S.M. owns. We love to play.
I suppose I should go ahead and write in a disclaimer:
Warning: Rated M. This story contains vulgar language and sometimes insulting remarks and behavior. I haven't decided how crazy I'll get with the lemons but who knows?
BPOV
"Spill Belly, who is that hot piece of man candy that can't keep his eyes off of you", Joshy eagerly barked.
Personally, I was confused and thrilled about his lingering glances.
"Oh, he's an old friend", I explained with a shrug, "I dated his brother in high school".
"OMIGOD", he exclaimed, "He has siblings"!
"For one Joshy, it was his adopted brother", I pointed out, "Secondly, his brother is a self-righteous prick. I would never introduce you to that conniving ass hat. The other brother married his long time sweetheart years ago. Peter over there as you can tell is all over his woman. Fortunately, she'd probably be eager if you went over there and hit on him, just to emasculate him some more".
Laughing, he gave me a tight hug and stated that it was worth a shot, and wished me a good night.
I looked at the time and was surprised to see it was almost midnight. The bar was slow now with only 3 tables taken and I only had 6 people up front with me that were slowing down their intake. I began wiping down the rest of my area just for something to do. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mel walking toward me.
"Alright, chick", she said, "we had an awesome night. I'm gonna go ahead and let you off. Thanks for coming in tonight. Why don't you go ahead and take the rest of the weekend off and come in Tuesday night. As your boss, I'm telling you that you're not allowed to cover anymore shifts, as your friend, I'm gonna suggest that you tell whoever calls to get you to cover shifts, you're simply on vacation".
"No problem. Hey Mel", I hesitated, "Is it alright if I sat with my friends for a few minutes? I swear, we won't stay long…"
"Woah, woah sugar," she cut me off with a soft look, "I'm happy you have some friends coming in here. Everyone else does it and I'm happy to see you finally doing it for the first time. Gimme a hug and quit poutin' ".
She gave me a warm hug while I tried to hide my heated face, "Even though you're leavin' us in a couple months, I want you to know that you'll always be important to me. Now get over there, shoo"!
I remember similar words from someone else here and I nearly choked with in emotion.
I clocked out and retrieved my items from the office and headed over in Jasper's direction. On my way said my goodbyes to everyone, the last person being Mandy. She eagerly told me to thank my friends, stating they gave her a tip that was much too generous.
I approached the table excitedly, my nerves beginning to announce themselves. It had been so long since I'd seen Jasper but I could automatically tell he was comfortable in his new life. As I sat my things on an empty chair, I noticed Jasper's raised eyebrow at my jacket and helmet, and rolled my eyes at his look of incredulity. Before I could sit down, he stood up and pulled me into a tight hug that I immediately melted into. I took in his rich honey scent and felt him do that same in my hair and was instantly calmed. His cool body pressed against mine sent shivers of pleasure radiating through me. We held each other for another moment, rocking back and forth before letting go.
Looking up to his tall form and him down into my eyes, I couldn't stop my eyes from watering and I could tell his eyes were doing the same from so much emotion.
"It's great to see you, Jasper".
"I missed you too, Bella", he whispered back.
The clearing of a throat snapped me back to reality. Smiling sheepishly back at our company, we introduced ourselves to each other and I sat comfortably next to Jasper who's arm was wrapped around me protectively.
"So this is the elusive, Bella Swan Wifey and I heard so much about", Peter announced with a smile.
"Well, see, yes but not quite".
I looked at Jasper, laughing and biting my lip nervously. He gave me a curious encouraging nod and started rubbing soothing circles on my shoulder, sensing my hesitancy. Rubbing my palm into my forehead, I cleared my throat and looked at the three and continued loud enough so only they could hear.
"I uh, changed my last name a little over 2 ½ years ago before I moved here. See there's a lot you guys don't know and I have a feeling we'll be going over these things over the weekend. I was told through a contact that my future disappeared from Alice's visions. It only made sense at the time to utilize that information to my advantage. Jasper, you gave me resources to restart my life and with that, Mr. Jenks and I started the process of changing my identity. I'm speaking in hushed tones because nobody here knows me and I've been kept hidden with the help of many people. Before you guys freak out, I need to finish what I was saying".
I looked at their frowning faces and felt Jasper's arm loosen its tightening hold.
Taking a deep breath I continued.
