A/N: I AM SOOOOOOOO SORRY ABOUT NOT UPDATING FOR MONTHS! I have just had so much going on, but finals are monday and tuesday so once those are over with, i will update more often, PROMISE! anyways, I hope you all enjoy this chapter. however, i do know there are MUILTIPLE errors in it. I have not sent it to a beta b/c I lost contact with mine. SOO, when i find someone to beta it for me, I will have them fix the errors i cannot find. until then, deal. lol
As I drove through Forks, WA, I continue to ponder over the fact that now I am the assistant to a GORGEOUS man. But I cannot remember where the hell I know his name from.
I see a Starbucks up ahead and instantly start craving a White Chocolate Mocha Espresso. Driving into the parking lot, I remember that the fabulous coffee shop has wi-fi. 'Hey, maybe if I GOOGLE his name, I can find a clue to where I know his name from.' so I grab my Macbook and head inside.
After I have my Espresso in hand, I sit at a table and open up my pc. While opening up Safari, I see out of the corner of my eye, a cute guy walking in. So, as usual, I look up to check him out.
My jaw drops in astonishment when I see how perfect his ass is! I start cruising him from nice hair, to fuck-able ass, to flip-flopped shoes. He receives his drink and looks over at me, and that's when I see it. He has a beard! Some guys like that but NOT ME! I quickly avert my eyes to my laptop and type in 'Jasper Whitlock' into GOOGLE. Clicking onto his Myspace page, I begin reading his about me.
Aloha! I'm Jasper Whitlock and I am 19 years young. I auditioned for Project Runway a few years ago but never got in. L However, after that I took a chance and opened my own clothing line with the help of my sister, Rosalie Hale. (LOVE YOU SIS!) Designing clothes is my life and I have no fucking clue what I would have done if my line hadn't taken off. I love the rain. Have ever since I was a kid. For some reason it makes everything feel alright. (That's why I live in the wettest place in the continental US) oh and yes, I'm gay. If you don't like it, go to hell.
That is where I know his name from! Whitlock & Hale Designs! It's one of my favorite clothing lines, but 'daddy' said that I couldn't pay more than $350 for a shirt and $400 for a pair of jeans so I couldn't get them. Plus some of them are a little risky, even for me.
I look at the clock and realize that I have just enough time to get something to eat and head up to Jasper's place without being in a rush. I close my laptop, grab the rest of my espresso and head out to my Lamborghini.
Remembering that I still have $300, I decide to treat myself to some shrimp. Seeing a seafood restaurant, I pull into the lot. I hide my laptop in the glove box, lock it, and make sure I have my cash and my fake ID.
After I am seated, I order a Tokyo Iced Tea, and, of course, my waiter-blonde hair down to the bottom of his ears on the side and down to the bottom of his neck in the back, bangs brushed perfectly out of his blue eyes-cards me, and then gives me a sexy I-wanna-fuck-you grin. I return the followed by him saying he will be back shortly with my drink and to take my order.
After I finished the Shrimp Cocktail, the waiter comes by, with that same grin, and asks "Sir, may I get you some desert?"
"Why, yes, yes you may," I reply giving him my world famous smirk and on obvious cruising.
"Well that's not on the menu, but it will be in the bathroom in about two minutes if you want some of it." he replies slightly cocky.
"Fabulous but bring me my check first, kay?"
"Oh, I almost forgot, here it is." He handed me the check and it wasn't to bad. Only $25. I pay him and he walks off. I finish my drink and head to the men's room. Once inside, I head directly to the last stall.
I barely push on it and it opens, reveling him with a condom peeking out the top of his pants. Immediately, I close the door and lock it. He rushes over to me, trailing kisses from my lips, to my neck, as he grabs my cock outside my jeans. I pull his head up to face my, and shove my tongue down his throat causing him to moan in pleasure and grind his cock against mine.
Turning him so his frontal is against the wall, I yank his pants down just below his ass and grab the condom. After maneuvering my pants past my dick, I slide the condom on, and thrust into him making him moan in pain and pleasure. I reach my hand around him and grab his cock. Soon enough, there is a rhythm going.
"Oh, GOD! Right there! Deeper, deeper!" the waiter moans in ecstasy. I do as commanded and thrust deeper and faster into his perfectly round ass. His cock starts to twitch and I can feel my balls tighten as we are both about to come.
"Oh, EDWARD!, I gonna…going to…ugh!" screams the waiter as he comes all over my hand and the wall. His ass tightens as he comes and I pull my cock out, take the condom off, and come all over his ass. Staying there and almost pressing him between me on the wall, I breathe deeply. Throwing the condom away, I hand him some toilet paper so he can get cleaned up, then I head out the door telling him to wait a little bit before he leaves.
