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"You just lie there and relax," I told Jasper once he was in bed. "Let us do the work."

Jasper shook his head. "I want to watch," he said, his voice raspy.

I smiled, grabbing Edward and pulling him closer. "We're going to watch you, too."

Jasper was already naked, sitting up in our bed and watching as I took my time getting Edward undressed. With Jasper to the side of us, giving him a full view, I slowly pulled Edward's shirt over his head, then ran my fingers down his chest. Following that with kisses trailing down his chest, I pulled his boxers and pants down, helping him step out of them. Of course I stopped and left a few licks and kisses on his thighs on my way back up.

Edward's hands immediately went beneath my tank top, pulling it off and then throwing it to the side. His mouth covered my nipple and my hands wrapped around his thick cock. When his lips vibrated against my skin, I smiled and sighed, squeezing and stroking him faster.

In an uncharacteristically aggressive move, he turned me around and sat me down on the bench at the end of the bed. I laid back, then scooted up between Jasper's legs. One of my hands moved to the rough hair on the thigh of his non-broken leg, the other cupping my breast. I made sure to position myself so that I wouldn't jostle or bump into Jasper's broken leg.

As Edward moved up my legs, he kissed and pulled the skin between his teeth. By the time he reached the apex of my thighs, I was squirming. I kept trying to stay still, not wanting to shake the bed, but it was so, so good. The build-up, the way he licked me so slowly at the seam of my thigh and my pussy. The way he pushed his pointed tongue deep inside me, letting the rest of his mouth and lips rub and stroke.

He kept me right on that edge, even when I rested on Jasper's leg and ran my fingers through Edward's hair, tugging and pushing and pulling and demanding. Even when I begged, whimpered, and pleaded with him. He would pull back, smirk at me, lips and cheeks wet with me, and then continue his torture.

Jasper hummed. "Make her come."

Hearing his words, feeling his fingers in my hair as he stroked and touched me, combined with what Edward was doing, I came hard. I was half convinced Edward would continue to tease me, but his mouth pressed against my clit and slid across it perfectly. My back arched and Jasper's hand left my hair, reaching to tweak my nipple.

What I thought was breastmilk landed on my opposite breast, but when I heard Jasper's noises, I realized he'd come. He'd come all over my breast. And, frankly, it was fucking hot.

It took me a moment to remember to breathe, and by the time I started to sit up and find something to wipe myself with, Edward had already crawled onto me. His eyes were narrow and dark; predatory. He looked at Jasper, at my breast, and then at me. He quickly licked his lips, then reached his tongue out to just below where the come was. In long, measured licks, he cleaned me carefully.

I shivered when I realized what he was doing, and it made me want to come again. I reached down and touched myself. When Edward's lips wrapped around my nipple, his teeth tugging gently and then the vibrations of his moan tingling through my whole breast, I came again.

Even after all that, after I was exhausted beyond exhausted, I wanted him inside me. I wanted Jasper inside me. I wanted us to be whole and together and perfect. We were as together as the three of us could be, though, and that had to be good enough.

"Give it to me," Jasper rasped.

I realized I'd sort of tuned out what they were doing, lost in my thoughts. Edward was sitting up on his knees, cock in hand, stroking himself to orgasm. He got as close as he could to Jasper's mouth, both of them contorting awkwardly, and groaned as he came.

Fuck.

I shivered again, my body clenching and jealous.

They kissed for a minute, then Edward carefully extracted himself, helping me up and off the bed, too. We brushed our teeth and snuggled with Jasper wedged carefully between us.

Emma woke up in the middle of the night, which was rare for her to do. I rocked her and nursed her, changed her diaper… nothing helped. Most of the night, we rocked and snuggled in the glider. When the sun came up, Edward came into the room.

"You okay?"

"Yeah," I said, nodding. "She's just been fussy all night. Maybe she's coming down with something?"

Edward immediately found the thermometer and we took her temperature, but she didn't have a high fever — just a little elevated.

"She's probably teething," he said, reaching for her. "What's wrong, little one?"

