A/N: Again, I'm sorry for the very late update. I was redecorating my room and I've been working so I've been super busy.

This chapter is only short because I wanted to do one with Jasper's point of view of their first kiss. I will try to make the next chapter longer and much better. I promise. :)

Jasper's POV

Alice and Edward have been out of the picture for a while now. Thank god for that. I wished that Alice had signed the damn divorce papers before she left. Unfortunately for me she decided to bolt before that with Edward in tow.

At least I could focus on getting my life back on track and be who I really am, instead of who Alice wanted me to be. In the past couple weeks Bella and I have been pretty much inseparable. Whether it's just hanging out at one of our houses or going to the movies we have seen each other every day.

I parked my car in her driveway knowing she would be home from school. I could smell her sweet scent and hear her heart beat from where I was sitting in my car. It was the most beautiful sound that had ever graced my ears in all my lifetime.

I made my way to her front door and knocked loudly several times to gain her attention. I could hear her heartbeat getting louder the closer she got to the door. Music to my ears.

I couldn't help but stare at the beauty that stood before me. Even in her casual clothes without make up she still looked stunningly breath taking. A complete angel.

Get a grip, Whitlock. She's Bella. Your friend, Bella. Just your FRIEND, Bella. I thought to myself.

I leaned against the doorframe patiently waiting for her to stop staring and let me in. I couldn't help the amused grin that appeared on my face as she realised she was staring and turned to scurry up the stairs.

We spent some time hanging out in Bella's room, listening to music and talking about all sorts of random things. That was until the inevitable topic of conversation came up. Edward and Alice. I felt her disappointment and surprise when I told her I was still married. That confused me a little. I get the surprise maybe but I didn't understand where the disappointment was coming from. Maybe she thought that I might deep down still want to be married to that evil little pixie.

I tried to console her best I could. I wanted her to know that I didn't want to be with my wife anymore. I needed her to know.

I could feel the curiosity when she questioned me about post divorced life. I also couldn't help but notice her subconsciously lean in closer to me. Her hair was over one of her shoulders, leaving her neck exposed. I could hear her blood pumping through her veins but that wasn't what was truly calling to me. As she had moved closer her scent became overwhelming, which caused the major to stand to attention. I couldn't help but grin and flirt with her.

When we were finally an inch apart from each other, I couldn't take it anymore. I had to taste her lips. Before she had a chance to blink I pressed my lips to hers. They were soft and warm as I gently moved my lips with hers. I knew I should be careful with her but I couldn't stop myself from pulling her against my body, leaving no space between us.

The moment she allowed my tongue in her mouth I couldn't control myself. I kissed her harder that I was before and I had her lay on her back before she knew it. God I was in heaven. Once she started moaning, I couldn't even try to stop myself from running my hand up the outside of her thigh, getting to her ass cheek and giving it a little squeeze.

I started kissing along her neck so she could breath, although I don't think it helped her breathing that much. I could hear her panting and moaning still and I couldn't help but chuckle. I loved that I could make her react this way. It turned me on even more knowing that I was probably the only guy who has made her moan.

My dick got unbelievably hard at that thought. I could feel her conflict and guilt but I didn't want to end our hot make out session. I did end it though, as soon as I heard the word stop.

I was unable to block the feeling of rejection after that. As though she had felt what I was feeling, she quickly let me know that wasn't what she was doing. She started to explain how she felt it was wrong because I was still married, which soon turned into her babbling. It was so adorable to watch but I couldn't fight the strong urge to stop her by kissing her. The urge won.

Once the sweet kiss ended, I pulled back but she remained in the same position with her eyes closed. She looked utterly beautiful at that moment; I was unable to look away. She finally opened her eyes that locked with mine.

"I understand completely. I'm not gonna force or rush you into anything. Besides, we have all the time in the world. I think we can wait a little longer until I'm divorced, right?" I reasoned with her. "Now how about we go get you something to eat?"