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JPOV

Asking Edward to be my boyfriend was one of the most nerve wracking moments of my life. My heart was in my throat as I said the words and sat there watching and waiting on him to tell me no.

However, Edward surprised me with his acceptance. My heart skipped a beat and I couldn't keep the smile off my face as I jumped up and kissed him. Sure, we were in the view of the entire restaurant, but I didn't care. I just had to feel his lips pressed against my own for a small second.

All through dinner, my mind screamed, "Edward Masen is my boyfriend."

He groans and turns in my arms now, snuggling closer to me while burying his head in the crook of my arm. I kiss his forehead and he moans my name, wrapping his arm around me tighter.

If he's subconsciously worried that I'm going somewhere, he doesn't have to be. There is nowhere I'd rather be. I don't want to leave this spot. My body is so damn wired, I'd hardly closed my eyes last night. The events from it have left me feeling so alive. With everything we'd done yesterday, I still can't believe how great it all turned out.

At first, I was a bit nervous about how Edward would take everything but I'm glad to see that my fear was unfounded as he enjoyed the day and night, immensely.

Now I can only hope he'll let me continue to do these things from time to time without too much objection. I know Edward isn't use to the pampering, and maybe it's the fact that his family ripped it away from him that he doesn't really want to by reminded of what he could have had. But I choose to look past that and not let the thought of his parents ruin anything.

However after I'd left his place yesterday, I wanted to call his parents. To see him so sad and overwhelmed was heart wrenching and I was so angry, I would've gone as far as asking my own mother for her friends' number so that I could rip Edward's dad a new one. I wanted that bastard to know that the son he so desperately wanted to forget, is alive and well. I wanted his parents to know that he was...loved, wanted, cared for.

Love? You love him?

I don't know, but I was damn sure falling hard for him. To know that his dad was so cruel, angered me and I wanted the leverage over that man by letting him know that he didn't break Edward. He was going to be okay. However, I detoured and called Jake instead. He let me stay on the phone with him and vent. I told Jake all the things I would've said to Edward's dad and when I was through, he simply asked, "Feel better?"

"Yeah." I sighed.

"Good. Now don't ever do that shit unless Edward wants you to. It's his fucking battle, and if he wants backup then I'm all for it. But remember Jasper, they don't know shit yet and I'm sure with your parents and Alice on your back, the Masens are bound to find out about you and their son's relationship soon. So don't go after that prick half-assed, pump your brakes and wait."

Jake is right, I have to wait. I'll be here for Edward and I won't let them hurt him anymore than they already have. He has me now. He's mine, and I'll protect him.

His messy hair tickles my nose as he moves around. I sigh as he pulls away, falling back against the bed on his back, stretching and yawning. I watch as he opens his eyes, scrunching them up as the glare of the sun seeps into our room.

"Morning, darlin'," I say as those beautiful jade eyes lock with mine.

He turns his side, mirroring my position and smiling. How many more mornings can I have like this?

"Morning," he says, shyly.

"What is it?"

"I don't think you'd want to," he mumbles, turning over and burying his face in the pillow.

"Want to what?" I implore, running my hand up and down his back, trying to soothe him into telling me the problem.

He peeks up at me, staring into my eyes. I hope he sees my sincerity there and will ask, what he wants to ask.

"I want to kiss you, and we've never done that before..." I am about to answer, but he cuts me off. "I mean, we never really had a morning kiss and it's...I...I didn't think you'd want to, but I really want to kiss you."

With a sigh, I pull him up from the pillows, cradling his face in my hands as he practically lies on top of me. Drawing him close, I answer his doubt by pressing my lips to his. Slow and sensual, soft and sweet. Morning breath be damned, Edward's lips never leave mine as we explore the depths of one another's mouth.

Pulling away for much needed air, he leans his head on my chest, raggedly breathing as we lay there for what seems like forever before the need to get the day started gets in the way.

We're showered and ready to go an hour later. I guess sharing a shower wasn't the best idea when your boyfriend has such a tempting ass. Watching Edward under the spray as the water cascaded down his body quickly became unbearable and I grabbed him-much to his laughter-and had my way with him.

We head downstairs for day two's surprise, a trip to the spa. The Waldorf has the Guerlian Spa to offer and I've already booked Edward and I appointments. I know that he let me get away with the expensive stuff yesterday, but I doubt it'll work today. So today, we'll go to the spa, then to lunch, check out, and then head to the movies.

Edward is happy, smiling, and his hand never leaves mine. Every now and then on the ride down in the elevator, I'll lean in for a kiss, and he doesn't object. His lips are always there, waiting, and I'm more than happy to partake.

Getting off the elevator, we walk hand in hand, taking our time, exploring until we get to the spa. There, after introducing ourselves, Edward only using his first name, we're greeted by Tracy and then lead to our mutual treatments.

