A/N: So here's a faster update than usual. It's my new leaf lol. I apologise for the actual fluff in there, and promise some lemony goodness in one of the next chapters. Peace out.
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Our accommodation on Campus was usually quarters for visiting academics, so it was furnished nicely, but with an assorted collection of items; some from the 20's moving through the decades until today. Today was represented by a sleek glass top desk in the living room corner, complete with a fairly recent Mac computer and sleek white printing unit. Carlisle gestured to the bedroom on the right, "Jasper, Bella. That will be your room." He walked a little further along, to a smaller room, a simple twin bed inside, "And I'll be in here." I looked at him, "Carlisle, you can't possibly sleep in that." For one, he was so tall, the other, it felt wrong for him to be confined to a small space when we had so much more. Jasper laughed then, "Darlin'.....sometimes you're duller than a farmhand's boots. Carlisle doesn't sleep but you do. Of course you need the bigger bed." I blushed, stepping into our room and placing my tote bag on the bed. It was pretty enough, heavy velvet drapes, plush but worn carpets. The bed was a beautiful mahogany sleigh style, the quilt looked warm and inviting. I looked out the window, we had a pretty view of the lawns we'd just come across. Jasper called to me from the living room, so I turned and went. This would be an interesting stay.
Dressing for dinner that first night wasn't a simple task, I called on Carlisle and Jasper both to help me figure out Rosalie's packing. After the first few confusing items, Carlisle threw up in hands in jest and left us, I face Jasper, panic reading clearly on my face as well as washing off me. He smiled, "Alright darlin'.....I take pity. Ummm....." He bit his cheek while he picked through the offerings, holding up a black pencil skirt and a chiffon blouse, "This I guess." I sighed, accepting the offered outfit and then looked at the shoes. He smiled, "I'll let you pick those yourself." He kissed my cheek, and suddenly my phone rang. He waved and left, I sat on the bed "Hello?" "Bella! I can't believe you. Choose the black ankle boots with the peep toe. And don't even think about wearing flats at all this trip." "Alice.....You kill me." "I won't, unless you wear those flats I know you snuck in. Now listen, tomorrow they're going to want you to play football." "I shouldn't" Alice giggled, "No, by all means you should, you'll enjoy it. I just wanted to tell you it'll be fine. Tomorrow's a cloudy day." She hung up before I could say anything, and I smiled to myself. There was no way i could play football in heels. A huge smile crept over my face, and I began to dress for dinner.
"Dr Cullen, you have an exceptionally beautiful daughter. I'm disappointed we hadn't the opportunity to meet with her before." A young department head sat to Carlisle's left, I felt Jasper stiffen as he spoke but I eyed him until he relaxed. Carlisle laughed, "Daughter in Law actually Stephen. Isabella is Jasper's wife." The young man had the decency to blush, and smiled at jasper, "You're a very lucky man." I giggled, and Jasper smiled, "Why thank you." From across the table, an older gentleman smiled at me, "Isabella. What a lovely name. My mother's name was Isabelle." I smiled, accepting his offered hand, "Matthew Peabody. Pleasure to meet you young lady." I smiled, "Isabella Whitlock. You too. This is my husband, Major Whitlock." Jasper shook his hand as well, and I smiled pleasantly while I broadcast into Carlisle's head, "So.....trustworthy or no?" Carlisle's eyes lit up with a smile, he sipped at some water as his mind replied, "The young one is to be avoided at all costs. Rosalie punched him when she accompanied me last. Matthew is a lovely man though. No harm there." I nodded ever so slightly, sipping my own water. I was desperate to leave so I could throw away the napkin holding the small amount of food I'd apparently "eaten".
I disappeared to shower after dinner, Jasper and Carlisle following Matthew back to his apartments for an hour or so they said, I knew, reality was they'd smoke cigars and drink port or something equally manly. I could be forgiven then, for my surprise at hearing voices in the lounge. I pulled on my pyjamas, thankful I'd packed something a little more presentable than usual. Letting my hair hang loose on my shoulders, I wandered out, calling as I went, "Jasper? Carlisle? Are you back already?" My mouth made a small "o" as my hand flew to it, not only were Jasper and Carlisle back, they'd bought Matthew with them and were smoking in the living room. Carlisle was pouring what looked like the last of a bottle of red wine into someone's glass, smiling as he looked up, "Ah, Bella dear. Jasper suggested a game of cards and we invited Matthew back with us." I blushed then, thinking about my pyjamas, their guest smiled, "I do apologize Mrs Whitlock. If I'd realized you'd planned to retire I...." I shook my head, "NO, no. It's fine, honestly. Can I get you boys something?" I looked at Jasper who looked ashamed, thinking to him, "A phone call even?" His lip turned up in a smile, and he thought back to her, "Bella I'm sorry darlin'. I'll ask him to leave." I felt my head shake no involuntarily, speaking aloud by mistake, "No, it's fine. I'll get you some more wine from the kitchen."
I was so tired I didn't even notice when Jasper climbed into bed next to me, or that he wrapped me in his arms so tight I woke with marks on my arms.
