Twilight characters belong to Stehenie Meyers. This story is rated "M" for a reason. There are adult themes/situations, coarse and suggestive language. If you aren't suppose to be here, please exit to the left. Thanks.
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***Well shy Edward and cocky Jasper finally meet in this chapter. I had fun writing this chapter, and I hope you all enjoy reading.
Snooze buttons were meant to be pressed, and that's exactly what Edward did when the alarm clock blared in his ears. He rolled over and buried his head in his pillow. He was not ready to start the day yet, but he knew he had to get up. He couldn't resist smiling as he remembered Saturday night; since that night he just couldn't keep a smile from his lips. Somehow he'd managed to memorize almost every detail he could about that blonde haired, blue eyed fox when the alarm began to sound again. He grudgingly dragged himself out of his comfortable bed. He was not looking forward to going to the office today. He usually had no qualms about going to work, but he just wasn't up for it today.
He loved his job. Working as a broker for an accounting company had its advantages especially when your father owned the company. Edward stretched and got out bed. He went into the bathroom and started the shower. While the water was getting hot, he used the bathroom and brushed his teeth. He was dreading going to work today because he was not looking forward to entertaining some high-fluting, big-shot from a some big city he hadn't even bothered to remember. His father had been making a big deal about the guy all month because he was like a guru in the accounting world. His father had been counting his lucky stars that he had been able to get him to come work for his company. His father's company was quite prestigious, but he claimed it could use a fresh perspective.
The prick probably has a head bigger than New England, and no doubt is expecting us to treat him like he's royalty or something, he thought grumpily as he got into the shower. Well, I have news for him. I'm not giving his ass any special treatment and I damn sure not kissing his ass to get along with him just because he's all up my father's nose. As far as Edward was concerned, he was just like everyone else in the company and he would get the same as everyone else no matter how important he was to his father or the company.
He got out of the shower and completed his bathroom routine. He wanted to call in so badly but he knew he would walk the plank with his father if he did. His father would firmly disapprove of him doing that, especially since the 'king' of accounting was gracing everyone with his presence today. He wrapped a towel around his waist and left the bathroom making note of the time on the clock on his nightstand.
"Dad is going to bust my ass for being late again!" He started slinging underwear and socks from his dresser. He was glad he'd had enough foresight to prepare his work clothes the night before. He threw the towel on the bed and in seconds flat he was fully dressed. He rushed back into the bathroom and neatly gelled and styled his hair. He suddenly had a steamy flashback of the gorgeous blonde pulling on the same bronze locks while Edward gagged on a mouthful of his nine inch cock. He felt that familiar, uncomfortable tightening in his trousers. He knew he didn't have time to take care of his little problem, so he made a mad dash towards the door. He debated on eating something or just heading to work for a moment, then decided against breakfast grabbing his keys that sat in a little china bowl on a table near the door.
Edward parked his Jaguar in the parking lot and ran to the office. He quickly glanced at his Swiss Army watch and was happy that his timing was perfect. That was a close one, he thought smiling with victory. His father abhorred tardiness, and had threatened his life if he came to work late today. In fact he'd demanded that he arrive early, but obviously he didn't manage to swing that request this morning. He was sure his father was going to give him an ear full for that one, but oh well!
He said good morning to Jessica Stanley, the company receptionist. Jessica had been crushing on him for the longest time, even though she knew he was gay. He'd had to break her heart when she'd tried to ask him out one time. She'd taken the letdown like a champ, but Edward went out of his way to be nice to her because he knew she was so fragile. He didn't enjoy letting the women down, but they were just not what he wanted. He preferred harder, testosterone laden bodies.
He saw his father treading towards him, blatantly pissed that he had not arrived early. He found himself wondering how to get himself out of this one. Carlisle Cullen stopped directly in front of him and crossed his arms over his chest. He raised his eyebrows the way he did when he was about to tell someone a piece of his mind, and scowled at him. He loved his father dearly, but sometimes he could really get on his last nerve; the one nerve on the back of his neck that only relatives could get on.
