Chapter 36
Once we arrived at the house, Paul pushed the bike back in the shed and I watched as his eyes scanned over the other bikes that were lined up beside each other. It was a beautiful sight, now a thin layer of dust coated the seats and the handlebars held cobwebs that had been formed over the months.
"It's pretty cool, ay?" I asked, leaning my shoulder against the door of the shed. He glanced over his shoulder at me and lifted his lips into a grin.
"This is unreal. I'm pretty sure we are in Jake's heaven." I let out a laugh and approached him.
"They're a bit dusty"
"We're back" I called walking into the kitchen, my fingers intertwined with Paul's.
"Oh good, get ready and wear something nice, please" she asked, pulling out a white table cloth from a drawer and placing it on the table.
"OK, we are going to have a shower," Paul squeezed my hand and I realised what I said, "I mean I am going to have a shower and than him."
"I need your help setting the table, Kira, so let him have a shower and get ready first and then you can go in" she suggested firmly, but with her tone it wasn't a suggestion but order. I sighed and nodded. My mum nodded and turned around to the chopping board, cutting some vegetables.
Paul quickly pecked my lips before leaving down the hallway hastily. I walked over to the drawers containing the utensils and moved them to the table. I set the table for three people. Mum, Paul and myself.
"What did you guys do today?" My mum asked as I placed the last cup down.
"We went to the skate park with Will and a few of some friends" I said.
"That sounds like fun," she said. "Did you see any other friends?"
"Yeah. I caught up with Dustin," I said, frowning while I also remember Janice kissing Paul. "I need to get ready".
"Wear something nice please!" I rolled my eyes and jogged up the stairs skipping two. When I reached my room I heard the water running, meaning Paul was still in the shower. I opened up my duffle bag and pulled out my undergarments. I then rummaged through my other clothes and ended up pulling out my leather pants and white, sleeveless, button up blouse. I decided on combat boots as my shoe choice. I finished by laying out my clothes out and jumped onto my bed and played Candy Crush.
Shortly afterwards Paul walked out with his towel hanging dangerously low on his hips. He walked up to the bed and leaned forward and left a soft, lingering kiss to my lips. He nuzzled his head into my neck. I laughed when his hair made contact with the back of my neck.
"Paul! Your hair is wet" he pulled away and smirked running his hand through his hair and shaking it. Damn he looked sexy doing that. He knelt down to his duffle bag and rummaged through it trying to find something. I watched as his back muscles contracted with every movement he made. I blushed and looked away realising I'd been staring for too long.
"What's up with you?" He asked looking over his shoulder at me and smirked.
"Just admiring the view" I blurted and then clasped my hand over my mouth and gasped. I can not believe I just that. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks instantly. He smirked and shook his head chuckling. He leant over and hovered above me.
"I see, so you're admiring my muscular body" he whispered huskily in my ear. I blushed and narrowed my eyes at him. "And, you know, I do feel your nails when you co-"
"PAUL!" I gasp covering my ears. "Urgh! You're such a boy!"
"Thank you, I'm flattered and you know I feel it" he smirked, tickling my waist. I laughed and wriggled attempting to swat his hands away from my waist. He took both wrists in one hand and nuzzled his head in my neck to keep me from moving around.
"Paul! Stop! I can't...breath!" I laughed. I heard his deep chuckle echo through my ear. "Kiss me". He stopped and looked at me skeptically then smirked. I stared back up at him shyly.
"You're very forward," he smirked. "And dirty". I narrowed my eyes at him and shook my head looking away from him.
"Am not".
"Are too".
"Fine, talk dirty to me" I teased looking back at him and biting my lip. I noticed him looking down at my lip then back at my eyes with hunger and lust.
"Don't do that or else I'd probably do you here and now" he said, his voice gruff and husky.
"Really?" I asked and quickly flipped us so I was straddling his hips. Lucky for my witch enhanced speed or else that wouldn't have worked. I played with a loose thread of the towel that hung low on his hips. "Is that a promise?"
"Don't tempt me" he mumbled, leaning up to kiss me.
"Hmm...I don't know" I teased and leaned my head further away playfully. He flipped us again and pressed his lips to mine. I kissed back smirking into the kiss. His hand slid up my shirt while I wrapped my legs around his torso. His lips moved in sync with mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my hand through his hair. I was honestly suprised the towel hadn't fallen off yet. He moved to kissing my jaw then my neck where he began leaving love bites. I tugged at his hair, getting a deep growl in response.
