BPOV
It took me exactly thirty seconds to get over the shock from the fact that Edward was kissing me, but after that I went in for the kill so to speak. I copied his stance, weaving one hand through his wet but still smooth hair and slid the other one to the back of his neck to keep his lips on mine. I didn't know if I would ever get to do this again so I was taking full advantage of this opportunity.
His full and supple lips felt amazing on mine. They were smooth and soft and felt like heaven. I felt his hand slip to the small of my back and grip me closer to him, hedging up the hem of my shirt so that he was touching my skin. Being this close to him started to bring back memories: The smooth feel of his hands as he caressed my back and the smell of him as he hovered over me. That unique smell….
I pressed myself closer to him as I moved my lips with his--- we were perfectly synchronized, like we had been doing this forever. I took his bottom lip between my own and sucked on it, biting down only slightly earning a quiet moan from Edward. It made me want to do more. I wanted to find out what else made him feel good. I already knew what he did to me, but I wanted to see what kind of effect I had on him.
Gaining some confidence from his previous moan, I let my tongue travel to his bottom lip, sliding it across softly and slowly. He opened his mouth slightly, not breaking the kiss to grant me entrance. As soon as his mouth was open though, I lost my confidence. My lips stilled and my tongue stayed in my own mouth. I was caught off guard when Edward gripped a piece of my hair and moved my face closer to his, slipping his own tongue out and into my mouth. It seemed like he explored every single corner there was to my mouth and I began doing to same.
I loved the feel of his tongue on my own and the taste, my god the way he tasted was amazing. I could feel myself becoming lightheaded and I let myself droop slightly, leaning some of my weight on Edward. He grasped my waist even tighter and turned me around so that I was pressed up against the door. I could hear the chain rattle from the inside as my back hit the door, but I didn't care how much noise we were making. If we were disturbing any neighbors, the disturbed neighbors cold go to hell for all I cared; this was not a time I would be living up to my martyr reputation. No way was I going to stop this so someone could have some piece and quiet.
Edward stopped kissing my lips suddenly and I missed the contact, but was soon sustained when his lips found my neck. He started at my collarbone and then made his way upwards to my ear. "Don't hold back so much next time," he whispered into my ear before he nibbled on my earlobe and began kissing back to my shoulder.
When his lips got to mine again, I followed his instructions immediately. I grabbed his head, my hands finding their way back to his scalp and silky locks and I slid my tongue over his bottom lip again. This time when he granted me entrance, I didn't stop. I slipped my tongue into his mouth, exploring what was becoming familiar to me, concentrating once again on how good he tasted.
He broke the kiss again and leaned his forehead against my own, both of us breathing like we'd just run a marathon. "Bella," he said.
"Yes?"
"Look at me, in my eyes please." I obliged his request, looking into his deep, beautiful green eyes. "Yes?" I asked again.
"I like you, Bella; Very much so, actually." I could feel my heart quicken and my breathing hitched. Please god, don't let me be dreaming. "Are you going to say anything?"
"I like you too Edward. Very much so," I said, reciting his previous words back to him. I saw as his eyes brightened and he pushed me harder onto the door as he leaned down to my height to kiss me and I heard the chain rattle again. Suddenly there was nothing behind me to support my back and I would've fallen if not for Edward's quick reflexes. I turned around to see where the hell my door had gone and my eyes widened at the sight before me. There in my doorway was Jasper, shoulders squared and arms crossed and a look of anger that I hadn't seen on his face in a while. "What the hell are you doing to my sister?" he asked, his voice menacing.
I could feel as Edward quickly unraveled his hands from my waist, putting them to his own side and taking a step back and clearing his throat. "You must be Jasper."
Jasper's anger was clouded by confusion and I stood by warily, watching him examine Edward up and down. "Yea," he said, "do I know you or something?"
"Uh, well… no, but I don't know you either. I only know you're Bella's brother." At the mention of my name, Jasper's confusion vanished completely only leaving the previous anger there. "Get inside Bells."
Flashbacks from when I was a teen rushed to me and I recalled all the times Jasper had been unnecessarily overprotective and I stood where I was; I had a feeling I would have to call the cops to rip Jasper's hands from Edward's neck if I went inside. It wasn't that I thought Edward couldn't handle himself, but I didn't want it to have to come down to him needing to. "No, Jazz. If you're going to be 'talking' to him, then I think I should stay out here."
He sighed loudly and shoved his hands in his pockets, leaning against the door while glaring at me. "You can glare at me all you want Jasper, but I'm not going inside."
"Please Bella, go inside. I promise I won't do anything; I just want to talk to him."
"Well then maybe we should all go inside if all you want to do is talk." I could see his resolve crumbling. He glared at me a couple more seconds and then rolled his eyes and went inside, muttering about how stubborn I was. I smiled in triumph, proud for standing my ground. I grabbed Edward's hand and started to walk through the door. "Don't say anything," I warned him. He simply nodded and followed me into the apartment and to the couch.
