SM owns it all … I just like to play with her toys!
Balti K, you are the Bomb… (You know you can't say that word on a plane right?) Just love that movie… Anyway Jasper's on his way over with a copy of 'Meet the Focker's' for ya two to watch… Gay Focker is my Favorite Character by the way… LMAO! Hugs~Izzy
The last time … We ended with …
Bella's eyes widen and I said, "Welcome to Boutique Island and your honeymoon, Mrs. Whitlock," I kissed her before disengaging from her warm body…
Chapter 44
The Honeymooners…
(BPOV)
I was awakened by the sounds of Jasper's cell phone going off, and I could feel the sun scorching the sensitive skin of my lower back. We'd been here on Boutique Island for more than a week now. Come to find out Jasper owned a home here that even the Cullens knew about. He'd named it. I guess growing up on a small ranch where people always seemed to name their homes, it was to be expected. 'Blue Horizons' was a beautiful two level home.
The outside of the house was white stucco and the roof was titles, not the regular shingles that I was used to seeing. It was a very nice three bedroom, three and a half bath home. The kitchen was to die for, and the floors were a dark wood that shown like glass. The color pallet was soft pastel colors that seemed to make the tropical feel of the home even more inviting. There was a small dining room to the right of the kitchen, and that was where I'd been eating many of my meals over the last week or so.
"Carlisle? Is everything alight?" my new husband asked. We'd called the family to let them know that we'd made here safely, but asked not be called unless it was a dire emergency. It was after all our honeymoon. It's not like we could get this time back, even if we wanted to.
I was only half listening to Jasper's side of the conversation. If there was trouble, I'm sure that I'd know about it before too much longer. 'Don't go chasing trouble, it'll always find you,' I think to myself. Here lately, that idiom held so much truth that I was surprised that it wasn't perpetually tattooed on my skin.
"I see, was anyone hurt?" he asked. Now, I was all ears wanting to know what in the hell was going on back in the real world.
Jasper and I had been so lost in each other since our arrival that World War III could have broken out and neither one of us would have known about it. Maybe, we ought to turn the TV on today, and watch a little bit of the news.
"She's well, sleeping a lot, eating a lot, but she's good," Jasper must have been answering Carlisle's questions, because he turned his head in my direction, and the lust that flowed between us was deep enough for me to drown in.
"Well, I am glad to hear that everything worked out well. I still can't believe that they didn't try something at the wedding. I guess it's our good fortune they were not thinking clearly at the time."
Who didn't try something at our wedding? God, could you imagine that fuckery would have happened? It's bad enough that Jasper and I couldn't have a real wedding shower, but at least our wedding day had been perfect. I needed to thank God for small favors.
I was so lost in thought, I never took notice when Jasper shut his phone, and sat quietly next to me. His hands were gently moving the hair out from around my face, as I watched the fear on his face turn into joy as I said a distracted 'Good morning,' to him.
"Good mornin' to you too, Mrs. Whitlock." He still hadn't stopped petting me like I was his favorite dog, but I couldn't help but lean into his touch.
After a couple of hours of sex on the bed and in the shower, I finally remembered about the damn phone call. We were out on the beach that was to the side of house, and surrounded by high cliffs. This was Jasper's own personal getaway and he'd chosen this location for the house, because it hid his sparkly ass from passersby. We had to walk down a steep winding path to get down to the beach, and with me not seeing my feet anymore it was more of a challenge than I'd first thought it would be.
"Who was that on the phone earlier?" I questioned, as Jasper spread our blanket out onto the sand near the ocean.
"That was Carlisle, he … ummm," he was hesitant to tell me about something, and I could tell from his emotions that he was trying to hide something from me.
"What?"
"Alrighty, don't freak out on me, I was trying to keep this from you…" he was shaking his head back and forth and I could tell that this was something that he really, really didn't want to talk about. "They found them, Bella."
Found them? What the hell is talking about? From his emotions and actions, he was as nervous as a whore in church. Nope, scratch that. He was bouncing and twitching like a whore with an STD, sitting in the front pew at church, on Easter Sunday. Whatever is going on back home can't be good, if he is acting like this right now.
Jasper must have been inside of my head as I was thinking about the way he was acting, because in between giggles, true life, no joke, giggles, he answered my unspoken question.
"Those bastards that were stalking us, that's who!"
"The ones that that Demetri guy was chasing a few months back?"
"The same ones, Darlin'. They were a couple of old vampires that Aro and Caius took the throne from back in the day." He was still chuckling and shaking his head at my defunct thoughts as he explained how Vladimir and Stephan were the kings of old. How over thirty-five hundred years ago, before Marcus or Carlisle were even born as humans, their brothers stole the vampire rule from these two men who had sat so still for so long that they almost turned into stone. Literally!
