AN: A big huge thank you, hugs, and kisses go out to everyone who read and reviewed this little fic of mine. I am very excited about cowboy Edward and Shysper…I think this is gonna be a fun time! I apologize for not being able to reply to your reviews for Chapter One, my kids are on Spring Break, sooo…..nuff said! LOL. I hope the kinda quick update with this chapter will make up for it

A big thank you and hug goes to MrsKatyCullen, who is my new beta! You're so awesome, bb! Thank you!

Another big thank you goes to all the peeps I have been WC'ing with…I wouldn't have this chapter done so fast if it wasn't for you awesome girls (and guy…Andy)!!!

Anyway……on with the show!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing Twilight…but I wish I owned cowboy Edward

JPOV

Sitting in the car with Rosalie, I looked out the window as she drove. I couldn't help but be a little pissed at her for talking to me the way she did, especially in front of Edward. I was so fucking embarrassed, I only wanted to bury myself so no one could see me. Then, Edward spoke up for me. I couldn't believe it. I watched the intensity of his face when he was telling Rosalie off, and I seriously wanted to throw my arms around him and squeeze. He was so perfect.

I'll admit, I was a little freaked when he came up to me in the bar, but under the cover of my lashes, I was checking him out. He was wearing cowboy boots, faded Levi's, and a red and blue plaid button-up that was only buttoned up about three quarters of the way. I could see some of his smooth, tanned chest, and I had to will myself not to get hard.

When I actually looked at his face, though, I was stunned. It may be weird of me to say this, but he was beautiful. He was tanned and had thick, dark lashes, surrounding a pair of gorgeous green eyes. They looked so deep - like I could fall into them. He had a straight nose and high cheekbones. His jaw was sharply angled and lightly dusted with stubble. It was his lips, however, that floored me. They were full and a deep red. I have never seen anyone as beautiful as Edward Cullen.

I was startled as my phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket. Frowning, I reached in and pulled it out, looking at the screen to see who was calling me so late. My heart leapt into my throat as the name flashed on the screen under a picture of a little envelope. Edward. He texted me. Unable to hide my grin, I flipped open my phone and read the tiny words on the screen:

Jazz-

I am so glad to have met you tonight, and have you agree to be friends with me.

I know I'm just a lowly cowboy, darlin', but I'll be honest. I see real potential

with our friendship.

So, with that said, I wanna ask you if you're coming with Rosalie to the barrel

race on Sunday. If you are, that's great! I would love to see and talk to you

again. And, you would get to see me compete! *wink*

Text me sometime, darlin'.

-Edward

Smiling widely, I shut my phone and looked over at Rosalie. She was alternating between looking at me and the road. "Who was that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. I rolled my eyes at her and looked out the window again. I didn't want to tell her it was Edward, especially after the way she had acted toward me at the bar.

"Jasper," Rosalie said, "it's just a question."

Looking back over at Rosalie, I was suddenly mad again. "After the way you treated me and talked to Edward? It's none of your fucking business!" I could feel the heat in my face and I knew that if we were in light, I would be beet red. I was so pissed, though, I didn't care. I had made a friend tonight, and I was determined not to let Rose fuck it up for me.

Rosalie raised both eyebrows this time, as she was clearly shocked at my outburst. "I'm sorry, Jasper," she said. "I know I messed up back there. I was just...scared, you know? I didn't know where you went."

"I know, Rose," I replied, more quietly now. "But you don't have to protect me like you always do. Ever since the bashing, you have been so protective, and that was almost a fucking year ago. I need some space."

Rosalie scoffed at me. "Space? Jasper, you're practically a recluse! All you ever do is write music, play your guitar, and watch that weird Discovery Channel or National Geographic shit on TV. How much more space do you need?"

"Well, for your information, I was invited somewhere on Sunday, and I'm going!" I spat at her without thinking. Suddenly, I was scared shitless. What the fuck did I just say? Oh my God, I think I just made a mistake. Thank God we were pulling in the driveway because Rosalie slammed on the brakes, jerking us to a stop.

She looked over at me with wide eyes. "WHAT the fuck did you just say, Jasper Whitlock?" she asked loudly.

"I said I'm going out Sunday," I said, a little more apprehensively. I just knew the bomb was getting ready to drop. Rosalie was insistent that I never go anywhere without her, Emmett, or both of them. Don't get me wrong, I was scared to go on Sunday by myself, but I also didn't want Rosalie tagging along, either. She was just so overprotective, I couldn't stand it. Taking a deep breath, I decided to tell her everything.

"Look, Rosalie, on my phone, it was Edward sending me a text asking me if I wanted to go see him compete at the barrel race on Sunday. And... I like him, so I'm gonna go."

Rosalie's expression softened. "Oh," she said. "Well, that's okay because Em and I will be there." Satisfied, she cut the engine and got out of the car. I rolled my eyes at her, following.

Once in the house, I raced up to my room so I could text Edward back. I stripped out of the clothes I was wearing tonight, and pulled on some sleep pants. Settling in my bed, I took my phone from the bedside table where I had put it when I undressed and reread Edward's message. Again, it made me smile. I know I was shy around him and all, but knowing that he wanted to see me again really made me happy. I hit the reply button on the phone, and took about five minutes getting out an answer.

Edward-

I am glad you texted me. It made me smile.

I also want to get to know you better, so, I will be there on Sunday...with

Rose, of course. *eyeroll*

Until then,

Jazz :)

I hit the send button and shut the phone, settling back into the pillows. I was excited but also sort of scared about going to the race on Sunday. There were going to be a lot of people there, and I knew I was going to be nervous as all hell, but I would brave it for Edward. There was something about him; I didn't know what it was. When we shook hands at the bar, I felt something - I didn't know what it was. It was a tingly, hot feeling. That was it. It felt like I was burning when we touched. What did that mean?

