I hope y'all enjoyed the last chapter from Bella's POV. This chapter will give some insight as to what Jasper was thinking on their date night.

Thank you to my awesome team of ladies - AlexisDanaan who beta'd this bad boy. JamesRamsey and JaspersWoman who pre-read and pointed out some errors. LOL. Lastly, DarkNNerdy for always being my hooker muse.

Chapter 24

JPOV

I watched as she ran into the bathroom feeling embarrassed. Her face was flushed, her hair was disheveled from me running my fingers through it and her lips looked thoroughly kissed. If I thought she was beautiful before, she was fucking gorgeous now and I longed to picture her looking the same on top of me or underneath me and with a lot less clothing on. Kissing her was so sexy, hearing her moans and then knowing that she'd never been kissed like that before, my demon wanted to roar in pleasure.

I could hear her turning on the water. She was still embarrassed but also determined as I heard a soft rustle of clothing coming from the bathroom. A minute later she came back out and I saw she had taken her makeup off and she was in her giraffe robe. I didn't want to assume anything so I stayed on the couch to watch her next move. She caught my gaze and motioned with her hand for me to come over to the bed with her. I quickly looked at her and then ran to grab some flannel pajama pants and I left my black wifebeater on as I slipped on my robe returning less than a minute later. I could feel she was nervous, determined and also embarrassed so I let her take the reins as I promised I would. It was a test of my patience but if she was untouched as I suspected, she needed to set the pace.

Isabella took my hands as I felt her steel herself before she said anything. "I... that is... I've never..." I watched as she tried to regain some calm on her own before telling me that she was still a virgin. She was barely whispering the end of the words and I watched as her face turned red after she made her confession.

Seeing that she was so upset and self conscious over revealing that to me, I decided not tell her how pleased I was to know that she had never had other lovers before, not that it would have mattered if she did. I sought to reassure her that we didn't need to do anything and tried to make her feel comfortable. I pulled her onto my lap and hoped like hell that the simple motion didn't scare her even more. She admitted that she didn't want to stop but didn't know what the rules where and I could see and feel she was worried about rejection. Her emotions were going a little haywire from some bad memories, no doubt thanks to that so-called brother of mine.

That upset me that she thought I was rejecting her as well. I told her how much I desired her. It was true - that woman on my lap turned me on and drove me wild. My words affected her as well as she breathed harder as she looked at me before she admitted that she also desired me. The scent of her arousal filled the air and I had to think about being surrounded by human food in order to tamp down my own needs.

I had to explain to her, in an offhand kind of way, that this was sort of new for me from here on out. Yes, I have had sex with human women before, they just never lived to tell others when I was through with them. It took about a minute before she understood my meaning. I half expected her to run off after that but she was feeling anticipation and rejection.

"Yeah, I guess we need to stop, then?" she asked.

I realized right there that we both had issues about our own kinds of rejection and I felt some hope that maybe if we moved at this slowly, we could overcome our issues. I explained that I wasn't rejecting her whatsoever but we needed to take our time. I lightly grazed my teeth on her earlobe as a silent promise that it would be pleasurable for both of us. She shivered slightly and got caught up with the sensations as our lips found each other once again.

I could feel her growing desire along and I had to mentally tell my demon to rein it in for now, she wasn't ready yet. He reluctantly went to the far end of his cage and continued to let me take control of the situation.

The lust between us swirled like a growing tornado as we continued to kiss. Her hands found their way once again in my hair and even though my eyes were closed, I felt them roll into the back of my head as she tugged hard. I ran my fingers up and down her bare thighs feeling the slight raise of her skin where I sealed her cut from her motorcycle accident.

"Fuck," she panted, resting her head on my shoulders. I wanted to growl out when that word slipped out of her mouth. Her hooded gaze and her panting for air made that expletive all the more sexy. "I think we better stop for the night." I felt her reluctance, she didn't want to stop but felt like she needed to. I also felt her willingness and eagerness - and I hoped it was for the possibilities that lay ahead.

I watched as she got under the covers and pulled her robe off, tossing it to the foot of the bed. "Will you hold me?" she asked and I felt the low rumbling of a growl as her bottom lip slipped between her teeth again.

I teasingly admonished her for biting her lip as I slipped into the covers to lay next to her. I pulled her close to me and felt her immediately relaxing. "Goodnight baby girl," I whispered to her as I lightly kissed her hair.

"Goodnight Jasper and thank you for tonight," she mumbled as she shut her eyes. I turned off the lights so she could sleep but thanks to my vision, I was still able to look at her for a while.

"It is over 1400 miles until we get to Peter and Char's, did you want to get an early start or not? We can also make it in either one day, or break it down further," I whispered against her ear.

"Can we get an early start? Say no later than six and if you can get coffee and toast for me for breakfast, I would like that a lot," she suggested shyly.

"Hang on, there was a card on the door just for breakfast," I said and got up to grab it, turning on the nightstand light before getting into bed again. I showed her the card and she helped pick a breakfast and a wake up time so I could put that back on the door. When I returned, I shut off the lights and held her against me. I felt her relaxing even more, her breathing becoming more steady and slow.