"They also had several younger vampires with them when they were finally caught just outside of Seattle. Oh, and umm … a couple of elves with the last name of Quinn, too."
Now that caught my attention. "I thought that we killed all of the elfin Quinns back in September?"
"I guess, we missed a few, Sugar, but don't worry, they're no more now!"
I could hear his thoughts about how the Cullens' vampires and Aaron's elves had stayed in Seattle a few days after the wedding, and culled all of our enemies out at once. I could also tell that he'd wanted to be a part of that fight, but was once again busy with me.
I didn't like fighting and was more than happy to let the others take care of the shit that needed to be done without us. Well, not to mention that I'd bet dimes to dollars that no one would have let pregnant little old me anywhere near that fight anyway. Keeping my shield up around Jasper would have been more than enough battle for me at this point.
Sure, the baby's gifts were getting stronger and stronger, but sometimes I just felt too weak to get up off of the bed these days.
"That could have somethin' to do with your husband keeping ya up all night, Darlin'," Jasper drawled as he laid his head down on the blanket next to me.
I couldn't help, but roll on my side and just rest my now overfilled head on his chest. My hand was resting in the middle of his chest right were his heart would be. I never missed that the heart didn't beat, or that the bone and skin covered it were hard as stone, just like the rest of Jasper. It was who he is, and I loved him even more now than I did the day I married him.
I sent up a silent prayer that it would always be like this. Peaceful, content, and loving. I knew rationally that with the baby coming so soon, we'd both have our hands and minds filled with things that need to be done, but I hoped that we'd always find a little bit of time each day to devote to each other. Let's face it, if it wasn't for him and me, this baby wouldn't even be in the mix right now.
"You know, that was something that Daddy always told us boys when I was growin' up," he said out of nowhere. I turned my head to look him in the eyes, asking silently what he meant. "He always told us that he'd loved our momma before we were even born, so we'd better treat her right," he stopped talking and laughed slightly. "He'd always wink at her as he said it, so we knew that he was just tryin' to make some brownie points with her, but it's a line I'm sure I'll be usin' with our own lil man soon enough."
I felt Jasper kiss the top of my head, and I loved hearing about the things that he could remember about growing up in his human life. The things that I'd known about him from the beginnings of his vampire life were enough to make the human memories that much more special to me. As I am sure that they are for him too.
I was remembering some of the best parts so far of our honeymoon, and loving every detail of our one on one time together. The day that a boat had pulled up to the dock over on the other side of the beach was one of the best days so far for me.
*Flashback*
Three days into our Honeymoon…
"Garrett?"
"Bella! Well, lookie at you girlie! Is that a beach ball in your belly or did you over eat at breakfast?" he asked, lifting on perfect eyebrow in my direction.
I couldn't help myself. I think that I've been spending too much time with Char. I gave him a one finger wave as I turned my back to him. Jasper had been coming to the dock carrying an overnight bag over his shoulder and a basket full of goodies for me it looked like. He was laughing at Garret and I as he set the stuff down at my feet.
After greeting Garrett and storing our gear on the boat, he helped me get on board by carrying me over the bow. Garrett quickly got the motor going and we were soon leaving our island paradise and going out onto the open water.
"Jasper, would you like to man the wheel?"
"Hell yeah!"
After Jasper how to handle the boat Garrett started showing me around the boat that was cutting swiftly through the blue-green waters that surrounded the island. Boutique Island was unlike any place that I'd ever been before and I loved the new experience that I was getting with my mate. He knew what I'd love no matter what the situation might be.
"This is the main cabin. There is a small bathroom with a shower located just to the side over here," Garrett showed me. "And this is the kitchen," he said proudly.
"When did you buy this boat, Garrett?" I questioned. I'd really started to get know this man when we were stuck in Texas together. He'd been turned during the Revolutionary War and he, Jasper, and Peter had all been buddies for almost a hundred years now. He was a solitary person, and enjoyed his peace and quiet though he also seemed to love his share of trouble also.
"I didn't buy this thing! Are you crazy? What would a vampire want a boat for? Hell, we sparkle in the sun, and here we are, out in the open sea, risking life and limb just to go swimming out of the eyes of you pesky humans," he proclaimed.
"You stole this boat?" I asked putting my hands on my hips, and giving him the evil eye. "Do I need to remind you that I'm a cop's daughter, mister?" I questioned, poking my finger at his frame. His ego was big enough to take up all of the air on the lower deck of the boat and he knew enough to majorly piss off a pregnant women, but I guess that he'd just forgotten about that for a minute.
"NO! I didn't steal this boat! Your husband bought it!"
"What?" I screamed, rushing past him and up to the main floor of the boat. Finding my target I made a bee line straight for my smug looking mate.
"You bought a boat?"
