Note from the translator: Stephenie Meyer owns all that is Twilight, and the very talented Louise Malone is the author of this story. I'm just having a blast translating it in English for the benefit of the readers who don't speak French. As usual, I'm very grateful for all your comments and I hope you'll enjoy this chapter.

Good reading.

Chapter 11: Summer

APOV

I look out the window. It's my first time flying and I'm not scared after all (well, maybe a little). It's a bit surreal, actually. Jasper is sleeping next to me. He drove to Sea-Tac airport and he's exhausted.

I can hardly believe that now we don't need to be as careful as we used to. Of course it's obvious that I'm younger than him, but nobody here knows I'm his student. I can't wait to visit Houston. Rosalie is coming to pick us up. At the end of the month, she'll leave with Emmett to settle in Forks with him.

My cell phone vibrates. It's a message from Mike, who's been in California since yesterday.

Lili, I'm going surfing. I'm thinking of you. You're so nice and pretty. I love you!

I send my response while laughing. Wait until you sober up before surfing, or else you'll drown... even your board!

I look at Jasper. He's really asleep, his head on the side. I pull him to me and he wedges on my shoulder, moaning. I'm a little afraid to meet his family, small as it is...

Jasper doesn't have his parents anymore. His father died when he was a kid, and his mother passed away three years ago. But he has a grandmother who's very old; she's eighty-eight. Yet something tells me she'll be the annoying kind.

I sigh. My mother, at least, doesn't interfere in my couple.

I cuddle up to Jasper and let myself sleep as well.

ooo

JPOV

I watch Alice sleep, lying across my lap. We will land soon but I wait till the last minute to wake her up. There are a lot of people in this plane but no one cares about us. It's both strange and liberating. Our age difference must be surprising, but most people must think that Alice just looks younger than she actually is.

She sleeps against me, confident. I'm so proud of her. She was so successful this year! Her results were excellent. Next September, she'll be in an enrichment program in almost all the subjects!

We made it through the entire school year without being caught. I'm sure that many of my colleagues have understood that I'm in love with her, and she with me, but no one has any proof.

She turned seventeen a few days ago, on June 28. It was a shock.

Seventeen. What was I doing at seventeen? Well, I was having a blast, going out every weekend with Rosalie, and I also remember that I had two girlfriends, Nettie and Lucy, but I wouldn't get seriously involved even if I was offered all the gold in the world.

Alice forces my admiration. She's so mature somehow, so adult like, all the while keeping her innocence. I love her more every day.

I lean toward her and rain kisses on her cheek and her jaw. "Alice... we're almost there. Open your eyes, baby."

She growls and turns slightly. I then take hold of her lips and our kiss proves to me that she's very well awake. I straighten up before I get too aroused.

She stretches and smiles at me. My heart is racing. She's so beautiful... I love her so much...

Her cell phone vibrates and she turns it on, and then she raises her eyes to the heavens. She hands it to me and I read,

ALICE, I LOVE YOU! FORGET ABOUT THE GIRLS AND MARRY ME!

She laughs but I'm aggravated. I'm going to kill Mike Newton one of these days! Clearly her favorite pastime is making me jealous.

I smile, thinking about Tanya.

Alice doesn't know why Tanya left town. She had her transfer and it was for the best.

I recall that night.

Fortunately, Alice wasn't there when Tanya rang at my door. She was obviously a little tipsy and she hugged me - or should I say attacked me – as soon as I opened the door. She was like an octopus and I thought she was going to strangle me. She told me that she wanted me, that she wanted my body. It wasn't out of love; just out of lust.

There was a time, before I fell in love with Alice, when I would probably have responded to her caresses, but now I was forced to throw some cold water at her face to calm her.

She glared at me, looking more than pissed off. "You're too bizarre a guy! You're in love with her, huh? Alice? You sleep with her? How dare you?"

"You're drunk, Tanya. And besides, where's your daughter?"