"Kira" a voice called and the door opened. I gasped pushing Paul away from my neck, though he was still on top of me, and unwrapped my legs from around his torso.
"M-mum" I stuttered feeling my cheeks flush. She sighed and rolled her eyes.
"I expect you to join us shortly, dinner is almost ready" she said closing the door. I was surprised by her actions. I thought she would have lost it, but instead she brushed it off.
"Well that was awkward," Paul whispered squeezing my waist, "Anyway, back to what we were doing..." He grasped my leg and wrapped it around his torso again. I brought my other leg around his torso and wrapped my arms around his waist. He nuzzled his head into my neck and continued to leave love bites.
"Paul no! Mum'll notice" I scolded and brought one arm around his neck running my hands through his hair.
"Fine, I'll move down lower and keep moving until you are begging me to stop" he smirked.
"Paul!"
"You want me to talk dirty to you, that's what I'm going to do," he challenged. "Or act dirty, either way I am so gonna win".
"Bring it on" I challenged back. He smirked and nodded. With my heel I pushed his towel resulting in it falling off. "Starting now" I winked and picked up my clothes and left for the bathroom . He smirked and shook his head fixing up his towel.
I walked out of the bathroom fully dressed and ready for this dinner my mother had planned. I diverted my attention to the unkown guy that was with her. She didn't even introduce us. Who was he? He looked some what familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. Why was he kissing my mother? Were they dating? I didn't like the fact my mum was dating someone else.
I walked out to find Paul laying down on my bed with his hands behind his head and his eyes closed. He was wearing black jeans and a black button up shirt. He was also wearing nice, clean shoes. I smiled knowing he was mine and he was my soul mate. I never thought this would all turn out the way it has. I never thought I'd grow used to his cocky attitude and his anger management issues. I mean, now I found it amusing.
"What are you looking at?" He asked a smirk pulling on his lips. His eyes opened and locked with mine. I smirked and crossed my arms across my chest.
"I am looking at you" I smirked crossing my arms over my chest.
"Oh yeah? You checking me out, are ya?" he asked his smirk plastered to his lips. He sat up and moved to the edge of the bed.
"What if I was?" I challenged raising a brow.
"I wouldn't care. I do it to you all the time" he admitted with a shrug.
"Oh really now?"
"Mhmm" he nodded and pulled me closer to him by my waist.
"Mum's expecting us" I reminded him quietly.
"I don't think she'll mind if we were a little late" he smirked pulling me closer.
"Make it quick" I whispered.
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"Good timing Kira and Paul. Food's on the table" mum said placing a plate of pasta in front of me. I frowned noticing an extra spot that had been made. Paul and I sat beside each other. I faced my mum and Paul faced the unkown person who was yet to arrive. Mum opened the oven allowing the scent of the roast to spread through the room. It smelt great. She turned a few of the surrounding vegetables and then closed the oven again. She brushed her hands off on the front of her apron and sat down.
I heard the front door open and in walked the man that was here this morning. He had short brown hair and green hazel eyes. He had olive skin and was slightly built, but I had a feeling Paul was taller than him.
He went up to my mum and kissed her cheek, apologising for being late. He then sat down and we began to eat. And my mother still hadn't introduced us.
"Okay um...Kira, Paul this is Andrew. Andrew this is my daughter Kira and her boyfriend Paul" she introduced each other (finally). Paul and I stood up as he did and shook hands with me first. He scanned Paul with a raised brow and then shook Paul's hand and we all sat back down.
"Your pants look good on you Kira" my mum said clearing her throat to break the silence.
"Thanks" I mumbled.
"Yeah, your ass looks nice in them, but I might have to tear them off" Paul whispered in my ear. I gasped and looked down my food kicking his foot from under the table. From the corner of my eye I noticed him eating with a smirk. That's OK, I got a plan to get him back.
"So Andrew, what do you do? Occupation wise" I asked looking up at him.
"I am a police officer, except I work on the office side" he said.
"Oh yeah, I'm good friends with the the local department"I chuckled looking at Paul. He smirked and shook his head.
"Oh really?" Andrew asked looking at my mum.
"She's joking" mum muttered.
"No I'm not, remember they used to come here all the time" I smirked popping a piece of pasta in my mouth. Andrew looked at my mum frowning.
"It wasn't for the right reasons" she said quietly eating.
"Oh, what do you do Paul?" He asked.
