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EPOV

"We shouldn't be here right now," I mutter to Jasper and he chuckles. "It's not funny, love. We shouldn't. Why does this have to be today? Why couldn't we handle this on another day? Why today?"

"It just is, babe," Jasper says with ease and I want to choke him.

"I hate your positive attitude right now," I complain and he laughs.

"Well, deal with it, because I'm glad this is happening today. We'll deal with Esme and be done with it. For now."

He makes a good point, I don't want to see it, but it's a good point. It's just that today is our rehearsal dinner and I want to focus on that. A whirlwind of planning after we got things back on track has gone into this and I'm not about to let even the thought of my mother ruin it. I don't want to feel sad. I want to feel as happy as I did this morning when I woke up in Jasper's arms.

"I hate that it's today."

"I know."

"Today is about us."

"And the sooner we get this over with the better," Jasper counters with a grin I want to kiss off of his face.

"I want some of whatever you're taking, Mr. Upbeat."

He laughs heartily and strong. "I'm simply in love with you, Edward Cullen. I know that you're it for me. I know that my life will never be complete without you. I know that I want to be a dad with you. I know that I want to grow our kids with all the love we can give. I know that I want a house full of grandkids for us to spoil and I know that I'll love you forever."

"I can't wait to put that ring on your finger," I say and then kiss him.

"Good. So now that's we're on the same page, we're gonna head in there, hear what the judge has to say, and then leave," Jasper says with a smile.

"As great as that sounds, and as much as I love you for telling me all the reasons you're smiling, it still sucks that it has to be today," I stubbornly say, making Jasper chuckle and shake his head before leaning in to kiss my cheek.

"Fine, then think about what I'm going to do to you when we get home and see if you feel better."

"Now I want to leave more than ever."

"Too bad, because you'll only get what I've got in store for you if you behave."

I jump and gasp when his hand trails up my thigh. But then I frown when he moves it away just as quick. I can't believe he's promising relief and a good fuck, but only if I behave. "Cock tease," I mutter and he laughs at me.

Since his declaration to me the other night, Jasper has changed for the better. His grief counseling is going well. Our wedding is back and Alice is happily working away. There is nothing to be concerned about. I'm not thinking about my mother, who I am about to face. And I'm not thinking about Demetri, who's somewhere planning and sulking that Jasper is happy without him.

I'm focusing on the fact that my wedding is two days from now.

Tomorrow, Jasper and I will be driving up to The Woodmark Hotel where our wedding will be held. We'll be staying overnight in separate suites and then after the wedding, we'll spend one more night in the hotel and then leave for our honeymoon in Paris with a visit to Venice.

When Jasper and I had discussed our honeymoon, he couldn't decide between Paris, France, and Venice, Italy. I found both places equally appealing seeing as I had visited them before. I told Jasper this and shared my favorite spots. He still couldn't decide so I told him France. He agreed. But I'm also taking him to Italy. It sounded like he was in love with the idea of visiting Venice, and what my husband wants in this world, he gets.

"You're gonna pay for calling me that," Jasper growls in my ear, interrupting my thoughts.

"Oh yeah? What are you going to do? It's not like it's four days from now and I'm naked and under you."

He growls again and is about to tell me exactly what he wants to do to me, when Dad and our lawyers, John and Ian walk up.

"Good Morning, boys," Dad says.

"Good Morning, Dad."

"Carlisle, John, Ian, would you all excuse Edward and me for a minute?" Jasper says smoothly. "There's something I would like to discuss with him."

They excused us and I'm pulled down the hall of the courthouse while Jasper searches for a secluded spot. He finds the bathroom and I laugh as he fist pumps and pulls me inside. He wastes no time in making sure we're alone before I'm pushed into a stall and his lips are on mine before I can breathe a word.

