A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I didn't update last night like I normally do. There's a new baby in my family! I'm an aunt twice over now! Hahaha, I'm so excited. Enjoy the Chapter! The POV changes around a lot, so heads up.

I Don't Own Twilight

JPOV

My phone buzzed in my pants pocket, making me jump off my couch; the one I had been lying on for forty-five minutes replaying the night's events.

I couldn't believe the way this day had gone. I had been with Kate in the morning, single for three hours, and then had basically attempted to devour Bella in her kitchen.

It had been what I had dreamed of and more. We just didn't have the will power to keep ourselves from each other. As soon as she had uttered "no", she hadn't been sorry in the least that Kate and I had split up; I had had to keep myself from moaning out loud as I pulled her to me. Her hair gently grazed the back of my hand when I had reached for her, sending bolts of electricity up my arms. Her skin had been so soft under the thin sweater my cunning sister had poured her into. It had taken all my strength to not leap over the back of the couch when I saw her standing timidly behind Alice. She had flushed when Jake was teasing her, and I wanted to tell her that she shouldn't be embarrassed to look that delectable. Her lips had been just as soft as I had imagined, only more urgent; her need had mirrored mine when out mouths had consumed each others. I never wanted to give up the sweet taste of her. I had pulled away, afraid I would scare her with my intensity; my fingers had ached to touch all that I could of her, but I held back, afraid to push her. When she had forced her lips back to mine, I had been surprised, but what threw me over the edge was when she lifted her leg to my hips, pressing the apex of her thighs directly into the zipper of my jeans. I had wanted to find my bearings, but she was meeting me passion for passion. She had jumped up on me and there was no going back. When I tasted her tongue on mine, I knew I would starve without her. She became my sustenance.

Admittedly, I had been embarrassed when Jake and Alice had caught us. I was even more surprised at my sister's scheming. I didn't bother reprimanding her; I enjoyed the benefits too much.

I was nervous giving Bella my phone number so presumptuously. What if she didn't use it? What if she left me hanging here, stuck halfway between need and satisfaction? I promised myself I wouldn't ask her out so soon after ending things with Kate. I hadn't asked her. Should I have? I had basically offered myself to her on an altar; would I be enough for her?

I flipped my phone open and sighed in relief.

"Jasper. Thanks for your help in the kitchen. I couldn't have done it alone. Bella."

I had to let out a slow laugh. It gurgled up inside me; was she so clueless about the power she held over me? This simple message had me reaching for my keys, just praying that I could hold it together. I took two deep breathes and text her back.

"Anytime. So, what are you up to now?" I waited for a response, would she respond quickly or leave me waiting here? The buzz from my phone promised she was on the other end, just as eager as I was.

"Just lying in bed, trying to decide how to handle tomorrow." I gulped. "Lying in bed". Was she trying to torment me? The thought of Bella on her back, hair fanned out behind her, chest rising and falling with each breath, made it hard for me to concentrate on being coherent as I text her back.

"What do you mean by handle?" I wrote. Did she mean handle herself around me?

My phone vibrated and I expected a text, but it continued ringing. I answered the call, aching for her seductive voice.

"Hello?"

"What do you think I mean by 'handle'? I was wondering how I'm going to survive lunch without attacking you." She had a smile in her voice. It was so easy to talk to her now. I didn't have to over think what I was about to say like I had before this evening. It was like a fence had been between us since we met, and through our own explosion of passion we had blown a hole right through it. I answered honestly.

"Why would you even consider holding yourself back?"

She laughed easily on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, I don't know, the small matter of your ex-girlfriend of 8 hours sitting three seats away. You guys just broke up, it wouldn't look right if I sank my teeth in too early, now would it?" My knees shook at her language. She was going to make me suffer. But she was right. It wasn't right to jump into this so fast with my separation from Kate so recent.

"You bring up a good point," I responded. "But what people don't know can't hurt them. Just don't ambush me at the table, and you should be fine." I didn't want her to keep her hands to herself; I wanted them all over me. She was quiet on the other end, and I started to worry that our bluntness was making her uneasy.

