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Rosalie's PoV

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"I know already, shut the fuck up!" I yelled into the air. If I heard that recorded bitch one more time I was going to explode.

"Calm down Rose!" My sister Alice was far more patient that I could ever hope to be.

I turned with my hands on my hips and watched and she leisurely made her way over to where I was standing. Could she be any slower?

"Alice, I wouldn't be surprised if they were all off of the plane by the time we get there. You could stand to move a little bit faster."

Two weeks ago, my husband Emmett and Alice's fiancé Jake had gone to California. Jake hadn't told his parents that he was getting married and wanted Emmett to go with him for "support." I'm still trying to get Emmett to tell me what that really meant. Apparently, Jake thought that his parents would be appalled at the idea.

Regardless, Jake's parents were absolutely thrilled and were on a plane back here with the boys for the wedding this coming weekend. I didn't know why Alice and Jake chose to have such a short engagement, but I didn't really care.

What I did care about was the stupid woman telling me where I could and could not unload.

"Rose, we barely managed to get to the airport because of the rain. Do you really think the plane is going to be able to land in it?" I hated it when Alice had a point. I ignored her and made my way over to the five hundred blue screens that showed the scheduled arrival time of each flight.

"Are you fucking kidding me? The flight's delayed!" I turned to Alice. Her hands were folded across her chest and she had her "I told you so" smirk plastered across her face. If we weren't in public, she would have gotten my "shut the fuck up" fist right in that stupid face.

I gave her a look that I thought would get the message across nicely. She just shrugged and started walking over to the chairs. I followed behind her and took a seat in a relatively secluded area. The only one here besides us was a middle aged man who seemed content to stare out the large windows.

I tried to stave off my boredom by playing with my phone. It worked for what must have been almost a full minute. I put my phone down and watched the people walking by, silently judging them. What? Don't act like you've never done it before.

I noticed the man sitting near us get up and check the arrival screens. I couldn't have been sure, but it seemed like he checked the same one that my oaf of a husband was coming in on.

Desperate for any way to rid myself of this boredom, I decided to chance it and start up a conversation with him.

"Hey, are you waiting for the delayed plane from California too?" I silently prayed the answer would be yes just so that I could have someone to complain with. Even if that someone was significantly older than me.

"That I am," he said with a warm smile. "My partner is on that flight."

His manner of speaking seemed odd. Who called their wife a "partner?" I was just about to open my mouth and probably say something either stupid or offensive when Alice chimed in.

"Oh, what's his name?" Alice asked excitedly. This girl could get so excited over the silliest things. I debated telling her that she shouldn't just assume he's gay, but then I decided to wait and see how she squirmed out of this one.

"His name is Edward. We've been together for almost twenty years now," he replied, maintaining his warm smile. I was glad I didn't say anything because I would have sounded like an idiot. I suppose that manner of speaking isn't too odd now.

"Wow that's so exciting!" Alice was practically bouncing in her seat now. Ever since Jake proposed to her, the very mention of anything resembling marriage put her on a sugar high, no sugar needed.

"My fiancé is on the flight with his parents for my wedding this weekend," she continued. "I can't wait! Would you tell me how you and Edward met, um…"

"Jasper," the man replied as he held out his hand to her.

"I'm Alice, and this is my sister Rose," she told him. "Her husband Emmett went with my fiancé for 'support.'" She added emphasis to that last word and giggled as I rolled my eyes.

"So tell us how the two of you met!" I almost wanted to slap Alice for being so annoying, but at the same time I figured a story might be a fun way to pass time.