I'm not sure if this Edward's thing, but I want to pamper him, I want him to feel like he's on top of the world. "Are you okay with this?"

"Yeah."

"Have you ever been to a spa?"

"No," he answers, looking around quickly before meeting my eyes with a slight smile. That smile leaves me a bit worried. Maybe he doesn't want to do this. Maybe, I'm going too fast. This is too much. With the million and one places I took him to yesterday, he's got to be freaking out.

"Baby, we can go if you want to," I tell him.

"Why?" he smiles, dissipating my fear. "I want to do this."

I can't do anything but smile as we walk into the room. We're led to the changing room, and after discarding our clothes for robes, we are then led to our tables for our massages. I want only the best for him so the package I've gone for is the raindrop therapy. It's a massage all about relaxation, something we both need. The therapist uses special oils, heat, and the massage within itself to soothe your entire body.

Edward and I are guided to our side by side tables and once we're on them, facing each other at first, our treatment begins.

I can't say how many times one of us has groaned out at the exquisite feeling of this treatment. With the mixture of the oils and my therapist gentle yet firm touches, I am lost on a cloud somewhere in my mind. Fighting against the relaxing fog threatening to lull me to sleep, I glance at Edward, surprised to find his droopy eyes on me. Reaching out, I take his hand in mine, wrapping his long fingers around my own as we soar together from the intensity of this intimate treatment.

An hour later, Edward and I are thanking our masseuses and exiting the room in infinite relaxation.

"I want to do that again," he says with a laugh.

"Take me with you when you do, because I want to do it again too," I tell him as we make our way to our facials.

Next, we have an energizing facial, a treatment that includes exfoliation, a facial massage and an eye treatment. We're done with that in no time and after getting dressed, I settle my bill and we make our way to lunch.

We decide to eat here in the hotel, going for the same restaurant we'd been to last night. Lunch is great and our talk is even better. Edward tells me that he's feeling a little nervous about starting work tomorrow morning, as he's never held a normal job.

"You don't have to worry, " I say, taking his hand in mine and rubbing soothing circles in the middle. "I'm sure you'll be fine. The other workers are great. They'll help out. Emmett, himself will help out."

"That's just it. why should they have to stop and teach me?" he counters. "I'm telling you, Jasper, it's going to be a disaster."

There is no getting around his doubt, but I have to try. "Or you could do really well and Em tells you to come back tomorrow. The objective is not to smash too many cups. Okay?" I tell him with a laugh as he scowls before joining in. Just like that, I have the carefree Edward from this morning back.

We wrap up lunch and go to check out. Having no luggage makes it a breeze, and Edward and I are thanking the concierge and walking out of the hotel in no time. He looks up at the building wistfully when we step on the sidewalk and I begin to lead him away.

"We'll come back," I tell him, happy that he'd enjoy himself.

"Promise?"

Leaning in for a soft kiss on that busy sidewalk, I whisper against his lips, "I promise."

As I pull away and about to move out of Edward's way so he can get in the car waiting for us, I see Alice, standing by the hotel's entryway, staring at us. Edward follows my gaze, meeting Alice's eyes as she promptly walks over to us. She rudely takes up the space between Edward and me, coming to stand directly in front of him.

"You're really serious about embarrassing your family, aren't you?" she sneers.

"The only ones who should feel embarrassed, are you and my parents," I tell her. "I've told you a million times I'm gay, but no, it wasn't enough." She moves to talk, but I cut her off. "Listen, I've already said what needed to be said, and I have nothing more to say to you, Alice."

"You know I will be telling your parents about this." She yells.

"Go ahead. I don't care." I reply, sounding more calm than I am.

"Oh really?" she says snidely with a chuckle. "So what, one little affair with this...whatever he is and you're off defying your parents and tarnishing your good family name by carrying on illicit affairs in expensive hotels."

She doesn't wait for me to answer. Instead she turns to Edward and says, "So, who or what are you?"

"None of your business," he growls at her.

"You're fucking my boyfriend. How is that not my business?" she says.

"Because he dumped your dumb ass and you're too stupid to accept it," he says in a dismissive tone. "Now, move!" Alice jumps out of his way and Edward climbs in the back of the car.

She looks to me expectantly, for what I don't know, but I simply smile and say, "You heard my boyfriend, move."

Leaving her there on the curb with her mouth hanging open, I climb in the back of the car next to the man that has just turned me on by getting rid of Alice with one sentence. I quickly tell our driver to take us back to my apartment, as Edward looks out the window completely oblivious to my lust at the moment while I sit there thinking about catching a later showing of whatever movie he may want to see.

He needs a reward, and I'm more than willing to give it to him.


Thanks to beanothercullen for all her help!

Next: Second date continued and Edward's first day at work.