"I am sorry Dad," He quickly apologized. His father had always insisted on treating him as he did his other employees. He kept their relationship at work very professional and demanded that he addressed him as "Mr. Cullen" as everyone else did. Edward had a hard time with that one, and had given up trying to refer to him as "Mr. Cullen" a long time ago. It pissed his father off royally, but he did it anyway. His father didn't want the other employees to feel that he was giving Edward special treatment because he was his son. Edward didn't care what they thought, but he did try to please his father as much as possible with his other demands. His father demanded much more from him than he did the other workers. He set the bar high for Edward, and he often found it quite difficult to reach it. So much for non-preferential treatment.
"My clock didn't go off this morning. We had some kind of weird power outage last night and I didn't realize that the clock was messed up," he lied. He picked some fuzz off of his charcoal-grey cashmere Brioni pinstriped suit. He had to admit that suit gave him the epitome of power image. With its wide shoulders and slim waist, the sharp tailoring oozed authority. He was grateful he'd taken the time to stop by Brioni's while he was in New York. When they saw he was serious about laying down the cash, they had guaranteed him that they could have that suit altered to fit his physique by the time he was ready to leave. They'd made good on that promise.
"Nice suit." His father complimented him. That seemed to calm him slightly and he sighed in relief.
That was another thing his father demanded of him. If he was going to represent his company, he had to dress the part. He gave Edward a company stipend every month for clothing and shoes, and he even bought that Jag. His father firmly believed that since they had to gain the trust of their clientele when it came to all things financial, they had to look worthy of that trust. Slumming equaled unemployment, and he did not accept his office or its staff to be less than superb in or out of his presence. That also meant Edward couldn't flaunt his lifestyle choice around their clients…in or out of the office. God forbid…some people might disapprove and run off with their wads of millions. It was for that reason that Edward would never tell his father about his fling in New York. He would surely kill him for that little indiscretion.
"Well Jasper has already arrived and met everyone except you," he said placing special emphasis on the words everyone and you. Edward was just about to apologize again when Bella came up to them. Edward shot his friend a bright smile and waved good morning to her. He loved that they worked together. Bella was excellent at her job, and was an accomplished accountant. Edward didn't understand why his father made such a big deal about this Jasper guy when he had her skills and expertise right at his disposal.
"Good Morning Mr. Cullen, Edward may I have a word with you please," Bella said giving Edward looked confused.
"Right now, Isabella?" Carlisle asked impatiently.
"Yes!" Bella said urgently, staring at Edward. "I mean yes sir, it's important," she added more calmly. Edward eyed his friend suspiciously as his father sighed, and nodded.
"Hurry up, we have work to do and you still need to meet Jasper Hale," he told him harshly then turned around and walked back to his office.
"So where is the fire Bella," Edward asked as soon as his father was out of ear shot. Bella looked around frantically then pushed Edward into the bathroom. "What the hell, what's wrong with you?" He asked, surprised by her rashness. "Bella, I can't be in the women's bathroom! Are you crazy?"
"Probably, but that's okay. I'm sure there's medication for that." Edward looked appalled. Bella started nearly bouncing in place from excitement, shaking her hands. "It's about Jasper Hale, you know the new guy."
"Yeah… What about him? Is he a real ass?" So I was right. He is going to be a pain in the ass, Edward thought smugly. Bella shook her head no.
"No it's not that, it's him," she replied her voice rising to a squeal as she said the word "him" and Edward looked at his friend confused, not understanding at all what she was saying.
"Him who, Bella?" He asked, a little irritated. Why was Bella was being so cryptic? This morning of all mornings was not the time for her to make him break code. His friend got a wicked glint in her eye and a sly smile slipped across her full lips that convinced Edward that he was not going to like what Bella was about to tell him.
"Jasper Hale is…." Bella started pausing for dramatics and Edward sighed loudly warning her that she was started to get on his nerves.
"Your sweet piece from New York," Bella squealed excitedly and it took a moment for Edward to fully comprehend what just fell out of Bella's mouth. When the "elevator finally made it to the top floor, and the light finally came on in his head," he felt the blood drain from his face at the realization of what she was saying to him.