"I think I can do a marathon drive if you do most of it," she mumbled and I kissed her forehead. A few minutes later, I felt her body relax even further and her emotions were full of affection and adoration. "I like you a lot, Jasper Whitlock," she whispered and from the movements of her eyes, she had fallen asleep. Her subconscious confession made me almost leap out with joy. No, she hadn't said she loved me yet and just tonight I realized I was falling in love with her myself but that appeared to be the road we were heading down.

I shut my eyes and felt like I was drifting off in dreamland myself as I took in her peaceful and calm emotions as my own. At one point, sometime after midnight, she started moving against me, writhing and moaning. I could smell her heavy arousal and I heard my name called out in whispered cries. I threw my head back against the pillow knowing that my Isabella was having a sex dream and I was getting harder each time she panted. I didn't want to, but I sent her a low stream of lethargy - just enough to slip into the shower and solve my dilemma. Minutes later and more finger imprints in the shower tiles, I slipped back into bed with her and held her tight, once again feeling like I was falling asleep too.

The alarm on my phone sounded at 4:30 and I gently woke Isabella up with kisses along her neck as I brushed my fingertips against her skin.

A small smile played on her face as she slowly started to wake up from her slumber. "Mmm, I like that," she said, her eyes still closed. A minute later, I felt realization settle in and her eyes opened wide. "Oh shit," she exclaimed and jumped out of bed, almost falling over as she scrambled to the bathroom. I could hear her groan out in embarrassment while she started the water for the shower. If I had to guess, she suddenly remembered her dream she had last night that had me scrambling for sanctuary of the shower.

I started to repack my bag and set some of Isabella's things along hers so she can put them away. The door knocked with her breakfast five minutes later. I tipped the man and set the coffee and toast on the table by the couch and heard the water shut off. She emerged from the bathroom soon after, still clad in her robe.

"Jasper, if we're going to be in Texas, what is the weather like?" she asked as she dug through her bag for some clothes.

I checked my phone. "Looks like it will be sunny and about 97 degrees today," I replied and watched as she grinned happily.

"Oh I missed the sunshine!" she said and ran to grab a piece of toast before going on her tip toes and giving me a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for getting me breakfast. I'll make it quick," she said as she went back into the bathroom to get dressed. I poured out a mug of coffee for her and knocked on the door.

"Baby girl, I've got your coffee," I said through the door.

She opened it a little and grabbed the mug. I could see from the mirror reflection, she was only wearing a pair of black lacy boy shorts. As soon as she shut the door again, I sat down on the couch and stared at the ceiling but not really looking at that. The image of her ass cheeks peeking from the boy shorts was filed in my brain along with her smooth skin and her tattoo. I knew I would be replaying that over and over in my head for a while.

When she finally came back out, she had on a pair of shorts, sneakers and a hooded sweatshirt. Her hair was in a pony tail and she just had a little bit of mascara on. I watched as she threw some things into her bag and looked up at me with a smile.

"Okay, I'm ready."

I grabbed our bags as she gulped down the rest of her coffee and poured another mug as we headed down to the lobby, hand in hand. I got the bill settled and they had our car waiting for us as we exited the hotel. After setting our bags in the back and helping Isabella into the car, we headed along some highways towards New Mexico. It was still dark enough where I could drive fairly undetected which was good because I got the Blazer doing about 100 mph as Isabella dozed off and on. It was a pretty quiet ride along the way. We stopped a couple times so she could take pictures, take breaks and fuel up. By the time we got to Albuquerque it was early afternoon so we stopped at a fast food drive thru for her before heading to the gas station where I fueled up, thankful for the warm overcast day as she got some supplies.

"Isabella?" I began when she returned with some water.

"Jasper?" She walked over to me and put her arm around my waist.

"Do you mind taking the controls?" I asked.

"No, is the sun going to be an issue?" she asked quietly with concern as she looked at me.

"It shouldn't, the windows are dark and I can pull my ball cap low enough but I thought you'd like a turn."

She smiled at me and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "Yes, I would," she said excitedly as I walked over to the driver's side door and opened it for her. I helped her up and then finished fueling up the SUV before I sat down on the passenger side.

"Okay, copilot, where do I go?" she asked as she finished adjusting the mirrors.

I pointed to the sign to the interstate that was down the street. "Take I-40 and head east, it will take you into Texas and towards Dallas."

She nodded and started the motor. "I'll drive until we get to the Texas border and you can take us to Peter and Char's?"

"Yes, ma'am," I said and pulled her over for a kiss. "If you need a break, just pull over to the nearest station and we'll get you all taken care of."

I set up the iPod, this time using hers and we listened to some Creedence and some Springsteen before she broke out of our silence over 2 hours later.

"Thank you for the hotel room by the way," she said. "I should have said it earlier but didn't."

"It's alright, felt your appreciation," I replied. "Did you get enough sleep?"

"Yeah I did. Jasper, did I um... did I have another one of those dreams?" she asked and I turned to see her face flush a beautiful shade of red.

