JPOV

We find her in a bookstore in town as we were gathering supplies for the bedroom from the store next door. I caught the vanilla and strawberry scent as we were loading up the truck and automatically went to investigate where it was coming from. Long brown hair, with specks of red, and big brown doe eyes is all I see even after Peter walks up next to me. The love radiating off of the both of us is enough evidence that we had been right, I'm not sure how long we stood there for but picking up her shift in posture I am positive she can feel us watching her.

Before I can take a step forward, Peters hand on my arm to stop me. "We still have to finish. Couple more days at most, Jay. We've waited this long, so come on and let's finish so we can bring her home."

He's right and I know it, however I don't want to wait any longer. Bella looks around to check her surroundings, but we are out of her line of sight before she can spot either of us. On the way back out of town to go home Peter watches me carefully. Cocking an eyebrow up at him, I question him myself but don't say anything when he simply shrugs and before we know it, we are home with everything in the middle of the bedroom floor. Working at a human's pace, it takes a good couple of hours until we are finished with putting together the furniture and throwing out all the old crap into the fire pit outside in the backyard before grabbing the new mattress and box spring to bring inside as Peter grabs the bedframe.

I don't think either of us has the patience to go slow any longer so everything else gets assembled in vampire speed before we go out to light the fire. By this time, it is getting dark, most likely about time for Bella to leave the bookstore if she hasn't already. Between Peter and I, I am not sure who is more anxious about the next few days to come. Once the fire dies out, we make our way back inside, laying on the couch together with him between my legs with his back against my chest as we pick a movie on the TV.

"What if she doesn't want this?" Peter voices the question we both have thought a time or two. "What if she doesn't want anything to do with us? With me?"

I send him a calming vibe, wrapping my arms around him and trailing my hand up to turn his head to look at me. "We can't think like that, Pete. It might take some time for her to come around and wrap her head around this, but she will. She's our mate after all. Of course, she will want you. Want me. Us… together."

"You're right," Peter concedes, relaxing back into me as we continue watching the movie.

Before the movie even ends, Peter is straddling my lap, pulling me into a deep kiss that has me groaning and pulling him closer. Fisting his hands up in my hair, I slide my hands up the back of Peters shirt, dragging my nails to the front of his chest, pinching his nipples causing a groan to slip out on his end. His clothes are shredded within seconds as I tear them off his body just as he does the exact same to my own clothing. Peter shimmies down my body, nipping and kissing his way down to the center of myself before teasing me gently smirking at my reactions.

"You're such a tease, Peter," I groan just before I fist my hand in his own hair and shove his mouth down onto my member where he quickly starts working me to the back of his throat moaning himself. "Fuuuck," I hiss out as my eyes roll to the back of my head and my hips on their own accord, buck up to meet Peters mouth.

As one hand plays with the tightening balls, his other comes up my chest, pinching my nipples pushing me over the edge. My load shoots into his mouth quickly and he laps up every last drop before releasing me with a pop, smirking at his job well done. Quickly though, I have him pinned underneath me as I begin my own payback. Nipping his hip bone, I smile as his hips thrust up at the sensation which I push right back down forcing him to stay still. I take my time with him. I let both of our lust float back and forth between the both of us as I grab his cock in my hand, pumping a few times before taking him into my mouth.

I bob my head up and down, swallowing as he reaches my throat, but I keep my pace slow, not allowing him to come over the edge too fast which frustrates him. I smile at his impatience and slowly take a hand and massage his sack with a bit of pressure. Peter's moan lets me know he enjoys my antics and as my fingers get moist from the venom that leaks down, I gently push a finger into his entrance. That is his undoing as his hands shove my head down himself, effectively burring his cock down my throat, spurting, and jerking in my mouth for a minute.

Smirking, I release him with a pop of my own before kissing up his chest until I reach his mouth and thrusting my tongue in groaning at the taste of the both of us mixed together. Peter is the one to reach down under the couch and grab the bottle of lube, squirting some into his hand before reaching down and coating my dick that is already rock solid and more than ready to burry itself deep within my mate. Not giving him time, I thrust inside making the both of us cry out in pleasure.

"Fuck, Jay," Peter moans. "God your cock feels so good inside me," he continues his dirty talk, and my hand reaches between our bodies, grabbing his dick in my hand and start pumping him.

"Cum with me, Peter," I grunt as I feel my end reaching near as his bedroom talk gets hotter in my ear. The pull in the pit of my stomach tells me I don't have long before I am exploding so I push out my lust and love onto him which rewards us both into a release.

As we come down from our high, I slip out of him and collapse onto his chest, panting as we catch our unneeded breath. His fingers trace lazy doodles on my back as we lay there on the couch but before long, I am kissing my way up his chest to his mouth with I plant a kiss and nipping his bottom lip.

"It might be a while until we are together like this again," I tell him softly.

We had come to the agreement of no funny business until Bella is settled in unless we are both out of the house and out of the reach of her human ears. Without knowing how she will take to any of this, we don't want to overwhelm or make her uncomfortable with us.