"Uh...I'm a mechanic and security guard" Paul replied setting his fork down on his plate. He had finished and leaned back in his chair slightly then sat straight again.
"Oh yeah. Being a security guard, is that like for clubs?" Andrew asked. Time for my plan to be put in action. I put my hand on his thigh and sliding it further up.
"N-not really" he stuttered taking my and placing it back on my knee. I smirked and finished my plate off. It was silent while mum took out the roast and began cutting it up.
"How's school, Kira?" Andrew asked finishing his plate.
"It's good I guess," I shrugged pausing. I felt Paul's arm wrap around my waist. "It's getting kind of busy, you know". Paul's hand slid under my top and then just below the waist line of my pants.
"Hey it's better than work, trust me," he laughed and looked briefly at my mother before looking back at me. "Enjoy it". I cleared my throat and nodded shifting my chair closer to Paul's.
"Did you? Enjoy school I mean" I asked placing my hand on Paul's knee. He moved his hand to my waist, rubbing circles into my skin.
"Kira could you please get me a clean tea towel from the laundry?" Mum asked. I nodded and got up.
"Sure".
"I need to use the bathroom" Paul muttered standing up and following me out into the hallway. Once we were out of sight he pinned me against the wall. He had both hands on both sides of my head with his body pressed to mine.
"I need to get the towels" I said quietly with a smile. I trailed my hand up his chest and around his neck.
"The towels can wait" he mumbled dipping his head in the crook of my neck, kissing the spot below my ear.
"Paul" I whispered tugging on his hair. He shook his head and pulled back.
"Don't do that," he warned taking my hand and moving it down and around his waist. "Because then I'll end up taking you to your room". I smirked and rubbed my leg against his.
"So that challenge..." I brought my hand back up his chest and around his neck, tugging his hair. He screwed his eyes closed and pressed himself closer. I leaned up and kissed his jaw.
"Kira! Did you find them?" Mum called from the kitchen. I smirked and brought my hands down his chest and to his waist, hugging him.
"I'll let you proceed to the bathroom" I smirked stepping back.
"You know I was bluffing".
"Yeah, but I think you're going to need to go now...after that" I said walking around him and in the direction of the laundry. I walked into the laundry and found a basket resting on the washing machine. I walked over to it, rummaging through the clothes and found the grey checkered tea towel I was looking for. I pulled it out and walked back to the kitchen. I noticed Paul still not back yet and Andrew and mum deep in conversation.
"Uh...I found the towel you wanted" I said clearing my throat awkwardly. I put the towel forward, walking up to her.
"Oh thank you, uh...why don't you take a seat" mum said standing up. I nodded and walked up to my seat and sat down.
"Okay Kira, I need to tell you something important," mum began as she placed her hand on Andrew's shoulder. He squeezed her hand as if to encourage her. "Andrew and I are engaged and getting married on Friday". I frowned looking directly at her blanky.
"What?"
"Kira" Paul's voice called from the door.
I did not expect that. I wasn't really thinking either. All I remember was hearing the chair collide with the cupboard behind me from getting up too fast. I stormed out of the house and to the shed where I pulled out the Honda bike. Since it was dark outside I turned on the front light. I heard my name be called out before I started the bike and took off. I rode down the straight angrily. How could my mother do this to me? I wiped a tear that threatened to fall.
I past the bridge onto Zadey land. This was Dustin's farm. I rode down their straight, when suddenly I saw a large dog cross the path. It stopped in the middle pricking its ears up in alarm. I neared closer waiting for it to move, but it didn't. I quickly reacted and slammed on the front brakes. That was my first mistake. My second was when I turned the front wheel which resulted in me flying over the handlebars. I landed with a thud! to the ground. I groaned hearing the engine of the bike turn off with a rumble.
"Shit West! What they'll are you doing out here so late? And in the dark!" A deep voice gushed. I shook my head and propped myself up by my elbows.
"Ow" I whined rubbing my temple. I felt myself be picked up.
"What the hell were you thinking? Are you okay?" The voice asked in a softer tone. He pulled me to my feet. I felt a dizzy wave and fell. I expected to hit the ground, but instead I was lifted into arms.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked groggily.
"Relax" he voice hummed quietly.
"My bike. Is it okay?" I asked leaning my head back to see my bike on the ground with the back wheel slowly moving to a stop.
"You always cared more about your bikes then yourself, eh?" I hummed in response and the dark sky was all I saw.