Stay tuned for an important author's note at the end of this chapter

Rosalie and Bella woke up early the next day and made me waffles with bananas and strawberries. I wolfed them down as we watched TV. Jasper excused himself around 10 a.m., claiming he had to run some errands. I was pretty sure he was just giving me some time alone with my friends.

They left once I was finished with breakfast and I quickly decided to get to work making myself presentable for the day. The doctors told me I could remove the bandages once there was no longer any bleeding, so I took off the bandages and checked – no fresh blood that I could see. I rinsed them under the bath faucet and checked again, there was still no bleeding.

I washed the dirty water from the tub and then filled it up with some bubbles before stepping into the warm water and relaxing for a moment. Luckily, I had left some disposable razors here last week, so I lathered up with some soap and carefully shaved my legs before moving on to other areas I don't usually mention in polite company.

I washed my hair and rinsed it under the faucet before I heard the front door open. I jumped out of the tub quickly, almost slipping but able to catch myself at the last second, and dried off before Jasper called my name.

"Alice? Where are you, darlin'?"

"In the bathroom," I replied as I slipped my long t-shirt back on.

I toweled dried my hair as he opened the bathroom door attached to his bedroom and walked in with a big smile on his face. Without a word, he wrapped his arms around my waist and captured my lips roughly. He set me up on the counter and pressed our bodies close so I could feel just how excited he was. Show off! I already know he's quite well-hung!

After a few minutes, he seemed to get impatient and lifted me up so he could carry me into the bedroom. I panicked a bit at that point.

"Wait!" I said as he set me on his bed, "I wanted this to be special…I kind of had a whole day planned."

"Alice," he replied gently, "These things are better if they're not planned. It's the spontaneous nature of love-making that's so beautiful."

His lips trailed down my neck to my shoulder, and he tugged at the collar of my shirt so he could nibble playfully at my collarbone. I closed my eyes and let him take over as he moved down further to where my nipples made visible bumps through the material of my shirt. His tongue flicked over my left nipple, and the sensation was no less intense even with the cloth barrier. He nipped at the little bud with his teeth lightly before attaching his lips to my breast and suckling roughly.

I could feel my whole body tingling when he pulled away suddenly. I groaned in protest, but he had only pulled away to tug my shirt over my head and throw it to the ground carelessly.

"That's enough of that," he said as he tossed the garment aside. "Now, where was I?"

His lips found their way back to my nipple and I resumed my moaning as he teased my right nipple with one hand and let the other hand drift down towards the apex of my legs. One long finger dragged itself over the opening of my core lightly until I couldn't take it anymore.

"Jasper…please…" I moaned.

"Please what?" He asked with a chuckle that bordered on sadistic.

"Please…" I continued, but couldn't find the words – my brain didn't seem to be functioning properly. I decided to just show him what I wanted, so I grabbed his hand and forced his finger inside of me.

"Ohhhh," he said quietly, slowly stroking his finger in and out of me, "that's what you wanted? Yes, darlin', I can do that."

I tangled my hands in his hair to keep his lips pressed firmly to my breasts as he brought me to the most incredible orgasm. Just as I reached my breaking point, he bit my nipple roughly and it only seemed to add to the intensity of the climax. Just as my heartbeat started to return to normal, Jasper jumped off the bed and tore his cloths off. He went to his night stand where a box of condoms sat.

"Where did those come from?" I asked breathlessly.

"Remember that errand I had to run earlier?"

"You went out just to get that?" I asked.

"Well," he replied sheepishly, "I overheard you telling Bella you went off birth control, and I seem to remember a promise made yesterday of a carnal nature."

He pulled a condom out of the box and returned to bed. He rolled it onto his erection while I pulled the sheets back and settled into the middle of the bed. Jasper stretched himself on top of me and pulled the sheets back over us. He ran the tip of his dick over my entrance and I closed my eyes and dug my nails into his shoulders. When he finally, slowly eased every inch of himself into me, I let out the longest, loudest moan I think I've ever uttered.

"That good, huh darlin'?" He laughed.

"The best," I breathed.

We worked up to a good rhythm and my moans only got louder and longer. I wrapped my legs around his waist and started grinding my pelvis into his like there was no tomorrow. My hands moved from his shoulders to hair and grabbed handfuls of his golden locks. I knew I was entering dangerous territory here, considering last time I did this I pulled hunks of his hair out, but I couldn't help myself.

Jasper buried his face in the side of my neck so he could suck and nibble at the skin there. His hands were suddenly at my backside, his fingers dug into my ass as he quickened our pace even more.

"Oh my god! JASPER!!!" I screamed as my next orgasm hit me.

"Aw, fuck darlin'!!" He yelled just seconds later. "God, I love you so fucking much."

"I love you, too," I whispered as I let go of his hair – thankfully, I didn't take any of it with me this time.

We calmed down and he rolled us over so we could catch our breath. I slowly ran my hands over his face and through his hair as he rubbed my back. I stared into his eyes and saw such love there it made me want to cry. But, I also saw something there behind his eyes that I couldn't quite pinpoint – almost a look of smug satisfaction. It was something I had seen in James' eyes so many times, but I dismissed it as my mind playing tricks on me.

Jasper is most definitely not James.

After we took a quick breather, we moved out of the bedroom and took our activities to the rest of the apartment. Jasper's kitchen counter, coffee table and big, comfy couch all were christened over the course of the next four hours. In fact, we were still on the couch – me straddling him and riding while he egged me on, saying things like "whoa there, cowgirl, you sure you never done this before?" – when someone knocked at the door. I looked down at Jasper with a questioning expression.

