BPOV
Once I'm freshly showered and dressed in a pair of plaid sleep pants and a tank top, I brush out my hair then go downstairs. I can smell food being cooked half-way through the living room and some low music being played from the iPod docking station. Walking into the kitchen I see Jasper stirring what looks like a pot of noodles before turning around and beckons me over. Lifting me up and onto the countertop, he stands between my legs to pull me close and I wrap my arms securely around his torso.
"Feel better," he murmurs from the crook of my neck.
I nod as I lay my head on his shoulder, "Much."
A couple of minutes pass by before I hear the front door open and close quietly making me perk up and in turn makes Jasper laugh softly at me. "He'll be down soon, darlin."
I can feel my face redden a bit but he simply kisses my cheek before turning back around to the stove. Hopping down from the counter I decide to make myself a side salad to hold me over until dinner is done. By the time I am finished with the salad Peter has come down into the kitchen, fresh out the shower and dressed in basketball shorts and a t-shirt. Before I can blink, I am situated on his lap so that I am facing him and I've got my arms locked around his neck tightly. Peter rubs his right hand up and down my back as his left arm holds me securely around the waist to ensure that I don't fall.
"Come on, sugar, there's no need to cry anymore," Peter says softly, taking his hand to wipe away the salty tears.
I hadn't even noticed that I had started crying, hell I don't even know why I am crying at this point anymore. I mumble an apology, but Peter simply chuckles at me a bit. "I wouldn't take you any other way," he states.
"I told you so," Jasper pipes up with slight humor in his voice.
"Oh, don't tell me…" Peter begins before quieting down and seeming to have a silent conversation with Jasper.
A couple of minutes pass before Peter shifts slightly to try to get me to lean back up but I refuse. Chuckling, Peter hugs me closer to him and rocks me slightly back and forth. I don't hear Jasper working in the kitchen anymore so I assume he left the two of us to be alone.
"Bella?" Peter says to get my attention so I sigh softly and finally pull away to look at him. "Did you really think that we would leave you?"
"Well, I wouldn't blame you guys if you did..." I reply looking down.
"Would you leave us if the positions were reversed?" He questions as he tilts my head back up by placing his forefinger under my chin.
"No!" I say a little louder than I meant as I shake my head frowning.
"So how could you think that either of us would ever consider leaving you, sugar? I'm sure Jasper told you that wherever you go, we will follow," Peter says. "There's no way in hell you'd ever be able to get rid of either of us that easily. Now maybe if you started to grow tentacles and called yourself a sea witch then that might be a different story," he jokes.
I laugh a bit rolling my eyes. "You watched The Little Mermaid one too many times, Peter."
"It's not my fault Ursula has one of the best villain songs," Peter defends himself laughing. I roll my eyes and shake my head at him in amusement as Peter sobers up a bit and kisses my nose. "We aren't going anywhere anytime soon, sugar," he whispers, leaning his forehead against my own.
Closing my eyes, I nod slightly. "Me neither," I reply softly.
"Good, because I definitely plan on starting to kiss you anytime I want," Peter says, his voice slightly thick just before his lips cover my own.
I gasp a bit in surprise but quickly recover to work with Peters lips, lips that are the same but quite different from Jaspers. While both of their lips are cold and hard, Jaspers lips are gentle and soft and Peters is demanding yet soft. Both take my breath away and leave me wanting more. Peter brings me even closer against his chest, hands pressing me so that I am one with him. A few minutes pass before I have to pull away for air where I am met with a lazy smile.
Pet smirks, "Better?"
I try to wiggle off of his lap to stand but he lets out a small growl, pulling me tighter to him. Pausing a moment, I look at his eyes and take notice at how dark they've become within only minutes which is weird because he has just hunted.
I frown a bit. "I thought you hunted," I state quietly.
He clears his throat, something I know vampires don't have to do but is merely a human trait, "I did hunt, sugar. Why don't we go join Jasper in the living room?" Peters hold finally loosens and I am able to get off his lap.
I shake my head but take his offered hand and allow him to guide me into the living room where Jasper has set up a board game to play. Jasper looks up and smiles at the two of us before beckoning us over towards the table to sit around. I take the middle, sitting crisscross and as Peter sits to my right, Jasper presses his lips against mine before sitting down on my left side.
I feel my face heat up at being kissed in front of Peter blatantly watching the two of us. "So what game is it tonight?" I question to get the attention off of myself.
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By the time that we are through with the fifth round of scrabble, I am stretching my arms above my head and yawning. Peter chuckles and begins to pack up the game as Jasper helps me stand up on my now stiff legs, keeping a hold on to my arms so I don't fall.
