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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"What?"
Paul laughed nervously when I caught him staring at me. We showed up to school late, of course. I watched as Paul flirted with the young, new secretary from the attendance office. He gave her some lame ass story about why we arrived late, but somehow she bought it and gave us passes so we wouldn't have to serve lunch detention.
On the one hand, I was impressed with his charming ways, but I was also a little disgusted too because I imagined him using his smarmy ways to get girls into bed. It seemed as though no one could resist Paul Lahote. And I was the worst one.
I gave Paul a playful shove as I waited for his answer. "Why do you keep staring at me?"
Paul smirked and pulled me close. "You're still glowing," he breathed into my hair. "And I can't stop thinking about this morning."
"Paul…" I sighed, pulling back to see his face. "We're at school. You need to calm down."
He chuckled lightly. "Keegan. There's no one around. The halls are empty and...I don't even care anyway." I gasped when he held the sides of my neck and used his thumbs to tilt my head up. When he pressed his lips to mine, I melted against him, feeling tingles when his tongue touched mine.
In that moment, I felt like everything I had ever wanted had come true. Paul wanted me. Me! I thought this day would never come. And as perfect as it should have been, there was still something, rather someone, nagging at me. Embry.
I knew he would be hurt by this, by me and somehow I didn't stop it. Heart clenching fear sent me hurdling back to reality. I broke off the kiss abruptly, shoving him against his locker a little harder than I had intended. His eyes snapped open and his mouth turned up in a playful smirk. "Are we doing this again? Fighting for dominance? Because you know how much I like it…"
Paul's voice trailed off as he swiftly lifted me into his arms, swung around, and pressed me against the same locker I had shoved him into. "Paul…" I weakly protested before he tried to kiss me again. "Wait."
I sighed as Paul held his mouth just above mine. "There's nobody here, Keegan. Just enjoy it."
I held his face in my hands and stopped him from kissing me again. "I have to ask you something."
Paul growled lowly, maintaining our position at the lockers, his hands gripping my ass and my legs wrapped around his waist. I squirmed when his mouth lowered to my neck and I felt his open mouth kisses leaving a blazing trail behind. "What's your question?" he mumbled between licks.
"I uhh…"I paused to swallow, suddenly foggy headed with his lips on my skin. "I wanted to know if you were gonna tell Embry why we were late."
Paul froze. I could feel him tense up under me. He released me slowly, placing me back on the floor, but still towering over me. He pressed one more small kiss to my lips and mumbled against my mouth. "I won't do that."
