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Phones, Files and a Bathtub
APOV
I think I cried all the way home from the airport. It wasn't the breaking up goodbye, but it was a goodbye I hadn't been ready for. I wasn't really the crying kind of girl, never had been, so it made this all the more unusual. Was this all a part of falling in love?
When I got back to my apartment I threw myself into cleaning the condo, and when I'd finished that, I started work on some of the things I'd brought home from work. I kept myself busy every second, right up to the point where I got into bed. I hadn't heard from Jasper since he'd left but I understood how these things went, and with the time difference I was sure he was already in bed. I fell asleep quickly, but waking up was hard. I gotten used to him curled around my body.
You, your sex is on fire
And you, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire
And you, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire
I smiled at the ringtone blaring from my phone, and jumped out of bed, running across the room to pick it up. I had put it on the charger last night so it was still sitting on the dresser.
"Jasper."
"Morning babe. How'd you sleep?"
I smiled at the sound of his voice. It was almost comforting after the long night without him.
"Terribly," I laughed trying to lighten the mood. "You weren't in the bed to wear me out."
His easy laugh filled the line relaxing me completely. I unplugged the phone and moved back to lay on the bed.
"I know babe, sorry I didn't call you last night. The marketing people took us all out to dinner, I figured you'd be in bed early."
"I was, I knew you had to go through the whole process otherwise I would have called you. So how's everything going?"
"Pretty shitty, actually. I have good news and bad news." I didn't like the tone of his voice, it was a cross between frustration, anger and trepidation. "Good news first."
"I did get the job by my own merit. The marketing guys took the spread you put together straight to Mr. Lauren himself, and they apparently all agreed I would be great to face the campaign."
"That's awesome. So after news like that, what could possibly be bad news?"
"Don't get upset, there's nothing I could do about it."
Now he just sounded anxious.
"About what?"
"The other model I'm posing with, they're doing a unisex shoot."
My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach and seemed to sit there like a fifty pound weight as the realization dawned on me. My mouth went dry, my fingers gripped the phone tightly while my other fist balled in anger. Of all the models in the industry . . . "Maria."
"Believe me, no one is as disappointed than I am. I wanted to cancel and come home, but my manager said it would be a bad move. I would be black listed."
Why didn't that surprise me? She had to have known that he wouldn't want to work with her. She'd once again managed to put him in an impossible situation, effectively making him stuck between a rock and a hard place when it came to his career. I hated her, and this just seemed to add to my motivation of bringing her ass down.
"Alice, say something."
I swallowed my disappointment and anger. Jasper was mine. I loved and trusted him, and as much as I hated Maria, and had absolutely no trust in her whatsoever, I knew Jasper wouldn't put himself in that kind of a position with her. I had to stay strong and tough this out alone, complaining would only make him feel worse about the situation.
"There's nothing you can do Jazz. She's a manipulative bitch. Just stay on your toes and don't let her bait you into anything stupid."
"You're not mad?"
"Baby, I trust you. I may not trust her, but there's nothing either of us can do about it."
"Have I told you how much I love you?"
I grinned. "Not today."
"You have no idea, it's inexplicable."
"I love you too, and I miss you already," I sighed, picking at a tiny thread on the comforter. "But I'm so proud of you. Just go out there and kick every-body's ass."
"I will baby. I need to go get a shower. It's already nine here. I have to be on the set by ten thirty. I'll call you later. I just wanted to hear your voice, say good morning, and tell you what's going on."
"I love you."
"I love you more."
"Bullshit, get your happy ass in the shower."
"Loveyoubye."
I grinned at the phone as the line went dead. Now that I'd spoken to him I felt better, but the news about Maria being there left a sour taste in my mouth. I had seen her in action. I'd actually seen her in the act of fellatio! She was a manipulative bitch and I couldn't stand her.
I tapped my phone in my other hand the more frustrated I got. I couldn't let her screw with Jasper like this anymore.
Tap, tap, tap. As the phone hit the flesh of my hand, my mind started turning slowly. I stopped the incessant tapping and scrolled through my contacts.
"Alice?"
"Hey Shannon, do you have a minute?"
I wasn't sure why I did what I did. Yet somehow, I knew Shannon was the one that was going to come through for me. She wasn't working alone now either. Amanda was helping her. Talk about a waste of resources, but neither seemed to mind at all.