"WHAT!" He exclaimed stomping his foot on the bathroom floor, and Bella was nodding and grinning from ear to ear. "What the fuck! How in the hell? When did…why…this is so fucked up!"
"Well actually you two already did that, but, um…" He glared at her and she bit her bottom lip to keep from squealing loudly again. Thank God she'd locked the bathroom door, because someone was trying to get in. They sounded annoyed at the discovery that the door wouldn't give them urgent access to the relief they sought. "I don't think he recognized me though," she stated with a small pout.
"How is this possible?" Edward exclaimed feeling light headed. He grabbed the sink and closed his eyes taking deep breaths trying to make the walls stop spinning.
"I don't know. Guys usually never forget me." Bella joked then noticed Edward's serious face. He looked as pale as the undead. "Oh come on Edward! It's not the end of the world! These kinds of things happen all the time!" Edward glared at her again. "Or not." She offered. "At any rate, it's not a big deal!"
"Not a big deal! I threw my drunken ass all over him when I didn't even know his name," Edward shrieked. He grabbed her shoulders. "Bella, he fucked the living shit out of my ass…literally. That mattress probably has a permanent mold of my body in it!"
Bella bit back a laughed and her eyes danced. "Wow. That sounds hot."
"Bella…" He warned. "I'm serious." She swallowed her amusement. "I let him fuck me, and…and…boy did he ever…but still…that's not the point. I left before he woke up," He continued waving his arms frantically. Edward paced the women's bathroom nervously thinking about what the hell he was going to do.
"Bella! This is not who I am! I don't sleep with strange guys I don't know!" She bit back another laugh as if she was saying, 'well actually you do' but she held it in. "Bella, I'm not some kind of fucking man-whore!" Edward ranted. "Oh my God, he is my father's new star employee! My father will kill me," He shouted feeling himself go from angry to hysterical in less than a second.
"Okay, relax Edward. Breathe. There is no reason your dad has to know about it." Bella said trying to calm him down with rubbing soothing circles on his back. "What happened in New York, stays in New York."
Edward gasped in unbelief. "Like hell it does! In case you haven't noticed Bella, New York has sent a slice of its pie, and it's sitting in my father's office! This is your fault! If I didn't go on that stupid trip and sleep with that…that…mmm…never mind, I wouldn't be here in this stupid situation," he barked harshly and Bella flinched at his words.
"Edward, you're overreacting as always. Didn't you say he thought you were gorgeous? Stop and think, dude. Maybe he will be glad to see you," Bella said with a hopeful face, but Edward just gave her a death glare and growled. She smiled. "Or was it beautiful…sexy…or…"
"Bella Swan, I swear I don't hit girls, but I'm about to belt you good."
She laughed. "The guy thinks you're hot, Edward."
"He was drunk as hell Bella! He probably didn't even realize he said it! I swear to God, I can never bend rules! I always fuck it up! If speed, I get a ticket. If I lie my nose gets longer. If I screw in New York, the ass finds me!" Edward snapped then hung his head to his chest. He tried to calm himself down so he could figure out what to do since it was obvious he couldn't stay in the woman's bathroom all day…or could he? He shook his head knowing that he was being silly. His father would murder him, and since he was already dressed in that nice Brioni, he could just go ahead and bury him with no worries.
"Maybe he won't remember me; we had a lot to drink that night and we were both wasted. Maybe my face and my ass will be a black blur in his mind, and he can't even remember anything about me." He said, feeling hopeful, and Bella thought for a moment and her face dimmed.
"What?" He asked.
"Yeah, maybe, as I said he didn't recognize me so…but…I seriously doubt it bud. That guy was staring at you like your blood was singing to him. Then he got all up in that…" She pointed to his crotch and his ass. He moaned loudly. Bella hid another laugh. "I'm sorry sweetie." She stifled another one. "I don't think he'll ever forget that piece of heaven." Bella replied.
