A/N: Hey guys this chapter has been edited thanks to my wonderful Beta RKD-Cullen! Enjoy!


Chapter 1: Ready or Not

My body stills as I glare at the stick. This was not supposed to happen, I took all the precautions. Except for staying away from him. But how was I supposed to walk away when he smiled the way he did? The answer is: I should have turned and fled and now look at me. This is what I get for making friends with a person with the last name Cullen.

I met Alice by chance at a store. She insulted my clothes and I smack her across the face. It quickly turned into a brawl in the middle of the mall. Alice gave as well as she got. The owner wasn't too ecstatic by our damage and actually had us arrested. Alice cursed a lot but we still got shoved into the back of the police car. They put us in a waiting cell together which was a bad idea, we just ended up fighting again. Alice's brother ended up saving our asses. I never asked questions about how or why. He didn't intimidate me but drew me too him. I was a sucker at the first sign of dimples.

Coming back to the present I smack my bathroom wall. I don't need this right now! We don't need this. We aren't even a "we." Jasper is fun. We are having fun. Well fun got us in this situation. My phone vibrates heavily on the counter. I suck my teeth as I answer.

"Bella!"

Of course she is the only person on the face of the earth that screams when calling someone! I exit the bathroom and fling myself on the couch.

"Yes, Alice?"

She squeals, I don't know why. It might have something to do with her wedding day coming up in two weeks. She is ecstatic, Edward is perfect for her. He is a little too intense for me, per say, but they go hand in hand with the designer shit.

"You need to bring your dress over here now!" I grunt but make no move to leave my couch. I'm quite queasy now, "Seriously, everyone is coming for their fitting. Seeing as how you just had to make yours we have to make sure they mesh."

"Alice, you've seen my dress!" I protest my stomach rolling violently.

"Yes but not you in it surrounded by everyone."

"Alice." I warn not amused in the slightest.

"Please, it won't take that long." She pouts though she knows it doesn't work on me. Personally I think everyone indulge her way too much, "Jasper will be here."

I don't want to see him. Well, I saw him three days ago before he had to leave for business. We ended up not leaving my place for three hours. But how can I face him now? Oh hey fuck buddy, I just want to let you know I'm knocked up. That will go so well. I know what his family does because my father used to be a cop. Now he is retired and owns a gun lodge but that's beside the point.

"I'll be there in forty minutes. But be warned I am not staying past you seeing me in the dress."

I hang up knowing that is going to leave her seething. In all honesty, I have no idea how Alice and I became friends. She is a personal dresser for some of the rich and famous; I am accomplished painter/photographer, plus I own my own bakery. Our circles don't even come close to intertwining outside my painting circle. Yawning, I go to my bedroom and take down my dress that is safely in a garment bag before lacing up my combat boots and donning my black leather jacket.

I toss my dress in the back seat of my Chevy Camaro before starting the car. Make no mistakes I am nowhere close to the wealth of the Cullen's. Partially because I don't do anything illegal. I am still making car payments on this baby but I just couldn't resist. My mother says I should have been a boy, yet in my eyes she should have been a better mother.

It doesn't take me long to pull up to Alice's parents' mansion. Even now as I am waved through the gates I roll my eyes. How can anyone find this place homey? It's too elegant and pristine. There is no way that they had an actual childhood in this home. Making sure to park out of the way, I cut my car off and step out.

The butler takes my coat when I get inside the house. I wave him down when he attempts to escort me, I've been coming here long enough to know where I'd find Alice. I find it foreign that she is still living with her parents at the age of twenty-three. Hell, as much as I loved Charlie, I left when I turned eighteen. I walk past the massive living room pausing to wave at the men, Jasper being one of them.

"Hey, fellas!" I wave happily.

Alice is overly exciting in a way that makes people uncomfortable; I'm exciting in a way that people can't help but lighten up when I am around. Even though I am an adult, I'll always be a kid at heart. That's one of the reason Emmett and I get along so well.

"Hey, Izzy Iz Iz Iz Izster." Emmett teases and I narrow my eyes.