Apparently Amanda, during my stay in New York, had the displeasure of talking to Maria. It was the first I'd heard of it. According to Amanda, the message wasn't worth passing along. A warning, to stay away from Jasper.
I threw myself into my work, hoping that it would pass the time quickly. I was distracting myself so I wouldn't mull over the fact that he wasn't here, and he was within a hundred feet of that monster.
Thankfully, he called me several times a day. On his breaks, his lunch, when he got back to the hotel, before he went to bed. It made it easier, until I had to fall asleep, the bed still felt superfluously empty. I don't know how I had managed before I found him. Even with Jacob, he stuck to his side and I stuck to mine, and that was on the rare occasion he stayed.
By Wednesday afternoon, I was out of work to keep me occupied. Bella had dropped into my office and asked if I wanted to go to lunch. She'd been a godsend since Jasper had left. Her phone calls seemed to distract me from dwelling on his absence. She seemed to have a deep understanding of what I was going through. Even if it was ridiculous.
"Does it get any easier Bells?" We were sat at our usual table of our favorite restaurant, waiting for our food. I knew she understood what I was asking. She always picked up on the little things like that.
"I'm sure, it's just so new to you right now."
"I just hate that she's there," I sighed, picking up my glass of water and taking a sip, "I mean, I trust him, I just don't trust her."
"That's understandable, Ali, it's completely normal to be nervous about that, especially Maria, she's not exactly the typical ex."
"Not helping."
"I'm sorry, but it's not exactly new information hun."
"I know, I just need to stop thinking about it so much." I groaned, rearranging my silverware. "How about you Bells? Anything new?"
"Did I tell you Edward and I have decided to try for a baby?"
"What? No! When?"
"The night of the ball, things were really tense for a while, but then he was there, in the elevator kissing me, and I wanted it, I wanted him. He went to get a condom but I stopped him. I finally knew what I wanted."
I felt like a terrible friend, I had be so self absorbed by my own life, that I hadn't taken the time to really understand what my best friend was going through. Granted, the conversations over the past few weeks had been difficult because of the therapy and their decision to not discuss it with anyone, but I could have been there.
I was finally starting to realize that this wouldn't hurt so much if I had obtained some balance.
Balance between having Jasper and my normal life.
Balance between Jasper and work.
"That's amazing Bells, I'm so sorry I have been so distant."
"It's totally understandable Alice. I know that I was the same way when Edward and I started dating. It sucks that I don't get to talk to you as much, but I understand. You are still in the honeymoon bubble."
"Yeah, but you've been going through so much lately. I just feel like I should be there more."
"You can't always be there to pull me through everything, Edward is my husband, he can help too. You have always been supportive of me, and now it is my turn for you. I am going to have to learn to share you with Jasper."
I couldn't stop the smile from breaking out across my face. I finally had a man that I loved with every inch of myself, and my best friend approved. I mean, Jasper was practically part of our extended family because he was Rosalie's step brother.
"So have you actively started trying?" I grinned.
"I guess. We have had sex every day since Saturday. I think Edward wants to make sure I am fully fertilized," she said laughing. "It's been different, knowing that we could be making a child. It's not just sex like usual, its really passionate. It's nice. I am sure that if it doesn't happen right away that will change, but for now, I'm enjoying it. He was already talking to me about basal body temperatures and ovulation tests though, so I have a feeling next month it will be all business."
"That's so exciting. At least having a doctor for a husband makes things a little easier. Things really have changed a lot in these three months haven't they? Rosalie and Emmett are parents, you and Edward seem to have a better understanding of one another, then there's me and Jasper." I smiled.
When I put it like that, three months really wasn't a long time to know someone. I knew things had transpired quickly, but was it too much too soon? Was I rushing into things?
"Do you think Jasper and I are moving too quickly?"
"Well, I will tell you this. After my first date with Edward I knew I was going to marry him. It didn't happen until a few years later, but the feelings were still there early on. I can't tell you to put a time line on things because its different for everyone, but if you really love him then I would just go for it. You have never acted like this about any other guy I have seen you date, I think what you have with Jasper is different. He looks at you like you are the only person in the room and you look at him like he hung the moon. It may be early, but as long as you two don't go running off to Vegas or beat Edward and I to a crib, then I think you are just fine."
"Thanks Bells," I grinned. "Now, tell me everything I have missed the last couple of weeks. Spare none of the gory details, I could feel the tension on Saturday night, but I just knew it wasn't the time or place to pull you aside."
I leaned my elbow on the table and rested my cheek in my hand.
