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So, it seems that you were… frustrated with the cliffie. Because of two particularly amusing reviews, I have decided to update today and not leave you hanging all weekend. Enjoy!

SATURDAY - I HAD TO ASK...

"Emmett and Jake, huh?" My tone hardened. I hadn't planned to talk about them, but now seems like as good a time as any. Let's get this over with.

"Yeesss?" Ask away, I know you have questions." She was wary. She knows I can tell.

"They keep you safe, don't they? Protect you. But there is something more. I haven't figured it out yet, but I can tell. Y'all haven't dated, have you?" I knew the answer. If they had dated, Emmett would not have let me anywhere near her. She confirms, but thinks she's as protective of them. Not a chance. It's different for guys.

I explain what I saw at the bar. How Emmett kept her close, mirroring my movements around her. He was letting me know that she was, on some level, his until he chose to let her go. I didn't go in detail about Bella's movements. She mirrored mine. Moving to me if I stepped to far away, keeping me close. That's why I know that she doesn't feel for Emmett what she feels for me. Will her answers reflect what I already know, or will she hide from me. It's better to know now, before I… care more.

She asked something I hadn't examined fully.

"How was he after Rosalie showed up?" I replayed the intimate moment between Emmett and Rosalie and thought back to his behavior after she showed up. Completely different. He had let Bella go.

"He was very wrapped up in Rosalie and relaxed around me to the point of being friendly and talkative."

And then, she stripped everything down. She saw right through me. She moved so she was facing me, direct eye contact and laid everything bare.

"Well that's good to know. Now, instead of treating me like a suspect, why don't you ask me what you want to know, and I will give you a direct answer. We have already established that I am a terrible liar, that lying is a deal-breaker for you and that I have no interest in keeping anything from you. So, ask away."

"Have you and Emmett had sex?" Fine, no games. Let's get to it.

"We have not had sexual intercourse, but we have been intimate. When we are not intimate, we sometimes fall asleep together." She blushed, but maintained eye contact. She… they… WHAT? Oh, shit, I pissed her off. I need to get all this out, and I need get my reactions under control or I'll fuck this up.

"What? You asked me! I told you I wouldn't lie. Don't look at me like that!" She hollered at me. She was pissed.

I stammered, I really didn't think she would tell me the truth. And she let me have it, again.

"If you don't want to know, don't ask me. I agree with you that lying is no way to start out. I won't volunteer any information I think doesn't matter to our relationship, but I will always answer your questions honestly. If you want to continue down this path, I have a feeling you have more questions." Yep. I pissed her off. And I can't stop my mouth from asking more.

"Were you ever in love with him?"

"No, never. And I never will be, just as he has never, and will never be in love with me. Our relationship is based on the understanding that we will forever be the best of friends and that anything more than that is just so wrong in so many ways. Ask your next question."

"Have you had sex with Jacob?" I already knew the answer to this one, but I need to know that she won't lie. I NEED to know.

"He was my first and that was the only time we have had intercourse. We have been intimate on several occasions after that, but not often. And we have also fallen asleep together. All three of us have fallen asleep together. And no, I am not, nor have I ever been in love with Jake, and he has never and will never be in love with me."

Her words are driving me mad. Not in love, intimate – what the fuck does that mean? I'm trying to control my breathing. Trying to figure out… and then it hit me. She's here with me. She's not with Emmett, or Jake, or anyone else. She's telling me about her past. Past. Emmett and Jake are her comfort, but she wants me. I can see it when I look at her. She isn't holding anything back from me, because she doesn't want to. There is no guile, no lie, nothing hidden. She risked everything, gave me every answer I asked with nothing from me. I risked nothing and she trusted me. I'm an ass! My turn.

"My past, Bella, is very difficult. I will tell you anything you want to know, in time. I want you to know this, I do not trust easily. I apologize for asking such blunt questions. You have given me more than I deserve in answering so directly and honestly. For that I am grateful. You trust me and I know, with out a doubt, that I can trust you."

"Do you want to know more about Jake, Em and, me?"

"No, I don't. The thing is… Bella, this is only our second date, and we met on Monday, this Monday. It seems sudden, I know that. But I… I have no interest in dating anyone else. I have no right to ask anything of you, but I will be keeping myself apart from all but you." My voice was shaking as I looked at my hands.

"Jasper, I made that commitment to you on Thursday, and Emmett made that commitment to Rosalie, too. We were… we slept in the same bed, but there's nothing there. There is no one else I want, Jasper, only you. I just didn't want to scare you off." Her tiny hands held my face as she said this. I pulled her onto my lap and kissed her, deeply. I couldn't help the tears falling. I felt so overwhelmed with love for Bella. I felt relief that I had remembered how to trust another person. I don't have to hold back from Bella, because I know she won't hurt me like…

"Jasper, please take me home." Shit. I freaked her out. Damn. Okay, get it together and take her home.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. I'll get our things and take you back." I tried to get up, but Bella didn't move, still holding onto me.

"Silly, Jasper." she whispered "Take me to your place. I want you, all of you. I don't need to wait."

Both halves of my brain must have slammed together. She said what? Rewind, replay. Okay, the brain is back in order. Bella wants me to take her to MY place, because she wants ME. Damn. That is so not the reaction I was expecting.

"Yes, Ma'am!" I tried to keep the elation from my voice. Failing miserably, because Bella giggled and slid off my lap.