He groaned. "Bella Swan, as much I want to slap you right now, you're sadly right. Who am I kidding?" He groaned again, this time louder. He crossed his arms over his chest, and hung his head again. Bella came over and put her arms around him, resting her head on his chest.
"I'm, sorry, but I really think this could work out for you." She offered. "Go get him, Tiger."
"Bel-la…" He whined. "This is just jacked up."
She pulled back and winked. "I'm sure…unn…unnn…something will be up when you see him. He's a dynamite hottie—" He reached for her, but she ducked out of the way. "I gotta get back to work before I get fired." She blew him a kiss. "And that little tight ass of his is going to have you—"
"BELLA!" She laughed and ran towards the door, unlocking it. "I can't stay here forever either so stop fucking with me!" She told him goodbye and left. He locked the door again and then walked over to the sink, turning on the faucet. He splashed his face with water to help calm himself some more.
"He won't recognize me; he will have no idea who I am," he told himself almost believing it as he dried his face with a paper towel. He checked his appearance in the mirror and nervously smoothed his six-thousand dollar suit.
Edward left the bathroom with his head held arrogantly high, hoping to look as if nothing had happened and it was business as usual. He started his daily routine but as soon as his father saw him he called him into his office. Nervously, he straightened and smoothed suit again, taking a deep breath gathering the papers and documents that needed Carlisle's attention.
"He won't recognize me; he will have no idea who I am," he chanted his mantra to himself once more then entered his father's office. Carlisle Cullen sat at his power desk and another man, who he assumed was Jasper Hale, sat in one of the two chairs in front of it. Thankfully he didn't turn when he entered. "Good Morning Mr. Cullen. I have some documents that you need to look over," he said remember his formalities. He circled around the desk trying his best to stay away from Jasper Hale's direct line of vision.
He took a side long glance at him and his heart skipped all over the office. There was no mistake about it. It was without a doubt the guy from New York and he was so much more attractive than he remembered. His blonde hair was smoky hot and Bella was right…that tight body of his was setting Edward's on fire. It felt like someone had thrown him into an inferno. How can one man look that damn good? Edward thought. Was he genetically engineered? Was he even human? WOW! KA-POW was more like it! Edward quickly looked down at the papers again.
"Okay, but before that I would like you to finally meet Jasper Hale. Jasper this is one of my brokers, who is also my son Edward Cullen," Carlisle started and Edward tried not to cringe as the man turned his attention to him for the first time. His stomach dropped to his feet as he saw the look of shock and recognition cross Jasper's face. Shit! Shit! Shit! This cannot be happening to me, he cried silently.
Edward forced a smile and held out his hand politely. "It's nice to meet you Mr. Hale. We've heard so much about you," He stated trying to keep his voice and hands steady.
"Thank you, I am glad to be here," He smiled brilliantly, his eyes dancing when he took in what he thought Edward's sexy, muscular body looked like in that suit. He was intrigued and Edward secretly gloated amid his horror, that he'd met Jasper's approval…again! He took Edward's extended hand and shook it. He felt shivers run through his body at Jasper's touch and he released his hand from his trying to keep calm. He noticed that Jasper was smiling. This cannot be happening to me, he complained again as he forced himself to look away from him to Carlisle. He handed the papers to his father robotically listing off the business that needed his attention.
Edward refused to turn his attention back to Jasper. If he didn't look at him, he could almost convince himself that it was someone else sitting there and everything was still right in his little corner of the world.
"Thank you Edward," his father told him once he was finished. "Good work on closing this deal. This one is a huge deal for us." Edward nodded and he turned and noticed Jasper watching him sending his little corner of the world back in chaos. He briefly wondered if his father knew the infamous Jasper Hale was gay.
"Nice to meet you Edward, I look forward to working with you," he said and Edward could almost hear him laughing at him. He gave him a polite nod and rushed out of the office towards his office where Bella was waiting eagerly.
"So," Bella asked drawing out the "o" for several seconds as soon as Edward sat down at his desk.