"Now that I know it has a happy ending, it all seems to have worked out."
"Well, therapy for awhile was awkward. When I went by myself I felt like I got alot of things sorted out, but when Edward and I were with her together, I felt like we kept egging each other on. He would get so offended when I tried to be honest with him. Last week was the worst. She asked if we were ready to think about having kids and I said no while Edward said that we were ready," she said sighing and taking a sip of her water. "He wouldn't talk to me for the rest of the week, just being nice and staying out of my way. I was so sick of it by Saturday that I blew up and picked a fight with him in the car. I told him I was scared to get pregnant again and then practically ran from the car. He was so angry with me and I kept trying to run away from him. Finally, by the end of the night, he apologized for overreacting to everything and as they say, the rest is history."
"He ignored you all week? Bella why didn't you call me? I know you must have needed someone to talk to."
I hated that I hadn't been there. She'd been through something so traumatic, and I had picked now to find a distraction in the form of one Jasper Whitlock. Poor Bella had suffered in silence with no one to talk to. I just wished she would have called me.
So I made myself a promise.
I would indeed learn to balance this. If Jasper was in my life for the long haul, and I knew that he was, I needed to make sure we were able to keep our life in some kind of normalcy. It actually made me feel a little better about him being gone. It was a little easier to deal with. Sure, he called me every chance he got, but that's just something couples did.
"I just wasn't in the mood to talk about it honestly. I felt so horrible for making him feel like that. Even though it sucked at the time, I think some time and distance was what I needed to think about it. Then I was just pissed he was acting like that when I picked the fight with him. It may not have been the most conventional way to do things, but it worked."
"I'm proud of you. You may stand up to everyone else in life, but Edward was always your weakness. I'm glad you are finally able to tell him how you feel about things. I was so worried about leaving you there alone when he finally came back. I know I've said it before, but I'm finally starting to see it was what needed to be done. Love was never the issue with you two, so I had no doubt things would finally work themselves out."
"Yeah, we are both stubborn. I can only imagine it has been entertaining for our therapist to watch over the past month."
"That bad?"
I could only imagine some of the things the two of them would have brought up.
"Not anymore," she said with a wink. "He just didn't like to hear some of the things I said to him. I think I upset his ego a little bit."
"Edward and a bruised ego, that doesn't sound fun at all." I laughed, I wanted to know more, but I
was delving into the therapy territory. It wasn't my place to ask. "Well, at least it all worked out. Things have a habit of doing that lately."
"Thank god. I really wasn't prepared for the D word if therapy didn't work. When is Jasper coming home?"
"Next Thursday, I think. It all depends on how well the shoots go. I know he has it in the bag, but I've heard Maria's a bit of a diva on set. Hopefully it will be sooner rather than later."
Thinking about Maria made my stomach turn, I really did hate her with vehemence.
"So, changing the subject completely," I grinned, straightening in my seat, "How does Vanessa feel about Jake? I know she's Edward's cousin so you had to have spoken with her. I was talking to Jake at the ball and he's smitten. I'm just hoping it's reciprocated, I'd hate to see him hurt again."
"Well, I haven't had a chance to talk to Nessie about him specifically, but she seemed distracted when I called her room on Sunday to see if she wanted to come to brunch with Rose, Em, Edward and I. I talked to Esme the other day and she said they are dating now, so I am assuming her intentions are pure. She doesn't exactly look like the type to take advantage of him. I guess we are just going to have to corner him and find out," she said giggling.
"I'll call him later, see if I can't get the juicy details . . ." I though about that for a second, would he feel awkward talking to me about it? "I think he would be okay with that."
"If not, just three way me on the call and I will get it out of him. Jake finally has himself a real girlfriend, he is definitely sharing the details with us," she said while she rubbed her hands together enthusiastically. "Wow, you know what. There are actually eight of us now. Now you and Jake aren't extra wheels anymore. I guess we are all growing up after all."
I laughed at that, Bella and I had known each other for so long, I still thought of her as the fifteen year old I met in the high school cafeteria. Neither of us had really changed all that much. Sure, we looked older, and we had grown up lives, but I still saw the awkward wallflower with potential sat in front of me, and I was sure she saw the idealistic teenage cheerleader who had dreams of escaping her mother's complicated life.
"You know, even now I look back on the whole situation with Jacob, and I see how right you were. He was in love with the idea of me, not me in particular. I can see it every time he looks at Nessie. I can say with hand on heart that he never once looked at me like that. I thought it would be weird, but I can truly say that I'm happy. I'm happy that he may have found his happily ever after."
