Chapter 14: Paul Lahote

When we kissed it was like magic, and fireworks all in one. The bond I had felt before was stronger than ever, and I knew that Paul Lahote was my imprint.

"So." I smiled when our lips finally parted.

"So." He smiled back.

"Where does this leave us?" I asked.

"Candice your my imprint which means I'm going to love you forever until the day I die, if you don't want to be my girlfriend right now I'm ok with that because I know we are going to end up together in the end." He smiled and put his hand on my cheek.

"Paul of course I want to be your girlfriend right now, your the love of my life I was just making sure you wanted me the way I wanted you." I smiled.

"Well I want you." He kissed my forehead.

"Alright then it's settled your mine and I'm yours." I kissed him softly.

"So since your all mine now where does this leave Seth?" He snickered.

"This leave my little man still in the same position as he was before." I smirked.

"Well I better get extra kisses and cuddles just saying." He smiled.

"Of course anything for you." I smiled.

"When are we going to tell the pack?" He asked.

"Whenever you want, I don't care." I smiled sitting back against his pillows and kind of laying down.

"We might have to do it soon because you already know we can't keep secrets from them they find out everything." He laughed laying in between my legs and looking up at me.

"I know that." I laughed rubbing his head.

"Let's see how long it takes them to figure it out." He snickered.

"I'm betting by the end of tonight or tomorrow morning." I smiled.

"No they aren't that smart I say in 3 days." He laughed.

"Alright but whoever wins gets head scratches for the week." I smiled.

"Oh your on." He smirked.

I just giggled at him and kept rubbing his head while he turned on the tv.

I couldn't keeps my eyes off Paul, I could never see him the same again. Everything about him was so beautiful, his hair, his skin, his smile, his muscles, everything about him. By the end of the night I had figured out pretty much all of his ticks. He would bite his nails when he was nervous from the movie we were watching, he would twiddle his thumbs when bored, he would play with my rings when he was calm. I haven't figured out the rest because we just laid down and watched movies. It was about 9:30 and I had to go home.

"Hey bubba, I have to go home now." I whispered.

"But I don't want you to leave." He wined.

"Well I can call my parents and ask if you can come over and stay the night." I smiled.

"Yeah do that." He smiled.

"Alright." I smiled.

I grabbed my phone off the night stand next to the bed and called the house. My mom answered.

"Hey mom." I said brightly.

"So how's the new imprint thing?" She giggled.

"Wait, how did you know?" I questioned.

"I'm your mom of course I know." She giggled.

"Oh, does dad know?" I asked.

"Not yet but he probably will figure it out." She giggled again.

"Well can Paul come sleep over his dad is on a business trip so he's all by himself and you know the whole imprint separation thing." I explained.

"Sure he can, I don't see why not." She said brightly.

"Ok thanks mom we will be over in a bit." I said hanging up.

"She said you can spend the night." I smiled looking down at Paul.

He smiled brightly and sat up.

"I need to go grab stuff from my bathroom I'll be right back." He smiled leaving the room.

I just laid down completely and laid on my side that wasn't all torn up. I was taking in all of Paul's scent from his pillow. I loved his scent I just took breaths to satisfy my craving for his touch. I usually wasn't a person of touch, I didn't like physical touch but I was never rude about it. Like when the guys would lay in my lap I didn't mind it I just preferred them not to do it all the time. But all that being said Paul was different I loved his touch, smell, and just everything about him. It was at this point in my thoughts I figured out I was obsessed with Paul Lahote.

" I can smell you from the other side of the house." Paul laughed as he walked in.

"What do you mean?" I questioned.

"I can smell your cravings, your obsession, and of course your lust." He laughed.

"Oh yeah, and what does it smell like?" I smirked.

"It doesn't have a particular smell well the obsession and craving, but your lust is very specific." He said while getting his clothes from his dresser.

"Which is?" I asked wanting to know more.

"You smell like lavender and pine with just a hint of brown sugar, but your lust smells like rosemary and lavender." He smirked finally turning to look at me.

"How is it that I smell nothing like rosemary, but that's what my lust smells like?" I questioned.

"I think it's because rosemary is my favorite scent right next to lavender and pine with brown sugar." He smirked.

"Must be an imprint thing." I smirked.

"I guess so." He smirked back walking up to me.

"I wonder what your lust smells like?" I smirked.

"I don't know you tell me." He smirked kissing me deeply.

That's when the smell of fresh forest and a little bit of lavender hit my scenes like a truck going one hundred miles per hour.

I pulled away and looked at Paul.

"Do you want to know what your lust smells like?" I asked smirking.

"Of course I do." He smirked back.

"Fresh forest with just a little bit of lavender." I smiled.

"Oh really?" He questioned grabbing my face to kiss me again.

"Yup." I got out before he crashed his lips onto mine.

A simple kiss turned out into a make out session. After about 10 minutes we both pulled away for air.

"Alright Lahote we need to get to my house before it gets any later." I smiled getting up from his bed.

"Yes ma'am." He smirked.

He grabbed his duffle bag and grabbed my hand before we walked out of his house and we got into his truck and drove to my house. We finally made it to my house and we got out of the truck and walked in. My parents were still awake watching their show.

"Hey guys." I smiled walking up to them to hug them.

"Hey there, hey Paul." My dad smiled at us.

"Hi, thanks for letting me stay the night." He said shaking my dad's hand and hugging my mom.

"No problem just keep it pg-13." He joked.

"Alright dad." I smiled and we walked up to my room.

"I need to shower before we lay down." I said walking into the bathroom.

Paul nodded and set his stuff down. I walked into the bathroom and took a quick shower because I already missed Paul. I quickly put on my usual and went to my bed. Before I even sat down Paul grabbed my waist making sure not to hit my scratches and pulled me into his chest.

"Are you sure you want to be this close especially with all your wounds?" I asked.

"Like I said before they don't hurt and the ones on my chest are pretty much gone." He smiled and kissed my neck.

I smiled like a totally idiot at his actions. I then pulled away from his arms and scooted to y side of the bed.

"Hey, and what do you think your doing?" He asked.

"Scooting to my side." I smiled.

"No I want to feel your touch." He wined.

"Well you can come over on my side because I ain't moving." I giggled.

"Say less." He smirked and scooted to my side.

I laid flat on my back so he could crawl up to my chest and fall asleep. He crawled onto my chest and snuggled his head into my neck, he kissed my neck and told me goodnight. I stayed awake a little longer thinking about what I had saw in my vision when Paul and I imprinted, was this going to be true and that I really wanted it to be. I kissed Paul's cheek and fell asleep.