"Jasper, you don't think we might be...well, being somewhat irrational and hormonal? I mean, we don't even know each other! And here I am practically crawling through the phone to get to you." Was she really that desperate? I was a dead man.

"I guess I know what you mean, but I can't help it! Every time I see you it's like I have to be near you. Of course, if you asked me to leave you alone, I could. If you asked me." My heart nearly broke. Why was I offering something I couldn't give up? I could not stay away from her.

"No! God, no. I was just...voicing my concern. But, where do we go from here?" She had sounded so panicked, I was almost glad I had said it, just to have it shot down so quickly. But then, do I ask her out now? I couldn't, I would be a horrible person for doing that to Kate.

"Would it be okay if we just kept this to ourselves? Um, it's just that Kate, well...I don't want to push her you know? She's been pretty understanding and I don't want that to run out. She's not vicious, but she has the potential." I said, cringing as I waiting for her response.

"That sounds perfect. I would hate to make enemies after being here for so short a time." She laughed at the end, clearly trying to lighten our mood. I decided to change the subject from one so incredibly out of the ordinary, to one common place.

"So, how are you liking Forks?" I asked her generically. Her laughter, genuine this time, filled the earpiece of the phone and warmed me up.

"That must be a Cullen stock-phrase. Alice already asked me that today."

"And?" I prompted her. I wanted to know the answer, probably more than Alice.

"Yea, I really like it. You know, very green; it's a very comfortable environment."

And with that, we were off. I asked her every question I could think of. What was her favourite food, her favourite chore? What kind of movies did she like? I hesitantly asked her why she moved to Forks in the first place. She answered all of my questions openly, and for every one I asked, she had one waiting. She asked about our friends, my family, how I got into swimming, she even asked hesitantly about my relationship with Kate. I filled her in on how it was very little more than friends who hung out more, but with an additional amount of pressure. She had laughed with me about tricks I had pulled on Edward and Alice, and how Rosalie and I were nothing alike, despite being so close in age. By the time we were done with rapid fire questioning, I felt like I knew more about her than some of my closest friends.

We talked late into the night until we grew quiet; just listening to each other's shallow breathing. She had me hook, line and sinker; now she was just reeling me in. How would I ever survive not claiming her as mine? We finally said a long goodnight, not wanting to hang up, but knowing inevitably one of us would fall asleep. I closed my phone and drifted off with it beside my pillow. It was the best sleep I had in a long time.

*

I stepped out of the shower and walked into my room. I decided I wanted to look good today. I put on my "grown up jeans" as Alice called them. She got them for me this year when she decided that we all had to wear designer. They were faded or something. I didn't ask questions, I just put them on. I had also picked a brown t-shirt and a dark blue pull-over. I spent two extra minutes making sure I didn't have an afro and ran down the stairs to the kitchen.

With what was quickly becoming routine, Edward had poured me juice and left his crusts. He was just cleaning up when I came to a screeching halt before his plate.

"Well, someone looks chipper this morning." he commented on my wide grin. "New spring in your step?"

"You could say that." I said as I gulped down the glass of sunshine.

"Somewhat surprising, considering you were on the phone until at least 2am. Anyone I know?" he smirked at me and I narrowed my eyes.

"How much did Alice tell you?"

"Oh, she told me all the sordid details. Don't give me that look. As long as you're not stupid about this, I'm happy for you. Just don't start whistling show tunes and we're cool." He laughed. "So, what are you going to tell Kate?"

"I'm not telling Kate anything. There's nothing to tell. Yet, anyways."

"Ahh, I see. Playing the waiting game. Well, don't wait too long; I'm not sure if our group could handle any more tension emanating from you two. First the barbecue and then yesterday at lunch. I bet you'll snap and ask her to marry you by the end of the week."

"You under-estimate my self control." I said, trying to sound confident. I'd be surprised if I made it to the end of the day.