He was a great guy, and Nessie really seemed to be a sweet girl. She was lucky to have him, and I just hoped she would see that.
"I guess we will see. Hopefully there won't be anymore wedding bells ringing anytime soon, but who knows in the future," she said giving me a pointed look.
I laughed that one off. The rest of the lunch was spent talking about everything we'd missed in the last couple of weeks. It was nice catching up with my best friend again, knowing that she was once again on the right path and everything seemed to be going her way again.
When I got back to the office, I tried to find something to do. My epiphany at lunch had made me realize that I had to live my life the way I always had, make room for Jasper in the mix. Work was the most expendable item, but I now realized I wouldn't give up my girl time with my friends anymore. Bella and I had agreed to set up our weekly meetings again, and even make an effort to have more lunches together.
I knew once Jasper got back I would have to divide up my time. I enjoyed our lunches together, even when I ended up back at the office hungry.
I picked up some chinese food on my way home and pulled out one of my favorite movies. If I was going to have time alone, I may as well make the most of it.
I was curled up around one of the pillows watching Demi Moore self destruct in St. Elmo's fire when my cell phone rang. The tell tale ring tone left me smiling again. I paused the movie and answered the phone.
"I missed you today."
I smiled, I hadn't even had the chance to say a word. It was almost like a mirrored reaction of my emotions being channeled at me from the man I love. I missed him terribly.
"Hello to you too, handsome."
He chuckled down the line and I snuggled deeper into the pillow, trying to imagine it was his arms wrapped around me.
"I'm sorry, I've just been thinking about you all afternoon, and I needed to hear your voice."
"Everything ok?"
"Yeah, I was just thinking about our first conversation on the phone."
I knew exactly the one he was referring too. "Oh? Which one was that?"
"You."
"Mm Hmm."
"The phone."
I hummed my answer again.
"The bath."
"Ahh, the red wine."
"You were drinking red wine?"
"I'd spilled it trying to get to the phone," I giggled. I lowered my voice into a sexy purr before answering. "Why what were you thinking?"
"Well, I would like to recreate the scene and have things go the way I wanted them to that night." His voice took on the husky quality I adored when he was aroused.
"I think that might be fun Mr. Whitlock," I keep my voice sultry as I rolled from the bed and practically ran to the bathroom.
"There's no might be about it Miss Brandon, it will be fun. Just trust me and do what I tell you to."
"Yes sir."
"Are you in the bathroom?"
"I am."
"Turn on the water and let it fill up."
I heard the bathtub on his end of the line start running and my stomach flipped in excitement. We hadn't attempted the dual bathing thing yet, and this would be an exciting first time, even if his body wasn't there to play with. I turned on the faucet of my tub and made sure the stopper was in.
"What Next, Mr. Whitlock?"
The excitement bubbled inside of me. I didn't know what he was going to ask me next and it just seemed to turn me on further.
"What are you wearing?"
I looked down at myself, and my cheeks flushed. I'd been wearing his pj bottoms with an old spaghetti strapped shirt.
"Your Pj's and and my white shirt."
I heard him groan on the other end of the phone and laughed.
"Not sexy enough?"
"It's not that, the thought of you in anything of mine makes me so hard," his voice was gravelly with desire.
I swallowed as the familiar warmth spread throughout my body. It made my limbs tingle and my center throb with a dull ache.
"What do you want me to do Jazz?" I whispered. My heart pounding in my chest.
"Set the mood baby, candlelight, and play some Tin pan alley for me."
I did as he asked, bringing my iPod to dock in the small station I had bought for the bathroom. Jasper loved to sing in the shower, and his voice was so sexy, I made sure he'd do it every time he was in there. I scrolled through till I found one of our favorite playlists. Stevie was always first, the song wasn't particularly romantic, but the melody . . .
I lit the candles in the room and hit the lights, moving to stand in the middle of the bathroom. The ambiance was amazing. I didn't know how he'd known how this would be, but then, he never ceased to amaze me.
"Turn off the water Ali." I turned slowly and stalked towards the tub, and sure enough, the water was nearing the level it needed to be at.
"How do you do that?" I asked breathlessly.
"The hotel has a similar tub."
I rolled my eyes. I didn't care how he did it, it was sexy as hell.
"Now, put the phone on speaker, and put it on the edge of the tub."
