Hey all, so how shocked are you that this comes to you just 3 days after the last update? yeah me too! but hey, y'all deserve it. not only did i reach the goal of 110 reviews, i got 20 just with that chapter alone and i couldn't be more proud of you all. it warms my heart to know that people are reading and liking my story.

this chapter is much shorter then my last two, but don't let that fool you, its still a very important chapter and probably my favorite so far.

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Purple Tutus and Trees Don't Mix

Chapter 10

Jasper truly was the perfect man. I had only known him a few days, but I didn't need to know him long, to figure out just how perfect he was. As we sat under the tree in the Rose Garden I lost myself, not only in the warmth of Jasper, but in the feel of his strong arms wrapped gently around me. I could feel myself losing the battle to fall in love. Jasper was making me love him, without even knowing it, and I didn't know if I was happy about that or not.

It was starting to get dark and the last thing I wanted to do was have this date end. We had only had dinner and sat under the big tree that kept us from view. He had brought dessert, but that was all he would say. I also really wanted to hear him play the guitar; I really hoped that was why he had brought it with him. Though I couldn't think why else he would have brought it.

"So do you want dessert first or a song?" Oh my god I was so full I wasn't sure I would be able to eat it.

"Oh, I don't know if I can eat dessert. I think I ate too much at dinner." I said holding my stomach for added effect.

"Okay Darlin' song it is." Jasper drawled in his deep southern voice. He picked up the guitar and even though I had my back to his chest, he didn't feel the need to move me. He played the guitar like I wasn't even there, but the song he was singing was most definitely for me. I could dissect every line of the song and find the meaning and what he was trying to say to me for you, but I'm not going to. It was a beautiful song and it was his way of not only asking me to take a chance on him, but to tell me that he isn't going to hurt me.

I wanted to believe him, I really did, but Mike had said the same thing and that didn't turn out so well. I had already decided to take a chance on Jasper, I just wasn't sure I was ready to believe that someone better for him wouldn't come along. I guess I was waiting for the other shoe to drop. A man like Jasper deserves someone beautiful, someone he could be proud to show off. A real trophy wife, of which I was not. Sure I was smart, but I was simple and plain. Most of all... I was boring. My idea of fun is snuggling up with a good book and listening to some good music. I was happy to stay home on a Friday night, I didn't like drinking and partying, and it just wasn't my thing.

The song made me cry a little, not because it was sad, but because of what Jasper was trying to promise me. It was the same thing Mike had promised and it was what Mike had taken away from me. He had broken my trust, not just in men, but also in the human population in general. Lauren had played a big role in breaking my trust as well. A person I had once counted as a friend had committed the most basic of betrayals a person can make. My heart had been ripped out and trampled on multiple times in the past few months. Everyday I had to see Mike and Lauren together, every time I had to hear them having sex in the other room, every time Lauren would talk about how wonderful Mike was, was just one more stomp on my already dead heart.

Jasper was trying to tell me that he wouldn't do that to me, that he wasn't that kind of person. But I am a realist and no matter how much you believe that you're not that kind of person, you never know until you've been put in the situation. And yes, I didn't know much about Jasper and it was completely possible that he had been put in that kind of situation and not acted. But that's not to say that if the perfect person came along he wouldn't act. But that didn't stop the feelings that were stating to take root in my body and my mind. Jasper was capturing my just my mind and body, but I could feel the grip beginning on my soul.

The song came to an end and I sat forward to look at the man that was stealing my heart. Night had fallen and only the light from the moon and stars lighted him from behind. He truly looked otherworldly with his beautiful golden blond hair sparkling in the light. Is it manly for a man to sparkle? He was so gorgeous and all I wanted to do was get lost in his embrace.

"Why are you cryin' Darlin'?" Jasper asked as he set the guitar down and pulled me into a strong hug.

"Be... Because, th… that was beautiful," I sniffled out. I couldn't stop the tears from falling, his words had moved me.

