I suuuuuuck. But please don't hold that against me. I full blown just deserted this story like an ass, and for that I truly apologize. No worries though, because I am BACK! The next chapter of U.A. is here, and eager to be read and reviewed ;)

D/C: I do not own Twilight, nor do I own any of the characters portrayed in the book and/or movie. I do, however, own a new stationary bike. I'm trying to lose weight, and it's working!


BPOV

Never in my entire life (as short as it had been up to this point) had I thought I would be capable of betraying someone. I was the person people shared their secrets with, the person who would feed a meter for a complete stranger so that they didn't get a ticket. I was that girl.

And yet, here I was, sitting on a couch with Jasper (keep in mind people, he is not the guy I usually called 'boyfriend' on a daily basis), telling him that I was his, and he was mine, for the next three weeks.

I was a dirty, dirty whore.

But… I was a dirty whore who had made a decision to be with someone for the next three weeks. I was a dirty whore who was currently sitting in the living room of Jessica Stanley, sending sexy stares at Jasper.

My phone vibrated in my pocket as Jason Statham made out with a woman on the TV screen. I pulled my phone out to see a text message from Jessica. I glanced at her in confusion, but she just tucked her own phone into her crotch area (for safe keeping?) and motioned for me to read on. I eyed Jasper for a second to make sure his attention was not directed towards me, and I looked down.

'Are you going for a piece of that 'azz'?- Jess'

I rolled my eyes and swallowed thickly, trying to choke back the laugh that threatened to bubble out. Moving my thumbs quickly, I texted back, tucking my phone away. Jessica, unfortunately, was not as skilled as I was in the art of hiding laughter, because not one second after she read that text a loud shriek filled the air. Tyler jumped, almost falling to the floor.

"What the hell!" Tyler was annoyed, but I could only hide my face as I chuckled along with her. Jasper shuffled next to me, and I could feel the cushions shift as his warm breath tickled my ear.

"Are you and Jessica not paying attention to the movie? What'd she text you?" I just shook my head, not willing to tell him anything. And then I felt fingers at my pocket, and I jumped. My hand flew away from my face and I watched in horror as Jasper tried to get at my phone.

"No!" I screamed, and slammed my hand over my pocket. I realized this was a bad thing to do as Tyler and Jasper exchanged a look and pounced. Jessica screamed at Tyler, and I felt panic. Tyler could not see the texts.

"No, no!" I leaned back on the couch to get away from Jasper's hands only to have him lean over me and reach again. His hips lay on mine, and for one second I allowed my mind to run wild.

"I'm gonna find out, whether you give it willingly or not," Jasper whispered in my ear. I opened my eyes to find him inches away. I pushed past the urge to reach up and pull his face to mine, and instead whispered back.

"The texts are about you and me," I said urgently.

A second of understanding.

A second of panic.

And then Jasper was on his feet, pulling Tyler off of Jessica as he tried to get her cell phone.

"That's enough guys," Jasper laughed forcibly. "Let's rewind the movie a little." Jessica pushed against Tyler again and eyed me before pulling out her cell phone and pressing a few buttons. Hopefully deleting the evidence. I pulled mine out as well, and while Jasper rewound the movie, I deleted Jessica's text. I read the one I had sent one more time.

'Hopefully, by the end of the 3 wks I'll have more than a 'piece' of that Jazz ass!'

I shook my head and pressed delete. My phone beeped again, and I opened the text.

'Deleted!'

I breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Jessica. In a way, I was glad she knew. The idea of keeping this completely quiet threatened to drive me as crazy as the thought of staying away from Jasper. Jessica could be my confidant, my go-to girl. After all, keeping everything held inside would make the dam burst, and my secret to flow free.

For some reason, when I woke up the following morning, I felt different. Jasper had followed me home the night before and we sat in my driveway to talk a little. We didn't touch- not even to hold hands. Needless to say, God should be proud, because Jasper looked mighty good sitting in the bed of his truck. We talked about what it would mean to us, being together for the duration of Edward and Alice's absence. We admitted to one another on several occasions that we were attracted to each other, but the main question in my mind was: Would we be able to walk away after those weeks were done? Could we taper down those feelings of attraction? Jasper claimed that it shouldn't be a problem. After all- he was in love with Alice and I was in love with Edward.