"Yeah, I thought that you and I might like to take it out sometime. So, I bought it," he said, smiling at the look on my face.
"Jasper, when did you buy this boat?"
"I bought it off of Craigslist a few weeks ago! Damn good price, too!"
"You bought a boat? Sight unseen? Are you crazy? What if there was a hole in the side or something?" who the hell buys a boat sight unseen, and then takes his pregnant wife and friend out on it without so much of an afterthought?
Garrett walked over to Jasper and quickly took over the wheel as Jasper led me to the front of the boat. There were seats with cushions surround the front, and a space where I guess a table could be set up if you wanted to eat dinner outside.
"Bella, I had Garrett look it over when he picked it up. He's been sailing here ever since we left Texas a couple of weeks ago. If it was going to sink, it would have done it way before now," he cooed, trying to smooth my ruffled feather back into place.
"We are going to head north for a lil while, and when we get close enough to Puerto Rico, Garrett there…" Jasper stopped and pointed at our friend then continued. "Is going to catch a flight back to the States, and we are going to use this boat as our lil getaway. Trust me, I knew what I was doin'. I know that you still aren't used to it yet, Sug, but we got more money than either one of us knows what to do with. This is just a lil something to fill a couple of honeymoon days."
About an hour later Garrett was docking our boat to a buoy a couple hundred feet off of San Juan. There was small dinghy boat roped off on it, and I knew that was how he was getting to the main island. I felt bad that I'd made an ass out of myself in front of him, but he knew how to press my buttons. He's learnt that well from Peter, but at least he had some survival instincts and knew not to push me too far.
"Thanks, ol' man, for getting this to us," Jasper said as he shook Garrett's hand as he was making his way to the side of our boat.
"Umm … sorry, if I offended you, I wasn't expecting you to tell me we now own a boat!" I said, darting a cross look over at my mate. Jasper slid one of his hands to the small of my back, and I knew that this was something that we'd be talking about later, but not right now.
"Don't worry yourself over it, Sweetthin'! I get that reaction from lots of women!" he said, leering at me. Yep, this guy was just like Peter. God help me, I'm surrounded by know-it-all assholes!
"Well, see ya when we get back! If we ever go back," Jasper joked, as Garrett waved to us from his little dinghy as he rode off towards Puerto Rico.
That day we swam and swam. The water was so clear that you could all the way to bottom even when the ocean floor was thirty feet down.
Jasper showed off for me. He'd decided that jumping of off the back of boat wasn't good enough so he was jumping off of the front of the boat was well. We'd been out there for a couple of hours when I saw my first real dolphin, and instantly fell in love with it. Why couldn't we stay just like this for the rest of our lives?
**End of Flashback**
"Bella? Come on, Sug, are you alright?" Jasper questioned. Worry was written all over his face and emotions when I'd not responded to him right away.
"Sorry, sweetie, I was just thinking about the day we swam out there somewhere," I said, gazing out over the water that was rushing in out of the beach where we were laying.
"Now, that was a great day! Wanna do it again?"
"Sure, but let's do it tomorrow. I'm too comfy right here where I'm at," I all but purred as he ran his hand up and down my back. Thinking back on it, that was a great day, with an even better night as far as I'm concerned.
I lay on my husband's chest watching the rainbows that his skin threw as we enjoyed both the sand, sun, and company.
"Wool socks, indeed!" I growled out after a few minutes of quiet time. With Jasper's hearing of course he'd heard every breath, let alone the few words that I spoke. His chest was slightly moving with his laughter at his little inside joke on our wedding day.
"You'd have loved it, and you know it!"
I knew that I was looking at him like he had four eyes, and most of them were covered in coke bottle glasses when he thought he was being funny. Lord knows that his sense of humor and mine were on the same wavelength most of time, but worrying a pregnant bride about snow and ice (and someone as vertically challenged as me) should be a crime.
"I don't remember vowing to love your sense of humor when I married your ass," I teased.
"Yeah, ya did! It was in the fine print, didn't you read the contract before you signed it?"
"I signed no such thing! Though, maybe I ought to have had you sign a pre-nuptial!" I teased back.
"You know you married me for my money, and that I married you for your body. So we'll just consider each null and void!" he stated, lifting his eyebrow at me in question.
"Too late now!" I laughed as he started tickling me for all that he was worth.
Quickly his touches turned from playful to more serious. We couldn't keep our hands off of each other for more than a few hours since the wedding. It was like that little sheet of paper made the other even friskier! Not that I'm complaining, Hell No! I'm enjoying it!
Jasper's hands quickly relieved me of my bathing top, and made even quicker work of my bottoms. He'd become so much more affectionate with me in the last few months. The baby bump seemed to spotlight something within that made his touching me more reverent almost.