"My name is Isabella but you can Bella with an A. I love coffee with lots of sugar and don't forget the cream," I say in my best polished voice making him laugh.

"Why couldn't you give me a sister like her, Carlisle?" Emmett gripes as I wave once again and leave.

I find Alice upstairs in her huge room, her short black hair smoothed down in a 1920's style. Rose waves at me eagerly when I come into the room, I wave back truly excited to see her. Rose is a bitch, plain and simple but she has a heart of gold if you stick around long enough to know her. And she has become the big sister that I have always wanted, it's a plus that she is married to Emmett.

"Finally," I glare upon hearing her nasally voice.

"Who in the fuck invited you?" I snarl, glaring at Tanya Denali.

Alice is quick to tug me next to Rose, far away from that disease infested corpse. I never have liked Tanya, it started along the time that Jasper and I started talking. She clearly saw him out with me. He had just given me a kiss! Then, she has the nerves to shove her tits in his face! It was a respect thing and I wasn't about to get disrespect by her. I ask her calmly to leave, she didn't. She called me a few unkind names and I smashed her face into the table. Since then we don't hang around each other.

"She is a bridesmaid, Bella." Alice reminds me in a soothing tone.

"Bridesmaid? That bitch isn't standing beside me." I am not this bitchy but I swear these hormones are driving me crazy.

Rose snickers beside me right before Alice starts talking. "Bellla. She has to stand beside you she complements you."

"Alice unless you want one of your bridesmaids sporting a black eye on your day, you will keep her away from me."

"She complements you!"

"Oh, Alice shut up! Tanya is 5'9 and blonde. Izzy is 5'1 and brunette. If anything, they clash!" Rose glares at Alice who glares back before stomping away.

"What did Edward do?" I ask leaning into Rose.

She glares ahead, "He refuses to have three cakes and get four ice sculptures."

"I am so glad I am not doing the wedding cake, Edward is right to put his foot down. Alice has gotten SO out of control with this whole wedding."

"You know that was his only request. He simply adores your triple chocolate cake with the vanilla frosting," She admits sadly.

"Yeah, well Alice is outrageous in her demands and wanted Joseph Costa to do her cake. God forbid we get in the way of her labels."

Rose nods playing around on her phone. I got back to my thoughts as Alice storms around the room giving out directions on what people should do with their makeup and hair styles. She is a mini tornado and just looking at her is making me nauseated. I bite my tongue hoping to keep it down. If I survive throughout this ordeal without barfing I will be fine.

Alice shoves my dress at me and tells me to get undressed. All the girls are doing the exact same thing. I start the process while admiring my handiwork. The dress is silver and a light grey, and it shimmers under the light. Alice's only specification was that it had to have straps and be gray. The top is made like a corset and the bodice is body forming but flows out into a little train.

"That dress is the shit!" Rose exclaims standing in her cross strap dress that hugs all of her wonderful curls.

Alice squeals and bounces over to me, "This dress is amazing! Your breasts look great in this!"

She then lines us up making sure to keep me far away from Tanya who is still seething. She just rubs me the wrong way. It might have something to do with the fact that she is still trying to fuck Jasper. We might not be in a relationship but as long as we are having sex together he won't be fucking anyone else. It's that simple.

"Alright, bitches. Don't gain any weight between now and my wedding." Alice commands standing before us tapping her tiny foot, "And Kate you could afford to lose about three pounds or maybe five. Yeah, five will be great."

My mouth drops at Alice heartless words. I swear she was never taught any manners. I'm not saying that Esme is a bad mother but she isn't going to win an award anytime soon. It's obvious that Carlisle raised the boys and allowed Esme full reign on Alice. I don't care how much money I make, my child isn't going to be spoiled.

I put my clothing back on and leave my dress with Alice upon her request. By the time I have taken it off, my stomach was ready to come up. Without arguing I shove my dress at her and take off for the hall bathroom. In less than a minute I am on my knees throwing up everything I have eaten in the past couple of hours. I rock back taking a deep breath when the retching stops. A couple of seconds pass before I am back to throwing up into the toilet.

