PAUL...
"Please."
That's all he had to say. I was powerless to stop when that sweet word came rolling off his tongue. There was just something about Paul Lahote and that sexy voice of his that I just couldn't shake. I didn't know how to tell him...
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"So...Embry. Do you even have your license yet?"
I glanced at Paul and shot him a dirty look. Embry pulled his hand from mine and I immediately missed it. When Embry slipped his arm around my shoulder and squeezed me gently, I smiled widely. "Of course, I have my license, Paul. I'm not that much younger than you and Keegan. The only reason I'm not a junior like you guys is because I missed the cut-off."
My hand drifted over to Embry's knee and rubbed it softly. "Embry's really smart too. He may as well be a junior, because he's taking 11th grade courses. We have U.S. History together," I informed Paul smugly, finding it easy to stick up for Embry.
Paul stared straight ahead and clenched his jaw. "How wonderful for him."
We pulled up to my house and I glanced between the two boys. "Thanks for the ride, Paul."
Embry opened the door and slid out of the passenger seat. He reached for my hand as Paul curled his fingers around my upper arm. I glanced at Paul, my brows furrowed in confusion. "What are you doing?"
He released his grip on me, leaned in close to me and grabbed my bag from the back seat. "Don't forget this," he replied softly, as his mouth brushed past my hair.
I swallowed thickly, peering up at him and waiting for I don't know what. What the hell did I want from him? He knew I'd be spending time with Embry and he would surely be jealous. Was that enough? Did I just want him to suffer? I wasn't even sure any more.
Paul handed me my bag and gave me a sad smile. "Have fun," he muttered, his perfect lips forming an adorable pout.
"We will," I replied cheekily. I turned to Embry, his face etched with concern as he glanced between Paul and I. I turned back to Paul when I felt him tugging on my bag.
He hooked his arm around my neck, pulling me close and whispering, "Be careful...and call me if you need anything."
I shrugged Paul's arm off and sighed. "I'll be fine. I guess...I'll see you tomorrow?"
Paul's face brightened a little. "I'll pick you up for school in the morning."
I nodded and slid down into Embry's waiting arms. He stumbled back a bit and we both chuckled before walking up the driveway and into my house. "Do you want a tour?" I asked as I let myself into the house with my key.
"Can I see your room? he asked softly as he pressed his hand to my lower back and followed me inside.
When we walked into my room, I kicked a few dirty clothes under the bed and chuckled nervously. Embry closed the door and leaned against it as I sat on the rug in the center of my room. I patted the floor next to me and raised my eyebrows expectantly. "Wanna join me?"
He furrowed his brow a bit and shook his head. "I'm not sure if I'm staying."
I sighed and crossed my arms over my chest, already feeling defensive. "Is this about Paul?"
