First and foremost this is the original story before I started to rewrite it... and got stuck in the writing of the rewrite. If you are following the rewrite you will notice quite glaring differences between this and the one you have already started following. I do not intend on giving up with the rewritten version, however, I think you guys waiting for me to get over my blank slate of a muse isn't going to happen any time soon. So I am re-posting the original. This was my first completed story and it is very different from how my last stories flow.
Secondly, this is not beta'ed. NOT AT ALL. There will be mistakes in spelling (I'm Australian and some words we spell differently). The layout will honestly have you wondering what the hell I was thinking. I wasn't; well that's not true. What I was thinking was that I knew what I was doing and screw anyone else... yes I was a conceited little shit even at the age of 31.
Thirdly, there are 68 chapters to this story, including the epilogue and two outtakes. All of which have been uploaded to my profile I will try to upload as often as I can. Please understand that I have a busy life in the real world. This includes two children, one grown and the other with disabilities. So while I should be able to update wherever I am, if something happens please understand that I will miss updating.
Last but not lease. I am not SM. Not even close. I do not own the franchise, work in any capacity with the publishing houses or studios. I merely escaped from reality to play with some characters that I fell in love with while reading four books in a matter of days.
"Jasper, where are you?" Bella softly called through the house 10 minutes after I had announced to everyone that she was mine for the rest of her natural life.
Why her life and not mine; cause this fucker wasn't gonna go anywhere even after if I died before her. I was planning to haunt her ass until she joined me in the afterlife. Yes it's morbid but I wasn't gonna let her go for no cunt.
"Jasper? What are you thinking about?" I heard her, not realizing that I was that lost in my thoughts I almost ended up in the bath that I had prepared for her.
"Nothing to bad promise; just thinking how lucky I am right now." I answered truthfully, though we both knew that my thoughts were never that clean.
"This, by the way, is heavenly. You better not make this a regular occurrence, or I might get used to it." And while I would give her everything and anything she desired I wasn't going to give her that. She just had to get used to the idea of being spoiled rotten.
I simply smiled and helped her to undress and slowly lower herself in the bathwater with me sliding in behind her; my legs on either side of hers as she relaxed her body leaning back into me. There was nothing sexual at the moment, and I was absolutely loving every fucking second.
Ever so slowly I brought my hands up to her shoulders and placed the softest touches to relax her tired and sore muscles. Using the tips of my fingers to glide from one shoulder to her neck and then continuing this down to the other side was something I had learned from Edward, he once told me that while it never led to anything but a very relaxed and happy Bella it brought satisfaction to both him and her to see her so relaxed. Yeah at first I hated the idea of using someone else's moves on my girl but if it helped her to relax and be comfortable, I was man enough to build a bridge and get the fuck over it.
Just hearing her soft moans was music to my ears. Again it wasn't sexual; but it was abso-fucking-lutely amazing to know I was the one who made her feel like this, that no-one but me will ever be able to make her feel like this again. After a few minutes of this, I slowly placed a little more pressure with my fingers to gently massage the tender muscles that were way to tense as far as I was concerned.
"Hmm; Jazz that's amazing. I better watch it or I might just fall asleep in this bath. Though at least peanut would have a home birth and water birth." I could hear the smile that I was sure would be on her face as she slowly relaxed more into my chest, her head resting on my right shoulder.
As my hands were restricted to the movements on her neck and shoulders I couldn't resist the urge of kissing her soft skin that she had willingly exposed on her neck. The water droplets glistened with the reflection of the lights mixed with the bath oils creating a miniature rainbow of sorts as it slowly ran down her neck and shoulder making its way down to rejoin the water we were sitting in. As the droplet fell I traced its descent with my lips, watching goosebumps rise from the moisture of the cold breath and the warmth of my lips. The smirk that crept onto my face was priceless as was the involuntary shiver that ran through her body.
"I think I better stop before we make a mess in here; don't you?" I whispered in her ear, knowing full well what that does to her.
Her gasp for breath and the gentle motion of water as she rubbed her legs together was all I needed to know that she was relaxed. And as much as I wanted to take her to bed and make her feel every pleasure possible I knew that it wouldn't be a good idea with a house full of guests still. Yep, I took her away from everyone while they were still here. I'm a selfish son of a bitch, and I make no apologies for this.
She gently scooted forward so I was able to remove myself and help her out of the bath slowly taking in every inch of her body. Even with the swell of her stomach where peanut sat, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever met. I think the swelling of her belly may even be one of my favorite parts of her body at the moment
"What are you staring at Jasper?" her voice broke me from my thoughts of her swollen middle and what was safely resting inside of her.
"Huh?" was my only thought; not my best hour right now, fighting the urge of taking this woman to bed, staring at her swollen abdomen and day-dreaming of what was to come in a few weeks and hopefully a few months after that.