We laid out ground rules- under no circumstances were we to have sex. We wanted to loose our virginity to our actual significant others. But other than that… the next two and a half weeks were open territory. An experiment of sorts.

I sat in my bed that morning and looked back on the kiss Jasper and I had shared when I finally said good night to him. It was innocent. Full of promises and anticipation on what was to come.

I still felt the tingling sensation below the belt at the thought of his slow kiss, his tongue caressing mine…

"Bella?" I was pulled out of my vision rather quickly by my mother's voice, and I turned my flushed face to see her peeking into my room.

"Morning," I choked out. My mom smiled, the gesture not fully reaching her eyes.

"You better start getting ready," she whispered. "You don't want to be late for work." I sat up further, eyeing her curiously.

"Thanks… you okay? You seem upset." My mom just shook her head and plastered another smile on her lips.

"Everything's fine. Get a move on." And then she was gone. The main thing vibrating in my mind was the psychology class I took last year as an elective. I had asked if she was okay, and she unconsciously told me that something was wrong. I sighed and forced myself to get ready for work. On my way out to my car, I sent a text to Edward, telling him I missed him and that I hoped he was having fun. I pushed away the guilt that threatened to bubble to the surface, but remembered what Jasper had said last.

"Don't be letting that guilt take over. If you're feeling guilty, you're regretting. So, if you start to regret, you need to say something to me. We'll stop immediately."

Yeah. I wasn't ready to stop. We'd just begun.

I sent a text to Jasper then; short and sweet (maybe a little pointless).

'3'

I slipped my phone into my pocket and climbed behind the wheel of my car. I made it to work in less time than normal, probably because I was signing along to the newest P!nk song. Me + music = speed demon.

I pulled into the parking lot and slammed on my brakes. There, in the parking spot that I had claimed as my own, was Jasper's truck. My heart skipped, and I pulled in next to it. He wasn't sitting in the cab, so I made my way inside almost hesitantly.

And there he was- sitting behind the service counter- in my chair, talking to Emmett.

"Bell!" Emmett's loud voice made me jump, and I forced back the glare that had threatened to surface just for him.

"Good morning," I said with a raised eyebrow. Jasper smiled at me and nodded at Emmett as the oaf made his way around the counter and patted the top of my head. I swayed under the force of the gesture, reaching my arms out to steady myself.

"Good to see ya Bell," he chuckled. I watched as he disappeared into the garage.

"I'm not a musical instrument," I mumbled. I sighed and turned to Jasper. "What are you up to? Why are you here?" Jasper just stood and walked around the counter just as Emmett had. He looked over to the glass between the office and Emmett, and when he seemed satisfied at what he saw, he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine.

"Good morning Bell," he grinned. I glared at the mocking tone as he said the name and glanced to make sure my boss was still occupado.

"Drop the nickname before I go South Philly on your ass," I threatened. He laughed and took my bag off my shoulder. He stepped back around the counter and set it on the ground between two chairs. I stared at the new chair in surprise until Jasper noticed.

"I'm spending the day here," he explained. "That is, if it's okay with you." I looked shocked, I knew this. Didn't even have the chance to hide it.

"Yeah," I found myself saying, "it's fine with me. I just don't know if Em and Rose will allow it." Jasper gently pushed me into my chair as he sat down in the new one.

"Who do you think brought me the extra chair?" I laughed and glanced back out into the garage and saw that Rose was standing with Emmett under a lift. They were pointing to the rear of the car, deep in discussion about something. Neither of them seemed concerned that I had a friend with me at my desk.

"Seems you may be correct!" Jasper laughed at me and we settled back in our chairs.

"So you're going to stay here all day?" Jasper nodded. I rolled my eyes. "There's just enough stuff to do for one person, what makes you think there will be enough for two?" Jasper just shrugged and pointed to the ground. There was another bag that I hadn't noticed before.