"Don't cry Darlin', that's not what I wanted." He stated, as the pad of his thumb swiped under my eye, catching the tears that were falling and taking them away from my face. His touch sent a jolt of electricity through me as it always did and I didn't want to let go.

"Hey, look at me," he said placing his index finger under my chin and slowly raising my head so I was eye level with him.

"That song was for you Bella. I meant every word. I may not have written it, but it expresses how I feel perfectly. We have both been hurt more deeply then either of us can know, but if you are willing to take a chance with me, I can promise I will never intentionally hurt you. I can't promise you forever, no one can. But I can promise right now! If that's enough for you then I hope you will allow me in."

A fresh wave of tears streamed down my face. He wasn't promising the world; he wasn't even promising to give me his heart for eternity like some sappy book. He was just as real as I was. Just as excepting of the inevitable doom that all relationships find themselves in. But just as willing to make the jump and see where we ended up. Suddenly, I was tired of living with all the what if's. What if… who the fuck cares! What if I get my heart broken again, can't be any different then how it felt with Mike. What if Jasper and I are really good for each other and things work out, well that would be fucking awesome. I am not going to get my hopes up and my pessimistic point of view will remain intact. I am not going to turn into some mushy pansy just because the hottest man in the world was willing to try a relationship with me.

"I don't want you to promise forever, its unrealistic to think that anything can last that long. Right here, right now is all I have. It's all I want. I'm not looking for a future, I'm not looking for a ring, I'm not even looking for tomorrow. All I have to offer is today. And if today leads into tomorrow then so be it." Jasper's smile lit up his whole face. He had the kind of smile that made people smile. It was like you could see the glow on his face and feel the strength of his happiness as if it were flowing off of him in waves.

"That's all I'm asking for Bella." He said as he cupped my checks.

"Good, because that's all I have for now." I looked into his eyes; they were the most beautiful blue green I had ever seen. They were brighter than before. More green, like jade with a hint of blue. They were amazing. I could see his emotions swirling behind his eyes, but I didn't know what they meant. His head descended and I felt his lips touch mine, it felt like a searing kiss. Heat coursed through me where his lips and hands touched. My body felt like it was on fire. His lips were soft like this morning but this kiss was different. It was filled with a passion I couldn't place. My hands moved to the base of his neck and entwined in his soft golden curls. I loved his hair. It was so soft and smooth and gave me something to play with. His tongue traced my lips and just as I was about to let him in, I felt something wet hit the side of my face. All of the sudden I was soaking wet and pulling away from Jasper as we both started laughing. The sprinklers for the garden had come on in the middle of our date and both of us were sopping wet but laughing and having fun. Instead of scooping up our stuff and heading out, Jasper chose to chase me around the garden. There was no one there, it was just us and we could be as silly as we wanted. Laughing and skipping away I found a nice puddle and waited for him to come find me. As he rounded the tree to get me, I jumped in the puddle splashing him with mud and water. Muddy water clung to his hair and dripped down his very shocked face as I clutched my sides trying to breath. I looked up at him to see a devilishly sexy half smirk on his face as he started to stalk closer to me. I screamed and started to back away but the klutz I was took over and I started to fall back. I closed my eyes waiting for impact but came into contact with a very warm strong hold, slowly setting me back on my feet, Jasper smiled and leaned in for a second kiss. It was short and sweet, but perfect. He pulled away and chuckled. I looked down at my dress and groaned, Alice was going to kill me. Jasper had pressed himself against me during the kiss and my dress was now covered in mud. What a bitch, I couldn't believe he did that. My hand reached out on its own and smacked him full on in the chest.

"Jerk, Alice is going to murder me." I said pretending to be mad. He just chuckled.

"Come on, let's get home. I need another shower, thanks to the mud bath you gave me." Trying to ignore the image of Jasper naked and soaking wet in the shower, I turned around to head home. Jasper packed up the blanket and the guitar and I took the basket. We hadn't got to dessert and I was actually starting to get hungry. Must have been all that running around in the sprinkles. I'd ask about it when we got home.