"You're off in your own world again, but your eyes never left my stomach." I watch as the blush that I have rarely seen as of late crept up on her cheeks as the pink sets in for a while.
"You, you're beautiful. I want to etch this image right here into my memory forever." And maybe make it a repeat a couple of times in the future I added in my head.
As my words left my lips that blush creeps down her face and neck reaching the clef of her collarbone. Her self-consciousness which is rarely seen seemed to join he blush as she turned away. Making my way towards her, I noticed that a few tears had made their way down her face.
"Hey what's wrong Bella? Talk to me." I pleaded as I turned her head ever so gently and slowly towards me.
"How can you say that? I'm huge, I need help getting up from chairs if it wasn't for the fact that Char takes me to the spa I'd my legs would rival spiders. My eyes are puffy; my chest hurts and lately leaks breast milk. I'm not beautiful." Her voice broke, but how could she believe that this is true? She was beyond beautiful; she was a goddess walking among us mortals.
"Isabella, baby look at me. Please look at me." I watched as she turned her head once more to face me.
"You're right, you're not beautiful. You darlin'; are beyond beautiful. There are no words to describe how beautiful you are to me. I don't know where you got that silly thought into your head but believe me, you are beautiful. I just wish you could see what I see when I look at you." I kissed her head as she buried her face into my chest. "Come on, I still owe you a foot massage and I think the rest of your back needs some attention too."
She smiled as we made our way back to the bed, not worrying about clothes while the doors were still locked. Propping herself up again with the use of pillows I continued with the massage to her back as she visibly relaxed with my touch. Still, the moans and the way her body moved with the slightest pressure to the different areas were amazing to hear and see.
"Jasper, I have something for you." Her voice softly floated through the room. "Grab my bag over there for me please." I slowly got up and grabbed the specific bag she indicated, and as I had to make sure I grabbed the right one, I had to wonder why women needed so many bags.
Well, why most women needed so many bags. I had noticed that Bella had 5 different bags of different sizes. It was a mystery to the male species why they were like this, like so many other things women did. Making my way back to the bed I gave her the object she desired and wondered what she had in there that was for me. This one was only small so I don't think it held much really.
"Well I wanted to give this to you, sort of let you make the decision for yourself and no-one else. I don't particularly care as much as some others we know but well I wanted to give this to you and let you make up your own mind about what you wanted to do with this." As she stumbled over her words she pulled out a small envelope.
What was in it was beyond me but I guess she figured that I wouldn't know what was going on. "It's the ultrasound that tells us what peanut is. I'm fine with not knowing but I wanted to give you the choice of knowing without me influencing you in any way."
Well damn, she got me there.
I had been itching to know what the sex of peanut was, but at the same time I wasn't sure if that was because of Char's interest in the whole thing of if it was my own. And here Bella was letting me decide if I wanted to know on my own and not because someone else wanted to know. I just stared at the folded piece of paper, not knowing if I really wanted to know but also wanting to rip the damned thing open. As I looked up at her face I watched as she watched me. Her eyes never leaving mine as I turned the envelope over and over in my hands.
"Does this mean that you have picked out some names?" I asked trying to take my mind of the pink elephant in the room, or more specifically in my hands. She shrugged her shoulders
"I've got some picked out but I'm not sure really. I wanted to wait until he or she is born and then go from there. Brea thinks I'm crazy for not knowing what sex and name; but I think I like the idea of the spontaneity of picking the name once he or she is born. I thought about how you said you wanted me to pick but then I realized that I wanted you to pick because I had no clue. So I came up with this idea and I'm happy not to have it all planned out to the smallest detail." I watched as a little smile crept up on her face. I knew that look.
"Why else Bella?" I asked my face matching hers. I had a clue why but I wanted to know if I was right.
"I sorta like making the girls squirm with the idea too. All three of them are dying, but Char is by far the worst out of the three. With Peter beside her I'm amazed that I have been able to keep it from them for this long." She laughed. I was expecting that the girls were interested, but Peter was a new one for me.
"Do you think we should go back out there and see everyone?" she asked and I think she wanted to but at the same time, I think she was happy just having some time where it was just us.
"Yeah since this is sorta for you two now you better got your butts out there." Rose's voice called through the door, but not before she tried to open it. Thank the lord for door locks.
"I think that answers your question; but I think we need to get some clothes on first."
I couldn't help but laugh when the "eww's" came from the hall outside the door; one of them was definitely male. Well, they can think about what they wanted but really I didn't give a shit. I know we didn't do anything but it was fun to let them think we did. Grabbing some clothes and quickly getting dressed we made our way back outside to a few weird looks and wolf whistles to join the rest of our unusual and dysfunctional family for the rest of the night.