"We're going to plan Alice and Edward's surprise birthday party."

"And what's in there? A piñata?" Jasper chuckled and shook his head.

"No. Laptop, my CDs, and some book my mom gave me about decorations. Apparently you and I do not carry the creativity genes needed to set up a party on the 'Cullen level', as my sweet mother put it. So we need some book she got at Barnes & Noble to show us how." First thought in my head? Where the hell is there a Barnes & Noble? But I kept the thought to myself and just shook my head. What the hell had we gotten ourselves into?

"You know," I smiled coyly, "it's not too late to back out. We haven't told anyone about it, we haven't made any real plans… we could so pretend this idea hadn't formulated in our demented minds."

"Nope!" Jasper shook his head and his blonde curls moved almost gracefully around him. He really did need a haircut. "I told my mother about it, which is almost as bad as telling Alice herself. Because if we back out now, down the road my innocent mother will open her big mouth and say something. And then Alice will continue to berate us with questions like 'Why didn't you go through with the party?' It's actually easier to go through with planning the damn thing." I silently cursed myself. Why'd I have to come up with the damn idea anyway?

"I hate parties," I offered. Jasper sighed.

"Me too." I dismissed myself for a second and made my way out to the garage to talk to Rose and Emmett. They both greeted me with smiles as I asked about their new project with the guy in Port Angeles. Things looked promising, and apparently the guy was rolling in dough… and liked the fact that his mechanic was five foot ten and had big boobs.

"Are you guys sure you're okay with Jasper being here? I don't want to overstep my boundaries." My bottom lip found its way in between my teeth as I silently hoped that they didn't make him leave. I'd been thinking about Jasper since the night before and I wanted to try out the 'sneaky' portion of this new relationship. What better way to test it than to fool around at work.

"Abso-freakin-lutely," Rosalie responded, giving me a genuine smile. I laughed and nodded.

"I promise I'll finish my work, and I won't slack," I offered. "There's a shipment coming in this afternoon for tires, so I'll be doing billing and cleaning until then." I swallowed thickly as Rose and Emmett looked down at me from their position under the lift.

"Dude…" Emmett seemed in awe. "She's like… a good employee." Rose rolled her eyes and smacked his arm.

"No shit," she deadpanned. I laughed and glanced behind me through the window at Jasper. He was staring out at us with a smirk on his face, and I wanted nothing more than to flick him between the eyes.

"Bella." I turned to Emmett and my eyebrows rose. "Don't be stressed out about having Jasper here. Hell, you're allowed to read when there's nothing to do, it's the same thing. As long as everything gets done, it's not a big deal. Relax. Have fun hangin' wit your boy." If my eyebrows could have disappeared into my hairline, they would have. Hangin' wit your boy?

"I'm going to pretend that you're not trying to be a teenager and get back to work," I laughed. Emmett looked thoroughly confused as he looked at Rose.

"What? I'm down with the lingo and the way kids are these days." I walked away to the sound of another smack. They were the coolest bosses ever.

The office itself was quiet when the door leading to the garage was closed, and I sighed as I sat back in my chair.

"I'm just going to be doing a few things while we talk, but other than that, we're good." Jasper smile and nodded. His eyes were sparkling and he watched as I booted up the computer and took out the binder I kept all the billing in. Every week I sent out statements to different people, basically telling them to pay up. Last thing they wanted to happen was Emmett to show up at their door and beat their dollars out of them.

I clicked a few buttons on the computer and brought up the internet. I liked to play the radio while I worked, and Pandora Radio was the best for me. I chose my station and smiled as a Daughtry song sounded through the speakers. Humming along, I turned back to the computer and froze. From the corner of my eye I could see that Jasper hadn't moved and was staring at me. Turning slowly, I felt my heart stutter. He wasn't just staring. He was studying.

"What's up?" I whispered. He leaned forward in his chair and stopped a foot from me.

"You are too beautiful for words." The words flowed so easily from his lips and I gasped softly. His tongue darted out and wet his lips, and I gripped the pen in my hand just a little bit harder.