When we got to the car Jasper placed two towels on the seats so as not to mess with the leather. I would have rolled my eyes at this but it made sense to me. Though I wondered why he kept towels in his car.

We arrived home in less than ten minutes, and though it was only 10pm the house was dark. Emmett's car wasn't in the driveway so he must have had to go back up to Seattle for the rest of the week. Alice and Rose both had early classes and were either studying in their rooms or asleep. As for Angela, she was either asleep or with Ben. I opened the door quietly not wanting anyone to know we were home. I turned around to meet Jasper as he kicked off his shoes. "Go take a shower and meet me in my room." He cocked an eyebrow at me as if to ask why and I rolled my eyes. I really tried to stop it but it didn't work. "Well, I'm not letting you sleep on the couch, when the other side of my bed works much better. Plus I didn't get dessert." I said lifting the basket up to show it off. He nodded and we went to our rooms to get cleaned up. The shower was warm and inviting. I love showers and if I could I would spend all day in one. I decided, not to use the strawberry shampoo I was famous for, instead going with a jasmine vanilla, I liked it much better anyway. After all the make up and mud had been washed away I climbed out and went to my closet to get my pj's. I was not surprised to find all of the clothing I had purchased already washed and hung up. Even the stuff I had bought after I threatened Alice's purse were hanging up. I went through my clothing twice… three times and still couldn't find my pj's. Oh no! What did Alice do? At the back of my closet was a silk robe I hadn't notice and behind it was all kinds of silky nighties. My tanks and pj pants were gone. I was going to kill that fucking pixie, why couldn't she just leave well enough alone! She was always trying to dress me to impress, but my pj's were a line I was not expecting her to cross. Just because she wanted me with Jasper didn't mean she had to force me into sexy outfits.

I heard my door open and Jasper walk in. Holy shit, what was I going to wear? I had an idea.

"Hey Jazz, can you come here please?" I really didn't want him to see me in a towel but what choice did I have. Jasper walked into the closet and stopped dead in his tracks. I knew it was because of the towel and I tried to care, but really, I didn't. I watched as his eyes roamed over my almost completely naked body and didn't once feel embarrassed, there was something about Jasper that gave me confidence and made me feel comfortable in my own body.

"Bella, why are you in a towel?" he asked shaking his head, probably trying to ride himself of some errant thought.

"That fucking pixie took my pj's and she seems to think this," I said holding up a skimpy tank and matching underwear set. " Is an acceptable form of pajama's. And I am sorry, but I am not wearing this in the same bed as you, if ever! Do you have a shirt I can wear?"

"Sure, here take this one," he said pulling the shirt he was currently wearing off and handing it to me. I grabbed it from him, trying not to stair at the wonderful set of abs that were suddenly in full view. The blush I was so proud hadn't been present was suddenly returning.

"Thanks," I mumbled but I doubted he heard me, because he had started to walk out of the closet to give me a chance to change. Quickly pulling the shirt and a pair of panties on, I walked about the closet hair wet and pulled it back into a ponytail.

"Um Jazz?"

"Yeah Bells?" he asked sitting back on my bed.

"Why does this shirt say Southern Comfort on it?"

"It's a drink, Bella."

"I know that! But why do you have a shirt that is advertising it?"

"Oh, it was a very good friend of mines."

"Was?"

"Yeah, she was killed about 2 years ago." He said with a shrug, like it didn't matter but I could hear the hurt in his voice.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked." I really didn't want to create a somber mood. Maybe he would just leave it at that and we wouldn't have to deal with the awkwardness that suddenly fell over us. I was still standing in the doorway of the closet and decided to head over to the bed. I was still getting used to my room and ended up stubbing my toe on the dresser. That shit hurt!

I grabbed the basket and brought it to the bed, which Jasper was kicked back on. He looked happy, with a small smile playing across his lips.