As I get into my car, I turn on the navigation and have it set from my current locations to Jasper's home. I see that it is going to take about 30 minutes which will mean I will still get there when I wanted too.
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The GPS says that I need to turn on the next left, and I don't even see it until I almost pass it because it is hidden by the trees. The road starts off in the smooth pavement, thank god because gravel and rough pavement is murder on my car. I drive down it for about two miles, until I come to a black metal gate that had the letters J and W made into them. There is a security shack on the other side of the gate, so I get out and he points down to a button below a speaker on a post outside the gate. He speaks through it and says, "Hello, sir. What is your name and business here?"
Pushing in the button, I say, "I am Edward Cullen, and I am here to be Mr. Whitlock's new assistant." Mr. Whitlock? Wow, guess I should get use to that.
"Aw, yes. Jasper told me about you. Come on in." Jasper? Maybe I won't have to get use to calling him Mr. Whitlock. As he opens the gate, I climb back into the car and drive forward for roughly another mile before I see it. I step out of my car to get a better look at it.
It is the fanciest house (scratch that) mansion I have ever seen! The eloquent paved driveway goes almost to the steps, circling around a water fountain that was roughly 7ft high and 8 ft in diameter. The steps for the main building, although there are only 5 of them, are made of pure marble. On top of the staircase, which is sort of curved because the main building to the house is, has columns made of marble and black onyx reaching up to the bottom of what appears to be the forth floor and hold up a magnificent balcony which a marble floor and black onyx rails. The door to the main building appears to be made of black onyx also. I look over at the whole building and see that the walls are white with black shutters and black surrounding each window. The building had to have at least ten rooms on each floor, just from looking at the front.
The north and south wings are colored the same. They have no staircase, however, and they are only three stories tall, but the top of them has black guard rails, giving it the idea that it is used as a balcony also. They are not as big as the main building and are not directly in front with the main building. They have about 8 rooms I would say, on each floor.
"Edward?"
"JESUS, MARY, AND FUCKING JOSEPH!" I say as I jolt three feet, turning to where I heard the someone call my name. I see it is Jasper and say, "Oh, sorry Mr. Whitlock. I was just admiring your lovely manor and didn't see you," As I said that I realized that all he was wearing was a bathing suit with a towel around his neck.
"It's quite alright, Edward. And please, call me Jasper," he said and I must have been noticeably gawking at his perfect abs and chiseled, hairless chest because he said, "I just got out of the Jacuzzi around back. My butler, Marco, said you were here so I thought I would come meet you at the door. Guess I should have thrown on some clothes first though…"
He starts to frown and looks down so I interject by saying, "NO! I mean…its ok. I don't mind you being shirtless…" Then I blush and look down but cover it up by saying, "Um, where do I park my car?"
"Oh, I will have my valet get that for you. Here, this will buzz him and he will be here ASAP anytime you hit it," Jasper says as he tosses me a little button with a clip.
"Oh, okay." I push it and within 20 seconds he is here asking for my keys. I tell him they are in the ignition. And he hops in, swerving around Jasper and I, then driving off to behind the manor. "Um, here you go," I say as I hand him back the button.
"Keep it. You can use it for whenever you come back to the manor. Now, come inside and let me show you around."
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The Next Day
After he walked me around the entire manor, I swear I think I lost ten lbs. It was amazing though. He has an underground pool that is all but 20 feet from reaching the end of the house. The Jacuzzis are magnificent. They appear to over flow and the water runs into the pool but the actually have slits about two inches below the rim of the pool water runs up inside the hot tub and out the slit. He explained to me because I was wondering why the pool was cold with Jacuzzi water running into it.
The main house is amazing. You walk through the front door and have two grand stair cases next to you which lead to the forth floor (The whole building has only two stories, the first one is three times a normal and the forth one is normal size), you are also walking Into the ball room, which takes up the majority of the floor. In the back of the room, there are two doors. The left door leads to the kitchen, which is gargantuan with black stainless steel appliances and granite counter tops. Through the right door is the colossal dining room. The table can seat twenty people at once. Oh, since the entire back wall is glass, you can see the sun set at dinner.
The top floor is Jasper's study, bedroom and personal bathroom, my bedroom and bathroom, and his closet. Yes, his closet is so big it needs its own room (Which I am welcome to as long as I ask him before I wear the clothes), but is still connected to his bedroom. My bedroom is normal size. My closet is big enough that I put a medium sized couch in it.