He kissed her nose and they bounced around the room. She calmed in his arms, and I hated and loved that. I was glad she was finally settling down, but damn, couldn't she have done that hours ago? My eyes closed, and I dozed as they wandered the room. Edward turned her CD of music on and I moved to the couch, spreading out and curling on my side.

The sound of Jasper's crutches woke me up and I sat up.

"Hey, beautiful." He sat next to me on the couch.

"Hi. Shit, what time is it?" I asked, yawning.

"Almost noon. I have to grab some things from the grocery store," he said. "Can you drive me? Emma can stay with Edward."

"Of course. Can I grab a quick shower?"

"Yes ma'am."

His smirk was in full effect and I smiled back at him. My chest felt like it might explode from the happiness and contentment I felt.

"I love you so much. I hope you know that." I leaned closer, kissing him and putting a hand on each side of his face.

"I really do," he whispered against my lips.

"Okay, gimme ten! Wait, fifteen," I said, running to the shower. "Oh, twenty! I need to pump or nurse first!"

"You have plenty of time," he said, lingering in the doorway. "I'm not in a rush."

While I stripped and turned the water on, he watched. He stayed, watching me the entire time I showered, and while I dried off, and then when I got dressed.

"What the fuck are you doing, stalker?" I asked, laughing. I wanted to make sure he knew I was being half serious, half playful.

"I'm watching you; really watching you. You're so fucking amazing. You take care of all of us without complaint, and you manage to still have such a great attitude."

"Well, I think you're fucking amazing too, Jasper Whitlock. Now shall we go find the other two amazing people that live in this house and get this show on the road?"

When I was done pumping, I stocked my milk in the freezer and found the three of them in the kitchen. Emma was in her highchair and Edward was feeding her some cereal.

"Okay, Mommy is going to the grocery store with Daddy!" I said, kissing Edward. I had no idea why Jasper needed to go to the grocery store, but I shook my head. "We'll be back in a bit. You're okay?"

"Of course."

I helped Jasper into the car, then got in and started it, backing out of our giant garage.

"So, Edward's birthday is coming up," Jasper said. Suddenly, it made sense why he wanted me to go with him, instead of Edward.

"Should we throw him a party? It's not for a few weeks," I said, doing some quick math in my head. "We could invite everyone over?"

"Actually, I want to go somewhere far, far away."

I reached over for his hand. "I know you do, but we can't go right now. You get the cast off in a few weeks, then physical therapy. Maybe we can have a trip planned for after you're done?"

"That won't be for a long time. What do you think we should do?"

"Hmm, what if we did a quick day trip? What if we did a whole tourist thing in our own city? We could go to the Space Needle and Pike Place and the aquarium…"

"Stay in a fancy hotel downtown?" he asked, his mouth turning up again.

"Of course," I said, rolling my eyes. "Do you think the press will have died down by then?"

"I fucking hope so," he muttered. "I like that idea. Do you think you can make up a list of places to go and things you think we should see? We can get Esme and Carlisle to watch Emma. I'll take care of the hotel."

"Absolutely."

It felt nice to have something to look forward to.

At the store, we grabbed milk and bread, laughing about nothing and sharing quiet moments. Well, quiet aside from the squeak of his crutches. And the occasional photo taker. Thankfully they were usually people asking Jasper to pose with him — long-time or recent fans. There was one rude man, but we ignored him and he gave up after a few minutes.

Over the next few weeks, Jasper and I worked together to plan the weekend away. I was so nervous about leaving Emma, but she was eating more solid food and taking fewer bottles. We were three months away from when I intended to wean her off bottles completely, so I tried to remind myself of that.

Edward had gone back to work, which was good for him, but bad for me and Jasper. We'd established a new routine and once our third set of hands was gone, we had to figure it out and shift our responsibilities. It was harder to get dinner ready at a reasonable time, and Jasper's cast was almost ready to come off, which meant more doctor visits.