"Yes, you did," I said and squeezed her hand gently.

"Did I talk?"

"You talked and got very excited," I said as I watched her reaction and then the traffic ahead of us.

"Dammit," she muttered. "You probably think I'm just a lust filled teenager." She sighed and quickly gave me a sad smile.

I brushed my fingers along her cheek. "I think you're an incredibly sexy and beautiful woman, Isabella. I can see already that you're passionate and you give it your all when you feel."

She gasped and I could see her eyes start to fill with tears. "That is the most beautiful thing anybody has ever said to me," she whispered.

"I meant each and every word," I replied as I ran my fingers through her pony tail.

"I know, you're very honest with your words. That is one thing I really like about you." She wiped some tears out of her eyes. "I don't think I'll be able to drive now since I'm getting all weepy again."

"Hey, you don't need to cry," I replied.

"I'm not crying because I'm sad. I am happy, truly happy." She used her signal and switched lanes so she could take the next exit. "I cry when I get sad, super pissed off or even happy and these are definitely happy tears." She reached over and gave my thigh a squeeze. "I just need to use the restroom and then we'll hit the road again. Can you drive?"

A few minutes later, we were back on the road. She moved as close as she could towards me and I was able to brush my hand along her legs earning a shiver of desire from her.

"Whoa," she said as she looked at her leg. "The cut you helped me with, there is a faint shimmer to it." She wasn't angered by it, I felt a strong sense of pride coming from her as well as her affection.

I looked over at her and smiled as I took her hand and brought it to my lips for a kiss. "I was glad to help you, are you sure you're not bothered by the fact that you'll have a scar?"

She sighed in exasperation before looking at me. "Look, remember what I said about scars? I meant it, it is a part of who I am. You helped me by taking care of me, yes I have a scar but I would have as well had I gotten stitches. Besides, I wanted you to," she added shyly as she stared out the side window. "Did I taste good?"

"Baby girl, your blood was like ambrosia, it was sweet and very Isabella. But rest assured, I don't want to drain you of your blood," I said gruffly. It was true, if I had my wish, I'd turn her in an instant but I would never drain her entirely of her blood, I just couldn't.

I felt her slew of emotions coming from her, the predominant one being hope. She had a lot of questions but she was also hesitant. I don't think she was ready to ask anything yet. I knew in due time, maybe once we got settled, we'd have time to talk about things more in detail and maybe in a less distracted environment. I waited to see if she was going to say or ask anything else but she was silent for the next hour until I was hit with a huge wave of concern. I looked over at her and she was nervous about something.

"Hey, you alright?"

She nodded. "I am, sort of. What kind of house are you thinking of getting?" she asked apprehensively.

"I'm not sure," I replied. "I was hoping you could help me since we'd be there together."

She smiled. "Really? I have a say in it?"

I looked at her incredulously. "Of course. Why wouldn't you?"

"I don't know, past history, I guess. I don't want a huge mansion type house."

"I don't either but I do have some things I'd like in the house."

"Oh? I think I have a couple things I'd like too."

It was starting to get dark now so I was able to pick up some speed. We spent the next couple hours going through our wants for our house. We both wanted somewhere quiet and she was hoping for a place that had a jogging trail nearby. She blushed when she requested a bigger bed than what she had in Forks and I happily obliged. If that meant I could hold her in her sleep every so often, it was definitely on the list. She wanted a soaking tub and I wanted a large shower. I also wanted one room dedicated for a study and library which she was thrilled about. Isabella also said that while not mandatory, a view or a balcony would be nice. I told her more about the land that was once owned by my family and that maybe one day, I'd like to have a house built there. I felt more hope coming from her when I talked about it and that warmed me.

It was early evening when I hit the Texas border and we continued driving along the interstate. The ride was again silent except for the music playing and occasional small talk. She asked about my human life and I told her about how we had a large pecan tree in front of the house that I used to climb up and pretend I could see the world. I admitted that I didn't remember a whole lot about my human life, they were just snippets like the tree or how we had farmland that we had to work on from sunup to sundown making sure our crops were tended. She asked about my eye color and I told her that they were once steel blue.

I took breaks every few hours as she dozed off and on. Each time she napped, she curled her body in the seat while one hand touched me. That simple gesture spurred the realization that she was starting to feel close to me and feel for me. In turn, that brought out emotions I thought I would never feel. The love I had for this woman, while still in the beginning stage, was stronger than anything I had ever felt before. What I thought was love with Alice, paled in comparison to what I was already feeling for Isabella. I reached over and touched her hand that was resting on the console. She automatically curled her fingers over mine and I felt the instant warmth of her and her growing emotions for me just hug me like a blanket.

By the time I finally pulled into Peter and Char's drive, it the middle of the night. Isabella was asleep so I carried her into the house and laid her on my bed before I brought in our stuff from the car. She was already under the covers when I was done getting everything out, her sweatshirt and shorts tossed carelessly on the floor. I pulled off my jeans and left my boxer briefs and t-shirt as I slipped into bed with her. I kissed her hair and held her tight while she slept.