Jasper

It wasn't really another reason to see Bella again. I told her what I had to say, why I came, and cuddled her cat. What more could she want? But, she seemed to call to me and she was fucking with werewolves. Edward was right about one thing, she was a fucking danger magnet.

As soon as I got out of that house, I started running towards the La Push area. When I got there, a giant werewolf by the color of black was lazing around on her back. I wrinkled my nose in disgust and sighed, I needed to talk to Jacob. She jumped up at my noise and snarled. I resisted the urge to crouch down and attack her, she was my natural enemy, but I didn't have time for her.

"I need to speak to Jacob." I told her quietly. She paused, but a soft growl continued to rumble in her chest. She kept her eye on me then let out a calling howl. A young, tall tan man made his way over. I could feel his fury and suspiciousness. He called the black wolf off and crossed his arms, "Jacob."

"Leech. You better have a reason for being this close to the treaty line. I could kill you." He more or less snarled.

Great welcome skills, "You could, but how would that make Bella feel?"

His face scrunched up, his teeth baring, "You mean nothing to Bella. You people left her!"

"True, but it wasn't my decision." I replied easily.

"You attacked her!" He shouted.

"Yeah, maybe she shouldn't run with vampires. But, you know, to each their own." I shrugged casually. He glowered at me.

"Your kind is fucked up."

"I don't need to be told." It was quiet for awhile, his emotions moving from mirth, cockiness, fear, anger, and then a swirl of them.

"How long are you going to be here?" He asked dryly. I shrugged lightly, thinking this over.

"I don't know. Bella hasn't said that she wants me to stay or registered that she even likes my company. Maybe in a week. But, I just wanted to tell you." He stared at me awhile longer and I backed away before taking off.

Fuckin' wolves.

…

After staying around Port Angeles for a bit, I headed back towards Forks. I scaled her tree in the back as Charlie's snore killed my eardrums. I hopped into her room and made myself comfortable on her bed. Her quilts were warm and held her appetizing scent.

I could detect her downstairs, cuddling with Lucy. What a slut. She turned off whatever she was watching on T.V. and headed upstairs. She opened her door then paused when she saw me, drawing out a long sigh. She was in a white camisole and colorful pajama pants. She placed her cat in its bed and turned back to me.

"What're you doing here?" She hissed.

I smiled at her. I was in an okay mood, "What a terrible host you are."

"Oh, sorry. Can I get you A negative or my neck?" She asked sweetly, a sarcastic smile on her full lips. I grinned, sitting up. I liked when she played along.

"Your neck is fine." I replied easily.

"Well, we're fresh out of that. But you can eat my cat. I heard their scrumptious." She wrinkled her cute nose, that same smile on her face.

Speaking of the cat, she bounced onto the bed, rubbing along my skin with a strong purr. I picked her up and she scratched at my skin, "This cat is weird."

Bella suddenly snatched her away, frowning at me, "Don't talk about my cat. She's my baby."

"Says the girl who tried to offer her as a snack." I teased. Her face blushed its trademark pink. I held my breath. She noticed.

"If this is too much for you, Jasper…" She trailed off, uncertainty coloring her small voice. I waved a hand at her.

No need human, "I'm fine. You don't need to worry, Bella."

There was a moment of silence. This time it wasn't awkward or upset, "What did you do all day?"

It felt like she was trying to create conversation with me. Like she had to. Like she was making herself do it. If this was pity, then I certainly didn't need it. If it was friendliness, why? She didn't say she liked me or establish that she even categorized me as an acquaintance.

I decided to answer her anyway, "I went to Port Angeles." She stared at me, checking my face for any lies.

I hid them well, "Is that all?"

I looked down at my converses, "Mmhmm." I hummed dryly.

"Ooh, you little liar." She commented, narrowing her eyes at me.

I laughed. For the first time in a year, I laughed. And it was real. It made my sides and throat hurt, but it felt good to do it. Bella giggled with me as the cat looked at us curiously. Finally, Bella seemed to get some control over herself and slapped a hand over my mouth. My eyes immediately went to her blushing face and I licked a cool line up her fingers.

"Ew!" She squealed, dropping her cat and removing her hand from my face. Charlie's snore sputtered then started up again. Bella slapped me on the chest, "God, you're a jerk."

"I think I know that." I retorted. She rolled her brown eyes as she brushed back her hair.

"So…," She played with the fabric of her shirt, looking down, "Where did you go?"

I smirked, reaching out slowly to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. Her eyes flashed up to mine and held. I didn't know why I did that, but I was quick to move my hand and dart my eyes away, "To La Push."

Her heart sputtered, "Why?"

"To talk to Jacob." Her heart went into overdrive.

"WHY?" She hissed.

I shrugged casually, "I wanted to tell him personally that I was here and I meant no harm. He was a little forceful, but he settled down quickly. He seems alright." I allowed.

She was quiet for awhile. I could feel her eyeing me with those expressive orbs before letting the subject drop.