On the Friday we were going to be away for the weekend, I took Jasper to get his cast off. It was scary watching them saw the cast off, and I'm sure Edward had told us, and the doctor repeated it, but I was shocked when I saw how … damaged his leg looked. It was clearly shrunken, and I could tell he'd lost muscle mass. I wished Edward had been there to hear and absorb the medical jargon and reassure us.

Physical therapy would begin the following week, and the doctor was still optimistic. Jasper was completely unsteady on his crutches, his whole walking routine messed up without the cast. I knew we'd need to help him even more than usual over the next few days while he adjusted.

"See?" I said to Jasper in the car. "You'll be back to being Whit on the field in no time."

He smiled, hoping with all hope, I could tell, but not wanting to say it out loud. I'd carry him with my hope, too, I decided. When we got to the house, I put Emma down for her nap and helped him in the shower. The doctor had warned us about the dead skin and smell, so I stripped and got in with him. I was careful to try and not hurt him, but I could tell there were moments that he winced or held his breath. It made me extremely nervous to care for him in this way, but he kept reminding me everything was fine. When he was dried off and dressed, he went out to the living room and I packed up our suitcases. When I was done, I set the luggage by the front door and found Jasper on the couch. I curled against his side.

"Come here," he said, tugging on my shirt.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't."

Jasper pulled me onto his lap and I straddled him. We both had wide grins, and when he started to kiss and touch me, I felt like I was in high school. We were making out on the couch, grinding against each other and being playful. It was fun, and if that was the way the weekend was going to start, I couldn't wait to get to the hotel.

Our touching slowed, needy kisses turning sweet, and I played with the hair on the back of his neck as I pulled back to look at him.

"Excited for this weekend?" I asked.

"Hell yes. You, naked, two days… we may never leave the hotel room."

"So single-minded, dirty boy."

"Just how you like me," he said, winking.

The garage door opened and I startled, shifting my weight on Jasper's legs. He winced, but swore he was okay, just surprised.

"Well hello there," Edward said, smiling at us.

"Hey you," I said, smiling back. "How was work?"

"Exhausting. What's with the suitcases?"

The doorbell rang just then, and since he was closest, Edward opened it.

"Hi Mom," he said, reaching to give her a hug. "Dad."

"We're going downtown. Happy birthday," I said, standing and wrapping my arms around him.

"Seriously?" he asked, laughing. His face lit up, and I was even more excited about the weekend.

"Yep. All Jasper's idea."

I watched them embrace, then kiss, and I almost had to clear my throat; Edward's parents were standing right there, after all.

"Come on, boys. Let's load up the car and go! We have a dinner reservation and I need to change, and do my makeup."

Emma was up from her nap and I held her close, rocking back and forth as I worried about the weekend.

"You promise you'll call if anything goes wrong?"

"Of course," Esme said. "I did do this with Edward, you know… and just a few months ago with Emma."

"I know. I trust you. I'm just nervous."

"It'll be fine, Bella," Esme said. "Just go enjoy your weekend. Enjoy not having to nurse anyone, or meet anyone's needs but your own."

"Thank you for this," I said, handing Emma to Carlisle and hugging Esme.

I walked out and closed the door behind me, exhaling and trying to let go of my worry. Who was I really kidding, though? I'd be worried all weekend.

Edward drove, and Jasper sat in the front passenger seat, with me in the back. When we got to the hotel and pulled up to valet, I jumped out to help Jasper. Edward was on his other side, and I could tell we were getting eyed from several people. When we checked in, I had to bite my cheek to keep from laughing at the fact that Jasper had booked the honeymoon suite — and the front desk clerk clearly knew who he was. And was hitting on him.

"Shall I send complementary strawberries and champagne up to the room, Mister Whitlock?" he asked.

"That would be lovely. Thank you."

"My pleasure."

I turned toward Edward, hiding my giggle in his chest. That guy was too much, and I teased Jasper the entire elevator ride up to the room about the way he'd said my pleasure. When we were inside, I unpacked my dress and lingerie, then went to the bathroom to do my hair and makeup after a quick shower. I knew they were changing, too, but it took them about a tenth of the time to get ready.

