"I'm sorry," I told Paul softly as we lay on my bed cuddled up.

"For what, babe?" he asked, confused.

I sighed, not sure how to tell him.

"I just… "

"Sadie," he started, turning me onto my back and resting on his elbow so he could look into my eyes. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing… it's stupid," I sighed, trying to turn back around.

"Babe," he reassured me, stopping me from turning away from him. "You can tell me anything."

"It's just… I'm sorry that I didn't tell Irina off. She was talking so much shit about you and the pack and I couldn't do anything but cry. I'm so sor-"

He cut off my rambling by kissing me. He pulled away a few seconds later, brushing some hair out of my face.

"Stop that," he told me. "I don't care about any of the shit that came out of that leeches mouth. I only care about you. I want you to be safe."

"But I-"

"Sadie, seriously. I love you so much and I'm just glad that I got there before she could hurt you."

"I don't care about her hurting me, Paul," I insisted. "I care about you."

"I know you do," he reassured me.

"I love you… so much."

"I know, baby," he chuckled a bit. "I know you love me."

"I want to show you that I love you," I said softly, pushing him onto his back and swinging one leg over his torso.

"Oh really?" he questioned me, with a smirk on his face. "And how do you plan to do that?"

"I'll give you three guesses," I giggled, leaning down to kiss down his neck.

I sucked gently, not taking too long as his werewolf abilities made them heal before we even finished having sex. It wasn't fair considering he left so many all over my neck and chest and they never seemed to go away.

I scooted down his body, pulling his boxers down with me. He was already hard and I had barely touched him. He stroked himself a few times before I pushed his hands away.

I took a shaky breath. I had never done this before and I didn't want to fuck it up.

"Hey," Paul whispered, stroking my cheek softly with his thumb. "You don't have to if you don't want to."

"No I do want to," I said nervously. "I've just never done it before."

"That's okay, baby… take your time."

I glanced back down at his dick, it was still hard. I grasped it lightly, leaning down and taking it in my mouth. I heard him groan slightly and he shifted his hips a bit. I started bobbing my head up and down slightly, my hair falling around my face. Seeing this, Paul gathered my hair and held it in a makeshift ponytail so it wouldn't get in the way.

I stroked whatever I couldn't get into my mouth with my hand. I relaxed my throat so that I could take him deeper without choking too much.

"Oh god, Sadie," he grunted as his hips started thrusting slightly. "So good, baby. So good."

I bobbed my head faster and his cock started twitching a little in my mouth.

"I'm gonna come, baby," he informed me. "Stop if you don't want me to-"

He grunted again before he could finish his sentence, releasing his cum in my mouth. I swallowed most of it, some of it coming out of my mouth and dribbled down my chin as it overflowed.

I pulled my mouth off his cock with a small 'pop.' I glanced up at him from between his knees and saw he was already looking down at me, his eyes glazed over slightly and breathing heavily through his mouth.

He reached down and wiped the cum off my chin with his thumb, but before he could pull it away I grabbed his wrist, guiding it to my mouth and sucking it clean.

"You're so fucking sexy," he moaned out, pulling me up to lay on his bare chest. "I love you."

"I love you too," I whispered back to him, laying my head down on his chest as he wrapped his warm arms around me.

The next morning I woke up cuddled into Paul's shirtless chest. I sighed, not wanting to wake up and Paul's fingers running through my hair didn't help. But it was already late morning and the pack had planned to go to the beach this afternoon. Not to mention I was starving.

I rolled off Paul and glanced over at him to see that he was already awake.

"Hi," I whispered to him and he grinned.

"Hi," he chuckled, leaning in to kiss my nose.

We sat in a comfortable silence for a little while before I remembered what had happened last night at Bella and Edward's wedding. I sat up, panicked.

"What's wrong, Sadie?" Paul asked, startled.

"Is Jake still here?" I asked him. "Did he leave? I didn't even get to see him. I-"

"Sadie, babe, calm down," he reassured me. "He just needed to cool off. He's still here."

"Oh okay, good," I sighed in relief. "What made him leave like that anyways?"

"He found out that Bella and Edward were going on their honeymoon."

"Uhhh… he should have seen that coming," I was confused. "They just got married."

"Let me rephrase that," he chuckled. "Jake found out that Bella is going on her honeymoon while she's still human."

I was still kind of confused. Why did that make a difference?

"Sadie, sweetheart," he tried again. "If they have sex while she's still human he could hurt her."

"What do you mean?"

"Well she's a lot more fragile than him and he's a vampire."

"But you're a werewolf and I'm human and you don't hurt me when we… you know," I blushed a bit.