"What kind of fuckology is this? This is so fucked up! I don't see how this could get any worse!" Edward groaned and let his head fall to his desk with a loud thud.
"I can't believe he didn't recognize me," Bella pouted and Edward tilted his head towards his friend so he could glare at her.
"You have ruined my life and reputation and all you care about is how he didn't recognize you!" He whispered angrily and Bella just laughed as if Edward had said something incredibly funny.
"Damn Edward, you are so melodramatic. Honestly I think this will actually be good for you."
"I cannot see how this could possibly be good for me!" Edward could not believe his awful luck. Bella shrugged and got up from the corner of Edward's desk.
"Only time will tell," she chirped and walking toward her own desk and Edward glared at her feeling purely livid with anger, embarrassment, and horror.
"Only time will tell," Edward mocked his friend angrily. He lifted his head up from the desk rubbing his forehead where he was sure there would be a red spot. He leaned back into the chair wondering how he was going to avoid that man and finally decided there was only one sure way. To dedicate himself totally and completely to his work then maybe just maybe he could make until the end of the day then run like hell back to his apartment.
The day passed quickly and it appeared his plan was working to perfection. He hadn't had to speak to Jasper Hale again. He glanced at his watch and saw it was time for lunch. He'd made it halfway through the day. Edward was relieved that his private hell was almost over, but didn't know how he was going to make it day to day with Jasper's sexy swag all over the place. He got up out of his chair and grabbed his suit coat and keys. He decided he better put that coat back on because he didn't want Jasper getting any ideas. Thou shalt not tempt the new employee…The book of Edward chapter one. He looked around and didn't see Jasper anywhere and decided it was the perfect time to leave. He made a mad dash for the door to only run into a large wall of muscle halfway there. He started to lose his balance and someone held onto his waist preventing him from falling.
"Easy there, Tiger," he heard an unfortunately familiar voice say with an obvious hint of gloating. Tiger? Oh he definitely remembers me! Edward's body started to react to their proximity to each other. There was that damn blaze again. There was so much chemistry between them that neither one of them could hardly refrain from ripping the other's clothes off. Of course, neither would admit that…of course. Edward pushed himself away from him with the hope of not making a fool of himself. He stared into rarest shade of blue eyes he'd ever seen. His heart pounded in his chest when Jasper gave him his breathtaking smile. My God! Edward thought. This is one fine ass mother fucker! He shivered and Jasper chuckled when he felt that, causing Edward to blush profusely.
"There it is." Jasper's whisper was barely audible, as he sweetly took in the change of color on Edward's face. He blushed again, and Jasper winked at him.
Dear God…please open up the earth and swallow me now. Amen. Edward thought. This couldn't be any more embarrassing.
"I'm so sorry. Please excuse me," Edward muttered moving to the side so he could walk past him and towards the door, but Jasper quickly moved in front of him and blocked his path.
"What's the hurry?" he asked then grinned wickedly as he added, "again!" Edward felt his throat tighten, his jaw dropped and his face turn a bright red. He caught that innuendo. Jasper was referring to him leaving him alone in bed without so much as a "bye."
"I…I…am not…not in a hurry. I am just going to lunch," He managed, failing in his attempt to sound confident.
"Really? So was I," Jasper's smile nearly made him blow his pants right then. Oh My God! This can't be happening! "Since I'm new here, why don't you show me where the best food is," he said, amusement filled his voice.
"I am sure anyone else in the office would love to help you," he replied quickly moving for a third time only to be blocked by him again. Oh God! He's trying to make a fool of me! He had a sinking feeling all the way down to his Italian shoes.
"Yeah I suppose they could, but something tells me none of them will be quite the pleasant distraction that you are," He replied with a mischievous look on his face. Edward pressed his lips tightly together feeling himself starting to get really angry.
"I really don't think that is a good idea," Edward snapped with a glare trying to make it clear he didn't find this at all funny.