Wrapped in my towel, I wandered out and began picking up the small scraps of purple satin and black lace, putting them on.

"Do you have to get dressed?" Edward asked. "Can't we skip dinner?"

"No way! This is your birthday dinner. No skipping. Plenty of time for being naked later, promise."

I smiled, adjusting my boobs in my bra and grabbing my dress from the closet where I'd hung it.

"Zip me?" I asked, turning to Jasper.

He placed a kiss at the base of my neck, then pulled the zipper carefully up to the top.

"I look forward to undoing that in a few hours."

"Me too," I said quietly.

We walked to the restaurant, the three of us holding hands. One of the best things that happened after we were outted was that we didn't bother to hide. Not everyone knew — who Jasper was, or that we were all together — but we no longer worried as much. A few people had left Edward and Carlisle's practice, but not enough to count… and a surprising number of new patients flooded the offices.

"We have a reservation," I said to the hostess, smiling. "For Whitlock-Cullen."

She smiled back, her eyes moving to our linked hands briefly. "I have you right here. Follow me."

"That reminds me," Edward said once we were seated. He turned toward Jasper, grinning like the Cheshire cat. "Gonna change your name now?"

We laughed, but I knew Edward was being serious. So did Jasper.

"It might be time," he said. "Maybe that could be another part of your birthday gift."

The subject was dropped for the moment, a hum of excitement threading through all of us at the thought. We would all finally be the same. A real family, complete with matching last names. All we needed was a minivan and more kids. That thought made me smile even wider.

We shared a bottle of wine, then a second bottle when the first was empty, and by the time we made it back to the room, there was a lot of touching and kissing. I needed to pump before I got too far ahead of myself; my breasts were already sore.

Jasper unzipped me, and I made my way to the corner of the room where I could plug the pump in. They were on the bed, fancy clothes still on as they made out. Edward laid on the side of Jasper's good leg, and I loved watching them touch each other. When I was almost finished, I picked up my phone and quickly texted Esme to ask if things were still going okay. She texted me right back, thankfully, and I felt better, ready to try and let go of the mom guilt of leaving Emma.

I slipped my dress the rest of the way off and hung it back up, then walked to the bed. I'd learned to appreciate how my new body had curves, and when they turned their heads, I knew I looked sexy. I felt sexy.

They pulled me onto the huge bed with them, and I laughed. It didn't take long before I was more turned on than ever, hands and mouths roaming.

"I want to watch you two," I said, sitting back a bit.

Jasper and I were home together so much we had more time to be intimate. I missed watching them and seeing how they worked together, and I knew Jasper missed Edward and the closeness they shared. Everything had been awkward, and although they certainly couldn't have acrobatic sex, they could be sweet together and love each other.

Edward reached for our bag stashed on the nightstand, and pulled out a condom and bottle of lube.

"You okay?" he asked, straddling Jasper's pelvis.

"Yeah." Jasper's voice as thick and heady, matching Edward's, and I knew I'd made the right choice. I smiled.

Edward rolled the condom onto Jasper's cock at the same time Jasper grabbed Edward's hips, pulling him forward. Jasper grabbed the bottle of lube and when Edward bent to kiss him, I could see Jasper's fingers. He played with the divot between Edward's cheeks, pushing in and pulling out slowly. Each movement was careful and measured, and my breathing increased with both of theirs.

When Edward sat back up, he left his palms on Jasper's chest. "You'll stop me if you're in pain?"

Jasper nodded, and Edward positioned himself, sinking down slowly. He would lift up, then sink further, repeating the same motion several times. Once he was completely filled by Jasper, they started moving together. It was noisy, the sound of their skin slapping as Jasper thrust up and Edward sank back down. Small words were clipped together and shared, but the best part was watching them watch each other. The way they looked at each other with such love — knowing I was part of that, too — it was amazing.