I did as he asked, hearing the music, he groaned slightly. "I wish I was there so I could touch you."
"So do I," I sighed. placing the phone on the the flattest part of the tub where it would be safe.
"You do realize you made me even harder."
My tongue ran along my bottom lip as my chest rose and fell with my labored breaths. I could tell Jasper had put his phone on speaker, his voice echoed and I could hear the subtle movement of the water as he tested the temperature.
"Baby, I want you to run your hands over your stomach real slow, let them slide up until you pull your shirt off, tell me what you feel like."
I put my hand on my stomach and felt the muscles quiver under my touch.
"Talk to me Ali."
"It's warm, my muscles are trembling at the sound of your voice. The cotton is clinging to my skin and it's tight across my hand."
I heard Jasper growl and I let my eyes slide closed slowly.
"I'm letting my hands slide up my soft skin towards the valley of my breasts." My thumb gently ran along the underside of my breast and my breath stuttered at the touch, with my eyes closed all I could do was imagine him touching me. That my hand was his.
"The skins warmer under my breast, softer," I moved my hands up over the curve of my breast gasping as my fingers rubbed over my tightly erect nipple. "My nipples are so hard."
"Oh fuck, don't stop Ali."
I pinched the tightened skin between my fore finger an thumb and pinched gently. I could feel the dampness pooling between my thigh as I squeezed and twisted, trying to remember exactly how his lips had felt in their place.
"What are you doing?"
"Playing with my . . . nipples, imaging . . . your mouth."
I heard a gush of air from his end of the phone.
"Take off the shirt."
I took the hem in my hands and pulled it up over my head. My skin was so sensitive and on edge I felt every contact the cotton had with my skin.
"You're driving me insane, Jazz," I moaned as the material fell to the floor at my feet.
"Darlin' you have no idea."
I bit my lip and waited for my next instructions.
I heard a low grunt on the other end of the phone and almost lost it on the spot. His faint but heavy breathing was evident even over the quiet music coming from the iPod. Every part of my body tingled in pleasure, my muscles clenched throughout me as my thighs rubbed together desperate for friction.
I let my fingers ghost down my neck towards my breasts. I circled the nipple slowly and continued down until I was playing with the waist band on the pants. My fingers dipped under the elastic as my other hand rubbed gentle patterns across my chest.
"Alice."
I jumped hearing my name and let out a breathless laugh.
"I want you to work those pants down your legs slowly, letting you thumbs run down the inside of your legs, lightly and slowly, I'll do the talkin'."
My hands both met at the seam, fingering the material and waiting for him to start talking. My thumbs moved back and forth over the skin of my abdomen as I waited for his voice. I knew what his was doing, by the confirmation of his actions through his husky voice seemed to make it all the more exciting.
"My dick is so hard knowing your touching yourself, I have it in my hand, my fingers running slowly up and down the soft skin of the the underside, thinking about your tongue as it leaves a small damp trail up the shaft."
I groaned and moved my finger along the seam, out to my hips and back to the center twice before starting to work them down my legs, doing exactly as he told me to do.
"Every time I come to the head, my thumb swirls gently in circles just like your tongue does," he groaned a little louder this time making me whimper in agonizing pleasure. Knowing he wasn't there to finish me off was painful, but I also knew he would talk me through the rest bringing me to my much needed climax.
I wasn't sadistic enough to leave my underwear in place and have to go through the process again, so I hooked them under my thumbs as well, making sure to pay attention to the specific instructions he'd given me.
"Oh shit Alice, I miss your tongue baby. The way it cups the shaft as you slide my dick into your mouth."
I was amazed a how effective his plan seemed to be. His husky voice and dirty talk seemed to heighten the feeling of my own touch as I slid the last of my clothing to the ground.
He was still grunting lightly on the other end of the phone as I discarded the last of my clothes.
"I miss the taste of you," I whispered, my fingers drawing small symbols on the top of my thighs and dancing slowly towards my center.
"Step into the water, slide down, let the heat surround you like it's me."
My body shook lightly as I moved to step forward and into the water. The heat enveloped my skin as I lowered myself below the waterline. The water danced across my hypersensitive skin making my breath stutter as I settled against the back of the tub. I slid further down, letting the heat flow over my skin and warm me.
I could hear the faint movement of the water in Jasper's bath as he did the same thing.
"Touch yourself baby, let me hear your breathing, let me hear you moan."
