Rating: k
Paring: Jasper and Alice
A/N: Just a ficklett for my darlin' Meredith, whose dreams of a sexy southern gentleman will one day come true.
Darlin'
Katie Todd
"Darlin'?" I heard Jasper ask and I spun around to face him.
He had his hands raised up in front of him a purple tie hanging from his left and a pale baby blue one in his right. We were going to a charity banquette for the hospital Carlisle worked at and for some reason I couldn't quiet put my finger on, Jasper had decided to try to dress himself.
"Why did you start calling me that?" I asked quietly and at his hidden hurt expression added, "I love it I'm just curious"
"It's a southern thing I guess" he said as I tied his tie with nimble fingers, making sure to trail my fingers down the perfect row of pearl colored buttons.
"That's all?" I questioned and he raised eyebrows.
"well that and that it fits you" he added as I pulled the pale blue dress I was warring out of my closet. His fingers grasped the hem of my shirt as he slowly tugged it upward and took the sheer lace dress out of my hands, "let me, darlin'" he drawled, I shivered before pulling my focus back to the point.
"What do you mean it fits?" I asked, "I'm a northerner"
"I just mean well it…fits" he was having a hard time explaining himself I found that odd. "it sounds right when I think of you." He raised up his hands as if to say 'I'm sorry darlin but that's all I can come up with'.
Leaving a gentle kiss on my lips, he carefully replaced my purple buttoned top with my ice silk dress. Strong hands threaded into my short locks and pulled my lips to his.
"When?" I asked, between his kisses. I fought his distraction, something I usually would've succumbed to, but I desperately wanted my answer.
"When did I start calling you darlin?" he specified, as he stole another deep kiss "when I discovered I was in love with you"
"And when was that?" I questioned.
"Soon after I met you" he replied and I smiled against his lips.
"I love you" I added somewhat randomly.
"And I you" he completed as he pushed my back against the door and hungrily took my lips again. It was only a few minutes later that his lips left mine so his face could burry itself in my neck.
"Darlin'" he said softly. It wasn't a question this time.
It was a statement. He was mine and I was his and that's how it would be forever and always.