"Jasper… I'm at work." The words were lost on my mouth as he closed the distance and pressed his lips to mine. My eyes closed out of instinct and I automatically parted them when I felt his tongue trace a pattern on my lips. We fought for dominance as his tongue glided along mine, and I moaned softly. Without warning, he pulled back. Without that warning, though, I lost my balance and fell forward a little.

"Oomph!" I moaned, my knee hitting the desk. I winced and set my forehead on the wood, massaging the sore spot.

"Shit! Are you okay?" Jasper's hands were on me, but I heard the door to the shop open and pushed him off. Looking up, I saw my dad walking in with a smile on his face. Shit. We had been so close.

"Dad! What… what are you doing here?" I ran my hand through my hair and hope to God that I didn't look as flustered as I felt.

"Hey sweetie," he looked at Jasper and nodded. "Jasper."

"Hi Chief Swan, pleasure to see you." I rolled my eyes, knowing he must be nervous because he never spoke to my dad that way. It was always 'man' and 'dude' and 'your highness'. You know, jokes.

"I'm here to get the oil changed on my cruiser. It's a little early, but Parks is going to be on vacation for two weeks, so I don't know when I'll get the chance."

"Yeah, sure. Let me just grab Emmett for you." I stood and sidestepped Jasper to walk into the garage. I opened the door and glanced back, noticing that my dad was watching Jasper with a stink eye. Had he seen us? Is that why Jasper pulled away?

"Bella?" I snapped to attention and looked out to see Em staring at me. It took a second, but I remembered why I had walked out there.

"Hey, my dad is here. Wants an oil change on his cruiser. Do you have time?" Emmett's grin was blinding and he tossed a wrench onto a tool chest before wiping his hands on his jeans.

"I always have time for Papa Swan!" I groaned, knowing he was going to embarrass me. He pushed past and I followed closely behind.

"Ah, Chief Swan! I thought I smelled bacon!" I froze. Only way to put it. I completely froze, all air leaving my lungs, and I saw that Jasper did the same. We were staring wide eyed in horror as we waited for my father to reach for his gun. Waited for him to put the barrel of his gun under Emmett's chin and threaten him.

Instead… laughter.

"Emmett, son, it's good to see you. I was hoping that you took that foot off the pedal." They exchanged a manly hug and started making small talk on the oil change.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. What the hell just happened?" I was baffled, waiting for an explanation of some sort. Em rolled his eyes and put his hand on my father's shoulder.

"Your dad and I go way back. Way, way back."

"Yep. All twelve traffic stops and all," my dad laughed.

"Twelve?" Jasper and I gasped. Emmett chuckled good heartedly and shrugged.

"And each and every one of them was a mistake, right Chief?" My dad just rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"You keep telling yourself that." They continued to banter back and forth, and before I knew it, Emmett was under the police cruiser and finishing an oil change. Jasper and I sat in silence behind my desk, me reaching over every now and then to play with his fingers, and him reaching over to trace patterns on my jean covered thigh. When Charlie left the store with a wave, I sighed in relief.

"Is it bad that I wanted to jump on you, even the entire time your dad was here?" I blushed at Jasper's words and shook my head.

"Okay, Casanova. Get back to work."

I finished up the billing that I had to do, while Jasper worked on the guest list for the party. I watched him write name after name until I finally put my hand in front of the pen.

"We're just going to end up inviting the entire class, aren't we?" He sighed and nodded, pushing his hair out of his eyes.

"Probably. But I kind of wanted to do each invitation to have the persons name, ya know? That way it's personalized. I saw it in one of the books my mom showed me."

"Okay, Martha Stewart." I dodged a flying pen and smacked Jasper on the arm. We spent the next hour or so planning the party before I felt like I wanted to pull my hair out.

"I'm done. I'm done, I'm done, I'm done." I leaned back in my chair and felt the back dip, causing my feel to flail out. A small scream came out of my lips, but I could see Jasper's hand dart out and pull me to a stop.

"Okay, we'll stop for right now. No need to commit suicide." Ha. That's all I wanted to say. But right at that moment, Jasper was leaning down a little, his face just inches from my own. I could hear the noises from the impact gun coming from the garage, so I knew that they were busy. No customers, no bosses.