"Maybe, but I'm pretty sure I'm over-estimating Bella's," he winked at me. "I won't say anything to Tanya, but if Vanessa knows anything, I'm sure everyone else does too." He said giving me a sympathetic smile. "Either way, we're going to be late if we don't leave right now. Your new beauty routine better not mess us up for the entire semester." he said, laughing at me. I was in such a good mood, even with his teasing and the threat of everyone knowing about my exploits, that I laughed with him until he hit me and we had to leave.

We picked up the girls again, rushing to get there before we were actually late. I had decided that just because Kate and I weren't "together" any more didn't mean we shouldn't carpool. When we got to Kate's house, Tanya was already there; she looked oblivious about my sudden increase in love life. I silently thanked Vanessa for keeping her mouth shut. The last thing I needed was Kate to hear about my lip-lock with Bella in the kitchen 3 hours after she broke up with me.

Our reception was the same as the first day, with one exception. Tanya kissed Edward, but Kate just climbed into the back seat, giving me a "Hey". It was the same tone she always used with me; the only difference was I didn't have her cold lips pressed against my cheek unaffectionately. I felt even better about the day ahead.

We got to school with no time to spare and rushed to class. There was no time for her to question me about my giddiness or the rest of my night. We settled into the chemistry lecture, prep for tomorrow's lab. On the way to calculus, Kate left me early saying she was going to drop off books at her locker. It gave me the chance I needed to rapidly look around for Bella. I saw her with Marcus walking toward the Language building and I picked up my step to "casually" run into her.

Marcus heard me first and turned to look at me with a knowing smile. Alice! I thought with irritation. That girl could not keep her mouth shut when she was bragging.

"Hey guys," I said bouncing to a stop beside them. "How's it going?"

Bella answered first, a big smile on her beautiful face. "Good, little tired. Didn't get much sleep last night." She said with a yawn.

"Oh? Something keep you up?" I asked, grinning at her.

"I'm out of here, see you two at lunch." Marcus said, rolling his eyes and walking off.

"Oh god, we're driving them away in droves." I said, laughing.

"So?" She said as she reached up. My heart caught a bit as she smiled at me. She brushed a curl of hair that had fallen into my eyes and I glowed. Her light touch brought back memories of our kiss and I remembered the way her hand had reached up into my hair. I shivered.

"You bring up a good point Ms. Swan, but if you don't take a step back, I might just tackle you." Her eyes widened at my statement, but a playful smile bloomed on her lips and she took a tiny step closer to me. I growled at her. The bell rang and I took a step back, my chest full of pressure as she poked me playfully in the stomach and turned to the class. I watched her go up the stairs knowing I would be late, but not caring; I was going to be late every single day if I got to watch her walk up the stairs, hips swaying side to side. She turned at me and laughed.

"You better hurry; you're going to be late." She chastised in a kidding voice.

"I wasn't finished watching you walk away yet." I said. She raised her eyebrow and walked into the classroom. The bell rang just as the door closed behind her and I was running around the corner to get in before Calculus started.

I thought of nothing the entire class except that I was going to see Bella in a handful of minutes. I counted the seconds to see if it would go by faster, but it didn't. I watched as the last second hit the minute mark and jumped out of my seat a millisecond before the bell went off. I didn't look to see if people thought I had lost it or not, I just ran out the door.

From the looks of it, Bella's Spanish class hadn't gotten out yet, so I waited for her around the side where she wouldn't see me. I heard the scraping of chairs inside the class room and the door open as feet began to shuffle out. I saw her walking towards me, oblivious of my hiding spot. Just as she was about to pass me, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the side of the building. She burst into giggles as I pulled her to the back.

"Bella, you're ruining the moment!" I said as I kept pulling her. We were behind the Languages room that was pushed almost right against the main building. It was the perfect concealed spot.

"Jasper, what moment? What are we doing back here?!" She stammered out between her giggles.

