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Bella Swan/detective
"Jasper ... but that's not the point. The man took me up against the brick wall behind the bar we met at, and I have scratches all over my ass but it was so worth it ..."
She continues describing the curve in his dick while my fingers fly over my phone's keyboard.
Do not ask questions. If you have one, send me the most recent picture you have of Jasper. Now!
"... he has a prescription for the little blue pill, and he fucked me for like seven hours straight ..."
My phone buzzes, and I tune her out again.
I don't even want to know. This is from my birthday last year.
I blow the picture up and thrust my phone under Alice's nose.
"Hey, that's him! How do you know Jasper?"
"I don't. He's a scout for Edward's college."
Alice's eyes widen.
I can see the cogs in her brain working double time.
She doesn't get personal with her sexual partners, so this might be a little too close for comfort.
"Goddamnit, Bella."
"What did I do?"
"I really like this guy."