Jasper smiled and leaned back in his chair. He had a twinkle in his eyes as he began to tell his story.

~~~~~Begin Flashback – Jasper's PoV~~~~~

I loved Friday nights. I also hated them. My dorm building was located in the middle of the college campus, and that apparently made it party central. I didn't mind the occasional party, but I wasn't overly fond of the fact that there seemed to be one every night.

My roommate Sean was famous around here for throwing the wildest parties. Tonight he had convinced the dorm advisor to let him use the dorm's rec room for his party. He had turned twenty one a few weeks ago and made sure that everyone knew it. If a party didn't have enough alcohol to open up several alcohol shops, that it wasn't a party to him.

"Man I can't wait to get these girls drunk," he said to me as the first guests arrived. I rolled my eyes and tried to change the subject. Every time he started talking about hooking up with a girl he would inevitably start hounding me about why I didn't have a girlfriend. When I shrugged the question off, he would start telling me about how he could teach me how to talk to women and help me pick a few up.

Truth is, I didn't like women. I was more into, I suppose that is… Fine, I'm gay. But if you tell anyone I'll deny it. No one in the world knew. Not my parents, and not my friends. I put on quite the act when it came to flirting, but I didn't enjoy a second of it. I did it only to stop any rumors that might start about my sexuality.

"I'm good man, thanks though," I told him, hoping he would drop the subject. He looked like he was about to say more, but quickly got distracted when two girls walking in wearing nothing but… yeah. Thankful that he had left me alone, I turned my attention back to the TV. I wasn't sure what was on, but I knew that I wouldn't be able to hear it when more guests started arriving.

"Damn, they're not interested! Just gotta wait until they drink some more." Sean had made his way over to where I was seated and sat down, sulking.

"What happened?" I asked, feigning interest. I knew exactly what happened. As usual, he came on too strong and got rejected by the "not drunk enough" girls, as he called them.

"This is your fault. You should've been my wingman," he muttered. I turned my head to give him an annoyed look. That's when I saw him.

I stared at the doorway with my mouth still slightly open from preparing to tell Sean off. Standing there was the most beautiful man I had ever seen in my life. His bronze hair was arranged in a somewhat unruly way across his head. He wore a black collared shirt which fit his body perfectly; I could almost see the lines of his athletic body beneath it.

And his eyes. His eyes were colored with a shade of green so deep that not even the most magnificent of forests could rival it.

He was talking to the two girls that had accompanied him. As they walked in, his eyes caught mine and for that brief moment, my entire body felt like it was on fire. Every cell in my body came alive for the first time and I never wanted that feeling to end. But as quickly as he had looked at me, he looked away.

"Aww, I know that look," Sean said, breaking me out of my trance. I blinked a few time before I regained my composure and gave him a questioning look.

"So which girl is it?" He began pointing out each girl and asked if she was the one that I had stared at.

I wanted to tell him to fuck off, but apparently I hadn't regained as much of my composure as I thought I did. My head was spinning and I couldn't think straight. And all because some guy looked at me.

While pointing out girls, Sean apparently realized that there were quite a few he wanted to "talk to" and left the couch. I sat with my head in my hands for a few more minutes when I felt the couch shift, indicating someone had sat down on the other end. I groaned inwardly and hoped that whoever it was didn't try to talk to me.

"Looks like you're having a blast right now," I heard the person say. He had an almost melodic voice, one that I could listen to for days and not grow tired of. I looked up, prepared to respond with my own sarcastic comment. Once again, I was left speechless.

The beautiful man had come here to sit next to me. He actually talked to me. I remembered to shut my mouth this time, but I couldn't break my gaze from his eyes. All time seemed to stop and I lost track of the people around me. It felt as if we were the only two people in the world.

All too soon the man looked away, a slight blush across his cheeks. Though I couldn't have imagined it possible, he looked even more beautiful now. I realized then that I had been staring for far too long and seemed to have embarrassed him.

"Um, sorry, I'm just a little preoccupied with something right now. I'm fine," I told him, desperately hoping that he would say something, anything. I just wanted to hear his voice. I wanted this gorgeous creature to talk to me again. "I'm Jasper."

I held my hand out for him and had to fight off a grin when he moved to take it. "Edward," he replied, the blush leaving his face.

The moment he took my hand, it felt as if fire was rushing through my fingers, blazing past my hand and up my arm. I jerked my hand back slightly, unable to handle the sensation. Realizing that I had been rude, I quickly said "Sorry, static." That was the dumbest excuse I could have thought of, but at least it was one.

He didn't seem to mind and we continued to make small talk. I wasn't normally this quick to warm up to a person, but I did everything I could to keep this conversation going. I couldn't get enough of hearing him talk.

While it took everything I had to portray myself as an outgoing person, Edward seemed completely at ease during our conversation.

"So um," Edward began, running his hand through his hair. Not fair, I wanted to do that. Er… nevermind.

It was the first time in the conversation that he appeared to be uneasy about something. I simply watched and waited for him to continue.

"Were you waiting here for your girlfriend or…" he trailed off, shifting his gaze down to the floor. I wasn't sure why he was asking, but didn't see the harm in answering truthfully.

"No, I'm here by myself, why?" I thought I saw his lips quirk up into a smile but I wasn't sure. I still hadn't figured out why he had asked me.