"I'm tackling you" I said as I took her completely by surprise, covering her mouth with mine to stop the eruption of laughter. She immediately got the message and kissed me back, full force. The laughing that had taken her over dissolved into direct heat and it poured from her mouth as her forceful kiss became ravenous. She devoured my mouth. I couldn't believe the heat coming off her; I thought I would begin to fry. I matched her ferocity and gently bit on her plump lower lip.

The sound she omitted was low moan deep in her chest, which only made me bite down harder and the delicious sound increased in volume. It wasn't long before I was panting for her, my hands at her hips, her hands on my back. I was encapsulating myself in her, and I never wanted to break free. Her arms wound tighter around me, a boa constricting its prey.

Footsteps inside of the small classroom alerted me to the fact that I was still at school, and people were waiting for us in the lunchroom. I hated to do it, but I pulled away from her hot mouth and whispered "Bella, Bella. We have to go in; people will notice we're missing."

"Noooo," she whined. "I don't want to." She pushed against my lips again and I gave up for another five minutes before deciding we were being too irresponsible. I began this; I would have to end it. I finally broke away.

"As much as I agree with you, we have to go." I pouted at her, to let her know that I didn't want to leave either.

"I know," she said, looking down. "God, Jasper. Look at me! You've created a monster."

I laughed at her, "Good. Now let's go. We're already in enough trouble as it is." I tugged on her hip and we walked stealthily back to the front of the building. This was murder, and lunch would be no better.

*

BPOV

I walked out of Spanish and wondered how long it would take me to get to the cafeteria if I ran the whole way. I was considering breaking out into a light jog when I felt a hand clasp around my wrist. A shock ran up my arm and right to my heart and I knew it was Jasper.

He looked even better then when I'd seen him going into class. His hair was pushed back, creating a halo of curls around his perfect face. He wore a tight blue sweater with what looked like designer jeans. I immediately thought of Alice. The change was to his eyes; they held a hint of mischief, but something else burned behind them. What was he doing standing in the crevice between the Spanish building and the Arts building? He tugged my arm and of course I followed him, a giggle bursting out my lips, embarrassing me, but uncontrollable. He pulled me right around the back of the building and I wondered who we were hiding from. I should have been frightened. A boy I didn't know pulling me behind a building to a secluded spot. But it was Jasper; I had spent virtually all night on the phone telling him my life's story. I felt like I had known him since I was a child. Kindred spirits.

"Bella, you're ruining the moment!" He said in a mock-annoyed voice. I hurriedly asked him what moment that was and the fire ignited his eyes. They absolutely exploded as he said to me: "I'm tackling you".

My giggle ceased as soon as his lips touched mine. It took me no time at all to get to where he was and I was fighting off the urge to push him back against the wall of the school. I don't know why I fought it off but I did, it seemed too hectic, too intense. I would lose myself to this if I did. His perfect mouth pulled my bottom lip in and gently bit down on the edge. I dove off the cliff in my mind and a small moan escaped me, rumbling low in my chest. It only spurred him on more and he bit down harder. I moaned louder. I needed him everywhere. The need was too much, and I locked my arms around his taut waist, trying to pull him closer. I felt him tense a bit and pull away. I began to worry, but he just whispered how we should be in the lunch room and I shrugged him off. I didn't need food when I had his lips to satisfy me. I pushed back trying to show him we could go days without water, sustain life just by being connected to one another. I convinced him to stay for a few more minutes before the reason hit me too. We couldn't be missing from lunch alone. It would look horrible, especially if word was spreading like I knew it was.

We parted and I frowned, but the look on his face told me that he was just as resistant to leaving as I was. He pulled me along the way back to the front of the building and we slipped in, unnoticed, with the stragglers late heading to the cafeteria.

We walked into the lunch line, his hand brushing occasionally along the back of mine, the heat a sudden blaze each time. We got our lunches and walked to our table. There were only two empty seats, side by side.

Alice smiled up at us. Edward grinned. Jacob on the other hand laughed loudly and said "Well, well, well! And where have you two been?"