My fiancé drops to his knees, frees my aching cock from the confines of my pants, and pulls me into his hot mouth. I can't do a fucking thing, except hold on to the top of the stall and enjoy the ride. He sucks me hard, fondles my balls, and pulls me down his throat. The sensations are too much. There's light before my eyes. I want to shout for him. I want to scream his name. I want him to fuck me until I can't walk straight. And when I come down his throat and he licks me clean and then stands, I drop in his arms.

"Was that as good for you as it was for me?" he whispers. I nod because there's nothing else I can do. "Good. But I didn't get what I wanted so I can't wait until I fuck that tight ass of yours, Edward. I'm gonna make you scream my name until you're hoarse, darlin'."

With that promise, we leave the bathroom stall and clean up in a thankfully empty bathroom. If someone I had been in there, I'm not sure how we would've explained. I can't think straight and Jasper looks too smug to care.

We walk out of the bathroom and he has to tell me to take a deep breath and relax when Dad comes into view.

"He's going to know," I whisper to Jasper.

"So?"

Yeah, he's too smug to care.

He pops a mint in his mouth, winks, and smiles at me. He takes my hand and we walk over to Dad who wants to know if we're okay.

"I'm fine," I say with a nod.

"Are you sure?" Dad says with concern. "You look tired. I'm sorry that the hearing is today."

"It's fine. And no, I'm not tired."

"That's good to know, darlin'," Jasper chimes in with a devilish grin on his face. Dad looks between us and then chuckles. I meet his eyes and he has a knowing look on his face. He clears his throat and turns away from us with a grin.

"He knows."

"And he's happy for you," Jasper counters as his hand slides down to my ass and gives it a light smack while no one is looking.

I keep forgetting that I'm marrying a sex fiend.

"Gentlemen, are we ready?" Our lawyer, John asks from the opened courtroom door.

"Yes," I say with a deep sigh. "Let's get this over with."

Jasper stops and behaves. He grows serious as we move to the door. Gone is his playfulness as he squeezes my hand and repeats the question to me before we enter the courtroom, "Are you ready?"

"Yes."

We walk in.

This is a private hearing. Only my mother and her lawyer, Dad, me and Jasper along with our lawyers, the judge as well as the stenographer and court officers will be here.

We all take our seats and Esme is escorted into the courtroom. She stares right at me with a frown marring her face and I glare back. She has no right to make me feel anything but dislike for me right now. She told me she never wanted me and then proceeded to steal our family money right under our noses.

But despite that, I'm not as horrible as she is. I let my lawyers strike a deal on behalf of her. It's a deal that will benefit us all.

I let out a heavy sigh and push away my good mood for what's about to take place. "Let's get this over with," I squeeze Jasper's hand for support, and he smiles at me and mouths 'I love you'.

The judge orders the proceedings to begin and John and Ian each take turn addressing him. Esme's attorney does the same. He tries to paint her as a distressed woman, but the judge isn't buying it. I tune out most of his speech because it's all lies. I know my mother. She knew exactly what she was doing.

In the past, I would've foolishly thought that she did what she did for the betterment of me. Not anymore. Esme did what she did for her own good. She hates me. I was nothing but her way into the Cullen fortune.

In the deal struck, I will be giving her exactly what she wanted.

After her lawyer speaks, John rises and discusses parts of the deal with the court. The judge nods after he's through and says he'll take all pleas into consideration. He bangs the gavel and we take a break. Court is in recess for the next fifteen minutes and when we return, it's time for the verdict.

It took quite a bit of money to keep this private and push the case to go as fast as possible. But it's worth it. It's better to deal with this swiftly and quietly.

"What do you think he's gonna say?" I ask John and Ian.

Ian speaks up, "I'm confident that he'll accept the deal. Her lawyer already has and this way everybody comes out of this getting what they want."

Jasper agrees.

