It's the beginning of Bella and Edward's relationship.
Jasper is the only one in the family that don't like Bella at all, and he always tries so keep her out of his sight.
Then he starts to get closer and closer to her, and she starts to find him more and more interresting.

This is my first fanfiction, so be gentle with the critics!
Thanx to Zonesystem; for being my beta-reader. Helping me with the whole story.

It contains bad language and sexual materials.

Chapter 1
But fate can't break this feeling inside that's burning up through my veins.

Jasper POV

When I was in the living room with Alice, my wife, watching a quite crappy and uninteresting TV show a sweet, familiar, scent of all the wonderful things in this world stirred my senses, and I knew who was on their way

Even though the fantastic scent of her filled the house, she was an incredibly annoying person to be around with her clumsiness, stuttering and her trying to be one in the family, only making her even more obnoxious. Even for a human, her breaths seemed to disperse any chance of serenity we usually had about the house, her stomping around with feet that seemed to belong to an elephant, up and down the damn stairs. Up and down, up and down, as if she didn't know what floor she wanted to be on

She was an annoying, awkward, gawky teenager.

And she was only a human that my brother had begun to fancy.

The onslaught of her voice, higher than necessary, practically shouting the greeting to Alice. Even though the human has been informed of the sensitivity in vampire hearing and would know that we can hear her even if she whispers.

My wife, who had, for some unknown reason, started to fancy the company of our brother's human as well, went to the hall with a speed only recognized in the creatures that we are. Why my wife would love her as much as my brother is beyond me, I can't even see what makes her so fucking special

"Jasper, we both know that it's impolite not to greet your guests" said Alice teasingly, making me turn my head to face the girl, who gnawed at her lower lip while giving a nervous smile. Irritation flared up, but I kept my face blank, the girl was always nervous it seemed and she would probably feel the change in the air if I let the underlying infuriation go.

"Good afternoon, Bella" I muttered and inclined my head to acknowledge her before turning back to the television and the show, preferring to endure incompetence from a source that wasn't in my direct surroundings.

Her breathing was almost pounding in my ears like drums making me clench my teeth and set my jaw as to not snap at her. How anyone could stamp on my nerves while being that tiny and weak was far beyond my comprehension. If only to acknowledge her presence stirred my temper, she was doing a good job of driving me insane. Even if she might have been intelligent, or possess average amount of common knowledge, she sure did look like a moron worrying her lip - it surprised me it wasn't sore or champed - and her constantly falling down stairs. Edward had to run about like a maniac only to save her ass every other second.

I turned around, by plain curiosity and saw them gone. Where were they? I hadn't noticed them go away. That nasty human had made my mind fly away for a sec. I turned of the TV and went to the kitchen.

Plain curiosity kicked in and I turned my head in their direction, only to find them gone and realize that I hadn't even noticed their leave. That the nasty human with two left feet managed to direct my attention elsewhere, change my train of thought so thoroughly, only fed the hidden excitation burning within.

Turning the television off, being tired of the sheer stupidity shown, I wandered into the kitchen and found Bella seated on the counter with the skirt of her summer dress playing around her calves, and wondered why I hadn't taken any noticed during our short greeting. Probably because I anticipated her wearing her normal jeans, t-shirt and the pair of tattered converse.

The dress hugged her curves perfectly, but sat loose enough to let her skin cool down even in the summer heat, and her head was turned towards the open doors out to the garden, exposing her delicate neck in a gesture that made my mouth water. It was too alike a gesture of vulnerability, submissiveness, for me not to make the connection.

I pondered long and well whether or not I should walk closer and fasten my lips to her delicate neck, feeling her blood pound underneath that silky skin of hers, trailing teasingly dangerous, biting kisses down towards the muscle connecting her shoulder and pin her to the wall, cherish the whimper she'll let out because of the collision and be powerful, dominating her rightfully, like the weak human she is.

She locked eyes with me whilst the tiniest of smiles graced her cheek, I stared back, disconcerted, not moving a single muscle, not even for blinking or breathing.

"You know, I won't let you win this staring contest," she smirked and reached for the glass beside her, never taking her eyes off of me. The defiance in her words surprised as well as confused me, was she really playing games with me?

I strode closer, all the while holding her gaze, finally standing by the bar table opposite her, hands fisted deep in my pockets. She never detached her gaze, but kept it on me as I moved forward, towards her, never blinking either.

Out situations seemed reversed, she held herself as a predator, and surveyed me like a prey, infuriating me even more now than with her audible breathing.

"You stupid, stupid, little girl," I hissed coolly. "You should know better than to play silly games with me"

She didn't falter, not even batting her pretty little eyelids for me. The subconscious gesture of submissiveness gone completely from her poise.

Bella snorted, increasing my fury further.

"Uh-huh, you're saying you're afraid of losing, then?" she, once again, drew her lower lip back with white, straight teeth, forcing me do smother a growl trying to rumble in the back of my throat. She was an obnoxious, annoying, stupid teenager.

"Not losing, dear, I'm afraid I might do something that Edward will make me regret later," I hissed. She looked a little surprised, but not scared.

"Jasper! Honey?" Alice voice chirped from the top floor. I started, but moved my eyes slowly from Bella's and looked over my shoulder, glancing quickly at the girl on the counter while turning away to stride to my calling wife.

"Told you I wouldn't let you win this contest" said Bella and I could more hear than see the smirk lacing the words together with her sultry voice.

She searched my eyes, and held them, again, giving a smile while she squeezed my arm and walking past, "Nice to meet you Mr. Whitlock!"

She trotted happily into the embrace of Edward waiting by the music room. My brother gave me a warning glare over her shoulder and possessively tightened his arms around that infuriatingly annoying girlfriend of his whilst I turned my attention to my woman.

"Jasper, honey. Bella's going to sleep over tonight, for your information."

Wonderful.