"She's spending the weekend at my mother's. What about your little darling Alice, where is she? Is she hiding in your room?"

"I don't know where Alice Brandon is, Tanya, and I want you to leave!"

Of course I knew perfectly that Alice was at Siobhan's birthday party. Siobhan was her classmate.

Tanya began to search in the house, calling for Alice, and in the end I had to call Emmett. He came to help me bring Tanya home.

I didn't say anything to Alice, I was afraid that Tanya understood the truth. But the next Monday she avoided my stare, and she never spoke to me again. It was clear that she was ashamed. She asked for her transfer.

The day before yesterday, before leaving high school for vacation, I found a little note in my locker. "I wish you happiness with Alice."

I feel extremely relieved that she's gone. She was the most dreadful of my colleagues. I don't think the others can imagine that I sleep with Alice.

Alice sticks her nose against the window and grabs my hand. "We're going to land! You know that it's the most dangerous moment of the flight?"

"Alice, you're freaking me out!"

She turns to me and she tells me very seriously, "If I'm to die, I'd rather it be with you by my side anyway."

I hold her tightly against me and I kiss her until we are safely touching the ground.

"Did this calm you fears, my angel?"

"Yes," she murmurs dreamily.

We recover our luggage (two full carts no less... damn Alice!), then we gladly meet Seth who has travelled in the baggage compartment, and as soon as we enter the lobby, we see Rosalie who's motioning to us with her hands. I lift her in my arms and we spin.

"Hey, little sister! I'm glad to see you!"

"Me too, Jazz. ALICE! You grew a couple inches!"

Alice bursts into laughs and holds out her foot. "Nah! I'm just wearing high heels!"

Rose admires the shoes. I don't say anything. Not my department... Emmett arrives in three days; I'm delighted.

In the car, Rose informs us. "Grandma is waiting for us; we're headed there right away."

Ah...

I look at Alice when we park in front of my grandmother's house. Her eyes are as wide as saucers. I take a deep breath. After all, grandma might have mollified since the last time? She's eighty-eight now...

Rosalie knocks at the door. I grab Alice's shoulders and I show my most beautiful smile. Or at least I try...

ooo

APOV

This is not a house; it's a mansion!

I feel Jazz tense next to me. The door opens before I have time to panic. There's an old lady in front of us, with white hair and a black dress. She's even holding a silver cane.

Rosalie and Jasper both exclaim at the same time, "GRANDMA! How are you?"

But she doesn't look at neither of them. She stares at me. I put on my best smile. Jasper says in a playful tone, "I want you to meet Alice, my fianc-"

But she cuts him off and asks imperiously, "How old are you, young girl?"

I swallow. "Uh... I'm seventeen, Ma'am."

Then I'm caught by a strong grip and dragged inside the house.

Orders are gushed. "Rosalie! Prepare some tea for us! Jasper, I need to talk to you, but first go check the lamp in my bedroom and fix it! You, sit down here!"

I settle in a cretonne armchair and I look at her, startled.

"You're seventeen, right?"

"Yes Ma'am!"

"And you sleep with my grandson!"

"Well..."

"It wasn't a question, young girl!"

"Ah..."

"You're consenting?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"You're in love with him?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"You get pleasure?"

"Yes Ma'am!"

"Stop answering 'yes Ma'am', that's irritating!"

"Yes Ma'am! Uh..."

"What does your father do for a living?"

"I don't have a father, Ma'am."

"Sometimes it's better this way, believe me."

"Yes Ma', uh, I mean yes..."

"And what does your mother do?"

"She's... she..."

"Yes?"

I burst into tears.

I feel a pat in my back. "Is that so bad?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"You seem like a good little girl. Take this!"

I catch the chocolate that she throws at me and I eat it.

Jasper's grandmother stares at me with some kind of a grin. "My grandson will never cease to amaze me. Well, I like you. You look smart and you're sincere."