My face flushed and I reached up to pull Jasper down. He knew exactly what I wanted to do, and met me half way without any complaints. I moaned as warmth met warmth, and tongue met tongue. My hands found their way to his hair, and I noticed right away that his hair was even silkier than it normally was. Each curl felt like velvet, and I tightened my grip a little to emit a groan from him.

Jasper bit down on my lower lip and my breath hitched in my throat.

"You taste so good…" Jasper's words echoed in my head and I moaned loudly.

And then I heard the door leading to the garage open. Jasper let go of me faster than I thought possible, and my chair, which was still at an incline, went tumbling to the ground.

"Fuck!" I shouted. Jasper echoed my exclamation and reached for me. I lay sprawled across the floor, looking up at the ceiling in pain. Jasper's face appeared in my line of view, followed by Rosalie's.

"Bella! Are you okay?" I groaned, and accepted Rose's outstretched hand. Once I was on my own two feet, I glared at Jasper.

"Thanks, friend." The silence between the three of us was suddenly deafening, and I took deep breaths to calm myself down. I wasn't stupid. Rose had seen us. There was an angry look marring her beautiful face, and I could barely breathe. Would I get fired? Would she tell Edward? My dad?

"Rose, can I talk to you for a second?" My voice was wavering, weak and quiet.

"I was hoping you were going to say that," she snapped. I glanced at Jasper, silently telling him to stay the fuck there. His face was pale, and he shuffled in his spot. Rose and I headed out to the garage where Emmett was changing out tires on a large truck. The stereo system was blaring "Porn Star Dancing", and Emmett was giving what normally would be a comical performance. Now, it was a great cover-up for the conversation Rosalie and I were about to have.

"Care to explain what the hell I just walked in on?" I flinched and stepped back, not letting myself look behind me through the plexi-glass window at Jasper.

"Um… we, we were just… um…" She held up her hand and smirked.

"Never mind, don't try and weasel your way out of this," she said moderately loudly, trying to be heard over Emmett's out of tune singing. "I can't believe you would do that to Edward. I can't believe he would do that to his girlfriend!" I didn't say anything, knowing that any words coming out of my mouth now would sound like gibberish. Rosalie's eyes were cool and calculating, staring me down as her mind surely cranked out different thoughts.

"Are you leaving Edward?" I breathed out steadily and shook my head.

"No, I'm not. Edward and I are still very much together." Rose's head tilted to the side in question.

"Then what are you and Jasper doing in there?" Closing my eyes, I thought about my options. Of course I didn't want too many people knowing about what Jasper and I were doing, but there was no way Rose would let me go without some kind of repercussion.

"We're spending the next three weeks together," I whispered loud enough for her to hear me. The radio went silent, and I opened my eyes. Rose was staring at me in shock and I glanced at Emmett to see him staring at us in question. When the next song began to play, I sent him a reassuring smile. He nodded and got back to bolting a tire back onto a car.

"You're… you're doing what?" Deep breath, Bella. Deep breath.

"The next three weeks. Well, a little less than. While our significant others are out of town, we're visiting the dark side and allowing ourselves to be together."

"And when they get back?" Rose shouted. I made a motion for her to quiet down and sighed.

"When they get back, we act like nothing ever happened. We go back to the way things were, and never bring it up again." My voice came out strong and steady, surprising me.

"Why?" Huh?

"What do you mean, why?" Rosalie lightly grabbed my arm and brought me closer.

"Why are you guys doing this? The risks involved… Bella, you're going to get hurt." I shook my head and smiled.

"No, I'm not. We're not. We talked about it, we discussed it, and we know the limitations and the rules. We find each other very attractive, and want to act on it while we can. We don't plan on leaving Edward and Alice, and when they get back it'll be fine. We just want to live a little before it's too late." I took the chance and glanced to my left and saw Jasper practically pressed against the plexi glass as he watched us. Rosalie watched me and then looked over at Jasper.