"She's worth it," is his reply as his mouth covers mine once again before he is pushing me off of him and grabbing my hand leading me into our large shower.

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It's midmorning as we make sure everything is where we want it to be in Bella's bedroom along with ours before we go into town to the grocery store to pick up everything she might want or need while at our house. Once we gather everything we need and then some, we make our way back home before deciding that since we have everything ready, we will go right back into town and go into the bookstore in hopes she will be working today. We both seek out her scent in the area and as luck would have it, Bella seems to be walking inside the store as we are walking up the block. Today however, it doesn't seem like she is going into the store to work as she is dressed in a pair of shorts and tank top with a pair of flip flops on. This could be a good thing for us, and I can tell Peter is in agreeance as we cast a quick glance at one another.

Walking inside the store we see that Bella's talking to a lady in her mid to late sixties just as they are saying their goodbye's. Turning to walk back out of the store, Bella stops short as soon she lays her eyes on me then onto Peter. Things seem to slow down a bit as we all stare; Peter and I at her and her at Peter and I. Emotions flow through Bella all at once but not sticking long enough for me to catch. What I do gather is some deep pain, anger, confusion, and… relief? Tilting my head to the side, I try to figure out why she is feeling all of these things but as we stand there, Bella starts to shift from foot to foot uncomfortably.

Peter is the first to speak, breaking all silence on both of our sides. "You must be Bella," he says with a wide excited smile. "Of course, you already know the Major here. I'm Peter Whitlock."

BPOV

I had thought I escaped all things vampire and werewolf related when I decided to move to this small town in Texas but as I stand in front of Jasper Hale and someone named Peter Whitlock, I am not sure how to feel. The fact that… he left, taking the whole family with him… I am confused. They didn't want me. I was just a distraction for them. What confuses me even more is why I feel any type of connection to the two vampires standing, seemingly excitedly in front of me.

I can't tell if I want to run out of the store and never look back or stay and figure out this small mystery. My mouth does the answering for me as it opens and drawls out a quiet, "Hi."

"Bella," Jasper starts, my eyes shoot quickly over to where he stands beside Peter. There seems to be a lot that he wants to say but all that comes out is, "Are you free?"

I glance back towards Peter and his bright red eyes in question before contemplating my answer. Even though I don't feel as if I am in danger being around Peter, I've been wrong before. "Well, that depends… is Peter going to eat me if I say I am?" I reply with a raised eyebrow.

"I would love nothing more than to have a taste, sugar," Peter says before Jasper has a chance to. "And I mean that more in more ways than one," He finishes with a wink.

"Peter," Jasper growls before smacking him in the head from behind. "You'll have to ignore the nimrod, I do."

Peter grumbles something but I can't hear what he says but Jasper smirks slightly at whatever his comment is. I shrug slightly. "I have nothing to do today."

"Great! Let's get going!" Peter says enthusiastically, his excitement seeming to come back full force.

Jasper holds his hand out for me, and I don't hesitate for some reason in taking it, letting him lead me out into the warm air outside. Peter is nowhere to be seen as we step outside, so I look up towards Jasper in question which he replies with a small smile.

"Have you eaten lunch yet?" He questions as we start walking down the sidewalk.

I shake my head slightly just as we come to a stop in front of a small pizza shop which Jasper motions with a tilt of his head to. Just then Peter comes walking up in front of us and opens up the door motioning us to go inside with a flick of his hand. After ordering a pizza and drinks, we sit in the booth in silence with me picking apart the wrapper of a straw when Jasper starts to talk.

"Bella," He begins, effectively grabbing my attention. "I wanted to apologize for what happened at your birthday party- "

I cut him off immediately, "I was never mad at you, Jasper. It wasn't your fault."

"But I literally- "Jasper begins again but this time gets cut off by Peter with a smack of his hand against his shoulder.

"Listen to Bella, Jasper. She knows what she's talking about. It's everything I've already told you," Peter says.

"You had to deal with everyone's bloodlust," I continue. "With the exception of Carlisle… and you didn't try to come for me until the fucktard threw me into the damn glass. I never blamed you, if anything I blamed the damn pixie for throwing a party, I never asked for nor wanted." I finish with a huff just as I see our- well my pizza making its way over steaming hot.

The waiter sits the pizza down and gives me an odd look that makes me uncomfortable and as he walks away, I hear a low growl coming from Peter. Looking over towards him I raise an eyebrow in question before my hunger takes over and I decide to ignore his growl by placing a slice of pizza onto my plate.

"How long have you been in town, Bella?" Peter asks after a few minutes.

A/N: Aaannnd the first chapter is up! I've been typing up this story for a while now so I've got many chapters ready to go for the most part. I haven't the slightest idea what I actually want to name it. I don't particularly like PB&J so if anyone has any recommendations that would be great!

Let me know what ya'll think!

-bellacullen166