"Well yes… but also vampires have a hard time controlling themselves around blood and-"

"Yeah, yeah," I interrupted him, starting to stand up. "Whatever. Come on… I'm hungry. You can make me breakfast"

"Hey, wait a second," he called after me, grabbing my hand and pulling me back down onto the bed with him. "You know I'd never hurt you, right?"

"Of course you wouldn't," I grinned at him, pecking him on the lips quickly. "Now can you please make me some waffles?"

He grinned at the pout I gave him and nodded, sliding off the bed. I pulled on one of Paul's t-shirts that he had left here a month ago and never taken back.

As Paul was making me some waffles, Jake walked into the kitchen.

"Jacob!" I called out as I hopped off the counter and ran at him. I guess he thought I was going in for a hug because he opened his arms for me, but I was actually going in to punch him in the stomach.

"Hey!" he yelled out at me, not even fazed by my punch. "What the hell was that for!?"

"What do you mean!?" I asked in disbelief. "You've been gone for over a month! What the hell, Jake?"

"I'm sorry, Sadie… really I am.

"It's fine," I sighed, actually hugging him this time. "I just missed you."

"I missed you too," he replied.

"Jacob!" I heard my father call as he rolled into the kitchen.

"Hey dad," he greeted our father.

"Smells good in here," he muttered.

"Paul's making waffles," I grinned. "Do you want some?"

"Are they any good?" he asked me gruffly.

"They're amazing."

I walked back over to Paul and grabbed some more plates from the cabinet. I plated up some waffles and bacon for everyone and handed them out. We sat at the table in our small kitchen for a quick breakfast as we were already running a little behind schedule. We were supposed to be meeting everyone at the beach at in less than an hour.

Paul and I cleaned up the kitchen when we had finished as Jacob had some errands to run before heading to the beach. Paul had been secretly sleeping in my room basically every night this entire summer. I know my father approved of our relationship, but I don't think he approved this much.

I changed into my blue bikini and quickly put on a light sundress to cover up a bit before Paul peaked his head into my room, already in his bathing suit.

"You ready to go, babe?" he asked me.

"Mmhmm," I muttered, slipping my flip flops on and grabbing my beach bag that had my book and towel in it among other things.

The ride to the beach was literally two minutes long and we were soon walking down the beach hand in hand towards the rest of the pack that had already arrived.

"About time you two showed up!" Jared called out to us as we laid our towels down on the hot sand.

"Yeah, yeah," Paul chuckled a bit, pulling me down to sit in his lap in the middle of our two towels. "Did you bring any sunscreen."

"Yeah, but I already put some on back at the house," I explained to him.

"Okay well the last time you said that you were burnt for days so I don't think I believe you."

"What are you talking about?" I tried to play it off.

"I'm talking about you lying to me about putting on sunscreen because you want a better tan," he said sternly, but with a small smile on his face.

He reached into my bag and grabbed the sunscreen, uncapping it and rubbing some on my back. It felt nice, him massaging the sunscreen into my back.

When he finished he kissed my neck softly, tickling me slightly. I giggled, trying to pull away from him, but he grabbed onto my waist and pulled me back onto his lap, continuing to kiss my neck.

"Disgusting," Embry said in response to our actions, only succeeding in making Paul kiss me even more.

Over the next few hours the boys played some soccer, I tanned and read my book, and Paul and I cuddled up in the sand. I rarely went in the water when we went to the beach. I had a bit of a phobia of anything in the water touching my feet. Sometimes Paul could get me to go in the water, but that was extremely rare.

"It's so hot, babe," Paul groaned out, laying his arm across his forehead, covering his eyes from the burning sun. It was hotter than normal and we had been here for a few hours already.

"Then go in the water and cool off," I replied, not looking up from my book.

"But I want you to go in with me."

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

Please, Sadie?" he asked again, taking my book out of my hands. He knew what he was doing to me when he looked at me with those big puppy dog eyes of his.

"Ugh," I sighed. "You're lucky I love you."

"Yes!" he exclaimed. He jumped up, grabbing both my hands and yanking me from the sand. Before I could crash into him, he threw me over his shoulder, running towards the water. Despite my nervousness about being in the water, I was laughing the whole way down the beach. Something about having Paul with me always made me feel more safe.

He always made me feel safe in the water even though I was almost completely terrified. And he never complained about carrying me the entire time we were in the ocean. I had my legs wrapped tightly around his waist with my arms around his neck.

"See? Not so bad," he told me, kissing my nose lightly. "You put up a fight every time though."

"Shut up," I muttered, resting my chin on his shoulder. "Do you have patrol tonight?"

"Yeah," he sighed.

"Noooo."

"I'm sorry baby."

"It's fine. Maybe I'll go over Emily's."

"If you do just let me know and I'll drop you off okay? I'm heading over there before patrol anyways," he told me.

I nodded in agreement and kissed him on the cheek.

"I love you," I told him.

"Love you more."