Ten minutes later I wash my mouth out and leave the bathroom. I can already tell I'm not going to enjoy this aspect of being pregnant. The Cullen's hallway is so massive it's ridiculous. They could easily fit a bedroom out here. My thoughts are still on this when someone falls into step beside me causing me to jump. Jasper shoots me a tight smile that doesn't reach his eyes that puts me on my guard.

"You scared me," I wheeze out.

He chuckles darkly, "Sorry. Let's go."

I look at him confused as he starts ushering me down the hallway. Go? I don't feel like going anywhere especially when he is like this. He doesn't really look angry but I can feel it rolling off of him in waves.

"Jay, I don't feel like going anywhere. I don't feel well."

"Morning sickness is common in the first trimester."

I gasp yanking my hands out of his. How did he know? He stops walking and turns to face me, his face is completely smooth. Why couldn't this happen with a normal guy, with a normal job? I just had to fuck a Cullen.

"How did you know that?" My voice trembles.

"My guys saw you buying a butt ton of tests and informed me. Guessing by the way you wouldn't meet my eyes when you came in and all the throwing up you did, you are pregnant."

"Guys!? You're having me watched?" I glare at him, stunned.

He nods. "I watch what is mine so no harm is done to it."

"Are you listening to yourself? I am not cattle! I don't need to be watched. You want to know where I am, give me a call. You don't have a problem doing that when you need someone to fuck!"

Jasper eyes flash. "Watch your mouth, Isabella."

"Don't you dare try to intimidate me. I have the right to be angry! I am someone you have sex with. I'm not your girlfriend. You have no business watching me! I am not a part of your world."

"You have access to me. Of course I am watching you. And you are the mother of my unborn child I will always have you watched."

"I can't look at you right now." I snarl shoving past him only for him to grab my arm and yank me back.

"We are going to see a doctor to make sure everything is fine. This shouldn't have happened because you were on the shot. I am not giving you shit because this isn't you fault. But stop acting like a teenager and start acting more like a woman. You can be angry all you like, after the doctor visit."

So I allow for him to pull me to his car without any verbal protest. He starts up the flashy BMW and speeds off. If you would have asked me eight months ago would I think I would be in this position, I would have laughed in your face and left. I don't regret this. Even though I can't tell if I am ecstatic or angry, I know I don't regret this. We created life, something that shouldn't be taken for granted. I can already tell it would be easier if Jasper and I were in a relationship.

"Who knows?"

"No one besides the guys that were watching you."

I breathe a sigh of relief. The only person I can see giving me any shit will be my father. He told me multiple times that the Cullen's ruled the Chicago Outfit. I believed him, I mean I grew up around this stuff when we moved to Chicago a couple of years back. There wasn't a month that went by that a Cullen wasn't mention in the newspaper. Resting my hands on my stomach, I look out the window praying that I don't lose Charlie over this.

Someone is shaking me gently. Blinking my eyes open I stare into Jasper's wide blue ones. They are exquisite, it was those dimples and these eyes that attracted me to him. I hope our baby has his eyes. Jasper face softens when he sees that I am not attacking him. It's when he lets his guard down that I fully enjoy him. Jasper is never relaxed around anyone, not even his family.

"You passed out in like ten minutes."

I grunt and shift up in my seat. My neck pops when I roll it around, getting all the kinks out. As I look at the clock, I realize I have been out for an hour but I swear I can sleep for two days. I can't be more than a month and I am already experiencing fatigue.

"Where are we?" I mumble.

"At Dr. Roberts's office. He is a wonderful physician." Jasper is still staring at me making me uncomfortable. That name rings a bell.

"Well, let's go get this over with." I slide out of the car and pull on my sunglasses.

Jasper comes around to rest his hand on the small of my back, before leading us into the building. All activity stops when we come into the office. It obvious by the way it's decorated that it serves the very upper-class of the upper-class. The mint green of the wall is making me wish I stayed in the car. Why would they paint their wall this color knowing only pregnant women will be coming here?

