Edward was such a puritan, always trying to do the right thing. Always denying himself something.
Jasper wanted Edward to want him.
After they'd kissed Edward disappeared pulling that tortured angry face he so often had.
Jasper went back to the old house he rented. He probably should have taken something a bit posher, if he wanted Edward to stay with him. He didn't mind that it was run down. Edward on the other hand, would have something to say about it.
When he was inside it was like the 21st century didn't even exist and the civil war still raged outside.
The old house resisted all attempts to be changed. It still felt like what it used to be, an old bordello. Sometimes the big old rooms felt as if ladies in corsets and their customers were lounging in the rooms around him, only making a hasty exit as he arrived.
Jasper hoped that Edward would come to him soon. When he did he would teach him so many things. Carlisle had such control over him it was like he really was a child, doing what he was told. Believing that if you tasted human blood it was near impossible to stop. That was not true, it was just like anything else. It involved practice. Jasper never said anything to him when they lived together, he hadn't want to upset anyone. Sometimes it was hard to keep his opinions to himself.
How much easier it was to eat humans! Sometimes he didn't even have to go out. They came to him, expecting to find the previous residents.
Jasper would lure them in. They thought he was one of them, a college student, Do I know you? They would ask. Aren't you in my English lit class?
They would gladly sit and drink. Not realising they were the only one doing so, talking all the while. Enthralled with Jaspers beauty.
If they lived or died Jasper couldn't care less but he didn't want the police on his doorstop asking him questions.
He would leave them unconscious on the couch, save the killings for when he went out. Some mornings he would come back down stairs to see them still there, waiting for him to get up! He would never understand people.
Sex!
Jasper found it incredulous that Edward never had sex before Bella.
He wondered, what was that all about? People had urges, especially Vampire people. How did he keep it all to himself? He must have felt the need before Bella.
Edward was very old fashioned. He would not admit to feelings for men, not to members of their family. Maybe Bella was just the first woman he had been with. He might have spent days with men, other male vampires, when he said he was out hunting. Jasper started to get excited just thinking about it.
Jasper opened the window and sniffed the night air looking for Edward's scent. It was not there. He started to miss Alice, her round little face and sweet smile. But they were on different paths at the moment. Maybe in a hundred years or so.
Right now one way or the other Jasper wanted to end this obsession with Edward. One thing at a time.