She felt the heat from his gaze as he watched her from across the room. She shifted uncomfortably as his eyes continued their scrutiny, going over every curve of her body. She watched as he licked his lips hungrily. He was trying to intimidate her, trying to control her, but even knowing that she was still unable to look away. He held her captive in his dark irises. Her skin felt completely flushed as the heat from his gaze rushed all over her body, pooling in her core. His lips twitched into a cocky smirk. He knew what he was doing to her. Christ, he could smell it.

She broke his gaze and searched frantically for Jake. Where the hell had he gone? He disappeared with Sam over a half an hour ago and she hadn't seen him since. She told him that she didn't want to come to this stupid pack meeting. Simply for the fact that he would be there, but she could never tell Jake that. He would never trust her alone again. Why did she have to make the stupid fucking mistake of allowing herself to be too comfortable around him? Why did he have to take her kindness as flirtation? But more importantly, why did she want him back?

She rose from her chair and walked outside, only to find that Jake and Sam had not returned. She cursed under her breath and dragged herself toward First Beach. She sat down on the large piece of driftwood that rested in the middle of the beach. She sighed as she wondered how much longer she had until he came looking for her. He always found her. No matter where she would try to hide, he would be there. All he had to do was follow her scent. Stupid fucking superhuman senses. She thought to herself as she continued to sit there, staring out at the waves. She contemplated walking further down the beach or maybe running to Jake's house. Hell, even going home might have its advantages. But, he would be there soon enough. Billy was on a fishing trip with Charlie. She would be alone all weekend, and he knew it. She sighed. Jake was her only protection; and Jake wasn't here. She was on her own, and he would take advantage of that.

She sighed. He was there. She knew he was. She didn't have to hear him approach; she could feel him. He reached out to touch her hair, smoothing the windblown strands behind her ear. She shuddered at his touch; both from want and revulsion.

"Trying to avoid me, Swan?"

She turned to look at him, staring into the depths of the deep, dark brown pools of desire that were his eyes. He always looked to be staring through to her soul with the slightest glance. She took in his features, his strong jaw line and high cheek bones, his beautifully full lips. Even his nose, though slightly pointed, was still perfect. He was shirtless; as always, his beautiful russet skin stretched tightly over his well defined muscles. She let her eyes roam further, admiring the v that led into his cut offs. Her tongue darted out involuntarily, as she licked her bottom lip, enjoying the sight before her.

She was startled by his laughter.

"See something you like, little girl?"

She sighed.

"What do you want, Paul?" she grumbled.

"I'm hurt, Bella." He said feigning shock. "I just came out here to keep you company, that's all. You looked a little lonely. Jakey-boy left you all alone?" he finished mockingly.

She growled; something that she had undoubtedly picked up from hanging out with wolves.

She heard the low rumble generate from his chest.

"You sound so sexy when you do that. Makes me want to do all kinds of naughty things to you." He said inching closer to her. She watched him. His movements were predatory. He was the hunter and she was his prey.

She grimaced.

"Where the hell do you get off saying things like that to me?"

He chuckled darkly.

"Come home with me right now and I'll show you exactly where and how I'll get off."

He continued moving forward, she continued to move away; until finally, she fell backward off of the driftwood she had been sitting on. In a moment, Paul was over her.

"Well, well, little girl. I didn't know you were ready for me right now. You should've said something earlier." He said running his hand from her ankle to her inner thigh. He lightly squeezed, causing her to stifle a moan. She bit her lip, causing him to growl; he was watching her every move. He moved his hand further, pressing roughly onto her mound, causing her to cry out in ecstasy. He smirked.

"Paul…please..." she whimpered.

Before she could finish, he growled and roughly pulled her from the ground. She eyed him quizzically, half wanting to slap him, the other half wanting to know why he'd stopped. He incased her in his arms protectively.

Before she could ask, she heard the sound of Jake's voice.


She smiled, trying to run out of Paul's embrace. He growled loudly before releasing her.

"Jake!" She screamed as she ran into his arms.

Jake opened his arms and swung her around once she was fully in his embrace.

"Hey, honey. Sorry about leaving you back there. Pack stuff."

She smiled and buried her head into his chest.

"I figured."

Jake pulled her back and studied her face. She knew that he noticed her nervousness. Jake was the only one who knew her well enough to know when she wasn't her normal self.

"You ok?" he said to her as he glanced over at Paul.

"Sure, sure. I'm fine, Jake. Paul here was just helping me off the ground." She looked at Paul, pleadingly, hoping that he wouldn't tell him about what had really been going on.

He smirked.

"Yeah, Jake. You're girl there is really one of the graceful ones." Paul said as he walked by.

Jake looked between the both of us. He smiled softly, choosing to believe the lie.

"You've gotta be more careful, Bells. Thanks Paul, for helping her."

He shrugged.

"No problem. Just as long as I don't have to follow her around to make sure she doesn't hurt herself, we're good."

Oh he'd just love that. Shethoughtbitterly.

Jake chuckled.

"No, man. I think I have that under control."

Jake gathered her in his arms and walked her back toward his place.

"Let's go Bells. I've been dying to get you alone."

She giggled as he ran. She could feel Paul's eyes glued to them, burning into her skin. She didn't know why, but she felt a longing to go back to him. She didn't understand it, but neither did she want to. She belonged with Jake, and that was all that mattered.

AN: Just a little something I'm trying out guys. Let me know if you like it. ;)