Chapter 3- Jasper
"For you see, each day I love you more. Today more than yesterday, and less than tomorrow" ~Unknown Author~
After a torturous afternoon of spending time with my brothers, I finally had time to spend with Alice. What ended up happening was as soon as she and I got back, Alice grabbed Rose and Bella, and they went shopping. My guess is that she wanted to avoid any harassment from Emmett. So, I was the sorry soul who ended up getting a countless number of sex jokes from him all day.
The girls had gotten back at least fifteen minutes ago, carrying dozens of shopping bags. Alice had run straight up to our room; all I got was a simple "Hi Jazz." That was odd, but whatever. I'm not in the mood to figure out what she's up to. It's better to keep it a surprise; I'm sure it's something special for tonight.
"I'd better go see what Alice is up to…" I said, standing up off the couch.
"Man, you just can't help yourself." Emmett mocked, I clenched my fists; about ready to punch in the face, but I just kept walking.
When I reached the third floor, I stalked down the hallway to get to our bedroom door. It was shut, and from the looks of it, locked too. I knocked twice, "Alice, it's me."
I heard her footsteps approach the door, and then watched as the lock opened.
With a simple twist of the knob, I walked into the room, and just stared in awe.
Alice had done up the entire bedroom in red roses; some in vases, some not. They hung around almost every inch of the walls, and the ones in vases were on every tabletop. Then, on my pillow lay a single rose; with the brightest petals, and the thickest, green, stem.
I closed the door behind me, and her voice rang from across the room. "Do you like it?"
She emerged from next to the bookcase, wearing a very, very, lacy piece of lingerie. My tongue grew heavy as I stared at her. "Wow, you really outdid yourself."
She smiled, "I try." Alice walked very slowly across the room, almost as if she was teasing me. I just stared, amazed at how beautiful she was.
Alice pushed me up against the wall. "Are you ready for the best night of your life?" She whispered, kissing me repeatedly. I smiled from under her lips, "I've been ready."
She brought her hand up to caress my face, before moving down my neck. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer. She slid her hand down again, stopping to pull my shirt up over my head.
One of her hands still held me up against the wall, while the other threw my shirt across the room. She then began to kiss down my neck; each one leaving a trail of warmth behind. Then, her lips moved down my chest, slowly, making each individual one special.
I slipped off my shoes, and kicked them over by the doorway. My pants were all that was left. Alice slipped two off her fingers inside of the waist, and pulled me over to the bed. She then pushed me down on the mattress, and climbed on top of me. I reached behind my head to grab the rose that lay there; slipping it between my teeth.
She leaned down to whisper in my ear, "Jazz, I can't kiss you with the rose in your mouth." I took the hint, and placed it behind her ear. Alice smiled and said, "Much Better." Before kissing me once again.
I felt her hand travel back down to my waist. She began to undo the button on my pants, and gently slipped them off. Then, she slipped out of her lingerie, and kissed me once more, before whispering, "Happy Anniversary," in my ear.
Morning came faster than her or I would've liked. Alice was sprawled across my chest, while I had my arms wrapped around her body. "So, was it the best?" She murmured, locking eyes with me.
"Alice, it couldn't have been better." She smiled and pushed a strand of hair out of my face. "Good, because that makes up for not getting you a present."
I let out a hearty chuckle. "No gift could ever be better than last night."