His swim shorts were gone in a flash, and I knew that he'd taken them off at vampire speed. The sight of him naked and the sun dancing off of his body was almost enough to drive me over the edge. Almost.
After preparing me quickly to take him, he entered me slowly. We both moaned at the feeling. Jasper filling me so completely and my warmth around him were just too much for each of us. Jasper was taking his time, and driving me wild with want. He knew what he was doing to me, I could both see it written on his face and hear it in his messed up head.
He loved knowing what he could do to both my mind and body. He loved knowing that he had such power over me, and I knew that I too held a sort of power over him as well. We'd both learnt what the other wanted and needed when we made love, and it was so much more than I ever thought that sex could be.
It was a soul-to-soul connection with the other becoming the only important thing in the world as far as we were concerned. In the beginning I was so worried that the Resolute connection would overpower either him or me, but it just enhanced everything about the other. I loved that he and I were so connected, and I was hoping that our son would also be included within our connection.
"I love you," fell off of my husband's lips as we made love together in the sand.
Instead of answering him with words, I pushed everything that I was feeling for him into our connection, and prayed that it would show him just how much he means to me. Our relationship is the most important thing in my life. I was worried that soon the baby might overshadow it, but that was something that Jasper and I would have to work really hard on. I wanted him and I to be the center of our relationship, not the baby. As he'd said earlier, if it weren't for our relationship there wouldn't even be a baby in the first place.
I forgot what I was thinking about as Jasper's lips captured mine once again. Our hands were roaming each other's bodies like there was no tomorrow, and we lost our selves in the feelings that were rolling between us and through our Resolute. I loved that I knew what he was thinking and the same could be said for him. There was no need for words that could never begin to say how we truly felt at this moment.
One final thrust and I was lost to world. I never felt it as Jasper bit down on my breast, and was slowly licking away the last drop of my blood.
Did you finish? I asked, confused. I'd never not known if my mate had finished, but I was too lost in my own little world at the time to hear anything or feel anything.
Do you really think that I'd have stopped if I hadn't? He countered chuckling to himself.
A few hours later I found myself eating a huge dinner that Jasper had prepared. My Marva was ice cold, and I knew that he'd done that just for me. I could drink it either warm or cold, but sometimes I liked ice in the glass to make it even colder.
"How are you feelin'?"
"I'm good. I don't know if I'll ever get the sand out of the places where it should NOT be, but I'm good. Why?"
"Oh, Carlisle called again, and wanted to know how you were doing," he said absent mindedly.
"Shouldn't he be worrying about the creeps that they found, instead of me right now?"
"Carlisle and Esme aren't with the others right now," he said kind of sheepishly.
"Then where the hell are they?" I asked finishing up the last of my shrimp and steak dinner.
"They flew down to Miami right after we left for our honeymoon. So the others, including Peter and Char, took care of the shit back in Washington. Your old man did a bang up job from what I can understand."
My dad, and what?
"Why in the world are they in Miami?"
"Carlisle wanted to be close to us if something were to happen with the baby. I knew that this would upset you, but it was a precaution that I just couldn't pass up."
My anger was growing with each word that he'd spoken. It was the intelligent thing to do, yes. But they could and should have told me about this, damn it!
"I am not a child! Why do guys keep doing things like this when you know if you'd have talked to me first there wouldn't have been a fight? Ohh, but listen here, buddy! There is going to be a fight now!" I yelled. I was stomping my left foot like a three year old, but I didn't care. Then it hit me. Sure, I hated being treated like a three year old but maybe I ought to stop acting like one. OSM!
"Fine, Fine! But you guys need to tell me things like this beforehand please," I begged, letting the fight go. This was my honeymoon, and I didn't need to spend it fighting with my new husband. I needed to grow the fuck up and go on about my life.
Jasper smiled at me and I knew that he was pleased that I wasn't going to be throwing shit at him at this point, but pushing me further right now was not in his best interests.
"Bella, let's go outside by the pool and sit and watch as the humans celebrate," Jasper suggested. He was feeling quite smug that I'd let him off so easily, but he was also relieved that I agreed with their decision, even if it was behind my back.
I'd forgotten that today was New Years Eve. "It's been a week already?" I questioned as Jasper sat down on a chaise. He'd spread his legs to make room for me to sit in between them.
"Yep! I can't believe that you've been mine for a week already, but you know that we've got many more New Years Eves to spend together," he smiled into my hair, as he talked.
Suddenly all around us there were fireworks going off, and people yelling their wishes to each other.
"Happy New Year's, wife," Jasper said, kissing the side of my neck.
"Happy New Year's to you too, husband," I said as I turned and kissed him properly on his lips. This was the first of many New Years Eves for us to be together, and I couldn't think of any better way to celebrate with the love of my life…
A/N: Well, Peeps tell me what you think, please… THaTH is almost over and it's making it harder to write…
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