"So what did you pack for dessert?" I asked opening the basket. Inside was a chocolate cheesecake in a box from the cheesecake factory, two plates and two forks. It was the best dessert ever and I couldn't wait to dig in. Jazz took the basket from me and I pouted. But the frown soon turned upside down, because he handed me a plate with chocolate. The only thing I liked more then Jasper Whitlock right then was the chocolate cheesecake he had handed me.

"Tanya was shot just after she got off of work about two years ago. I was waiting for her to get off. We were supposed to meet Maria and Tanya's husband Jake for drinks at the bar Tanya worked at. We were sitting at the bar talking waiting for our dates, when it happened. I never even saw it coming, all of a sudden there was a loud bang and I was covered in blood. Tanya was slumped over in her chair, head resting on the bar with the front of her forehead blown off. The bullet entered at the base of her head and exited out the top above her right eyebrow. I don't remember much. Jake came in right as it happened and I remember seeing him drop to his knees and I remember Vic, one of the bartenders screaming. A few of the guys tackled the person and her murderer is now sitting in jail for life. Jake left the military shortly after that. It was too much for him. It got to be too hard for me too, Tanya was like a sister to me and Jake was my best friend." He finished his story at the same time he finished his dessert. I was speechless; I couldn't believe he had been through so much in life. I mean really how much can one-person take? Witnessing his dad beat his mom, going over seas and fighting wars, dealing with the death of not only his best friends wife but also his own friend and then what ever the hell Maria had done. How he could be so laid back and calm, I had no idea.

"I'm sorry," I said lamely. What the hell does someone say to that?

"Yeah, me too. But Tanya is in a better place and I know she wouldn't want Jake or I to dwell on it so I try not to, though sometimes I find myself doing something and thinking "Tanya would really enjoy this.". I know there was nothing I could have done. One minute Tanya and I were talking to Vic and laughing and the next there was chaos and Tan was dead. We did have some fun though, and I miss that." He said, his eyes glazing over like he was seeing something far away. "Jake and Tanya were high school sweethearts, so I never knew one with out the other. When we would go out drinking Tanya always came. I was always the responsible one, always the driver and always the one that was stone cold sober. There was only one time that I was talked into getting wasted and that resulted in the stupidest, most permanent mistake I have made to date, and I am not going into it, so don't ask." He said pointing at me. With a cocky grin he leaned back and I cleaned up the dessert. "There was one time when this guy Eric was hanging out with Tanya, Jake, Jessica and I. We all called him Dorkie Yorky. Some how Jess managed to talk him in to getting wasted. I'd never seen Yorkie plastered and we never did again. We were at the river and I don't even know how it happened. One minute we were all laughing and the next Yorkie wasn't wearing any pants. The only thing any of us had for him to wear was a tutu Jess had in her trunk. Don't ask why she had it, I honestly don't know. Never really bothered to ask. I think the sight of Eric in a tutu and combat boots drove the question out of my head. So there's Eric running around in a purple tutu trying to dance." He stopped to wipe his eyes because he was laughing so hard. "So Eric is running around trying to dance and Jake and I are just dying of laughter. Eric gets side tracked by something and ends up crashing into a tree and knocking himself out. Oh my god, it was the best thing I have ever seen. Then to top it all off Jess and Tan highjacked Eric and dragged his limp passed out body into the cabin, and procceded to give the poor guy a make over. We got pictures and everything. Eric made a great looking girl I will give him that." He finished his story with a content look oh his face and I was having a hard time breathing I was laughing so hard. The thought of some poor guy decked out in a tutu and make up was funny and for some reason I kept picturing Emmett. It was something I could see him doing.

"Sounds like you and your friends got into a fair bit of trouble when drinking."

"Yeah, that's why I was always the sober one." He let out a big yawn.

"I think its time to go to bed, I have class in the morning." He nodded and got under the covers. I turned out the light and followed suit. Once my head was on the pillow Jasper reached his arms around me and pull me into his chest. I snuggled closer and fell asleep in his arms.

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