Jasper smiled and his eyes tightened as he scratched behind his ear. "Uhh, long lunch line?" he said with a grin as I melted into my seat, trying to remain oblivious to their interchange. No one really looked at us, and I took it to mean that no one really cared, Jacob was just trying to embarrass me. Jasper sat down beside me and we talked with each other and those around us.

We were halfway through lunch when I felt it. A slow, lazy pattern being drawn on the inside of my knee. I gasped into my napkin at the tickling sensation, but it was like nothing I had ever felt before. It was an almost unbearable feeling, this gentle, delicate touch that wove along my upper leg. Jasper was talking to Emmett and I had been talking to Vanessa. I turned abruptly away from her and grabbed my glass of water, trying very hard not to concentrate on the heat I felt coursing through my body, culminating in the spot he was softly touching. I didn't say anything, and I didn't move. His hand moved a millimetre higher and my thigh twitched. I saw the side of his mouth pull up into a slight grin. He was going straight to hell.

Ever so casually, I moved my hand to rest on his knee. The smile abruptly left his lips and he realized I was going to fight fire with fire. Here we were in front of all his friends and he was going to try to get a reaction out of me? Well he got what he was asking for. I used the lightest touch I could as I trailed a single finger up the top of his leg. I traced the top of his pocket and his fingers stopped their doodle. I heard him take a deep breath as I traced back down his thigh, getting closer to the inside with each pass, as I got closer and closer to the top, going gently, inch my inch, his hand suddenly tightened against the upper part of my leg and I let out a tiny squeak.

Vanessa's eyes shot to me and I hurriedly tried to cough. Jasper took his hand off my leg and I removed mine from his. We sat there stunned by my reaction. I fought ever cell in my body as they divided with decisions, both wrong. Half of me wanted to laugh out loud, the other half wanted to growl loudly and drag Jasper back to the language building. Neither was acceptable and I knew it, so instead I sat there while Vanessa tried poorly to regain my attention. I tried to smile at her, but she gave up and turned to talk to Jacob.

The bell was going to ring in a minute so I got up, somewhat shakily. I tested my balance to make sure I was okay; I turned to Jasper.

"Are you coming?" I asked.

"No, I... um...my class is that way." He said pointing to the east end of campus. I shrugged and walked unsteadily to the gym to change. It wasn't until I was halfway through the worst gave of volleyball of my entire life when I remembered Jasper telling me last night that he had History after lunch, two down from the complex. Why on earth would he tell me it was across campus?

*

JPOV

She was trying to kill me. It was my fault, of course; I should never have started the game of "let's feel Bella up under the table". No. I should have started it; I just should have expected retaliation.

But I hadn't, and now I was left sitting at the lunch, praying no one asked me to stand up quickly. I took three deep breaths and thought of Mother Teresa but nothing helped. I sat at the table with my first public hard-on since freshman year. If I was embarrassed before, I was humiliated now. Bella had basically just invited me to walk her to class, and I had to say no because of my juvenile inability to control myself. I cursed at having to lie and hoped against all hope that she wouldn't remember I had History next.

Thinking of her wasn't helping anything, the way her leg was so soft, the way it had just the right amount of give under my thumb. And then the way that her hand had been so soft, the way she teased me when she had outlined the pocket of my – AHH! This wasn't helping anything. I shifted in my seat, trying to deflate that bulge in the front of my pants, or at least hide it better. Girls were so lucky. Bella got up and walked away without her arousal walking in front of her. It was painted all over her face but that was something that could be explained away. I forced myself to calm down. I put my head on the table and breathed in and out through my nose, and tried to think about things that were non-Bella related. Things like garden gnomes, the queen, gas-stations and Band-aids. By the time I reached staplers, I had calmed myself down enough to get up and go to my class, seven minutes late.

When I got to English later on, Kate was sitting primly on the edge of her seat. She looked ready to bust a seam, and I was afraid to know what she was about to say.

"Well? Did you ask her?!" she asked. I gaped at her, wondering if it was a good thing or a bad thing that she was asking me so insistently.