I wrapped everything in the blanket, not focusing on anything but Bella and getting her home. I held her hand as we scaled back down the path to my truck. Bella sat next to me in the truck, peppering me with kisses, running her hands over my chest, thighs, arms, making me moan as my cock strained against my jeans. I kissed her deeply at every red light we hit. I think we hit every fucking light red. Of course.

Bella and I ran into my apartment stripping as soon as the door shut behind me. I kept the lights off, trying to keep my mind off the discussion we would need to have later, and focused on the beauty before me, revealing all of the body I so desperately want.

I hadn't even gotten all my clothes off; I pushed her against the wall, impatient for contact. I don't want any space between us. I need her skin on mine. Her body molded to mine and she whimpered as I cupped her ass and lifted her up, keeping her pinned to the wall. She wrapped her legs around my waist and started to grind against me. She held onto me while I unzipped my jeans, taking them and my underwear down.

"Jasper, don't stop. Please, I need to feel you inside me." She panted in my ear.

"Anything for you, my Bella." She gasped and moaned as I thrust inside her, feeling the heat of her around my length. That's right baby, Jasper's home.

"Jaasper, oh God… yesss" she moaned, breathless, raking her fingers through my hair, rocking her hips to meet mine.

I have to move or I won't be able to hold back. I start moving her up and down on my cock as I walk to the bedroom, kissing her neck, her sweet lips, feeling her hot tongue in my mouth. Oh, God, this is what I've craved. I've wanted this woman for my whole life and never knew it. I put her on the bed, still moving inside her. She spread her legs wide, as I ran mine hands along her thighs to her ankles feeling her shudder at my touch. I move her ankles to my neck, lifting her as I thrust inside, leaning against her, rubbing her clit and feeling her start to tighten even more, moaning louder. Yes, ma'am! That's MY name she's screaming. I'm so close, but I want her to cum first.

"Let it go, darlin', let me hear that sweet voice." I whispered in her ear.

"Harder, Jazz, God, harder!" Did she just growl at me – Fuck YES! Your wish is my command! I pushed her deeper into the bed and snapped my hips as hard as I could, relishing the slapping of our bodies together. Her fingers digging into my chest as she writhed and screamed as her climax hit. She came so hard, drawing me with her. I had no control over the grunting escaping me as I came. I collapsed, trying to keep my weight off her, still twitching inside her.

As our breathing calmed, I laid down next to her, memorizing her face. She truly is an angel. I smoothed the hair away from her face, running my hands from her hair to her body, tracing the curves, loving feeling of her skin under my fingers. She smiled sweetly as she looked at me.

"I'm not done with you yet, cowboy." She purred as she started to move her body over mine.

"Cowboy? Do I need to get my hat?" I chuckled. I'll do anything this woman asks me to.

"Ooo, I like the sound of that, but I'm not sure I want you away from me that long right now. Maybe next time, Jazz?" I think I like my new nickname…

"Whatever you say, my Bella. Now, I believe you weren't done with me?" I held her hips tightly and started lifting my hips, grinding into her, eliciting another delicious moan from her sweet lips. That sound goes straight through my body like a lightning bolt, and I'm at full attention again. I lift her up enough to position my cock right at her entrance. So hot, so tight, made for me. She drove down onto me, burying me deep inside. I fought closing my eyes, not wanting to miss a second of her passion.

"Jazz, mmm, you feel so good inside me. I feel complete with you, like everything that's been missing is whole again." I pull her down, to me, hugging her, kissing her. We fucked before, now we were making love. Now it's all of us, not just our bodies, but our hearts.

"My sweet Bella. I've waited so long for you." Our bodies, moving together, deep, passionate, eternal. I rolled us over feeling her beneath me, staying close, keeping contact with her skin as if she may disappear from me if I let her up. I can feel her getting closer, her movements becoming more urgent, feeling her tighten around me, moaning, whispering my name over and over. I wrap her leg around my waist, moving deeper, steady, not moving out, just deeper in until she starts quivering, her legs shaking, her walls shuddering around me. The only thing my mind can find is Bella, Bella, Bella… over and again, Bella. There's nothing left to hold back, I thrust deeper still, both of us coming together.

I carry her to my shower, keeping the lights off, and we gently wash each other. I make sure to keep Bella in front of me, but I know that I'll have to show her soon. If she stays here tonight, I'll have to tell her before I fall asleep…

"Where'd you go, Jazz?" her voice was quiet and her eyes expectant.

"Sorry, darlin'. I got lost in the past." I took a deep breath and let it out. I guess I should do it now. "Bella, remember I told you I had a difficult past?" my voice is trembling and she hears it.

"Yes. But Jasper, you don't have to tell me anything you don't want to." She brushed her hands along my cheeks gently.

"Will you stay with me tonight, Bella? Will you stay here, in my bed tonight so I can tell you my story?"

"Of course, I will. I want to call and let Emmett know where I'll be. He does still worry about me, y'know." She smiled playfully, trying to get me to relax.

"I have to tell you my story before I fall asleep. I have… I have terrible nightmares and you have to know why." There, I said it, now she won't try to stop me from telling her. Tonight, I will tell Bella about Maria.

A/N: So, you have your hint. Now, I have the next chapter written, but it's short. It's just Jasper's story and his telling of it. Should I continue to work on the story and add Jasper's story with Their Sunday plans, or do you want his story before I leave for the weekend? If I get ten requests for Jasper's story, I'll post it tonight.

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