***DISCLAIMER: I created Jade but everything else from the Twilight Universe belongs to Stephenie Meyer... sadly that includes Jasper... but Steph I'll gladly take him off your hands. hehehehehe

Jade POV

The moment I looked into his eyes I knew that life would never be the same again and I was ok with that. "Yes Jasper... I'll go... but I need some things from my apartment first." I told him trying to keep some control over this situation. If this is the way it had to be he had to meet me on my terms as well. "Of course darlin." He answered me in that sexy southern drawl and offered me his hand which I took. "My car is just a few blocks away." As we walked all I could think was.. Stockholm Syndrome has never looked so damn good. Jasper was one of the sexiest men I'd ever seen. His hair was golden cut into shaggy waves down to his broad shoulders and accentuated his strong jawline perfectly. He was wearing a sinfully tight black long-sleeved black shirt that made me imagine what those defined muscles looked like uncovered. He was a tall, lean, muscular, mystery man that captivated my full attention... now I just need to know what this whole vampire thing was and we'd be in business.

We stopped in front of a restored black Dodge Charger and I swear I creamed my panties a bit at the sight as Jasper was digging in his jeans for keys.

"Ohhhhh sweet baby Jesus! Is this your car?"

He just gave me this cocky grin and answered, "Sure is darlin. This baby is my pride and joy. Can you drive stick?"

"Uhh yeah why?" I asked confused.

"I just thought you might be more comfortable driving to your place and I'd drive us back to Peter's."

"REALLY?" I shrieked and jumped up and down like a kid on Christmas morning "Are you sure?"

He unlocked the car door and dangled the keys in front of my face.

"Take the keys and let's go darlin."

Like I needed more of an invitation, hot guy, hot car, and me driving... HEAVEN! I took the keys and slid into the seat and he closed the door for me. I reached over and unlocked his door and started the engine as he got in and listened to the engine purr. I pulled away from the curb easily and got a good feel of the clutch quickly and started seeping towards my apartment. We had the windows down and I looked over at Jasper and he was lounging back in the seat with his eyes closed.

"You're not going to sleep on me are ya? We're almost there."

He lifted his eyelids and looked at me dreamily. "No darlin I don't sleep very much."

"I'm sure you don't," I replied as we entered my apartment complex. After a couple of minutes of driving through the complex and over the speed bumps I parked the car at the very back where I lived beside my baby... my Ducatti motorcycle. Before I knew it he was out of the car and had my door open. I looked up at him completely dumbfounded.

"Wow a gentleman, I forgot what you fellas looked like." He just chuckled and gave me his hand to help me out of the car. I took a deep breath of the summer air lingering. It was warm, humid, and the scent of magnolias and honeysuckle was heavy in the night air. My building was the very last one in the complex and sat right beside a lake. He walked close to me as we walked the short sidewalk to my door.

I had a large loft apartment and everything but the bathroom ant the closets were in open view of the front door. I've always been a simple and minimalistic girl and my time in the military made me even more such a woman. My place was well set up and suited me perfectly. I had my living room area, workout corner with an elliptical machine and punching bag, bedroom area, and my small kitchen with a large bottle of Maker's Mark sitting on the counter with a few glasses on the counter. Hello my pretty and I walked over to it and poured two glasses. I handed one to Jasper and went over to my bedroom area to change my clothes. I had my shirt and my boots off and was taking off my skirt when Jasper cleared his throat. I forgot he was there, oh well.

"Sorry, I have no shame. I forgot you were standing there." I said standing there in a black satin bra and panty set. I looked at him and his eyes darkened as he swallowed the contents of his glass in one big gulp. He set the glass down on the kitchen counter and stalked towards me. My heart was pounding and I was having trouble catching my breath when his icy fingers grazed my arm leaving a trail of fire in it's wake. He looked into my eyes and I swear they turned black as he reached down into my closet and grabbed my military issue duffel. He tossed it behind me unto the bed and in the same motion spoke directly into my ear wait... was he sniffing me?

"Best to get packing darlin. We still have a long night ahead of us."

"Uh yeah... you're right... how long are we going to be gone anyways?" I asked trying to shake off the effect he had on me. I was slipping on a pair of skinny jeans and grabbing a tank top when he sat down on the bed and finally answered my question.

"I have no idea... it could be a few days... it could be a few months or years. So I would grab anything and everything sentimental and as many clothes as you can pack. Which judging by your closet everything should fit in your duffel." He finished with a chuckle.

"Ha ha funny man, I buy quality not quantity" I said waving my black Louboutin stilettos in his face which just made him laugh harder. He was truly beautiful when he laughed I thought as I grabbed the remaining 6 pairs of shoes I owned. Strappy silver Louboutin stilettos, brown Rainbow flip-flops, Adidas running shoes, low top black Chucks, military issue combat boots, and my coyboy boots went back on my feet. The shoes found their way to the bottom of the bag and I started methodically stacking my wardrobe on top of it. Lucky brand jeans, Old Navy tanks, a couple of sundresses and skirts, various tops, the contents of my underwear and sock drawer, a set of BDU's, and my Dress uniform from the Army.

I looked over at Jasper who lovingly placed the few photos I had on the walls into a box I added my photo album, jewelry box, and my laptop. I went to the bathroom to grab my toiletries tossed them into the top of the bag and I was done. My whole life was in a bag and a box, oh crap my firesafe. I crawled under the bed and pulled out a suitcase like safe. It held $500,000 cash, birth certificate, passport, military paperwork, and my Glock .45 handgun and holster. I brought it up and pulled the gun and holster out and strapped up around my chest. I checked the gun's sights and made sure the clip was loaded and had a bullet in the chamber. When I slid it home under my arm I looked at Jasper who seemed to give me a questioning look.

" I was in the Army, I can handle a handgun just fine. I know I agreed to go with you but this gun doesn't leave it's holster til I can be assured of my safety or I need to use it. There's no way you can talk me out of bringing it. If you want me to go with you, this is the way it will have to be." I explained to him calmly and assertively and he just nodded his head.

"Of course darlin. Whatever you need to do to feel safe."

I sighed in relief. "Ok I'm done here. Can you take my stuff in your car so I can take my bike?"

"Sure thing, as long as you think you can keep up." He said giving me that cocky grin again.

I put on my motorcycle jacket and my yellow lensed driving glasses as I turned to look at my apartment for the last time. I locked the door and walked down to my baby, mounted her and started the engine. Jasper had the car loaded and was waiting patiently for me.

"I'll keep it slow so you can keep up." He said trying to be funny again.

"Jasper shut up and drive." I kicked it into gear and sped away... he'll catch up quick enough... I think.

Up next... the truth about vampires at Peter's house. Keep reading and comments are appreciated.