"I made it a point to choose my last name based on my observation of Rosalie during a time I was visiting the Cullen household when everyone was back in Forks. I heard her yelling at you, using your given name, Jasper Whitlock. At the moment I filed the information away for a later time, but didn't think about it until we were coming up with last names. I figured the Cullen family and other people wouldn't put together that I knew that information. I'm going to go ahead and state for the record that I don't even know Emmett's last name so I couldn't use that. Everyone just thought I knew 'Cullen' and 'Hale'...But that's beside the point. When choosing last names, I had a very hard time doing so because I would've been easy to track. All I could think of at the moment were my favorite authors, actors, characters, and distant relatives. That was until I remembered Rosalie yelling your name. So here I am, nice to meet you, I'm Bella Whitlock".
I closed my eyes, to catch my breath and when I opened them back up, I focused on Jasper first. He was giving me another one of those intense looks that made my insides turn to mush. I once again felt my blush coming back and quickly looked away. Char, as she told me to call her, was giving me a proud smile, and Peter…well lets gust say Peter was giving the Cheshire cat a run for his money.
"Well I'll be damned," he declared, "I knew I was gonna have a helluva time tonight".
We laughed lightheartedly until we fell into a comfortable silence. Jasper was still rubbing my shoulder, his hand moving closer and closer to my bare skin. My heart skipped a beat when his cold fingers skimmed the opening of my shirt. I felt his eyes boring into me and I turned to look at him, giving him a smirk.
"So", I stated, "while this has been pleasant, if you're all not too busy, would you like to follow me home? It's a little more comfortable there, and well, I've been here since 3".
I got a chorus of 3 eager yes's so we started to get up to leave. I put on my jacket and grabbed my other things, and moved to the door, feeling Jasper's hand on the small of my , Tony the bouncer looked at me, looked at my group, and back again. I told him they were with me just to ease his mind.
Coming upon my bike, I heard someone let out a low whistle.
"Wow darlin' nice," Jasper purred, "I wish we had brought our bikes".
"Oh? What do you guys ride?" I asked.
"Well," he responded, "I have an MV Agusta F4 Tamburini in black, Peter has the same but in silver, and Char has a Kawasaki ZZR 1400 in silver."
"Huh, our colors match", I grinned.
"What is this anyway, I don't see any emblems." He asked.
"It's a Hayabusa. I've never really liked emblems or stickers. After tons of searching, I settled for carbon fiber fairings. If you notice, the other aftermarket parts are also carbon fiber."
"We'll have to race sometime." Peter challenged.
"You do know that my bike is a 1999 model." I scoffed, "Add to the fact that it has no govern, it's also been tuned by a mechanic that specializes in bikes. We reached 206 mph at the Texas mile this past spring".
"I find it hard to believe you did the Texas mile, sugar." he teased.
"Why, because I'm human or are you being sexist?" I defended while crossing my arms. I noticed Charlotte taking on the same stance with an eyebrow raised.
Making a submissive gesture he backed up while I smirked evily when he saw his mate was on my side. Jasper was watching everything trying not to laugh.
"It's okay Petey," I eased, "I'm just teasing you. As a matter of fact, I didn't challenge anyone. It was test runs. I was already accustomed to the speed, but after the performance enhancements, I just wanted to see how fast I could go without freaking out."
"So it can only go that fast?" he asked confused.
"No, that was how fast I felt comfortable at." I corrected, "I don't race anyway. I actually like not having broken bones. Maybe I'll let you take it out sometime."
He instantly looked like a kid in a candy store.
"So, how are we gonna do this. Did you drive a car or use other means", I asked everyone after letting my hair down and wrapped it in a new ponytail.
"We ran".
"Okay, how about this. I'll just point you in the direction I'm going and you follow. I'm sure you guys can use your brains to figure out the rest. Oh yeah, no trying to scare me. I will freak out thinking it's an animal and wreck. I'm not ready to look and feel different."
(AN: Before you ask why no one rides bitch with Bella, Hayabusa bikes have a hump like cover to the compartment area behind the driver seat for aerodynamic purposes. A passenger seat is available, but since she's solo, there was no need to buy one.)
Feeling as though they got the point, I shut my mouth before I said too much. I put my things away in the bike's compartment, while grabbing a pair of leather riding gloves for the chill. After getting everything sorted I put my helmet and gloves on, mounted, and started the bike. After Peter's groveling to the motorcycle, which he earned a smack from Char, and Jasper's sexy smirk, I pointed out which way I was going, got 3 nods, and took off. I decided to stick to the speed limit just in case while going through town. Through my side mirrors, I saw the telltale blurs of my friends keeping up with me on the rooftops and decided to pick up my speed from 35 to 40.
