies," I muttered under my breath.

"Still can't believe your sister is nineteen years younger than you," Paul replied.

I snorted. "Yeah, well that's what happens when your parents go at it like bunnies when you're at school. Besides, my friends from New York have siblings with a larger age gap."

Paul looked at me shocked, "Seriously?"

I nodded.

He looked so shocked I quickly took a picture and sent it to Izzy with the words 'My mate'. I immediately got a response from her with a voice message. I opened it and almost dropped my phone at her loud 'WHAT?!'

I guess Izzy's voice scared Prim because she immediately started crying. "Oh, I'm sorry Prim." I took her from Paul's hands and bounced her lightly in my arms for a good ten minutes before she fell asleep.

Sighing in relief, I gently placed a kiss on her forehead before putting her into her baby basket and covered her tiny legs. I had no idea how long I stood there and admired her, but within a few minutes, I felt two large arms wrap around my waist and pull me close against the hot body of my mate.... about which he still didn't know.

"You are amazing," Paul whispered into my ear. His hot breath made me feel warm and tingly, as sparks erupted through my entire body. "Where have you been all my life? Why couldn't you move to Forks sooner?"

"Because then I wouldn't be able to make a dramatic entrance for you," I answered as I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck.

My eyes started into his chocolate brown eyes. I swear I could drown in them if I looked into them for too long. I traced his jaw with my finger as he rubbed his hands on my lower back. I don't know why, but that really calmed me and my thoughts.

"What are you thinking about, Cutie?" Paul asked as I moved my hands to his muscular arms. "Hmm?"

"A lot of things," I answered.

"Like what?"

I stared at his chest. "Like how we met. I wish it was under different circumstances and a different time but what happened, has happened."

"And I wouldn't wish it any other way," Paul added, "except I wish that I didn't scare you. Me and Jake must have scared you and Swan quite a bit."

I wanted to tell him that he didn't, but he couldn't know now, so I just nodded.

"Hey," he gently grabbed my jaw and made me look into his eyes. "Stop thinking about what happened. What matters is that we are together now, and that we're safe."

I blinked a few times before snorting. "Actually, we're not together."

"What?" Paul's face suddenly resembled a broken puppy. "What do you mean we're not together?"

"You haven't asked on a date or to be your girlfriend, so, we're not together."

Paul silently cursed at himself, making me giggle. Seriously, one minute he is a hot-steamy guy and the next he is a broken-child that has been denied candy.

"Alright then," he said, and suddenly he got down on one knee.

"Woah! Woah! Woah! What are you doing?" I asked full of panic. He should not be on kneeling like that in-front of me. What if my parents walk in?

"Calm down will you, I'm trying to ask you on a date," Paul said making me somewhat relieved. "So, Luna will you go on a date with me and be my girlfriend?"

"Hmm," I replied and pretended to be thinking by tapping my finger against my chin. "Wow, this is a hard decision. I mean we have known each other only for a week."

"So? Since that day we have texted back and forth, and I already met your parents who approve of me," Paul responded. "Please Luna. I really want to be with you. Not being with you hurts me so much, that it suffocates me from inside. I can't breathe or think properly when I'm not with you."

"You really are weird, my werewolf man," I said before planting a soft kiss on his cheek. "And yes, I agree to both."