"Hang on, I'm almost there darlin'," he said as he bucked his hips faster.

I moved faster as well, and we both tried our best to keep our screams of pleasure muffled as the person at the door knocked again.

"Alice? What's going on in there?" It was Emmett – why, oh why did it have to be Emmett?

I didn't know what to do; I jumped off Jasper's lap and ran into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and leaned up against the door as Jasper was left to face my brother on his own. I couldn't believe I would do something so cowardly, but I just couldn't face Emmett knowing he basically walked in on me having sex with my new boyfriend – a boyfriend I hadn't even really confirmed yet with my biggest, meanest brother.

I opened the door and peeked outside to find Emmett sitting on the couch; he already had a beer in his hand. He noticed me and waved for me to walk into the living room. I shook my head and shut the door again.

I jumped into the shower and scrubbed down my whole body, despite the fact I had bathed just hours earlier. I was just hoping that Emmett could be gone by the time I got out. After I dried off and slipped into a soft, cotton dress, I took a deep breath and walked back into the living room. Unfortunately, my oldest brother was still on the couch. And, to make matters worse, he was joined by my other brother.

They both sat there with Jasper, all just drinking beers and having a nice time. But, as I stood there just outside the living room I couldn't stop the blush from covering my face. My brothers were sitting on a couch I just had sex on – I wonder if they had any idea.

"Sit down, Al," Edward said.

"Yeah, sis, have a beer with us," Emmett chimed in.

I looked to Jasper, who didn't seem to be embarrassed by the situation at all. That made me relax a little bit, so I went to the fridge and grabbed a Harp's before walking back to sit on the edge of the couch.

After a while, I was able to relax enough to actually join the conversation. Jasper excused himself to the bathroom and as soon as he exited the room, my brothers turned to me with Cheshire cat grins – especially Emmett.

"Hey sis…what have you two been doing all day?"

I couldn't believe this shit – no yelling? No threats to kill Jasper and stuff his body into the back of Emmett's Jeep? They were actually smiling? SMILING? Was this supposed to happen? Were they just waiting for the right moment to strike?

"Oh, Em, you've embarrassed our baby sister," Edward replied when I didn't respond.

I sighed and took a sip of my beer, "Eddie, I'm beyond embarrassment when it comes to my brothers. I reached that point after my junior prom when you and Emmett met my date at the door with hockey masks and goalie sticks."

"Hey, I still maintain we were simply showing young Steven our Casey Jones Halloween costumes," Emmett countered.

"Uh-huh," I said with an indignant snort. "So, what's really going on here? Why are you two so cool about the Jasper situation?"

"Because he's a good guy," Emmett said.

"Yeah," Edward agreed, "And, after James you deserve to be happy. Plus, come on Ali, you're 25 – it's not like we assume you're a virgin or anything."

"Though, we are admittedly still a little creeped out to be so close to where you and Jasper were…you know…doing it," Emmett said with a shudder.

"You wanna be truly creeped out?" I asked, determined to break their cool façade. "Jasper and I totally had sex on this couch."

"EW!!" Both of my brothers practically flew off the couch and danced around the living room in a comical attempt to get the 'dirtiness' off them. I just sat back and laughed as Jasper walked back into the room.

"What did I miss?" He asked as he stood well away from my brothers. "I didn't realize it was the time on Sprockets when we dance…"

Wow…he quotes Dieter, too? He really is the perfect man.

Edward and Emmett finally calmed down enough to glare at Jasper, who promptly shot me a glance in response.

"What did you tell them?"

"That we had sex on the couch," I replied simply.

My brothers set their beers on the coffee table and continued staring menacingly at my boyfriend. I needed to throw out another distraction.

"Oh…we totally had sex on that coffee table, too," I said.

They grabbed their beers quickly and cleaned the bottles off with their shirts as if they were covered in cooties. Well, I guess in a way, they kind of were. Jasper wasn't as amused with the whole ordeal as I was.

"Ali, kitten, why are you telling your brothers these things?" He asked through a plastered on smile.

"Oh Jazzy, they already figured out we were having sex, I was just informing them where we were having sex."

"Stop saying sex!" Emmett finally yelled. "God, that word sounds even dirtier coming out of my little sister's mouth."

"Look, let's just all calm down and watch some TV, OK?" Edward said.

He and Emmett went to sit back on the couch when they stopped. Emmett turned to me, "On exactly which part of the couch were you two…you know?"

I pointed to the spot and my brothers sat on the other end, as far away as they could get. I winked at Jasper and plopped down on the spot where, just an hour ago, we had been making passionate love. He chuckled before he sat down and threw his arm around me.

Author's Note: OK guys, here's the deal – I've been getting some responses to this story that honestly have me a little worried about proceeding with the plot I've had in mind. Many of you seem to think Jasper is some kind of saint, when I said in the description that he's not going to turn out to be what Alice thinks at all. In fact, I had planned on making this pretty dark.

So, I have an important question for all of you; and I really, really want some replies to this. I don't usually ask for a great deal of feedback, but I'm honestly very torn here and I need to gauge how everyone feels.

The original idea was for Jasper to drive Alice to the suicide I alluded to at the beginning of the story. I wasn't planning on him being physically abusive like James, but mentally and emotionally abusive (and before you all get up in arms, yes, I know that any kind of abuse is equally as heinous)

So, the three possibilities here are: 1) Continue on the path I originally intended; 2) Alter the story a bit, and make Jasper less of an asshole in the long run; or, 3) Just give up on this story altogether and move on to my latest idea?

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!!! LET ME KNOW!!!!!!