A/N: Thank you to everyone who liked the first chapter. I honestly did not realize that 2 months had passed since I posted it. I will try not to let that happen again.

Jasper

"Come on, Rose. Give me something."

Rosalie smiled at me and shook her head. She knew I would be smitten with Alice as soon as I met her. How could I not? She really was great. She didn't give herself enough credit, thanks to the assholes she had dated, but she really was a gem. And a great friend to Rose. In the eight months that she had known Alice Brandon, she had become a sister to her.

Ew, incest, I joked to myself.

I took a swig of my beer and put the bottle down on the coffee table. I reached for my phone. Rosalie saw that I was looking at Alice's picture once again.

It was taken a week ago, after they went on a shopping excursion. Alice was wearing a pretty black sundress with daisies on it that showed off her amazing figure and toned legs. Upon zooming in on the picture, I noticed a few scars on the right one. I frowned at that. They didn't look like surgery scars.

She was smiling in the picture, but it didn't reach her eyes. They still looked sad. And afraid.

Of what?

"She's beautiful, huh?" Rosalie asked, looking over my shoulder.

I just nodded. I was definitely was intrigued by her. My mind wandered back to the night Rosalie texted me saying she had just the girl for me. I rolled my eyes at her meddling. She had set me up with her friend Tanya previously and just like Maria, it had ended disastrously. The difference was that unlike Maria, Tanya did care about me. Too much to be exact. I had to get that restraining order against her to get any peace. And it wasn't like I had been that into her; we had only gone out twice. Granted, I had kissed her once, but that was because we were at a party and played suck and blow. She dropped the card and shoved her tongue down my throat. I didn't mind girls being forward but since I was already on the fence about her, it was not what I needed. That is what ended things with me.

Tanya didn't understand that. She stalked me for two months until I got that restraining order. I even moved to a different part of the city so she couldn't follow me.

I swear though that I still see her on campus occasionally.

That's your paranoia.

But I'm still cautious whenever at work.

"And she is nothing like Tanya" Rosalie said.

How does she do that?

"She was very sweet. A little shy though." I thought about the beautiful woman sitting across from me this afternoon. She had brown eyes that were so expressive, yet hid so much. With the exception of those scars on her right leg, which I was able to view a little more up close, her skin was so smooth. I had wanted to reach out and touch it. I even wanted to run my hand over those scars, letting her know that they are a sign of her strength. My normal gentlemanly manner had disappeared for a bit while I conversed with the mysterious Alice Brandon. I admit, my thoughts travelled to the gutter and I couldn't find it in myself to feel guilty about that.

What I wouldn't give to kiss those plump lips. To breathe her in, make her mine. Watch her on top of me, riding me, as those pert breasts that peeked out of her blouse bounced up and down, teasing and tormenting me as she rides my dick hard. So hard she screams my name as she comes, waking the neighbors.

I shook my head.

It's been way too long since I've gotten laid.

And yet, with Alice, I knew it wouldn't be just sex. I'll admit, I did have sexual thoughts about Tanya at first, and even after not wanting to see her, I did consider having a booty call. Hey, I'm a guy in my late 20s; what do you expect?

"I want her, Rose. Not just for sex. I want to know her, to be with her. I fell for her when you sent me this picture and even harder when I met her."

Rosalie smiled. She knew Alice would be the one for her brother.

I looked at her. "Please, give me something."

She nodded. "She had it rough. None of her relationships were good. She is very cautious and rightly so."

I understood that. I had a suspicion of what it was and if I'm right, pray I never meet the bastard.

"But it's not my story to tell. Get to know her and she'll open up to you."

I nodded. There was no way I was letting Alice Brandon go. I knew that she would resist; hell I was already expecting a text from her saying she couldn't see me again. But I would persist. Not Tanya persist, but let her know that I am the real deal. That she never need be cautious around me; that I will treat her as the goddess she is. I will make her forget whatever asshole hurt her and show her that decent men do exist.

I already knew that she was it for me. She was the one. I had felt it when I took her hand that first time. The electricity surged. I knew at that moment why I had moved back to Chicago. Yes, my job and my family were here, but there was more to it than that. It was because I was to find her. And I will make her see that she is worthy of love, that she is beautiful and should be treated as such.

She is my soulmate.

Yes. I will make her begin again.

A/N: This will mainly be from Alice's point of view but I think Jasper helps to move the story along. Please review.