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 least. 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.
"Guys, when are you going to start organizing this wedding already? It's been well over a month since Junior was born. Don't ya think it's time to get some planning done?" Jane called over the fire after a big Whitlock family cookout.
I swear this woman, and all others that I love and hold dearly is gonna drive me insane with their constant hints of what they want to happen now. It's got to the point that we both visually cringe at the whole affair at even the mention of the dreaded wedding. You'd think that I'd be able to get back to things before they started with the next part of our lives.
"I saw that woman; you ain't backing out now are you?" Felix called and I blushed, not backing out but the pressure is just too much; especially since it's coming from all sides of us.
Rose decided that she'd buy me a wedding magazine to help get the creative juices going, Char started talking about where she and Peter went for their honeymoon; both Jane and mother are willing to lend me their dresses for the day.
Jasper squeezed my hand to bring me back once more to that niggling question that had been thrown around way too much for my liking.
"Sorry Jane, just a little tired, and no Felix he doesn't get rid of me so easily." And to make it more believable I started to yawn as if on cue; gotta love the newborn stage of life.
We'd gone over to the Whitlock property for dinner and seemed to turn into a big old family get together with everyone. Jane couldn't get enough of us, and she literally tripped over herself to get to Junior whenever she could. Who knew a simple visit with a baby could bring everyone together. The only one missing at the moment was Brea, she'd had a few last-minute things she wanted to do on her own now that she had her will and the safety of her little monkey.
Like get the room finally set up, she'd had Jasper and Peter over to set all the heavy furniture and bassinette up, and all she had to do now was get the final little bits done. I went with her yesterday to her latest checkup; she wanted to know about how bad I was in pain. And honestly, while I remember a little of the uncomfortable and mind-numbing pain I'm sure it was, every time I look at Junior I would gladly go through it all over again in a heartbeat.
I did tell her to keep her mind open to the possibility of an epidural or some form of painkiller. Especially since she's a lot younger than most of Tanya's patients. Tanya cooed over her belly and Junior, she was never happier than when she got to spend time with those little ones she helped bring into the world when it wasn't a medical call.
Spacing out seemed to be my thing at the moment, or at least my way of dealing with the constant question of wedding details.
"You tired Sweetheart? Maybe it's time for us to head back to the house." Jasper had somehow managed to climb in behind me on the chair and had me cradled in his arms.
Shaking my head I knew I wouldn't be sleeping tonight if we left early, I'd have to wait until after Junior's next feed before I knew he'd be fine for most of the night. I wasn't lucky to have one of those babies who slept straight from birth, and really, I was glad. I liked that time where it was just the two of us. I would talk about all the little things that were worrying me, most of them focused on my fears of not being good enough for him, or not being able to protect him from all the crazy things and people out there. You know the irrational thoughts that plague all mothers.
"Now Jane, as much as I want to marry Jasper; we're not even thinking about the details at the moment, enjoying all the time we can with Junior now. How about you start asking that eldest child of yours when he's gonna give Junior a cousin?" I had perfected the art of deflecting a long time ago, and I also knew that the moment it came to spending time with Junior she'd give up her argument and start on the next victim; I mean person.
Receiving a very cheeky grin from Felix who knew all too well that I'd be let off for now and a very catty look from Peter I smiled as innocently as I possibly could. Yeah, the only problem was that everyone knew my halo fell off a very long time ago. Especially after hearing that Jasper had cornered Billy and found out what I truly did when Jake and I got a little inventive for things to keep up occupied.
After a few herbal teas and the conversation staying on the next one to pop out a mini-me of sorts it really was getting too late to keep Junior out at his age. We made the rounds to say goodbye and told Peter and Char that we'd see them at home before we put Junior in his restraint. It was something that made me happy when it was Jasper doing this, something about seeing him take so much care in making sure he was safe while not too constricted.
Whatever it was, it made my heart take flight every time. The drive was relatively quiet, between the two of us, I was mildly curious as to what had Jasper thinking so deep that he almost took a lap around the block before realizing that he was outside the house. The giggling from me probably didn't help much either. The smirk on his face told me plainly that I was so going to get it once I had fed our little boy. I wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not. I'd have to wait and see what he came up with.
Settling in for a while in the chair that Felix and Jane had given us, I couldn't help but get lost in the little arms and legs that were safely tucked in the bunny rug that he had become so attached to. The little horses and farm animals were his constant companions with his travels. His soft curls framing his face, and his little eyes staring at me with wonder and contented gaze I couldn't help but wonder what was next for us.
I knew that everyone was expecting a wedding, and I also knew that it would be a big one if I let anyone even suggests the slightest detail. It scared me that if it was meant to be our day that what we wanted should be the most important thing. But I had the sinking feeling that others would influence our decisions.
"What's got you thinking over there? Wondering what I'm gonna do to you once you've finished?" Jasper's voice startled me and causing Junior to momentarily lose his attachment to my breast.
"Just thinking about what momma said." His eyes lit up, for what reason I had no clue, but I didn't want to upset him in case he thought I was going on about a wedding.
"You called her momma, not Jane." His voice matching his emotions and expression as he pushed himself off of the doorframe and came over to where we were sitting.
"Well yeah, I can't really call her anything else now can I, she's like my mother in many ways, and sooner or later I'm gonna have the Whitlock name too. So I may as well get used to it." I said with a shrug of my shoulders.
"Fair enough, so what are you thinking about?" looks like I'm not the only one that has been thinking about things.
"Honestly I was thinking about the idea of eloping. Have something that we want and not be forced into making everyone else happy. Afterward having a Whitlock cookout to celebrate or something along those lines." and let's face it I'm sure that would be what happens if I started to plan the wedding anywhere near those ladies.