"Of course it is, Tiger," he teased and Edward flinched when Jasper used that nickname again. Jasper leaned slightly towards him then added in a whisper, "after all you owe me considering you used my body and left me hanging…literally." He winked. Edward tried to resist giving Jasper the pleasure of enjoying seeing him blush, but failed miserably. He opened and closed his mouth, but was lost for words. He felt more embarrassed than he had ever felt his entire life. His gaze fell to his feet having no idea how respond him.
"It's just lunch, Tiger." Jasper said and Edward looked up to him with determination to say 'no way,' but Jasper had the cutest, sexiest pout on his face that caused a traitorous smile to spread across Edward's face. Admittedly, he was going to be sexiest lunch date he'd ever had, and one that his father would definitely disapprove of.
"Alright, but just today." Edward relented but was silently cursing himself for giving in so quickly. He seemed to be doing that a lot these days. Jasper was grinning happily as he held his arm out for Edward to take, but he just walked passed him to his Jag. There was no way he would touch him any time soon. Touching Jasper Hale was way too dangerous. That man did vile things to his body, and distance was best.
The drive to the small diner where he always ate his lunch had never felt so long in his life. To make things worse, Jasper was slowly, silently violating his body with those wicked blue eyes of his. Edward tried hard to keep his attention on the road and off the smile on Jasper's face when he noticed the slight bulge in Edward's pants.
"Will you stop that already?" Edward looked at him and could help smiling. "Jesus."
Jasper reached over and stroked his cashmere cover thigh. Edward nearly jumped out of the car at his touch. Dangerous, he thought to himself. Jasper Hale was trouble.
"This suit is quite dapper on you. So flattering…" His voice was low and heavy. "Mmm. Makes a man think things he shouldn't be thinking about." He removed his hand, and leaned towards him. It was a good thing they were stalled by a traffic light. Jasper's closeness would have caused him to crash the car otherwise. Jasper inhaled deeply, and Edward turn to face him just as those blue eyes disappeared behind Jasper's eyelids. Their faces were mere inches apart. Edward didn't know what to make of this, but he took a moment to inhale Jasper. He smelled of Clive Christian No.1 and strawberry scented shampoo. Edward knew that scent anywhere, because he had a bottle at home…and the strawberry shampoo as well.
What is taking this fucking light so long to change? Edward thought.
Jasper opened his eyes, and leaned an inch closer. Edward's face felt like it was on fire. Jasper smiled. "Your sexiness..." He whispered in Edward's ear. "…is painfully uncomfortable."
The light changed and Edward felt like he was going to cum in his pants, or at least hop on Jasper for a quick ride. Either way, he felt as if he was on the brink of going insane when they finally arrived to the restaurant. Edward thanked God once more as he got out of the car.
"Flo's?" Jasper asked looking up at the little diner.
"Oh, yeah. She's the best in town." He replied walking towards the diner trying to put as much distance between them as possible so Jasper would not see just how badly he wanted him right then.
"Well that's good enough for me," he stated closing the distance between them till he stood by his side. He cursed mentally as Jasper opened the door for him, the simple gesture made his stomach twist and his pulse quicken.
"Good afternoon, Edward dear, what can I get you and your friend today," the middle age woman asked putting emphasis on the word friend with a large grin on her aged face. She eyed Jasper who was following Edward looking like he'd just stepped off the cover of GQ, or more like a Greek God. Edward was sure she thought they made a gorgeous couple…the perfect match. She sat them in a booth near the back for privacy, even though they were just having lunch. Edward felt himself blush and he pretended to look at the menu.
"Flo this is Jasper Hale, he's going to be working with us. Mr. Hale this is Flo," he mumbled behind the menu.
"Please call me Jasper, and it's nice to meet you. I hear your cooking is the best in the whole town," he told her and Flo beamed with pride before turning to face Edward.
"Oh this one is a keeper," she said winking and Edward felt his face reach a brighter shade of red as he buried his face further into the menu. Oh great! Now rumors will start to fly! He thought grumpily finally ordering a salad but he didn't think he would be able to eat anything despite the fact he didn't eat anything that morning. His stomach was nothing but a mass of knots now and Jasper just laughed seemingly oblivious of his suffering as he gave Flo his order. Why did he ever let Bella talk him into that stupid weekend, he pouted. Once he felt his face return to normal, he lowered the menu from his face.