"Kids, let me tell you." I breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward, catching her eye.

"You're not going to say anything, are you?" Rose searched my face and shook her head after a moment.

"No, I won't say anything. But you can't be doing things like this in my shop. Keep it rated G." I couldn't help myself- I hugged her, grinning from ear to ear.

"Thank you, so much."

"Uh uh, don't make me a part of this," Rose reprimanded. "Yes I know, but if it all goes wrong, don't come crying back to me. I don't want anyone to get hurt, but I'm not your mother. I'm not going to dictate what you do with your life. Besides, I was young once. About two percent of me understands." I nodded and retreated, making my way back into the office. Jasper was practically on top of me once I was through the door.

"She's going to tell someone isn't she? Is she going to fire you? I'm so sorry, Bella!" I placed my hand over his mouth and shook my head.

"No, she's not going to say anything, and I'm not fired." Jasper visibly relaxed, and I watched his shoulders dip in relief. "We just can't be doing anything like this in here again, ya know?" He nodded and cast a smile towards the garage, and I knew Rosalie was watching.

"Oh, your phone was ringing, and beeping," Jasper mentioned. I walked around the desk and picked my phone up, seeing that I had three missed calls from Edward, as well as a text asking if I was at work.

"It's Edward, I better call him back." I pressed send and brought the phone to my ear as I watched Jasper. Only then did I realize how uncomfortable this phone call was going to be with me standing two feet from the guy I had been making out with only minutes before.

Like I said: dirty, dirty whore.

"Bella?" Edward's voice was laced with worry, and I ran my hand through my hair.

"Hey, sorry I didn't answer before. I was in a meeting with Rose." I could hear noise in Edward's background, as well as Alice's high pitched laugh. "You guys sound like you're having fun."

"Yeah, we are," Edward said. I could hear the hint of a smile in his voice. "How's work going?" I glanced at Jasper again before leaning on my desk.

"Slow, but Jasper is here to hang, so it's okay."

"Excuse me?" I flinched at the anger I heard in Edward's voice, and thought back to his opposition to me spending so much time with Jasper. I just didn't understand. It was their idea for us to get close while they were gone in the first place.

"Don't start with me, Edward. Not right now. Jasper is keeping me company, which I appreciate, because my job can be very boring at times. If you don't like it, you can hang up right this second." I was proud of myself for standing up to him. Especially about this. But the smirk on my face dropped when I heard the distinct sound of a disconnected phone call.

"Shit," I whispered, pulling the phone away from my ear.

"What was that about?" I looked up at Jasper and shrugged.

"I don't know. Edward and Alice were so gung-ho about you and I spending time together, but when we actually start to, Edward has a problem with it. He can't seem to wrap his mind around his own fucking idea or something." Jasper sat on the desk next to me and reached for my phone. He placed it on the surface behind us and grasped my hand.

"Like I said before, if you doubt this for a second, we can stop. We don't have to spend as much time together, and I'm sure that will make Edward happy. Although, I'm not sure what his problem is. It's not like he knows what is going on or anything." He laughed and I pulled my hand away to smack him.

"Hardy-har-har. You're so funny." I sighed and shook my head. "No, I don't doubt this. Edward will get over it, and until he comes back from his little vacation, he'll stay the same I'm sure. Have you talked to Alice?" Jasper nodded.

"Yeah we talk all the time. She's thrilled that you and I are becoming closer. I think Edward's just being insecure or something. I've never seen him like this, and he's my best friend."

Jasper and I chatted for a bit longer, and before I knew it, the day had flown by.

"It's five o'clock somewhere!" Emmett shouted while closing up the garage. I snickered, throwing my stuff into my bag.

"Yeah, here." He just stuck his tongue out at me and shut the lights off.

"I'm coming to your house for dinner," Jasper said. I cocked an eyebrow at him and laughed.

"Really now? I don't remember inviting you." Jasper opened his eyes wide and stuck out his lower lip, pulling off the perfect pouty face. I rolled my eyes and left the shop, listening as his footsteps followed.