Jasper arrives and his grandmother questions him without looking at him. "So, what about this lamp?"

"It's the bulb, Grandma. It needs to be replaced."

"What are you waiting for to go buy a new one?"

"I'll go right away. Do you need anything else?"

"Yes, buy me some peppermint candies and jasmine tea."

"All right. See you soon."

He looks at me, slightly anxious, and I smile reassuringly at him. I think I'll be okay.

The grandmother thumps the ground with her cane. "ROSALIE, are you coming with the tea anytime soon?"

"Thirty seconds, Grandma."

Rose enters the room thirty seconds later with a silver tray. I get up to help her pour the tea in the cups. The grandmother smiles at me. "At least you're not clumsy. I like you, kid. What's her name again, Rosalie?"

"Her name's Alice, Grandma."

"Can't you let her speak? She's not tongue less! You teachers are all the same!"

Rosalie hands her a plate of cookies and she takes one before continuing. "Alice, come sit next to me. Okay, where were we? Ah yes, when are you getting married?"

"We haven't discussed that yet and-"

"Yes, of course, you're only seventeen. Then again, when I was seventeen, I'd already been engaged three times... and I got married at eighteen, divorced at twenty, and meanwhile I had two kids! They died; they were such delicate flowers, just like their father! Well, I'm eighty-eight and I'm being lucid; I have probably only ten or fifteen years left. I want to see some great grandchildren. You'll give Jasper beautiful kids, I'm sure about that. Ah, speaking of which, I don't really know who Jasper's and Rosalie's mom's father is. Truth be told, I was very popular back then; I slept with all the men I wanted. And I loved black jazz musicians the likes of Miles Davis, who, incidentally, ended up in my bed too. It's actually a miracle that the twins' mother and themselves are so blond. So don't worry if you give birth to a black baby; I've heard it can skip generations! Well, it's also possible that the father was simply the butler or even my husband at the time, although that would be quite surprising..."

I look at the bottom of my cup of tea. She goes on casually. "Rosalie, when does your fiancé arrive?"

"In three days, Grandma."

"I want to see him as soon as he gets off the plane, like this one."

"Of course, Grandma."

"And will you stop being obsequious like that?"

"Uh..."

Jasper comes in and he puts the candies, the jasmine tea and a bouquet of flowers in front of his grandmother. He waves the new bulb.

"I'm going to change your bulb, Grandma."

"And you didn't get flowers for your sister and your fiancée?"

"Uh, I... I'll do that when it's time to leave, I promise, Grandma."

"I hope so! Your little fiancée is adorable, by the way, but I still need to talk to you."

"Of course, Grandma."

I'd never seen Jasper acting like that before... He runs upstairs. Grandma turns to me again. "Eat! Does he feed you enough at least?"

I grab another cookie and I munch it. "I eat very well at Jasper's place, don't worry."

Rosalie winks at me and I begin to relax. Jasper comes down.

"Ah, there you are! Are you aware that you're corrupting a minor, Jasper Whitlock?"

I look at Jasper, fluttering my eyelashes. He quickly answers. "Alice is the woman of my dreams. She's fantastic! I love her for who she is, not because she's so young."

I blush.

"You know you could go in jail?"

"I know... But we are very careful, obviously."

"I told her I want to know my great grandchildren. So don't wait too long to make a baby! Understood?"

"Loud and clear, Grandma."

"Okay. Now get out, I'm tired!"

We leave the house in haste, and even Rosalie seems happy to reunite with Seth in the car.

"Wow, some granny you have!"

They nod in silence. Somehow, I'm kind of glad that she lives so far away from Forks...

ooo

JPOV

I growl as I feel a hand running down my back. The hand is insisting and I open my eyes.

"Alice? What do you want, my angel?"

"Guess..."

"Again? You're insatiable!"

She laughs and cuddles me.