We resume and the judge doesn't even hitch in his decision making. He asks my mother to rise and give her sworn statement to the court. Jasper's grip on me tightens as Esme runs a hand over her immaculate suit, turns to me with a cold look in her eyes, smirks, and begins, "Your honor, I would like to say that I accept the terms that have been stipulated. And if the Cullen men ever think of stopping any form of monetary support to me, I'll sue them for all they're worth. I didn't go through years of a loveless marriage, and had a disappointing child, just so they could throw me away like yesterday's garbage without a cent to my name."

The judge shakes his head in disappointment. "Ms. Platt, am I to understand that you feel no remorse for the things that you've been accused of?"

"No, your honor," My mother says without a care in the world.

The judge looks at her in disgust. "Mr. Edward Cullen is your child, ma'am. Your only child and you're standing here after you stole from your own flesh and blood and telling me that you feel no remorse for hurting him?"

"Edward is Carlisle's child through and through," she says and my eyes well up with tears. This is the woman that I allowed to lead my young life? This is the woman who I thought her word was bond? 'Trample the weak' she used to say.

"He's nothing like me. I had him for the purpose of having access to the Cullen fortune and nothing more. I never loved him the way a mother should love her child. I never felt that bond with him. In more or so cases, he was an annoyance. A hindrance."

"Thank you for that, Ms. Platt," the judge says, shaking his head. "You may sit."

He sighs and then briefly addresses us. "It is usually unorthodox for me to address my court in this fashion, but Edward..." I give him my full attention and he looks at me with nothing but sympathy. "I feel very sorry for you and I hope you have someone to lean on."

I nod and answer, "I do, your honor." I squeeze Jasper's hand and he squeezes back.

The judge then tells Esme to rise, "Esme Platt, in light of the events leading up to these proceedings, I hereby sentence you to eight years in prison with the possibility of parole in four years. The son you're denying is the one who spoke for you and caused you not to be in prison for the rest of your natural life as I would've intended. I would've thrown the book at you, ma'am. Following your sentence and upon your release, you are to have no contact with Mr. Carlisle Cullen, Mr. Edward Cullen, Mr. Jasper Whitlock, and no extended members of their family or friends. If you do so, you will be in violation of the deal your attorney accepted on your behalf. Monetary support will be granted to you. You will even have a house waiting for you upon your release from prison. Do you understand this, Ms. Platt?"

"Yes, your honor," she says in a low voice.

"Good," he says and turn to us, "Mr. Carlisle Cullen, Mr. Edward Cullen, do you agree to this?"

Dad and I rise and answer. "Yes, we do, your honor."

He nods and we take our seat. He tells my mother where she will be serving her prison sentence and then bangs his gavel, closing the case. He orders the officer to get my mother out of his sight and shakes his head again in disgust as she passes.

She holds her head high and doesn't even look back at me.

"It's over," Jasper whispers and I turn to him.

"It's over." I can't believe it. And mostly, I can't believe how sad it makes me.

We walk out of the courtroom and Dad thanks our lawyers. Jasper shakes their hand in gratitude. They each pat my shoulder in sympathy and then Jasper excuses us. I feel like I'm on a different plane of existence when he escorts me to the car. I was the one who drove us here, but Jasper is taking me home. I can't think. I can't wrap my mind around it. I hate how I feel. I shouldn't feel like this.

"It's over," I say again as we walk into our place.

"Come on, darlin', let's go sit down."

"Why do I feel like this?" I ask him because I'm praying he has the answer. I don't want to feel anything but contempt for my mother. But a side of me just can't. That side loves her as a son should love their mom despite how she feels about me.

"I shouldn't feel this way, Jasper."

"I shouldn't have let my dad in," he says. "But I did, and I don't regret it. Despite what Esme is or how she acted, the bottom line is she's your mom. Maybe one day, she'll learn the error of her ways and come around one day. Maybe not. But I'll be here for you, babe."

I look at him as the tears roll down my face. "We should be having fun," I try to joke, only to have it swallowed by small sobs. "I shouldn't be a blubbering mess right now. We should be in the midst of an orgasm or something."

Jasper laughs. "Maybe later. Right now, I'm just going to hold you."

