"Bella, how have you been?" Jasper asked, reclining back next to her on top of the bed. Emmett had talked him into it, had told him to go and see her and if he didn't he would make Bella come and see him instead.

"Jazz, you just told me off for asking you that!" Bella moaned.

"But everyone has been asking me that!" Jasper laughed.

Bella giggled, grabbing his arm and pulling him down so that they were face to face lying next to each other. Bella's eyes met his as she struggled not to laugh and to keep a serious expression as Jasper's sneaky smile grew on his lips.

"Jasper… I have an important question for you…" Bella started in her most alluring tone. She could see his eyes widen. The tension was building slowly between them as she kept him hanging on for her question. "Jasper, how have you been?"

"Oh lord!" Jasper shouted.

"Sorry, I had to…" Bella began to laugh.

"Bella are you okay? So Bella are you okay? Are you okay, Bella?" Jasper began to shake with silent laughter, while roughly but perfectly singing to her.

"I didn't peg you down as a Michael Jackson fan…" Bella grinned.

"I'm not." He smiled slowly, his voice still again. "I was never much of a music fan… but I can actually play a bit of guitar…"

"Really? What kind of guitar?" Bella asked intrigued.

"Acoustic. Especially, erm, country and western." Jasper blushed, his cheeks not actually able to flush, but his voice portraying his shyness.

"You'll have to serenade me one time…" Bella smiled.

"I will be sure to." He said, allowing Bella to slowly move her hand onto his as he lay completely still.

"You have guitar player's fingers." Bella commented, tracing her index finger around each of his. Jasper fidgeted nervously, it felt too intimate for him, and it wasn't familiar enough for someone to be complimenting him without actually wanting something.

"Thanks, I think…" He said slowly.

Her eyes slowly dragged down his body. He was so different for her eyes, a new shape to take in. Edward's shoulders had been quite broad and his muscles had been chiselled to perfection, but Jasper was lean, his body less sculpted but still defined.

"It was meant to be a compliment, but you already know that…" She struggled out.

"Yeah, I did." He smiled slightly.

"Can I ask you that serious question now?" Bella asked shyly.

"You mean you didn't really want to know how I am?" Jasper feigned shock and hurt as if he wasn't secretly glad she was doing this. He didn't even know what question was coming, but he knew it sounded serious enough to be important.

"No… well yeah, but… erm…" She stuttered. "Jasper, you ruined the moment!"
"Come on, ask me…" He re-assured.

"Would it be wrong for me to kiss you?" She blurted out before she could stop herself. The silence settled for a second, allowing the doubts to sink in. She opened her mouth, twice like a goldfish. "Sorry…"

Jasper's lips slammed against hers before she could speak anymore. His hand moving up to her shoulder as they continued to press against hers. He pulled back slowly, after realising she wasn't kissing back.

"I'm sorry… was it not what you wanted?" He gasped breathlessly.

"Huh?" She said, eyes unfocused.

"I didn't mean it, hit me if you want. Kick me out, I deserve it. I'm sorry, Bella… I'm so sorry." Jasper began to move off the bed.

"Jasper!" She laughed.

"What?" He asked, pausing.

"Shut up, and kiss me!" She said, pulling Jasper back onto the bed by his shirt collar.

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A/N – Sorry, I didn't want to write this at the beginning to spoil your fun, but thanks for reading people! The more reviews I get, the quicker I write… and I know this chapter is short etc. But I am hoping to post another sometime tomorrow to make up for it… x