Fortunately, I didn't hit any red lights on my way out of town and was on the 2-lane highway in no-time. I picked up my speed to 55mph when I got out of city limits. I looked to my left and Jasper was right next to me. To my right were Char and Peter. Knowing they could all hear me I told them I live 35 miles away but I'd cut the time. I accelerated with a delighted laugh. I loved the sound when the turbo picks up and the exhaust roars. On straight stretches I went 145, sometimes 180, and on the curves went about 60, so I wasn't surprised when we reached the limestone walls that signature the entrance tof my driveway around 20 minutes later. The first mile comprises of the same limestone walls on both sides of a winding road, ending with the last 2 miles which is straight and treelined on both sides.
I parked in front of my garage and dismounted, while thanking my lucky stars I invested thousands in outdoor solar lighting. Other wise I'd be blind and fumbling.
"Home sweet home", I declared after taking off my helmet.
"Wow, just wow," Charlotte breathed while looking around in awe.
Hearing murmurs in agreement, I began to dig out my purse from its confines and couldn't help but feel a little too satisfied at their amazement.
"You guys haven't seen anything yet, just wait till we get inside", I exclaimed excitedly.
Hearing Jasper's laugh I turned to look at him with a grin.
"Your emotions are just so joyous I can't contain myself", he said.
Instantly we were all smiling brightly and giggling. We ended up laughing at Peter's petulant gaze when Jasper called him out for his girly giggles.
"You were giggling too man," he pouted.
"Yeah, but you sounded like Mozart from the movie Amadeus", I teased.
Once again he started the crazy giggling while the rest of us laughed at his expense.
Letting out a low growl when the giggling stopped, Peter began to stalk Jasper, looking to attack.
"If you guys wrestle and fuck up my lawn, the blow torch is coming out," I scolded.
"Well that shut them up," Char stated.
"Now, that I have your attention, if you fight in or around my house, it's gonna be on like Donkey Kong." I growled out, "If you feel the need to, go to the woods. Some places are marked as trails or a scenic area. If you fuck up these sights, I'll have your head staked for the birds to pick at."
"Birds won't come near us," Peter scoffed.
"Would you like to find out Petey," I said in the sickly sweet tone I used earlier.
When he began mumbling and pouting, I searched out my garage door opener and pressed the button to open it. Baba came trotting out to greet us through the 'doggy door'.
"Hey buddy", I soothed.
Meow
"Uh, Bella, you have a cat?" Jasper asked in a confused tone.
"That's a big cat", Peter pointed out.
With a huff and roll of my eyes I gave introductions.
"Well everyone, this is Baba O'Riley, or just Baba for short. He's big because he's a Maine Coon. Renee and I rescued him from a breeder outside of Phoenix last year and he's been with me ever since. I spoil him rotten and you'll quickly find out I don't own him, he owns me."
I squatted and scratched him behind his ear, while he let out a great purr. I stood up and continued while he took a sniff in Char's direction and moved slowly to her. She just had an amazed expression on her face.
"You don't have to worry. As you see he's not exactly shying away. He's weird with strangers but he's never been around vampires so I assume he's studying. Took a couple hours for him to get used to me but he was living in a kennel before he came home with me. He's highly intelligent and uses the outdoors for waste since he's out there all the time. He hunts rodents, bugs, and birds and doesn't mind water. You think he's big now Pete? You should have seen him when I first got him. His hair was extra long and fluffy. I like to keep his hair shorter so it's not matted, since he's outside 90% of the time."
"How old is he", asked Char.
"He's 5", I answered.
"He looks like the cat from Harry Potter", Peter exclaimed.
"Actually Mrs. Norris is in fact a Maine Coon", I pointed out happily.
After studying the three new scents long enough, Baba ran off to do his nightly duties.
"Holy Shit! You have a 64 Mustang convertible. It's in impeccable shape", Peter.
"Took you long enough to notice", I sighed dramatically, "Look, you can mess around with the car later. My feet are aching for hot water."
Peter just nodded absentmindedly and stroked the exterior, while Charlotte laughed with a roll of her eyes.
"Here darlin', let me help with that", Jasper offered, much to my relief.
"Thanks, I appreciate it", I said with a sigh.
He gave me a small smile and said, "I know".
After he wheeled in the motorcycle I finally asked if we should go through the garage door or main entrance for a dramatic effect. It was agreed that we'd go through the garage door after I told them we'd end up in the foyer anyway. I had to explain to Peter after he questioned why I asked in the first place in which I responded with, "After spending enough time here with only Baba as a roommate, I've grown accustomed to talking to myself out loud."
With a shrug of his shoulders, he gave my car one last caress with a longing sigh. I placed my helmet on the seat of my motorcycle, and hung my jacket on an empty hook on the wall.
Thanks! You know what to do.