He does. Jasper takes me in his arms and lies down on the couch. I curl up into his side and when he whispers for me to let it go, I cry. I hold him tight and I cry for the past I had, for the past I should have had, for the present I'm happy that I have, and the future that I will make different. I'm going to love my children. I'm going to learn from my parents' mistakes and make sure that my children never feel the way I do in any way or form.

Maybe one day things will be different. But for now, my mother and her treachery are behind me. In the end, she got what she wanted, the money.

~~wytwm~~

"What time is it?"

"Half past the hour we should be at our own rehearsal dinner," Jasper jokes. He's taking this way too well. He's as happy as a lamb while I'm freaking out about oversleeping.

After we got home, I broke down. But Jasper was here to hold me, let me cry, and tell me it would be alright.

"Jasper, seriously, you could've waked me up," I say to him as he licks his lips and checks out my ass from his place on the bed. He looks so good lying there in his black Armani suit with his head propped up against the headboard, his long legs crossed at the ankles with a relaxed look on his face, and nothing but lust radiating off of him as he eyes me while I fix my tie.

"Nah, aside from how much I love to antagonize our wedding planner, you needed the rest," he says.

I smile at him. "Thank you."

He gets up and comes over for a kiss. "You're welcome." He smacks my hand away and fixes my tie himself.

"If I watch you fiddle with this damn tie any more, I'm gonna rip it off," he pulls me close and kisses me sound on the lips before continuing, "and who knows what else I'll rip off."

I'm in a state lust all the way to the town car. We greet our driver and get in the back. We're been driven tonight. And I keep my head on his shoulder the whole way there.

There is a large applause when we walk into Alice's restaurant. Peter yells "Finally!" And everyone laughs. The laughter heightens when Jasper gives him the finger. Jeanne gives Jasper the eye, as he calls it, and he behaves himself.

Our night is filled with good food, great wine, well wishes, laughter and dances between me and Jasper and just about every one of our guests. Even Emmett found his way into my arms at one point. Rose and Jasper teased us, but we didn't care. Emmett kissed me on the cheek, and said if he batted for the other team, he and Jasper would be fighting over me.

Jasper told him he didn't share.

I'm currently standing in the corner with Rose and Alice. We're watching Jasper and Bella freak out about Jeanne and Charlie chatting up a storm on the other side of the room. They're within an earshot so we can hear their conversation and are fighting ourselves not to laugh our asses off as Jasper and Bella worry about their parents' unheard conversation. They're both extremely protective of their parents.

"What do you think they're talking about?" Bella asks Jasper while Rose, Alice and I snicker at them.

"I don't know, but your dad better behave himself," Jasper warns her.

"Your mom too," Bella counters with a frown.

Rose can't take it anymore so she adds, loud enough for Jasper and Bella to hear, "I hope they get laid. Preferably with each other. Charlie is kinda hot."

Alice and I can't hold it in anymore and laugh. Jasper and Bella turn blue in the face while Rose says to Bella, "Welcome to the family, Bella!" before she runs off in the opposite direction and Jasper heads for the door. I meet him outside and watch in amusement as he paces the sidewalk while cracking his knuckles.

"She wouldn't, would she, Edward?"

"I've met Mr. Swan, he's a nice person. Good qualities. I don't see a reason why not."

"You're crazy," Jasper says. "That's my mom!"

"Who is a very attractive woman," I tell him, drawing close.

"Yeah, but she's like...a mom!" he shrugs.

Jasper has gotten so used to the idea of having his mom to himself. He can't even wrap his mind around a man being romantically interested in Jeanne.

I pull him into my arms and kiss his pouty lips. "That's not going to help," he promptly says.

"Would sucking you off help?"

He groans. "You're not helping."

"I can help later on if you like," I smirk. "Today was a bust, but tonight looks very promising."

Jasper's light up at my suggestion, and he wraps his arms around my waist. "It is looking that way. Let's ditch the party and head back home so you take my mind off of things."