My thoughts were disturbed by the vibrating of my cell phone. Frowning, I picked it up and saw that Edward had answered my text. That was fast. Unable to contain my excitement or my smile, I flipped open my phone.

Jazz-

Well, I wish I could see that fuckhot smile you say I gave you, darlin'. *wink*

You don't know how happy you made me by agreeing to go to the barrel race. Now I'm gonna have to be sure to win. For you.

I know Em and Rosalie will be around, but maybe we can sneak away to talk and hang out.

Till next time,

-Edward

Holy shit! What was he doing to me? I was grinning ear to fucking ear and I could feel the heat in my cheeks. Hitting the reply button, I decided, what the hell - he couldn't see me blush over the phone.

Edward-

*blush*

to be honest, I don't care if you win or not. I will

be happy to just see you.

Rose smothers me so much, I will be happy to get

away from her. *snort*

-Jazz :)

Hitting the send button, I shut the phone. I was still smiling, feeling almost giddy. I just couldn't believe another guy wanted something to do with me. Especially someone like Edward. He was cocky, funny, and did I mention fucking beautiful? I swear, I could get lost in those eyes of his. They were such a clear, sparkling green...and his muscles! He was toned, and I could see the outline of his biceps through the sleeves of his shirt. I wanted to trace them with my fingertips in the lightest of caresses.

Fuck! I was blushing furiously now just from thinking of him...of touching him. Blushing even harder, if that was possible, I realized I was getting hard. Damn it! Suddenly, I jumped like hell as my phone vibrated again. Picking it up, I flipped it open.

Jazz-

Fuck me, that sexy blush! *wink*

You're gonna kill me!

Don't worry, darlin'. I have a plan for us to be alone...

-Edward

Shit! What the hell was I supposed to do now? Here I was, texting with Edward, with a fucking hard on. I was so glad he couldn't see me right now. Although, if he was serious about me "killing him", I had to wonder...did I make him hard too? Covering my face with my hand, I realized I was getting in over my head. I didn't even know Edward very well, and I already was acting like a fool. Taking a deep breath, I hit reply.

Edward-

I'm killing you? I wouldn't want to

do that... *smile*

-Jazz :)

Before I could change my mind, I hit send and covered my face with both hands. I knew I was flirting with Edward, but I couldn't help myself. Startling me again, my phone buzzed. Wow, that was fast.

Jazz-

You have no idea! Just thinking of your

blush and your smile with those fucking HOT dimples

makes it difficult for me to keep from touching

myself....

-Edward ;)

Embarrassed as all fuck, I replied quickly.

Edward-

I'm sorry...maybe we should stop texting for tonight...

I...um...kinda have the same...um...problem

-Jazz :)

I sent the message before I could stop myself...I had to stop texting him. If I didn't, I was gonna get myself into some shit I didn't want to. Like, wanking over a text. I was so not ready for that. My phone buzzed again, and I hesitated for a second before looking.

Jazz-

I am gonna go for tonight...I have a problem I have

to take care of...but I will call you tomorrow.

I hope you have sweet dreams, darlin'. I know I will ;)

-Edward

Oh, thank God. I typed in a quick good night, hit send and laid my phone on the table, plugging it into the charger. Trying to get comfortable, I snuggled down into my blankets. Edward had completely fucked my mind. He was all I could think about as I lay there, trying to go to sleep. I ended up having to think about my grandma and grandpa having sex to get my fucking hard on to go away. How in the hell was I gonna be able to be around Edward on Sunday if I couldn't keep my cock under control?

It took a while, but I finally drifted off to sleep, with thoughts and images of tonight with Edward floating through my mind. And, of course, I dreamed of him. I dreamed of his green eyes staring into mine right before his warm, red lips met my own.

God, he was so fucking perfect.

The next thing I knew, I felt his hard, naked cock against my ass. Fuck, I was naked too. And he felt so good. He was sliding his cock up and down my ass crack while running his hands over my shoulders and chest, pausing to run the pads of his thumbs over my nipples. I thrust my chest out and my ass back, groaning. Suddenly, I was on my back, looking at Edward hovering over me. His face was flushed, his breathing heavy, and he was glistening with sweat. His face was screwed up in pleasure, and I felt hot cum against my groin.

A strangled cry woke me the next morning, and I sat straight up in bed. Breathing hard, I tried to figure out where the cry had come from. Then I felt it. My crotch was wet and sticky. Oh my God, no...please don't tell me I did what I think I did. Pulling the waistband of my sleep pants open, I looked down then let them go with a snap. FUCK! I can't believe I had a fucking wet dream! At MY fucking age! And the cry...oh my God, that was me....

Feeling the heat rise up my cheeks, I hid my face in my hands, embarrassed as all hell and praying to God no one heard me. But wait. I'm Jasper Whitlock, brother of Rosalie Whitlock. no such fucking luck. I silently counted down from three in my head, and right at one, my door burst open, revealing Rose standing there in her robe with her hair all over the place.

"Jasper! Are you alright?" She started to come in, but I held my hand up. There was no fucking way she was seeing me like this.

"Stop," I told her. "I'm fine. It was...a dream, that's all."

She frowned at me. "You sure?"

"Yes..." I grumbled at her. "Now go, so I can take a shower and get dressed...okay?"

Still frowning at me, Rose backed out of my room and closed the door. As soon as I heard it click shut, I bolted from the bed and locked it. Shit! That was close! I pressed my back against the door and leaned my head back. Good God, how in the hell was I gonna face Edward tomorrow?

I hope ya'll enjoyed the chapter! Please, drop me a review and let me know what you think! Chapter 3.…. The barrel race and Jasper and Edward get to see each other again!

Much love to ya'll,

Penny