A/N: Oh, enjoy today if you must but just know… for every chapter that you get today, a little bit of my soul died. I mean… now when the argument comes up on twitter and I try to say that Carlisle is a eunuch who never thinks about sex and all of his children are delivered via stork… it holds a little less water, you know?
Since Carlisle lived in Forks and Jasper lived in Seattle, it was a week before they could get together. They filled that week with near constant phone calls and text messages, finding out a little more about each other.
"Mike and Paul are the only men you've kissed? Besides my brother, that is..."
"Are you ever going to get over that?
"It's been nine years and I haven't yet," Carlisle pointed out.
"Hmmm," Jasper murmured, suddenly glad they weren't face to face. The fact Carlisle couldn't see his blush gave him a much needed bravado. "You won't be jealous for much longer. When I kiss you I'll be sober, and I'm sure I'll remember every second." He was amazed he could keep his voice so steady.
Carlisle's breath on the other end of the phone was shaky, and Jasper found himself pleased that he could get such a reaction out of the older man.
He heard Carlisle swallow hard before he spoke again. "You're very good at distraction, but you didn't answer the question."
Jasper laughed lightly. "I kissed James. You know - under other circumstances, I mean if I was used to all this, I would have had a great time fucking that cocky smirk off his face."
"Watch that mouth," Carlisle groaned. "My self control isn't perfect. You keep that up and I'm going to have trouble not attacking you."
The comment - spoken with an edge of threat - went straight to Jasper's cock, making him stifle a groan of his own. Even those simple words - only remotely dirty - were so... illicit coming from Carlisle's mouth.
Friday could not come soon enough.
A/N: I'm going to go take a shower... you know, cuz I just rolled out of bed and I need to get ready for work. Among other things.
PS - I love you all!