"So I am a keeper huh," Jasper asked with his bright sexy smile and amusement written all over his face.
Edward covered his face with his hands trying to hide the awful blush that tinted his face a bright red. "This is not funny," Edward protested between his fingers which only got him to laughing again and he leaned over the table.
"I find all of this very amusing!" He gave Edward that sexy little wink of his. "Oh come on, Tiger. Lighten up. I will say this. You are the most gorgeous man I have ever laid eyes on, and I have no regrets. I thoroughly enjoyed every inch of that beautiful body of yours," he mused and Edward glared at him. He was obviously not going to let what happened in New York stay in New York. Edward hadn't expected to ever see him again, and now here he sat on his corner of the globe, having lunch with him. Edward stared back at him and found himself dissolving again when those precious blue jewels sparkled back at him. He was so doomed. Jasper Hale was slowly injecting him with his poison, and he felt more than willing to let him to it. Edward tried to snap out of the trance. He couldn't allow himself to get caught up. Pretty soon the entire town was going to know about his sexcapades and his life would be over forever.
"Oh and by the way. I forgive you for leaving me." He smiled. Edward was starting to believe he was really hurt by that.
"I'm sorry." Edward apologized. Before he had a chance to explain, the food came and Flo started talking to them. A few minutes into the meal, Jasper complimented Flo on her renowned cooking, and she was drawn to him. He winked at Edward again causing him to blush.
He reached over and wiped something from Edward's mouth with his thumb, trailing the digit over Edward's lips. He chuckled when Edward moaned against his thumb, the vibration sending shivers through Jasper. He slipped his thumb into Edward's mouth just a bit when he unknowingly granted him entrance. Edward's blush was faint this time, but noticeable. He was completely overwhelmed with Jasper's alluring aurora, and wondered if Jasper was really Aphrodite's son.
"That's nice, but my cock looked so much better than my thumb right here." He pulled his thumb out of Edwards' mouth and smiled. Edward felt himself turning green this time instead of red. "You're a dangerous man, Edward Cullen." He took another bite of his food. "Very, very dangerous." Edward nearly fell out of the booth. He'd thought the same thing about Jasper. "And that little blushing thing you do. That shit is going to be the death of me."
"Well, I guess I should stop. We wouldn't want you…dying…or anything like that." He fumbled over his words, red as house paint.
Jasper reached out and stroked his hand. He smiled devilishly. "Oh, it's quite sexy. That's an excellent look for you." He leaned closer to Edward so no one could hear him. Edward shifted nervously in his seat. "It's even more sexy when you're underneath me moaning…and that little whining noise you made when you gave me that sweet little flower of yours…that little noise has caused me to successfully dry out my skin from taking so many cold showers. It's all I can think about."
Jasper chewed his food slowly and deliberately. Edward felt weak. He put his hand over his face and brought his water to his mouth with the other. His cock was rock hard and he was embarrassed to admit that he allowed another man to have this kind of influence over his body. Jasper was gazing at him intensely now, lust grazing his face. He wanted him.
"Edward, look at me please." He politely demanded.
Edward peeped at him through his fingers. Jasper gave a little laugh to show his amusement. "You are just adorable. I'm going to have so much fun with you."
Fun? I never agreed to that, Edward thought. I want this to end now. This has far exceeded my quota for embarrassing moments.
He laughed again when Edward's mouth formed an 'O' shape when he said, "All you have to do is ask, Tiger, and I'll take care of that little problem for you."
He winked. Edward blushed. Lunch with Jasper Hale was unequivocally a bad idea.
A/N: Well, I am loving straight forward Jasper in this. In fact I have decided to back up in the next chapter to get his POV from their time in New York and bring his POV to present lunch date. Edward is so introverted but he is definitely attracted to Jasper. Jasper is feeling him as well…I love the chemistry between these two boys. So hot.
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