I moved closer, my hands and mouth joining in the fun, and Jasper came shortly after. Edward sat to the side of him on the bed, and Jasper pulled my hips over his face. I squealed and made sure he could breath, then leaned forward and took Edward in my mouth as Jasper went down on me. It was an awkward angle, not entirely comfortable, but Jasper's mouth and Edward's cock quickly made me forget any discomfort.

After my second orgasm, Edward came, and I swallowed quickly. I wanted to collapse and close my eyes, but I got up instead, peeing and brushing my teeth as they did the same. It was hilarious to watch Jasper use his crutches nude, and I couldn't help but giggle as we walked back to the bed.

"Thank you," Edward said quietly when we were tucked in.

"Happy almost birthday. I'm exhausted," I said. "I don't think I've been up this late since before Em was born."

"Rest up, gorgeous," Edward said. "We have all day tomorrow to get through."

Jasper was on one edge, Edward in the middle, and I sighed a deep, happy sigh. My fingers laced with Edward's and Jasper's rested on top. We were so close it was almost uncomfortable, but I knew we'd separate while we slept, and I wanted to fall asleep as connected to them as I'd felt that whole night.

The next morning, I woke up and Jasper was out of bed. I was surprised Edward was still asleep and that Jasper had managed to leave the room without waking us with the crutches. I threw on my robe and went to investigate. He was on the couch in the sitting area, coffee cup in hand, watching sports.

I flopped on the couch next to him and poured myself a cup of coffee.

"Do you miss it?"

"Every second of every day."

We were quiet, then. I didn't want to say anything trite to downplay how he felt. I couldn't imagine losing my whole identity, but then, I'd never really felt like I'd found my identity yet. I'd thought I was meant to be a lawyer, but that didn't work out exactly how I wanted. I loved being a mom and wife, but there still felt like something was missing. It wasn't as if I felt like I was wasting my life away, I just wasn't quite sure I was fulfilled. We'd talked about having more babies, and discussed that I'd stop taking my birth control pill in a few weeks. Jasper wanted to get a little more physical therapy finished and I agreed with that. I had to admit the idea of another small person around excited me, though.

Jasper yawned and I moved to the end of the couch, grabbing his shoulders and resting his head down in my lap, allowing his foot to be elevated on the other end of the couch. My fingers ran through his short hair, twisting the curls and playing.

"Should we order breakfast?"

"Probably. What are you in the mood for?"

"Pancakes. And bacon."

"That sounds good. What do you think Edward wants?"

"Hmm. Depends. If he's being Healthy Edward, oatmeal. He's probably in Vacation Edward mode, though, so maybe bacon and eggs?"

I reached for the book that had the room service menu in it and we looked at it together, deciding on a random selection of things. After I'd ordered, I asked the woman I was talking to to please note that they should knock quietly; I wanted Edward to get as much sleep as he could.

Jasper and I went back to our easy silence, and before too long, there was a soft knock on the door. Jasper stood and tipped the room service person after he'd laid out all the food — easily enough food for six people. I had to laugh, but couldn't wait to dig in.

"Something smells amazing," Edward said, walking out of the bedroom.

"Happy birthday!" Jasper and I said in unison.

Edward smiled and laughed, his cheeks turning pink. "Thank you."

We sat around the table, grabbing little bits from each plate.

"Space Needle today?" Edward asked.

"Sure," I said, turning to Jasper. "Are you feeling up to Pike Place after that?"

"I think so," he said. "Let's see how the day goes."

We weren't in a hurry, so we showered slowly. Jasper leaned on us, and we all helped wash each other. It wasn't sexual, but another moment of connection and caring. We got dressed and headed out. It had been years since I'd been to the Space Needle, so it was a fun visit. Edward was constantly in amazement, wandering the observation deck and talking about the history.

When we were ready to go, Jasper still felt fine, so we headed to the market and wandered. We grabbed a bite to eat and sat for a bit, relaxing and soaking in each other's company without the everyday stresses looming.

"Good birthday?"

"The best," he said, smiling. "Truly."