"Then I was wondering if…" He paused again, unsure of himself. But at that moment I finally realized where he was going. This time I broke away from his gaze and looked at the floor.

Despite the party raging on around us, we were in a quieter part of the rec room. I said in a low voice that was still loud enough for him to hear, "Edward, don't."

"Don't… what?"

"Don't finish what you were going to say." I knew that I wanted him, badly. But I also knew that I couldn't handle it. Being with a man? That concept alone was weird enough for me. I didn't think I could handle a relationship, not when I hadn't even come out to anyone.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just thought that…" Edward ran another hand through his hair and looked at the ground, the blush returning to his face. He looked dejected, and I hated that I was making him feel that way.

He murmured another apology and started to get up. My hand shot out of its own accord and held his arm. He looked at me questioningly.

I didn't know what I was doing. This whole prospect scared me. I didn't know how to deal with any of it. But what I did know was that I couldn't let this man walk away from me. I felt something between us and I didn't want to lose it. Not yet.

"I'm sorry Edward, please don't leave," I said, trying to hide the desperation in my voice. "I just, I can't…" I didn't know how to explain to him exactly what I was feeling.

"Hey, come with me," he said as he got up. I didn't know where he was planning to go, but I knew that I would follow him anywhere.

With the party in full swing, no one noticed as we slipped outside. We walked along the sidewalk in silence for a few minutes. I tried and failed several times to figure out what to say before I decided to just let it all out.

"Edward, I've never done this before," I told him. For the first time in my life, I was going to lay all my cards on the table. "I've never been… in a relationship before. I've never even told anyone that I'm…"

"That you're gay?" he asked with a smirk.

"Yeah," I said quietly, thankful that it was too dark out for him to see that it was now my face that was turning red.

"Why not?"

"I guess I'm just afraid of what people will think," I answered truthfully. "I don't want to deal with having to worry about people judging me for that. It's easier to just pretend."

"Is that what you want though? To live life pretending to be someone you're not?"

"Of course not. I just don't know what to do."

Edward stopped walking and sighed. I turned to look at him, and was, for the umpteenth time tonight, left speechless. The street light illuminated him just enough for me to make out the portrait of perfection standing in front of me.

"Then let me be your test subject," he said quietly.

I blinked a few times while trying to understand what he was telling me. "What?"

"Give this," he motioned between us, "a chance. See where it goes. If you can't handle it, you can break things off at any time."

I couldn't believe what he was saying. He was willing to be nothing more than an experiment for me.

"W-why?" I managed to stammer out. I couldn't understand what he stood to gain from such an arrangement.

"Because I think that there's something here. From the moment our eyes met, I've felt it. I've never felt something like this before and I don't want to ignore it. So if that means I have to be just a test for you, then I'll take what I can get." His voice was strained as he spoke the last few words.

To say I was speechless now would be an enormous understatement. I closed my eyes and thought hard about what I was getting myself into. When I thought I had my answer, I shifted my gaze back to him. He was looking away from me and he shivered slightly. My first instinct was to hold him close and warm him up.

At that moment, I decided to throw caution to the wind. Whether or not I wanted to admit it, I wanted this just as much as he did. For once in my life, I was going to take a chance.

"Let's do it," I said with stupid grin. Edward looked at me with a shocked expression, then returned the smile.

"Then, there's something I've kind of wanted to do all night," he said as he looked up at me shyly. Having decided not two minutes ago to throw caution to the wind, I decided to go with it.

"And what's that?"

He grabbed my hand and let me behind whichever building we were standing in front of. It was dark out and I didn't see anyone else, so I didn't freak out on him.

He backed up into a wall and pulled me close to him. My breathing hitched when I realized just what he was planning to do. It was as if time was moving in slow motion. He slowly raised his arms and wrapped them around my neck. He pulled me towards him until our faces were just inches from each other. He stopped and looked into my eyes, asking for permission.

Instead of waiting, I wrapped my hands around his waist and closed the remaining distance.

The feeling of his lips on mine was unlike anything I could have imagined. My entire body was on fire as I held the man standing in front of me.

The kiss itself was chaste, but full of emotion. All too soon he pulled away from me, gasping for breath, and just smiled. I pulled him into a hug and rested my head in the space between his head and shoulder. I didn't know just what was going to come out of this, but I did know that I wanted to find out.

"Wanna get back to that party now?" The little fucker was full on smirking now. I won't lie though, it was sexy as hell.

As we walked back to the party, Edward maintained a certain amount of distance from me. I realized that he was giving me the time I needed to come to terms with the situation. He had every intention of keeping up the facade of us just being acquaintances until I was comfortable with more. Although I didn't say it, I was truly grateful for what he was doing.

~~~~~End Flashback~~~~~

Rosalie's PoV

Jasper's story fascinated me. I found myself hanging on to his every word as he told us about meeting the love of his life.

As he and Alice made small talk I walked over to the arrival board to check the status of the flight. It was still delayed for at least a couple hours. I huffed and made my way back to my seat.

"Looks like we're gonna be here a while," I told them. Alice just shrugged and Jasper glanced out the window. "So Jasper, got any more stories for us?"

He turned back to me and smiled.

"What would you like to hear next?"