Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns the Twilight universe. The title of this chapter and opening quote belong to Dolly Parton.

Synopsis: Bella interrupts Alice and Jasper during an intimate moment.


"Hello, are you free tonight? I like your looks, I love your smile. Could I use you for awhile? It's all wrong, but it's all right." - It's All Wrong But It's All Right by Dolly Parton

It's All Wrong But It's All Right

She was positively wrapped around him. Her legs encircled his waist, their heights even for the moment.

He was leaning against her desk, cupping her bottom to hold her against his body. His shirt was open, her nails raked down his stone chest. She traced scars, knowing that if she was clear-headed, she could recite the story of each scar's origin.

His lips were moving against hers in a way that was utterly familiar and somehow new all at the same time. She smiled against them as he balanced her carefully and moved to open the buttons of her shirt with one hand. "Why do we wear shirts with buttons?" he asked as he looked down, frustrated when one refused to slip out of the buttonhole.

She grinned and skimmed her lips against his jaw. "Just tear it."

He did as she asked with a quick, effortless motion and lowered his mouth to rain kisses over her collarbone as the scraps of her shirt fluttered to the floor. He wrapped his arm around her and fiddled with the clasp of her bra. "Why do you wear bras?"

Alice laughed. She kissed a familiar scar near his ear and whispered softly, "You know, after fifty years, the real question is, why aren't you better at that?"

As if to prove her wrong, he slid the top hook out of the little eye easily and grinned smugly. "I just like to tear your clothes." He punctuated the statement with the simple flexing of his fingers. The other hook popped off with a ripping noise and a little metallic thump as it hit the desk chair on its way to the floor.

She rolled her eyes with a grin and then let them fall shut as his lips moved across her jaw and down the pale white column of her neck.

The vision hit her instantly and she groaned.

"Are we in mortal danger?" Jasper asked, kissing her throat in between his words. She had stiffened nearly imperceptibly as the vision hit. Her emotions had suddenly become tinged with annoyance.

"No." She threaded her fingers through his hair. "Bella's going to walk in on us."

Jasper skimmed his lips over to the strap of her bra. "And then she'll walk out again?"

Alice nodded. "Yes."

"Then I don't care."

She raised an eyebrow. "And people think you are such a gentleman."

He made a growling sound deep in his throat and leaned back to smile at her. "I have beautiful wife, we aren't in danger, and we're supposed to be home alone." His grinned turned mischievous as he heard the front door open. "Bella's lucky she's just walking in on the foreplay."

Alice laughed fully and swatted his chest lightly.

This was the Jasper that still kept her on her toes. The one that could cast off the pain of his memories and the stress of his shortcomings. The one that could joke with Emmett and delight in her enthusiasm.

"She is going to be embarrassed."

Jasper kissed her jaw again. "She'll forget about it the first time she walks in on Carlisle and Esme."

She groaned. There was so little privacy in the house. They had all interrupted each other at some point in their long time together. "Poor Bella."

As if she heard her name, the door flew open. Jasper grinned against Alice's skin and he felt her fingers tighten in his hair.

"Alice, I – Oh, I wasn't –" Bella stammered. "Sorry!" she nearly squeaked. She turned and started to flee.

"Door!" Alice yelled, grinning as she felt Jasper shaking with laughter.

"Sorry!" she called again as she ran back, her eyes neatly averted.

Jasper was laughing audibly as the door slammed shut. Alice tilted her head and smiled when she heard the thud of the front door slamming moments later.

He leaned back again, his laughter beginning to subside. "She'll knock from now on?"

Alice nodded. "And listen more closely." She pulled his head closer. "You know..." She kissed him softly. "We could have just locked the door."

Jasper laughed. "No way."

Alice's eyes narrowed as another vision flitted through her mind. "You have a bet with Emmett...about this?!" Her voice was high with both surprise and amusement.

"He said Bella would definitely walk in on him and Rose first." He nipped at her bottom lip. "I bet on us."

She gave him a skeptical look. They were discreet and careful. Rose and Emmett were exactly the opposite. "Not the safest bet."

He shrugged and held her tight, pushing himself off the desk suddenly and carrying her over to the bed. He tore off the remainder of her ruined bra as he walked. "I'll always bet on us." He deposited her on the bed and tumbled after her, their lips crashing together, renewed passion taking over her amusement. "And." He nipped at her collarbone. "I just won a hundred dollars."

"Good," she said on a moan as his lips moved lower. "You can use it to buy me a new bra."

Note: This was fun to write. I already have several more one-shots in various stages of completion. I will post more next week. Review!

- Brynna