"I'd be happy to take your mind off of things after we're done here and you see that it's okay for your mom to date if she wants."

He drops his head to my shoulder with a groan, making me laugh. "You're not playing fair."

"I'll play fair later." I push my hips into his and he moans.

Jasper jumps away and grabs my hand. "Fine. We'll head back in there, drink some more, talk, laugh, and if Charlie Swan gets handsy with my mom, me and him are gonna have words."

I can't help it. I laugh while Jasper pulls me back toward the restaurant.

He's about to open the door, when we hear his shocked voice behind us, "Jasper, what the hell do you think you're doing, baby?"

I close my eyes for a small second and shake my head because this cannot be happening now. Am I really about to deal with this?

Jasper's grip on me tightens and he shudders in anger before we turn around to come face-to-face with the last person we want to see.

"Demetri," Jasper says crossly. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here because I can't believe you're going to do this," he tells Jasper. "How can you marry him? He means nothing to you!"

"I'm nothing?"

"Oh shut up!" Demetri yells at me.

"Don't you fucking talk to him like that!" Jasper yells back. "That's my fiancé you're talking to! You have no right being here, so I suggest you leave!"

Demetri looks from him to me with a wicked grin. He relaxes his stance and folds his arms across his chest. "Why, Jasper, I never knew you were a gold digging whore too?"

"What?!" Jasper shouts.

"What the fuck did you say to him?!" I sneer, stepping forward, only to have Jasper yank me back.

"Don't let him push you," Jasper warns me.

"Oh come off it! Jasper, baby, I never knew we were in the same boat," Demetri cheers. "I mean when his mother told me about your dad being a con artist, I was fascinated! But I didn't know you learned so much from him."

"Get out of here," I say to him. "You're fucked in the head!"

Demetri scoffs at me, "I'm fucked in the head?" The restaurant door opens and Alice, Bella, Emmett, Rose, and Peter come into view.

Demetri seems pleased with the audience and goes on, "You need to check your own fucking facts before you point fingers at me, Edward Cullen. Your mom told me all about your pathetic ass. I know what you did in high school. She wanted my services so she had to be convincing. The money was great, but I wanted some juice to work with. So I know that you teased Jasper mercilessly back then while you secretly lusted after him so much you had to visit little clubs in Port Angeles to get off. I know that Jasper was fucking your friend behind you, Peter, and you were jealous."

Hearing it coming out of his mouth makes me feel like shit. Jasper is talking to me but I hardly hear a word he says. I'm listening to Demetri as he reels my history off of his tongue. Someone pats my back and I turn around briefly to see Jeanne standing there.

"Don't listen to him," she says. "Don't let him make you feel bad. You're not that boy anymore."

Jeanne is only comforting me, but she gives me an idea.

"Demetri, shut the fuck up and get out of here!" Jasper screams at him.

"Not without you, baby," he says to Jasper. "So drop the act, forget the wedding to that punk and let's go. Esme promised me you'd come crawling back. And I'm going to make good on that promise."

"You're crazy," Jasper tells him.

"I'm not the crazy one," Demetri shouts. "You are! You think that Edward can make you happy?! Happier than I made you? You love me! Not him! Me! You were going to marry me! I was going to give up the game for you or bring you in on it!"

"You fucked me over! Cheated on me! Sucked all the money out of my bank account!" Jasper thundered. "You felt me with next to nothing, and you say that you love me?!"

By now, Jasper has let me go and is edging closer to Demetri.

What is he doing?

Demetri looks my way and smirks evilly. "You see the effect I have on him?" His voice makes Jasper stop and turn me while Demetri proudly continues, "I say one thing, and Jasper gravitates toward me. Can you say that? Can you do that?"

"You better fucking leave right now, you asshole!" Rose shouts. I glance at her and Emmett is holding her back.

"Get out of here now!" Jeanne yells from my other side.