"Let's get you to bed," Jasper says, picking me up bridal style before taking Peter's hand in his own. Covering up with the comforter, the three of us get comfortable in bed. "Did you have a good day, Bella?" Jasper says softly as he twirls a strand of hair.
"It was a lot of fun," I say with a yawn right afterwards, "maybe Peter can come with us next time," I continue as my eyes slide closed.
JPOV
"Where did you two go?" Peter asks softly as Bella drifts off into a deep sleep. "She seemed so relaxed when I came home this evening."
"There's a small waterfall that I came across while hunting, I took her there and we swam," I tell him. "You should have seen her face," I smile, "she laughed, and smiled, and was carefree for the first time in ages."
Peter smiles and seems to be in deep thought for a few before asking, "How well do you think she'd like riding?"
"I think anything outside of the box would be good for her honestly. It seems to allow her to breathe so to speak. Like a breath of fresh air and with everything that has gone on in such a short amount of time, I think she deserves that," I reply with a soft kiss to Bella's forehead.
"She deserves the world," Peter says softly, "still don't know what we did to deserve her though. But thank whatever God there is that we do."
I hum in agreement and suddenly feel a longing to be with my mates. Peter shoots his eyes towards me and growls lowly. "Major, you're projecting."
I reign it in before I can affect Bella as she shifts in her sleep mumbling.
"You still smell like dirty pond water," Peter tells me, taunting me.
I bite. "How do you suggest we fix that, Captain?"
Peter, being the most cocky son of a bitch replies, "It's easier to show you than it is to tell you. Come with me?" he smirks.
"Don't mind if I do."
Tucking Bella into bed, we make sure she doesn't wake before we hurry into the bathroom where we attack one another. Between everything that's gone on with the mutt and Bella and trying to take care of her, neither of us have thought about such things. Tearing off clothes, teeth clashing, water running, and then finally we groan stilling for a moment. The moment passes quickly before we are both trying our damn hardest to be as quiet as possible. Keeping a tight hold onto my projecting, focusing it into Peter and myself, we come to an end, panting roughly.
"Fuck, it's been too long, Jay," Peter pants, pulling me into a kiss and I back us into the spray of what little hot water we have left.
"Way too long," I agree, lifting Peter up and wrapping his legs around my waist before sliding home with a groan on both our ends.
Before long, we get out of the shower and dry the other off before dressing and cleaning up. Quietly opening up the door back to the bedroom, I see the sun is beginning to rise which shocks me. It hadn't even seemed like we spent most of the night, Peter simply shrugs and climbs into the bed next to Bella. Slipping in on the other side, we lay there patiently for her to wake up which surprisingly doesn't happen until about nine in the morning. As Bella's heart rate accelerates, her eyes pop open before she lets out a small groan. Chuckling, Peter leans over and kisses her cheek before getting off the bed to get her cup of coffee ready. Moving her hair to the side, I lean down and kiss her forehead gently.
"How'd you sleep, darlin?" I ask.
"Good. I think I only woke up once," Bella mumbles as she tries to cover her head with a pillow.
"Oh?" I say, trying to keep my voice level as her emotions don't seem to give anything away as they normally would have. Possibly she didn't wake up from Peter and me.
"Rise and shine sleeping beauty," Peter says loudly coming up the stairs and upon entering back into the room I see he has made her a cup of coffee and a bagel with cream cheese.
Bella groans softly before sitting up and dragging the blanket around her shoulders as she smells her coffee wafting its way over towards her. Peter carefully hands her the mug of coffee, placing a quick kiss on her lips before handing Bella the bagel. A blush spreads across Bella's face and fades away by the time she gets done taking a bite and a drink.
"Thank you," Bella says before looking between the two of us and eats in silence.
"What's the looks for, sugar?" Peter inquires and I shoot him a look.
"Nothing," she replies. "Jasper just looked like a deer caught in a set of headlights," sip.
"I told you to stop picking your nose Jay," Peter jokes lightly.
"Why'd you wake up, darlin?" I decide to ask to see Peter's reaction which is to also pause.
Bella notices his reaction, similar to mine and she raises her eyebrow as she takes another sip of her coffee. "Had to use the bathroom."
"Oh," Peter begins. "Well, we were watching a movie - "
"In the bathroom?" Bella interrupts, amusement coating her emotions.
"Uh…" Peter looks at me for help in digging a bigger hole in which I shake my head and cover up a laugh with a cough.
"It doesn't seem like a logical place to watch a movie, especially since there is a TV in the living room," Bella continues.
"Well, you see – "
"You just keep digging yourself into a bigger hole you were never in to begin with, Peter," Bella finally says with a laugh.
I can't hold in my laughter any longer as Peter stalls in his stories and just looks at the two of us like a fish out of water. "But I – "
"How did you hide your emotions from me by the way?" I interject.
A/N: And so it begins…