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Chapter 6

JPOV

For the first time in a long time, I slept. Granted, I paced across my living room for a couple of hours debating whether or not I should go back over and ravish her. My house was dark as I checked my phone to see if she had texted me, ran upstairs to see if I could see a light on in her house, or hoped that she would come to the door with nothing but her blue jacket on and a smile.

After I paced, I sat on my couch and thought seriously about the evening. Earlier in the day I was resolved to move past my heartache, to overcome that stupid waste of time called Alice and Edward and figure out what I wanted. I never would have thought that what I needed and what was made for me would land in my lap at that same exact instant. My heart was on the mend before I met Bella, she just happened to be there to save the rest of me. Broken, pitiful me...

How could she still want this? Want me...

My mind reeled with thoughts from the night: Bella's gorgeous bare back, Edward's terribly jealous face because of the seductress hanging on me, her kisses, her body grinding against mine...

Alice was definitely out of my mind. I was officially healed...

With that thought, I closed my eyes as the sun began to shine through my window and fell into a deep sleep.

BPOV

I didn't get to sleep until about 5 o'clock.

My mind raced all night recounting the events of the evening. Jasper must have been hurt so badly by those two idiots and this must have been the first night he'd ever tried to recover from them. I paced back and forth in my dark living room and looked out the front window to see if one of his lights were on. Sadly, the house was dark. I wanted to give him the necessary time that he needed to recover from the events of the evening, but I toyed with the idea of going over to his house in nothing but my jacket on...

He would be sleeping, anyways. I decided I would respect his wishes and let him be tonight since I had things to iron out anyways. Jake was totally out of the picture and this evening solidified that fact. Truly I was just waiting for a reason to move past him and Jasper certainly gave me that excuse. A reason, really...

Jasper gave me reason to allow myself to feel valuable again.

I valued myself as a woman, as a friend, as a person, but I felt invisible every day to others as I walked down the streets. I felt invisible to my douche-bag boyfriend for years. I felt invisible at work and invisible with friends. Jasper made me feel like I was the only one he saw in a room full of beautiful people, like I lit up the darkness, like I personally was responsible for pulling him out of the sand he was sinking into. I don't know that I would give myself credit for this, but he helped me in an equally important fucked-up way.

My mind replayed all of the highlights of the evening, specifically ones involving me between Jasper and my wall, as I fell soundly asleep.

JPOV

I woke up to darkness.

My phone blinked repeatedly as I noticed that I had it on silent, checking the time. 7:00. I slept until Saturday night? My hand instinctively went to my hair and fingered through it as I groaned. I stumbled out of bed and went into the bathroom, turning on the light, checking the phone in my right hand.

Jasper - WTF did you do 2 Masens? They looked pissed. Let's do shots 2nite. - Emmett

I laughed and read the next text.

Dude, fuck you 2nite, I'm banging your sister instead. Should have called, it could have been you... :) - Emmett

My grimace eventually turned into a smile and I chuckled. Those two were so physical and they were perfect for each other, although I'd prefer it if Emmett did not describe every sexual encounter he had with my only sister. I went onto the next text.

Brother dear, come over for dinner tomorrow, yes? I want to know ALL about your Friday night ;) - Rosalie

Of course she would and I would expect nothing less from her. Another text...

You looked good, Jazz. I'm happy for you. I still love you and think about you often...

That number wasn't in my phone book anymore, but I would recognize the number by all of the times I called manually years before. A number I vowed never to call again - a number I deliberately removed from my phone log. Alice's number. She had the nerve to send me a goddamn text message? After everything? After me specifically telling her to not EVER contact me again?

There was one more text message I had yet to read and I opened it immediately with a vengeance, hoping that it was Alice again so I could rip her a new one.

I had a great night with you - you're worth everything. - Bella

Bella...of course, she would instantly diffuse me. I quickly hit the back button and deleted Alice's message to me. My body was sore from sleeping so long so I turned on the hot water and stripped away my clothes. I wondered if Bella want to see me again tonight. I'm sure she had other things to do tonight and I did not want to freak her out...

My shower was quick and I threw on another pair of sweats and sweatshirt. I grabbed some socks and headed downstairs to stretch for a quick run. My mind was reeling of the events of the evening and I couldn't get those images of Bella's bare back and perfect breasts out of my mind...

Shoes were tied, my Zune was plugged into my ear buds and I was out the door. Usually my running music was fast and upbeat, but the first song that came on was "Something" by The Beatles. It seemed strangely appropriate. I started at a slow pace to match the song's beat. Instantly my mind imagined Bella standing in front of me in that dangerous dress, heels and tousled hair. I was in front of her in a second and took in her delicious strawberry scent. My arms wrapped to her back, unzipping her dress as she made easy work of my shirt, unbuttoning it and shedding it from my body. She was left standing in front of me in nothing but a sexy set of black lace boyshorts.

My pace increased, as did my breathing, when I turned down another street. My mind took over again and I imagined kissing her bare breasts, the feel of her nails digging into my back and me laying her down onto my own bed to lavish her entire body with open-mouthed kisses. I was nearly sprinting now. My heart rate soared along with my heart.

A couple songs played through as I hit the home stretch, turning down my block. I was sprinting out the end of my run, simultaneously visualizing taking Bella on her kitchen counter, pounding into her against my shower wall as the hot water cascaded down, kissing her passionately as we made love sweetly in the dark...

And then I saw her. I shook my head thinking that this could be another vision. She was wearing a different set of sweats and a sweatshirt with her hair restricted in a low bun. Her cheeks were flushed from the cold weather, her eyes on the ground.

Bella was running directly at me.

I stopped and stared, breathing heavily. She looked up and caught my eyes, seemed slightly startled and stopped completely. We both eyed each other carefully. I calculated the distance between my house and where we were - about 20 yards. I glanced at my house and then back at Bella. An eyebrow raised and she smirked slightly.

That did it for me.

BPOV

I didn't get up until later that afternoon. This gave me plenty of time to finish up on laundry, watched The Vampire Diaries I had recorded on my DVR and cook a delicious lasagna that would take me the next couple of days to finish. After I was done with everything, I felt slightly restless and decided to go for a run. I threw on my necessary work out wear, tied my hair back and threw my shoes on as I sauntered out my front door. My run barely started before I felt a set of eyes on me directly in front of me.

Sexy hair, defined jaw, complicatedly beautiful eyes with a body that the gods would be jealous of...

Jasper.

He eyed me up and he looked like he was debating something. His eyes went to his house and back to mine. I figured it would be about 60 feet away or so to his front door. I lifted an eyebrow and smiled, hoping that he was thinking what I was thinking. He started at me and I held my breath. Then he stalked toward me.