I couldn't wait to update this little chapter from Jasper's point of view. What will he do? Read and review - more to come, I guarantee it. :) I just couldn't wait...enjoy!

Chapter 9

JPOV

I paced slowly, Bomb Pop in hand, waiting for her to return with the magnificent feast. Truly, I would have been satisfied with just a can of beef ravioli made by the world famous Chef Boyardee, but it seems that Bella's standards were obviously much higher than my own. My cooking abilities maxed out at boiling noodles or pressing buttons on a microwave. Needless to say I had very little food and all of the nearby restaurants that delivered knew me on a first name basis.

My mind wandered as I sat on my couch, propping my legs up on the coffee table. I took a bite of my Popsicle and reflected on the evening thus far. It has been, how would I put this...

Fucking awesome.

I laughed at my choice of words, but with my limited vocabulary, that was all that I could really think of. The girl of my dreams fell into my lap literally a day ago and I was absolutely smitten with her. Everything about her was perfect in her own imperfect way and I already loved her for it. For being Bella. For saving me...

I resolved at that moment that I would try to return the favor to my heroine. Whatever cost, whatever price would be worth it as long as it would be for her.

Speaking of my personal heroine...

Where the hell was she?

I realized that I was chewing on my Popsicle stick as I was lost in my inner monologue.

Perhaps she was warming the meal up there?

No, that couldn't be it, she said that she would bring it back here. I do know how to turn on an oven, so I could at least help with that. I stood and turned on the oven for 350 degrees, assuming that if that wasn't the correct temperature, it would at least be on the right track. I grabbed a bottle of water out of my fridge and guzzled half of it quickly.

Maybe she is changing. I did do a number to her underwear...

My mind traced back to the time that we shared in my hallway upstairs. I shook my head at my lack of restraint; my beautiful Bella deserved to be worshiped on my bed, not fucked against my door. After the lasagna is consumed, I decided that is exactly what I would do. Show her, love her, adore her. Demonstrate how she captivates me: mind, body and soul.

Either way, the woman would know that the world of Jasper revolves around her and I would absolutely never stray from my orbit.

The clock read 11:00 and I started to get nervous. She had been gone for over a half an hour now, at least. I was not keeping trying to be possessive or anything, but now was time to check on her. The last thing that I wanted to do was freak her out by following her back to her place, but she said that she wouldn't all that long. At least that was the impression that I got.

I ran upstairs and threw on a hooded sweatshirt, slipping on my running shoes that I kicked off in haste earlier. I had changed into a pair of loose athletic pants after the shower and was thankful I didn't throw on some shorts since I had to go outside. Now, I had no time to change as I began to feel anxious.

My feet skipped every other stair as I descended down the steps, ran across my kitchen and through my living room to my front door. The cold air hurt as I breathed in deeply, adjusting to the drastic temperature change. I looked to my side once I took a couple of steps out my front door and locked my eyes on her front door.

Her open front door.

"Bella," I shuttered out, barely a whisper, sprinting to her front door, "Bella!" I shouted, nearing the entrance and standing inside the door frame. The kitchen light was on and her tennis shoes were resting on the welcome mat.

She didn't even have time to put them back on.

I walked in her house, knowing the layout as it essentially was the same as my own, peering into the kitchen.

"Oh, fuck...what the hell..." I cursed, staring at the kitchen floor. Fury pulsed through me as I reached into my pocket for my phone to call 911.

The pan of lasagna was dropped onto the kitchen floor...