I looked over to see his face slightly frowning.
"I don't want a big thing Jas, but I know that the minute they see any plans that everyone will want to help us plan things. Then it won't be about us, but everyone else." while the frown slowly erased from his face he still looked hurt, and I was suddenly hit with a huge wave of guilt. We sat there for a while just staring at each other, lost in our thoughts.
"Well, what if we do things a little differently? How would you feel about a small-ish ceremony, but one where no one knows what's going on except us two? Sound good to you." I saw the spark in his eyes, now while I may have been slightly curious about what he was thinking about before, now I was absolutely dying to know what's going on in his blond head of his. The smile on his face didn't help much either.
"Keep going, you've got me so far, but I wanna know where you're going with this." How were we going to plan a wedding without others knowing about it?
"Nope, not gonna tell you now, maybe when we have the house to ourselves for more than just a few hours or if we go out somewhere. But Pete and Char could be here any minute and you know that she has ears like a bat." He just chuckled as I pouted; I guess this was gonna be my punishment for my cheeky comment earlier.
We put Junior down and set the monitor for sleeping before making our way into our room. I had barely closed the door before we heard the front door opened and a giggling Char make her way down the hall.
"See now you know why I can't elaborate. However, I can do this..." He whispered softly against my neck causing goosebumps to rise up my whole body.
Gently he kissed his way to my mouth, leaving a searing trail of want and need in its wake; until he reached my lips and softly touching mine with his own. The moan that built from the soft beginnings to the meeting of our lips finally escaped as his tongue entered my mouth. Heaven could not be as good as this, and hell would not be as hot as he made me from those kisses.
"Shh, Junior is right in there, and our brother and sister are down the hall. Now unless you want to stop, you need to be quiet." I hadn't even realized he had hold of my hands; or that he had them held above my head. This man had control and I was willing to give it to him without a second thought.
Slowly his hand traced my side, gently touching my skin, and barely felt through my clothes. I whimpered as he traced my breast before running up towards my neck. His gentle hold was something beyond pleasure and pain, it was a mixture with just the right amount of both to make me wet beyond my wildest dreams, his fingers holding tight to their exploring, as his lips regretfully had to leave mine for air.
"I love you, Isabella Marie Swan; always and forever." His voice was rough with his own desire; making me melt into a puddle of goo at his feet.
"Jasper Whitlock, I love you; more than you will ever know and more than I will ever be able to show you." While my body may have been goo, my voice was strong, confident, and dripping with truth.
Our lips crashed together once more before he let go of my hands and guided me to the bed. Gently he laid me down on the bed. His hands rose up my body taking my top with them, the soft touches once more trailing a fire of want and need in its wake; rising to help remove the momentarily hated piece of clothing from my frame to be thrown unceremoniously on the floor.
His eyes took in my post-baby form, no longer was I considerably toned, but I wasn't completely soft either. Still, I was afraid of what I would see in his eyes as he took in the new frame that lay before him. I turned my head as my blush rose to meet my fears.
"Don't look away from me. You are beyond beautiful. Your body is still as breathtaking now as it was that night I first fell in love with you. Don't ever doubt that Bella." He said as he brought my face and eyes to meet his, with nothing but honesty and love shining in his eyes.
He removed his own shirt and I was once more amazed that this Adonis was mine, that I was able to call him mine and know with certainty that it was the truth. He bent down taking my nipple in his mouth teasing it with his tongue running it around until it pebbled before taking its partner and giving it the same treatment. Biting my lower lip to stop the moan that was fighting to escape my being I arched my back to show him my trust, love, and want for him.
I felt his smirk against my skin as his hands trailed down towards my center. The gasp as his hand finally met my lower lips was not going to be kept regardless of how hard I tried, but I think we were both far beyond caring at this point. Within seconds, he had entered a finger in me, thrusting slowly but never without knowing exactly where he was hitting. I squirmed as he continued and as he entered another digit.
He continued his ministrations bringing his thumb to softly trace circles around my nub, building the tightening swirl of emotions in my stomach with each pass. My eyes barely opened as my body convulsed with the strength of my orgasm. I crashed my lips to his wanting to devour this man in every sense of the word, yet as he removed his fingers from me, I couldn't help but groan at the sudden loss of him.
It wasn't until he positioned himself on top of me that I noticed he had removed not only my own but his pants, as he teased me with his erection. Whimpering at the need that had once again taken hold of me, and glad that I had started taking some form of contraception that didn't affect my milk; I raised my hips to meet his only for him to pull away.
"No baby, tonight I want to show you again how you should and will be treated for the rest of forever." His voice leaving no chance for me to argue with him.
I nodded my head, giving myself over to him completely once more. Slowly, ever so slowly he entered me. We both sighed at the connection that had finally taken place between us. Waiting until my body accommodated him once more he peppered my face with kisses as he whispered sweet nothings in my ear. When my lips me this with the same intensity he was showing me he began to move, slowly as if he was savoring every movement just as I was.
Tangling my fingers in his curls, relishing in the moment and the love I saw and felt from him as each thrust brought us both closer to the inevitable high that was building in both of us. He continued his movements bringing me to numerous orgasms throughout the night; losing myself in the man before me. His movements hypnotizing as he built up speed and strength once more, before his own release he captured my lips in a searing kiss that took my breath away. He continued his thrusts as he came down from his own release whispering his love for me over and over again.
As he eventually rolled over and brought me to his side, I couldn't help but think that I was truly the luckiest woman on this earth right now. I had the man of my dreams, a child that I loved, and a family that took me for all my quirks and unusual behaviors. We fell asleep, not worrying about clothes, and it wasn't until the morning that I realized that Junior had slept for the first time throughout the night.