We've been in Houston for three weeks now, and Alice is completely loosening up. She totally assumes her sexuality, which is increasingly unrestricted. I'm having a hard time keeping up with her...

She slips under the sheets and I surrender when I feel my cock trapped in her mouth. She knows exactly how to arouse me and I close my eyes, moaning in pleasure as her tongue swirls around my overheated tip. I place my hand on her head and gently guide her. I love the way she takes control. She's not completely self-confident, but she's daring all the same.

I have to stop the caresses she lavishes upon me; it's too good. I turn her over in a jerk and I reciprocate. Alice is too young, not experienced enough to know how to climax without screaming. Emmett has trouble with it, though; hearing us making love gives him the blues... But I don't care. I'm proud of it.

I slip two fingers in her, leaving my lips and tongue on her clit. She arches her back to meet me and spreads her legs. When I feel her open under my fingers and become even wetter, I add a third finger along, making her scream louder. I take her to the brink of ecstasy only to leave her body at once, and then turn her over on her stomach, eager. She moans, her buttocks thrust up for me. I sink into her, controlling myself as not to hurt her. She's so tight. I breathe and I thrust deep inside, as deep as can be.

She screams even louder. I start a back and forth motion, long and powerful, but not enough to bring her to her release. She wriggles and complains. "Jasper, stop making me wait!'

"Sorry, I won't do it again!"

"You say that every time!"

"I love to make you grumble, darling. But I love you, you know that!"

I increase my pace and slide one hand on her belly. She bites the pillow when I stroke her flowered bud. Just by the way she slithers against me, and the way her soft walls tighten around my dick, I can tell she's close to her orgasm.

Soon she lets out ecstatic groans, muffled by the pillow, and I thrust five or six more times in her, almost fighting my way through to find my own release, tight as she is.

I remain panting.

It's been months that we no longer need condoms, but I'm amazed every time by my happiness of spilling into her belly. I turn her against me and hold her tight. We whisper loving words to each other. She falls asleep first and I stare at her, madly in love.

This girl is my absolute love, the best part of me; she's my reason for living.

I love her.

ooo

APOV

Forks, the return.

I'm all tanned. I guess it was to be expected.

My mother asked me a few questions about my trip, and when I described Jasper's grandmother, I made her laugh hysterically.

Jasper and Rosalie told me about their grandmother's life. She got married seven or eight times and her last husband left her with a fortune when he passed away. She did everything; she even went to jail for a little while for fraud. Quite a character but I like her. We went to visit her three more times and she gave me a gold chain before we left.

And now I'm even more in love with Jasper. We had a great summer together. The month we spent in Houston was nice, and then we spent three weeks in Pasadena, California. We enjoyed the beach, and we enjoyed each other. We visited L.A. I loved it. Jasper promised me that we'd go live there so that I can try my luck as a costume designer. He really believes in me.

I slip in front of the kitchen door after checking nobody was around. He smiles at me and hugs me. "It's going to be toouuugghh!"

"It's only for a week, Alice."

"Yeah, but still..."

He laughs. "You've become a little tiger, you know that?"

"Yes! It's your fault; you turned me into a sex addict!"

"Edward will be quick to find a house or an apartment, don't worry. He's very resourceful."

"At what time will he be here?"

"Within two hours."

"We have time, then..."

His answer is to lift me in his arms and take me to the bedroom where we make love with fury.

I want to make stocks of pleasure.

When it's time for me to leave, he kisses me tenderly. "I'll see you the first day of school, sweetheart. I love you."

I return home with my bike. I already miss him. I sigh. I know that Bella, Chief Swan's daughter, arrives tomorrow.

I hope she'll be nice.

And mostly, I hope Edward Cullen will quickly find himself a girlfriend so he leave Jazz and I alone.

A huge thanks to my pre-reader gemryan.

I was kind of in a hurry to get this chapter posted because you know, dear readers, that I will never make you wait more than a month for an update...

See you all next time.

Milk.