"You okay?" Jasper whispers in my ear.

I shake my head knowing I am going to be sick, "No, anything that is left in my stomach is coming back up."

Jasper practically lifts me off the ground, bowling people over in his search for the bathroom. He finally finds it and drops me down next to the sparkling white toilet. I wish he would leave. Before I can think of anything else, the contents of my stomach is rushing up. My head violent jerks over the rim as vomit erupts from my mouth. Jasper holds my hair back with his hand and rubs soothing circles down my back.

"Should you be throwing up this much?" He finally asks when I stop for the second time.

"I have no clue."

Our conversation is cut short with me throwing up once again. I swear I hate the color green. It should be removed from the damn rainbow! Why would they paint their reception office that hideous color?! Jasper is mumbling something I can't hear over my own thoughts, even though I didn't want him in here while I was sick, I am very thankful that he is. Who knows how messy my hair would have gotten if he stayed outside?

"Please tell me you're finished." There is a slight tone of apprehension in his voice that makes me giggles despite feeling physically weak.

"I think so." I can barely to lift my head up from the rim.

I have already flushed the toilet multiple times, so I can't smell it. Jay lets me rest for a bit before helping me up to my feet. I am slightly embarrassed on how much I lean into him as we walk to the sink. Pushing away from him, I busy myself with washing out my mouth. I hate throwing up! The very smell or sight of vomit causes me to vomit. When I turn around Jasper is holding out a stick of gum that I take graciously.

"Have I ever mentioned that I hate the color green?"

Jasper shakes his head while laughing at me as I lean against the sink stewing. This is slightly his fault. He is the one who just had to come to see the doctor. He could have waited a reasonable time but nothing about the man standing before me is reasonable.

"I'll take a mental note." His hand brush a strand of hair away from my face gently. I look at him frozen in place from shock, "What I can't touch you now?"

I nod my head.

"You like when I touch you, Isabella." Oh boy!

His hand travel downs the curve of my thought to my tender breast. Oh sweet baby-fuck me. I gasp as his tug gently on my harden nipples. Wait where did my shirt go? Who really cares right now?

"You want me." I shouldn't...

He lifts me on top of the sink for better access. He fondles one of my breast before sucking on the other one. The sensations shooting through me are amazing. My skin is on fire and my need is driving me insane. I thrust my hot center into his crotch. We both groan at the friction.

"You're mine Isabella." His fingers dip down in my leggings to cup my sex.

If he doesn't take me right now I am going to kill him. His lean fingers push aside my thong and he inserts one into me. I moan throwing my head back, accidentally bumping into the mirror. Expertly he inserts another causing me to buck against him embarrassingly.

"You're soak, Choc. Are you going to let me take you on the sink?" I nod my head barely coherent.

Jasper eyes are like electric wire. He could have told me we were going to fuck in the white house and I would have said yes. He quickly yanks the soft fabric off me and withdraws his finger. I protest in a series of moans. He smiles and pecks me on the lips as he unbuckles his pants and pulls out his dick. A very huge, throbbing, dick. I wrap my legs around his body and nuzzle my face into his neck.

"Oh, baby," His tip is pressed against my center.

Instantly, I push against him, causing him to slip a little bit deeper into me.

"Is everything okay in here?" My eyes flash open shock.

Jasper's face is priceless.

"Yeah, I was just having some stomach issues," I yell back to the cock-blocking lady.

"Okay! Let me know if you need anything." I can hear her feet shuffle away.

"I am going to shoot her." Jasper vows looking extremely pissed.

I laugh and push him away, still hot and bothered. Now that I have my sense back I can't believe I was about to do that. I just threw up! But that didn't seem to bother Jasper and looking back on it, I wasn't bothered by it either.

"You were going to fuck me in the doctor's office."

"Yep. And you were going to let me." He smirks evilly as he pulls up his tailored pants.


A/N: Is it me or is it getting a little steamy? Jasper sure can take the situation from zero to sixty in 0.05 seconds.