"Um... no?" I said, sticking with the safe bet, hoping that I would remain living long enough to understand the curiosity in her voice.

"Oh man, you are such a pussy! What are you waiting for?" She said with venom.

"Well, I thought you would, you know, like a bit of time to adjust...I don't know?" I stuttered with a shrug. We had to end our discussion there because Mr. Bertie threw us a look that could kill. When the bell rang, Kate turned to me. She had a very serious look on her face.

"Jasper, the best way to make me look good is to ask Bella out. That way everyone will think I dated a real man these past 7 months, instead of someone who's not big enough to ask out someone he's clearly stupid for." She said in a matter of fact way. She crossed her arms as if no other discussion was needed. I continued to stare at her, and before I knew it, I blurted out:

"When did you get so...cool?"

"When you were too busy moping around that I wasn't your wildest dreams. Now would you put us all out of our misery and tell her we all know so we can all stop pretending we don't and start teasing you like we should be?" She said succinctly. I laughed.

"You all know what?" I said with a chuckle.

"About how you got more than dinner last night. Vanessa saw you two on her way out. Everyone knows, so stop playing the clueless wonder." I just laughed more.

"Wow, and here I thought I was being Mr. Stealth." I brushed my hair back and smiled.

"You will never be a ninja, Jasper, especially when you wear your heart on your sleeve. Now lets go, you have some manning-up to do." And with that, she dragged me from the classroom; I almost knocked my chair over grabbing my bag as she pulled me by my shirt to the parking lot.

She threw me at my truck when we reached it and told me she and Tanya were riding home with Marcus. Bella came out of her classroom and walked toward our group with Edward by her side. They stood on the outskirts of the group, and I inched my way over to her. By the time I got there, everyone else had slowly turned away from us. I was beginning to wonder if this wasn't completely orchestrated when Bella looked up at me with wide, nervous eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked her, my deep concern showing through my voice. I hoped everyone couldn't hear how I wanted to reach out and caress her cheek, take away the look of fear painted there.

"Nothing really. I just feel, well, everyone feels kind of intense. Is something wrong?" she asked innocently.

"No. But I think it's because, well it might be because of us. They all know..." I said awkwardly.

"Oh. About..." she gestured toward herself and me and I nodded. "All of them?" she asked, her eyes sliding to Kate.

"Yep, all of them. Turns out we weren't as sneaky as we thought last night." I rubbed at my neck, trying to dispel the blush that was starting to creep up my face.

"So, I don't have to keep my distance?" She asked unexpectedly. I was shocked.

"No...?" I said. What did that mean?

"Thank God." she said, echoing my words from last night. She threw her arms around me and kissed me in the middle of the parking lot; in the middle of all our friends. It wasn't racey, but it wasn't tame. Her emotions leaked through it and they were passionate joy. My smile curved under her lips and she responded in kind.

"DOWN GIRL!" Jacob barked at her, laughter streaking through his words. I glared at him. "Bella! Were you raised by animals?" He said, starting to laugh harder.

"An animal?" she said. "I guess that's a fitting description for you Jacob. What did I hear Vanessa call you yesterday? Oh that's right. A dog!" She laughed and he laughed with her.

Vanessa stepped in and shook his keys at him. "Jakey wanna go for a car ride? Heel, boy." she said. And started slinking her way to his car, electric hips in full swing.

"Woof" Jacob said before running after Vanessa and throwing her over his shoulder.

Everyone else started making their way to their cars. Bella hung onto me though, hands loosely around my hips. I was about to say goodbye when she turned and looked at me, a question in her eyes.

"Jasper," she said hesitantly. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, ask me anything." I said smiling down at her.

"Well, I was just wondering why you said your class was on the east side of campus, when Edward told me you had History after lunch?"

"Ummmm...." Oh. Holy. Shit. How was I ever going to get out of this one?

A/N: Ahahaha. Isn't Jasper just adorable? I'm totally in love with him! Reviews! They're always welcome!