"I should be going to sleep," She sighed, looking around. Lucy jumped off the bed and hopped onto the computer to get to her bed, "Are you going to stay?" I looked at the clock. I could stay until she went to sleep. It was only one. I nodded at her and she smiled, a soft, gentle one that I was glad to see on her face. She shimmied under the covers and stared at me for awhile, "I wonder why you can't sleep."

"I've always wondered too. You should be lucky." I was tired of talking to her so I sent a wave of lethargy and she fell asleep quickly.

…

I left around five when I heard Charlie move around. I went to the old Cullen house and unpacked my things. I bathed, putting on different clothes. After an hour, I decided to surprise both of them and knock on the Swan's front door. Charlie answered freshly showered, shaved, but quite hungry. His eyes nearly bugged out of his head when he saw me and a smirk cascaded over my lips.

"Hello, Chief Swan. I'm Jasper Hale." I greeted politely, sticking out my hand. He took it cautiously.

"Yeah, you're the," He cleared his throat awkwardly, "um, Cullen boy."

"Yes, I just got back. I was wondering if Bella was home…?" I raised a brow. He nodded and gestured for me to come in. Bella was upstairs still, snoring lightly. It was 7:00 am and I would love to see her expression when she saw I spoke with her father.

"Bella!" He called loudly as I settled on the couch, stretching out like I owned the place. Charlie took the recliner and joined me with a nervous smile, "So, how has the family been, Jasper?"

"Well, it's been pretty hectic, but everyone where's they're supposed to be." I replied shortly. He didn't need to know all that information.

Bella grumpily muttered to herself as she made her way downstairs, stumbling clumsily, but caught herself before she could fall on her cat, "Yes, Dad…" She trailed off, her eyes bugging out of her head when she saw me sitting comfortably on the couch, "What the hell?" She cried stridently.

"Bella, it seems Jasper came to visit you. You guys might want some time to catch up so I'm gonna head out. I'll see you later, Jasper." He smiled courteously at me then headed out the door.

Bella gave him a sweet smile before he left and shot me a glare as his cruiser pulled out of the driveway. She dashed over to me, "Why the hell are you talking to my dad?"

"I asked him can I have your hand in marriage and he seemed fine with it. But, you can call Renée." I shot her a smirk and she rolled her eyes. I stood up in a fluid motion so our chests were nearly grazing. She was pretty short, standing under my chin, but not as tiny as Alice.

She gasped at our proximity and I brushed a hand through her lengthy hair. It was messy, falling into her eyes. I didn't hold my breath as I brushed a long strand behind her ear, enjoying her pink blush and the fire down my throat. I closed my eyes in contentment and leaned down to press my nose into her hair. She smelled great, another thing Edward wasn't wrong on. I wrapped an arm cautiously around her slim waist and she melted into my chest. If I was going to be here awhile then I needed to get used to her scent.

I fell back on the couch, her being still in my arms. She started to pull away, but I grabbed her thighs to put them on either side of me, enjoying her warmth, her gasp, and the way she straddled me.

"Jasper…" She started to protest.

"You're fine." I wiggled my eyebrows playfully, "I like this position. Actually, I like a lot of positions."

She blushed again and her warm breath cascaded over my face, sweet and minty, "You're a perve."

I shrugged, tightening my arms around her waist as I tried to swallow to help the dryness in my throat, "Maybe I am."

"At least you admit it." She ran her tiny hands through my hair, ruffling it. I had never realized this, but I ached for companionship. I ached for someone's touch and Bella's was amazing, "Do you still want to kill me?"

"Very much so."

She snickered and her breasts bounced slightly. I wanted to ask her to laugh again, "I like your honesty. I knew Edward wanted to drink my blood, but he never said anything on it."

"You can't trust vampires…trust me." I said softly. She rolled her eyes and started to move away, but I grabbed her hips tightly, "Don't move. I like you here."

"I repeat: Perve!" I chuckled at her, moving my hands up her back and to her hair. It was naturally wavy and soft. It wasn't Alice's, which was always perfect and short, "I'm hungry."

I flashed her white, sharp teeth, grinning, "So am I."

She huffed and rolled her eyes again, moving off of me. I allowed her to, even though it bothered me. She went to the kitchen, and I couldn't help but admit I watched her ass switch. I was attracted to Bella, I had to allow that. She was hot and I was a guy. What more is there to be said?

"I could make tea…" She sighed to herself, opening a wooden cabinet.

"What do you have?"

She took a deep breath, "We have blueberry, raspberry, ginseng, sleepy time, green tea, green tea with lemon, green tea with lemon and honey, liver disaster, ginger with honey, ginger without honey, vanilla almond, white truffle, blueberry chamomile, vanilla walnut, constant comment and...Earl grey." She turned to me with a raised brow.

I was quiet for a minute, "Did you make some of those up?" She scoffed and grabbed a box and heated up some water to make it.

When she was done, she walked back over to me with the sweet smelling liquid and sat down next to me, "So, how long are you staying?"

I shrugged, "How long do you want me to stay?" She stared at me then flickered her eyes up to mine.

"Ask yourself that question." She repeated my words from a few days ago.

I smiled and watched her drink her tea, and for the first time in a year, I was a little happy.