"Oh shut up, you two!" he yells back at them. "Are you two in on it too? And you, big boy..." He addresses Emmett. "You better hold on to that rottweiler, because if she dare touches me..." He laughs maniacally and then turns his sight back on me.

"I want to know something, Edward?"

I don't answer and he goes on, "You think you're as good as me in bed? Which one of us do you think Jasper likes fucking the most? Do you make the sounds he likes to hear?"

"Leave!" Jasper shouts but I know what Demetri wants. And I'm not going to give it to him. I'm not going to turn away from Jasper and hurt him. I'm in this...forever. No one is going to make me doubt what we have on the eve of starting our lives together. He's going to be my husband.

"I don't have to ask if he likes it," I sneer at Demetri and Peter chuckles behind me. "I know he does. Almost as much as I love fucking him. Is that you've got to attack me with? That's your big talk? What my mother told you and the fact Jasper has a good heart? The same heart you broke? Your ass is only here because you want to fuck up his life again. He's the one who walked away. Yeah, you crushed him, but he still walked."

Demetri looks shocked. He's suddenly dumb and I feel victorious. I should be. Nobody wins Edward Cullen. I feel like the bastard I was in high school, but this time, it's for a good reason.

With a cold glare, I stalk over to Demetri. I tower over him and hold his gaze until he blinks and tries to look away. He moves to say something to Jasper but I shut him up. "No, you're talking to me. You're dealing with me now," I say in a cold and deadly tone. "Now, here's what you're going to do, Demetri. If you don't want me to fucking crush you, if you don't want me to destroy your life the way you destroyed Jasper's, you're going to walk away." He moves to talk. "Shut the fuck up and listen! You're going to leave and never contact Jasper again."

"I'm not afraid of you," he says meekly.

"Wow! Where's the brute from a minute ago?" I tease. "Where's the big bad wolf that's here to tell me that Jasper is a slut just so I'd be dumb enough to walk away. Well, here's the thing. I'm not as stupid as you, Demetri. Jasper is mine. He's my life, my lover, my slut, and will remain so until the end of time."

I step away from him and go to Jasper's side, wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him close. I kiss his neck and look back at Demetri's defeated face. "Now, by the time we come back out here, you're going to be gone. Am I understood?"

I don't wait for the asshole to answer me. I turn and pull Jasper with me into Alice's. Our friends and family trail behind us. The restaurant is filled with music and laughter while our guests happily converse with each other. They didn't hear the altercation outside.

Jasper is saddened, but I'm not having it. "Don't do it."

"He thinks that I'm like..."

"You're not!" I say firmly. "You're the man I love. The man I'm going to marry. Fuck Demetri and whoever else who aren't happy for us."

Jasper looks at me, his tears on the brink of falling. "I love you, Edward. I really do. Thank you for defending me."

"I thought I scared you when I talked like that."

"Being that bastard is a part of who you are," he chuckles softly and shakes his head. "In a way, I'm marrying him too, aren't I?"

"So how can you expect him not to defend you?" I ask, pulling him into my arms for a kiss. "You're mine."

"I'm yours," Jasper whispers against my lips.

"I can't wait to be Edward Cullen-Whitlock."

"I can't wait to marry you, baby," Jasper says with a final kiss to my lips which is met with 'awws' and applause while pictures are taken. "I love you, Edward."

"I love you too."

I don't know or care where Demetri went when we stepped outside the restaurant. I don't give a shit about his existence while Jasper is on top of me in the back of the town car with his tongue down my throat and my hands on his tight ass.

"I want you," he whispers against my hungry lips.

"You have me," I tell him but Jasper shakes his head 'no'.

"I want the boy that wanted me then," he pulls back and says. "I want to fuck him."

I chuckle and crash my lips to his. I don't know if it's because of what Demetri said that drug up this feeling and need in Jasper. If so, I have to thank the little bastard because I'm about to make a fantasy I've had since high school come through.


Next: A Trip Back.