I sat down and watched Jasper pace for about two minutes. Finally he stopped and abruptly turned to look at Edward. "Do you mind explaining to me why the hell I just walked out to find you trying to suck off my sisters' face?!" Edward chanced a look in my direction and I shook my head slightly so that only he could see and he stayed silent like I had told him. The fact that he was quiet only seemed to make Jazz angrier though.
"Well?" Jasper asked again, trying to scare Edward into answering him. I was getting mad now; Jasper was acting as if I was his 15 year old daughter who had just gotten caught in bed with her much older boyfriend. He may have been my brother, but he had no right to treat me like a child.
"If you're so keen on having some questions answered, why don't you tell me why you were spying on me, Jazz?" I yelled, looking up at him. "I was not spying on you, Bells! I was cleaning up after my date and I kept hearing something hitting up against the damn door! Is it my fault that I wanted to make sure no one was trying to break into my sisters' apartment?"
That had caught me off guard. If I hadn't been so lost in Edwards kiss, I wouldn't be here having this argument with Jasper. It still didn't mean I wasn't angry at him for yelling at Edward. "That's beside the point, Jazz! You still have no right to jump into my life like you're my father and yell at my boy… Edward!" Whew, close call there, almost calling Edward my boyfriend; I still didn't know what the kiss meant for our relationship.
"It doesn't matter if I'm not your father! I'm your brother and that's close enough, so I'd appreciate it if you have some respect when I'm trying to question a guy I don't know who had his tongue shoved down your throat!"
"That's none of your business! What I do with Edward is between him and I whether we're kissing each other goodnight," I blushed at what I was about to say, "Or having sex! It doesn't concern you!"
"So now you're having sex with this guy?!"
"And so what if I am?" I knew it wasn't true, but Jazz didn't. "Well, are you?"
"Maybe so." I was just digging myself deeper, saying all these things to win my argument with my brother, not thinking about whether or not what I was saying bothered Edward. I didn't care though because I wouldn't be staying long enough to say anything else to Jasper.
"You know what, Jazz? I'm out of here. Clean up the rest of your stuff before you leave." I started to get up from the couch when Jasper said, "And what makes you think I'm going to let you leave with him?"
"Because I'm her child's father!" I slumped back in my seat, slapping my hand over my forehead. Was he serious? I'd told him not to say anything and what does he do? Not only does he say something, but he says the most important suppose-to-stay-confidential something ever!
"Because. You're. Her. WHAT?!"
"I told you not to say anything," I muttered through my teeth to Edward.
"So this is true Bells? You're pregnant?" Jasper looked hurt, but I could understand where he was coming from; growing up, we'd told each other everything that was important to us or things that we'd messed up or anything we were scared about, so for me to not tell him about something as big as me being pregnant was great enough to change our relationship, but I had been more worried about him being disappointed in me for me to think about how he'd feel when he found out he wasn't the first person I'd gone to when I found out.
"Well, yes but--"
"How long have you known?"
"Only a week and some change! I was going to tell you but--"
"But you didn't, Bella. I thought you knew you could come to me with anything, Bells. Anything, especially something as big as this!" He'd grabbed his belongings as he was talking and when he had everything in his hands, he walked out the door but not before he took a glance at me with hurt filled eyes and shook his head. "Jazz, don't be like this!" I yelled after him, too late. Leave it to Edward to be quiet now. I had half a mind to turn this all around on him, but I knew that wouldn't make me feel any better.
I leaned deeper into my seat and closed my eyes, resting my head on the back of the couch. "How could such a wonderful night turn into this?" I asked pitifully to no one in particular. Edward answered anyway. "I'm really sorry Bella, I thought he should know."
"It's not your fault Edward. As much as I'd like to blame it on someone other than me, I can't. Although, that little stunt you pulled didn't help anything either."
"I'm sorry," he said again. "At least something good came out of this, right?"
"And what's that?"
"Well, I've finally told you how much I care for you and I know that you feel the same. I know this may be the most inappropriate time to do this, but I know I won't be able to if I wait." I waited in anticipation of what he was planning on saying. "Bella, will you be my girlfriend and let me be your boy…Edward?" he said with a small smile, mocking me for my slip up earlier. I smiled broadly as I looked at him. "I'd love for you to be my boy Edward." I said, and I craned my neck to kiss him all the while trying my best to keep Jasper's hurt filled eyes in the back of my mind.
Thanks for all the feedback on the last chapter guys! It makes me feel so good to know that people are actually liking this let alone reading it! You guys really know how to make a girl feel good. I decided I would update sooner for you guys because I've got so many finals that I've got to do and I may not be able to update for a bit. Nothing drastic like two months or anything, but I'll be busy. Just letting you know, this is the last chapter where you can vote for the sex of the baby so go on over to my profile and get to voting!
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Some fight Jazz and Bella had, huh? So tell me *cough* in a review *cough* what's the worst fight you've ever had? Don't forget to tell me what you thought of the chapter either. If you liked it, review. If you hated it, review. If you think Jazz or Bella were wrong, review. Either way, I think you get the point. Reviews are love!