Puppy love.

Chapter 06

I put on my bikini and my cover up. I slide my flip flops on. I changed in front of Paul. His eyes are so dark right now.

"Get dressed, baby." I whisper before walking out.

Embry stares at my body with his mouth open.

I roll my eyes and I see Paul come out. He is in swim drunks and no shirt. I hug him. He smiles and wraps his strong arms around my body.

"Let's go." Sam calls.

We walk out the door. I get in Paul's 2015 Dodge Viper. He drives off towards first beach.

I lay my blanket out. I'm the only female here. All the boys are cliff diving while I am catching some rays.

I feel a strong grip on my ankle. I open my eyes and see Victoria. He eyes full of these.

"DADDY!" I scream out and I scoot away from her. She covers my mouth.

"Victoria!" I hear Sam's voice book.

I then notice my cheek is bleeding. "In going to La Push, daddy." I kiss Sam's cheek. He stops me. He looks so happy I called hi daddy. I give him a hug and I walk off. He is wiping blood off.

Carlisle says it's fine and normal to bleed in the healing process. So, I am back at the beach in La Push. Paul is sitting beside me now. He is kissing mm the claw marks in my cheek.

"I'm sorry I hurt you." Paul whispers.

"It's okay." I stand up and take my cover up of. 

"Rose. What are you doing?" Paul asks huskily.

"Getting ready for a tan." I wink at him and lay on my stomach.

Paul smirks. He smacks my butt hard and takes off running to the water. Coward. I shake my head and I lay my head down and I close my eyes.

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"Rose, wake up so we can go home." Sam is shaking me awake.

I grumble a few profanities and I get up. I notice i am covered in sand. I need a shower. I get in Paul's car and his seats get sandy.

"He..... Hey you got sand on my seats baby." Paul exclaims.

I shrug and look out the window. Paul kisses my cheek and he drives us to my house. I go straight to the bathroom wth a set of pajamas.

I take a steamy hot shower and wash every grand of sand off my body before stepping out. I dry off and put this pajamas on.

. I go to the living room and sit beside Paul. "I feel better now that that sand is off of me."

"I'm glad. You were crabby in the car." Paul says slightly.

"I'm sorry." I mumble.

"It's alright. I'm not mad." Paul kisses my cheek before pulling me into his hold.