"Whatever, J." We bid farewell to Rose and Emmett, and Jasper and I got into our respective vehicles, making our way back to my house. I noticed that my mother's car was not there, but my dad's cruiser was.

"Odd," I muttered. I winked at Jasper as we made our way in, dodging his hand as he reached for my behind.

"Dad!" I called, as I entered the house. I turned into the kitchen and right into a wall. "Oomph!" Hands reached out and steadied me, and I looked up to my father's face.

"You bellowed?" he smiled. I noticed though, that his smile didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Jasper invited himself for dinner, so I figure I'd make up some steaks and potatoes. Where's mom?" There. His eyes. Something was wrong.

"Um, your mom is out with her friends," he pointed to a piece of paper on the table and I saw that my mother had left a note saying just that- she was out with friends.

"Okay," I muttered. I plastered a smile on my face and directed it at my dad. "Well, I can make dinner for us three, how does that sound?" All negative looks in my dad's eyes disappeared and he smiled.

"Steak sounds great, Bells. After dinner I have to get a couple hours of sleep in though. I have to cover Barron, he's sick or something."

"Okay, well until then, get your butt into the living room and relax. J and I will take care of dinner." My dad nodded and glanced at Jasper with a stink eye.

"You better wash your hands, son, before you touch my food." I laughed loudly as Jasper chuckled.

"Yes, your highness, absolutely." Jasper and I got to work on peeling potatoes as the steaks marinated. We chatted about the birthday party, making plans for invitations to be sent out that week.

"I want to spend the night tonight," Jasper whispered out of nowhere. I dropped the potato I was holding, looking around to see if my dad was within ear shot.

"Okay," I responded, "what are you going to tell your parents?" He smiled, chopping a potato into cubes and throwing the pieces into the pot of boiling water.

"The truth." Huh. What a concept.

"Okay," I repeated. "Should I be telling my parents the truth as well?" He shrugged, not stopping in his peeling.

"If you want. But there's no point in lying I suppose." It's not like he hadn't spent the night before, vice versa. Over the past few days that's all we'd done, spend the night with each other. Our parents probably thought we just needed the company, with the Cullen's gone.

"That works for me," I smiled. Dinner was ready within forty minutes, and when we sat down to eat I nudged my dad with my elbow.

"Hey, is it okay if Jasper spends the night tonight? We're planning a surprise party for Edward and Alice, and need to work on the invitations." My dad paused, a piece of steak hanging from his fork just inches away from his mouth. His eyes darted between me and Jasper, but I didn't dare look at J in case we looked suspicious. My dad's mustache twitched, and he eventually stuck that piece into his mouth. He nodded, adding mashed potatoes into the mix.

"Yeah it's fine. But if he sleeps in your room, he sleeps on the floor. Or downstairs. Whatever." Mental fist pump.

"Thanks dad," I said calmly. Dinner continued with light conversation, and before I knew it, my father was lying down on the couch, eyes closed. Jasper and I cleaned the kitchen, sending each other sly looks at what we were planning to do that night. My stomach was alive with butterflies, and I wondered how long it was going to be until my mother got home.

"How obvious are we?" Jasper laughed. I laughed with him, and before I could say anything, I could hear snoring coming from the living room.

"And then there were two," I whispered, pushing Jasper against the counter with ease. I pressed into him and sighed. He felt so good against me, so smooth and muscular under my fingers.

"We can't do this here," Jasper muttered into my ear. His hands slid behind me and cupped my behind, pressing me further against his chest. He was right, now was not the time. Not with my gun yielding father ten feet away.

"Tonight," I said. "When my dad's gone. Tonight." Jasper nodded, kissing me lightly on my temple. I sighed and pushed away from temptation. Even those few hours were going to be hard.


*applause* You see where this is leading... which means there's going to be frisky motions in the next chapter. As for updating schedule... I have another story up right now, called Heart of Evil - a Bella/Edward Mystery Suspense story, and I update this story on Mondays and Fridays. So, for UA I'm thinking Sunday's and Wednesday's? It seems good, so if that works out then yay!

Remember, Review. I don't deserve it because I sucked with updating, but I beg regardless.