His Hermosa, Paul Lahote

5

It took every fibre of Paul's being not to stay with Alyssa in his arms forever, to never leave this little bubble they had built themselves. But he could hear Sam howling from the woods, Emily must have told him. He took a second longer to admire Alyssa, her eyelashes batting against her rosy cheeks as she dreamt of somewhere nice, he stroked a blonde hair out of her face and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. He layed his head on the pillow next to her as her eyes slowly opened, the crinkles at the corners of her eyes as she smiled at him melted his heart, her grin grew when he pulled her against his chest.
"hey" she smiled her hands going to stroke the short black hairs on his head backward.
"hey" he smiled equally as wide, resting his hand on her hip.
"thank you" she whispered, lowering her gaze to his chest as she drew small circles with her fingers.
"for what?" he asked confused but still smiling, if he could wake up next to this woman for the rest of his life he would die a happy man.
"for staying, I thought you would be gone when I woke up" she blushed when he took her chin in his hand and lifted her gaze to meet his, her heart melted when she saw his scruffy hair.
"I will never leave unless you tell me to, I will always be here for you, you can trust me" he knew if his brothers could hear him now they would be telling him how soft she had made him, but truthfully he loved how she made him better.
"I know" she whispered, before planting a kiss on Paul's head and wriggling out of his arms and standing up to go to the bathroom, Paul couldn't help but look at her long tan legs as she wore only an oversized shirt."try not to look in my panties drawer while your snooping around, perv" she whisper yelled before she turned her shower on. Paul chuckled as he stood and stretched, his bones cracked loudly as he leant from one side to another attempting to yawn quietly.

Alyssa embraced the cool of the water droplets as she stepped into her shower. She closed her eyes momentarily before washing herself, she could still feel Paul's hand on her hip, his lips on hers and his chest pressed against her head as she slept. She smiled at the memories before turning off the shower and stepping out. Alyssa reached over to the towel rack blindly, fumbling when her hand landed on the shelf rather than a towel. Her eyes widened as she looked around frantically for a towel, growling in frustration when all she could find was a hand towel. She sighed in relief when she remembered the shirt she had worn when she came in and looked to the ground to see a wet pile of cloth another growl left her lips as she trudged over to the tiny pink towel and wrapped it around herself it barely reached below her bum and only just reached all the way around her breasts.
"Paul" she whispered through the door, her hands pressed against the wood.
"yeah?" he asked sounding closer to the door than she thought.
"I need you to close your eyes" she rose her voice a little knowing he was just beyond the door.
"ummm okay" he said it more like a question than a statement.
She stepped out of the bathroom feeling almost naked and giggling when she saw Paul with his hand covering his eyes.
"can I open them yet?" he sounded like a child waiting for candy.
"yes Paul, why would I tell you to -" before she could finish her sarcastic comment Paul had uncovered his eyes and was gawking at her in the very minimal fabric. His mouth formed an o shape as he failed to see Alyssas shocked expression. He was too busy taking in the sight of her long legs, the way the towel hung in her hips and only just reached around her breasts, low enough to show some glorious cleava-
"PAUL!" she whisper yelled, pulling him out of his trance "close your fucking eyes!" he immediately did as he was told and even turned around feeling embarrassed and ashamed that he had gotten really turned on by that.

Alyssa was still in shock when she began pulling her clothes on, she wore black joggers and a sports bra, seen as she had art today she figured she needed to be prepared to get messy.
"now you can open your eyes" she emphasised teasingly, Paul slowly turned around his hands clasped in front of his crotch awkwardly.
"I'm so sorry for looking" his cheeks had gone a bright pink, looking at naked girls had never been such a big deal before let alone a girl in a towel, but jesus was she the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen.
"it was a simple misunderstanding, no harm no foul" she smiled, Paul, still embarrassed, of all the times for his teenage hormones to kick him in the gut, they chose when he was in his imprints bedroom. Paul was wondering how he would get rid of his problem without her noticing before she walked over to him and whispered in his ear.
"you can use the bathroom, I'll see you at school" she smirked and admittedly wiggled her bum more than necessary as she left her room. Paul couldn't help but wonder at the amazing woman he had imprinted on, she wasn't ashamed of anything, she understood what people were going through and always tried to help them, that's what Paul had learnt about her, he had also learnt that she had a body of a goddess so that was a definite plus.