The next morning I had to myself, Jasper was keen to look at their Civil War collection, Carlisle was going to a meeting.. I set myself up in the bedroom at the dresser, following Rose's instructions for making my make up look natural and my hair look better than just presentable. I carefully twisted, rolled and pinned, then painted and dabbed and brushed until my skin looked almost human. I rifled through my bag until I found a pair of slim fitting dark jeans and a fine knit hooded sweater. I frowned as I hunted for a pair of sneakers, or even the flats I'd packed secretly; relief flowed through me as I felt one and then the other Converse shoe.
Carlisle surprised me in the kitchen, "Isabella? Come with us, we've been invited to play a game." I nodded, shaking my hair free and pulling an elastic over my wrist. I'd worked damn hard on it, I wasn't ruining it with a band.
Jasper was already playing around with some young men on the huge lawns behind the home, he grinned and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder. I shrieked with delight and with surprise, he set me down in front of a guy with the ball. Immediately, he dropped it, so I reached down, threw it awkwardly to Carlisle and ran. This was going to be an exciting way to kill some time.
At dinner that night, we were the guests of honor, seated on a dais in front of over a hundred people. I kept tugging at my dress, the shoulders were a little hard to ignore as they sat loosely. My hair was half up, the waves flowed down my back and I was grateful; when we'd bought the dress it certainly hadn't occurred to me how low the back dipped at all. My shoes were, well, it was a good thing Jasper thought they looked pretty. Someone had to, and I sure as hell didn't. People asked me so many times that night if I was proud of my father that I began to answer almost before they'd finished asking the question, "Yes, he's quite amazing isn't he?"
Eventually, Jasper put his hand on the small of my back, kissed my neck and whispered, "You're gonna get us all in trouble you keep bein' so charmin' darlin'." I blushed and ducked my head. He kissed my neck again and I felt the passion rise in me, my eyes widening while I tried to keep it at least contained to myself and Jasper. He smiled wickedly, leant in to Carlisle, whose eyebrows were raised at me, "Carlisle, I'm goin' to take my wife home before she embarrasses us all. " Carlisle nodded, kissing my cheek goodnight as we took off back to the house. We were barely indoors five minutes before we were tangled together in the sheets, calling each other's name and reeling afterwards. I smiled as I looked into his eyes, "I love you." He kissed my nose, "I love you too darlin'. And I'm ready to go home. Hell....I think I even miss Moodward." I giggled, and kissed him, pulling myself onto him, "I don't. I like that we're alone here." I slid onto his hard cock slowly, watching him as i bit my lip, "I definitely like that nobody can hear us." As i rode him, roughly, digging my fingers into his chest, tangling my lips with his and my hands in his hair, I felt myself unable to contain my feelings. My emotions were around us in the room, I hazarded a guess that they were also flowing out to the students out laying on the lawns, enjoying a beer or some company with each other.
There was a gentle knock on the door, "Uh.....children? I think perhaps....well....ahem." I blushed, laying beside Jasper who wrapped me in his arms and chuckled, "Well now darlin'. I believe you've gone and got the good doctor all worked up." I blushed, rolling my eyes, and spoke aloud, "I'm sorry Carlisle." I heard Carlisle chuckle under his breath, "It's nothing dear." I looked down at Jasper, my blush covering not only my face but my chest as well, "Jas! Oh my god.. I can't look him in the face now." Jasper smiled, and kissed me, "Darlin'....you should know I'm one of the most old fashioned people you know, besides Edward and Carlisle......but you hang around long enough you tend to forget what other people get up to. It's a natural thing Darlin'....it's not your fault it's multiplied by your gift." I giggled nervously again and flopped onto the bed beside him, "Jasper.....I want to visit Peter and Char again." My words hung in the silence, and at first I thought I'd said something wrong, quick to fill the gap, "I mean, if you want. we don't have to...it's not like..." Jasper smiled, "No, darlin'...it's fine. It just surprised me is all." I shrugged, "I miss Char." "Don't you miss Rose? You two were damn near inseparable for a good while there darlin'.....have you fallen out?" "No....not really. Charlotte is more like.....and older sister. Rose is still....I dunno. She's my sister but she feels more like a best friend." Jasper kissed me as he got up, "Darlin'.....Char is always happy to see you, but give Rose a chance. She's really tryin' you know?" I nodded, following him into the shower. I wasn't going to think about any of it until after Carlisle's lunch presentation.
Jasper let out a low whistle when he saw me; he and Carlisle had been playing cards in the sunlight coming from the window. I sighed, "Sun? Now? Are you effing kidding me?" Jasper laughed, "The speech is indoors sugar. We'll just need to stick to the shadows on the way." I smiled, doing a little turn, "Do you like it? I picked it all by myself." Carlisle grinned, "You look lovely Isabella. Very modern." I smiled, I had no response to such an....odd compliment. Jasper kissed me, "You look like I need to drag you back in there and...." He let out a low growl, his breath on my neck as I cleared my throat, "Jasper....I think we should get going." He nodded, a smirk on his face; he pinched my backside while Carlisle was turned away. I didn't want to tell him we needed to visit Peter and Char because I wanted to have loud, crazy sex again and I knew they'd leave us be. I simply settled for a come hither stare as i picked up my trench coat and purse, holding his arm gently as I slipped into the pretty grey suede heels. I was getting the hang of this being girly thing.