I let one of my hands slide under the hot water and over my stomach to my thighs, while my other moved to my breast, my fingers circling the taut skin. I let my eyes slide closed an my fingertips teased the aroused skin, my other finger slipped in between my thighs and ran the length of now hot wet fold.
"Oh fuck Jasper, I wish you were here," I moaned as my finger ran over my clit. I circled in gentle easy motions and accepted the pleasure that ran through my body, letting it escape in small moans as I twisted and teased my body. I didn't let myself get completely lost just yet, I listened with intent for his movements and his groans.
"Oh, fuck."
I smiled as his pleasure came in short manly bursts of cussing. My fingers slid down towards my entrance as my thumb moved to keep the heated friction on my bundle of nerves. I slid my finger into my hot depths, curling it to the place Jasper seemed to find with ease.
"Oh Jasper."
"Slide . . . oh fuck." The motion of the water on his end picked up.
I tried to imagine him pleasuring himself like that, his long agile fingers curled around his shaft, moving up and down his length in long fluid motions. His thumb, circling the head with each pass. He groaned again. Only making my fingers pump in and out of myself quicker as the other squeezed my nipple with a roughness that only he could bring out in me.
"Jasper, oh fuck, Jasper."
"Keep," Grunt, "Saying," Breath, "My name."
"Jasper," I whispered his name as my hips rose in the water sending a small wave to roll around me. "I want you inside of me, I need you, I love . . . Jasper."
I heard him panting on the other end of the line as his fist hit the water in a perfect tempo. I pumped my fingers in and out of myself in the same rhythm I could hear on his end of the phone. I added another finger, pumping and curling as I imagine his face, as his hands created a heated friction against himself. His tempo raised, the damp slapping got louder, the splashing of the water in his tub made me raise my hips letting me push my finger further within me.
He was close, I could tell by his alternating groans and pants. I was closer, I could feel my walls tremble around my fingers as my thumb dug against the sensitive nub.
"Jasper, oh fuck Jasper," I moaned,my body writhing in the hot water.
"Alice, fuck . . . I," he growled, taking deep breaths. "Fuck, I love you, Alice."
I heard the slight squeak of his body as it went rigid against the tub, the squeak of his skin as it ran across the finish of the bath. I let myself go, my whole body trembling as my walls clamped down around my fingers. Fire spread through my body consuming the air in my lung, leaving me with on the ability to whimper in pleasure. My hips rose out of the water as the pleasure tightened every muscle inside of me.
I was panting heavily as my body fell back into the water with a defined splash. The water lapped at the edges of the bath, running along the sides with happy abandon, small waves crashing over the skin of my chest and it rose and fell in an attempt to gain as much air as possible.
"Alice?" Jasper's voice was tired and a little weak, but it made me smile.
"Mmm?"
"You okay?"
"Better," I sighed. Retracting my hand from between my thighs. "You?"
"Wonderful," he chuckled, his voice still gravelly.
We both sat in silence, just listening to one another breathe. It was nice, it was us. There were often moments between us were words weren't necessary. They sometimes seemed to clutter what the moment was about, our connection with one another was so strong, there was no need for verbal validation of how we felt, we just seemed to know one another.
"I love you, Ali."
"I love you too, Jazz."
"I hate to say goodbye babe, especially after this, but I have an early call in the morning. They want to catch the early morning mist in central park as the sun rises, which mean I have to be up at the but crack of dawn."
"I understand babe, call me anyway okay."
"It'll be 3am."
"Hmm, on second thoughts call me on your break." I giggled
"I will, I miss you."
"I miss you too babe."
"Bye, Ali, love you."
"Love you more."
"Bullshit."
The phone line went dead and I realized I was smiling. He always seemed to leave me with a smile on my face. It was refreshing.
I went to bed after I got out of the bath, I was exhausted after our little exploration into phone sex. I fell asleep immediately, his pillow tucked into my side as though it were him, I was sure there was a wide smile on my face.
As promised Jasper called me on his break, he'd gone back to his room to eat some breakfast as they waited for the next set up to be put together. He avoided the catering they provided because of the wicked witch. She was too lazy to even consider wander to far from the catering truck or the set.
Thankfully his hotel wasn't far from the park. He apologized profusely when he had to cut the call abruptly short, he was late getting back to the set. He had been looking for his shoes, wardrobe hadn't picked up the right pair and he'd decided to take the initiative and get his own. At which point he was running late.
That was the last time I heard from him.
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