The north wing is only used as bedrooms for the maids, gardeners, and etcetera. The south wing is used as the workout area, the sauna, lounge, and a bar (otherwise known as the party area).
After I unpack my things, I go down to the kitchen to fix me a sandwich. When I get up to put the plate in the dishwasher, someone sneaks up behind me and goes, "BOO!"
"FUCK!" then I realize that it is Jasper and say, "Oh sorry for the language, Jasper. I didn't know it was you."
"Oh, Its okay! Like I care about language. Just watch it around clients." He says as he laughs so hard he grabs his sides.
"O..okay." I say with a little smirk. "You know, it wasn't all that funny…" I say with grin.
"YES! IT! WAS!" he says still laughing. "Your face was hysterical!"
"Yeah, maybe your right. It was a little funny."
"Hey, why don't you come with me to the Jacuzzi? I want to get to know you better."
"Okay, only one problem. I don't have a bathing suit."
"That's okay. I figured that, so I had Marco get you one and put it in your top drawer, second first row, of your closet."
"Oh, okay! I'll go change and meet you out there." I say as I walk away. When I am almost out of the room I thought I heard him mutter, "Or you could wear nothing at all…" but I ignored it and just blamed it on my imagination and went on to change.
As soon as I changed I headed down to the Jacuzzi and start to climb in. Jasper was just sitting there, relaxing, with his eyes closed. The moment I get one leg in, his eyes shoot open. I just stand there, not moving, not sure what to do. His face still hasn't changed. What should I do? Then Jasper's face relaxes, and his head rises with a smile on it.
"Please get in, Edward. That position looks most uncomfortable," Jasper says with warmth and I, of course, follow as directed. "So, Edward, how old are you?"
"Twenty-one," I quickly lie. I am not going to lose this just because I am seventeen.
"Yeah…so, how old are you Edward?" He must have suspected that I was lying. What do I do now?
I let out a sigh and say, "Nineteen."
"Edward…don't lie to me…"He says with a small smirk. Which leads me to believe that he is not mad, thank god.
"Okay…" I let out another sigh and say, "I'm seventeen." Great, now he knows. He is probably going to fire me and call the cops saying that he has found a runaway.
"I figured. Do you have a fake ID?"
"Yes."
"Good. You will need it to get into certain places."
"What? You mean you are not going to kick me out on my ass because I am a minor?"
"No! Why in the world would you think I would do that Edward?" Jasper asks confused.
"Well I thought, you would be afraid to house a minor that wasn't your's. That you would be afraid you would get caught and charges would be presses against you, since I am a runaway."
"No, I would never toss you out. And like I am afraid that the cops will come after me! Please, I one of internationals thirty richest men! No one would dare mess with me." he chuckles and then asks me a question that blows me away. "So, Edward, why did you runaway from your home?"
"Wow, um…well…I told my parents that I was gay and"
"Stop right there," Jasper interjects. "Let me guess. They scared you so much that you were afraid that they might kill you?"
"Yeah pretty much. My dad even got the chainsaw when I ran up to my room." I say frowning.
"Wow, that's intense. Listen, how real does you fake ID look?"
"Just real enough to get me in the Clubs and get me some drinks. There is just one thing not correct on it that a cop might see."
"Okay, I have a friend who works at the DMV. She can get you one that will look exactly like a real one. We also need to get you a fake birth certificate and any other fake files that you might need."
"Wow, Jasper. You would do all that for me? Why?"
"Because I was in your position once. I told my parents when I was sixteen and Rosalie, my sister, was 17, and you probably don't want to hear about that…"
"Yes, I do. I mean if you don't care to tell me." I say with as much sympathy as possible.
"Okay, let me restart then. Rosalie knew I was gay. She was the first person I ever told. I told her when I was 15 and she was 16. She immediately accepted me and told me that it might do me some good if I told one or two of my closest friends. That way I could tell them the stuff I didn't want to tell her. I did as she advised and she was right. It did do me some good.
"About a year later, I felt like it was time to tell my parents. Rosalie was at a friends house (actually it was Emmett's house, her boyfriend at the time but now husband) and told me to call her and tell her how it went. Both of use knew how homophobic our parents were. Hell, they even tried to get it punishable by law if a man was caught in bed with another man or if a woman was caught in bed with another woman. I already had my bags packed and put in the car incase I had to make a run for it. Anyways, I had to tell them. And when I did they didn't say anything at first. They just stared at their food. I saw a tear run down my mothers cheek and then my father whispered, 'Get out.' I said what then he flipped the table and screamed it. Next thing I knew I was in my car driving as fast as I could while calling Rosalie and telling her what had happened.
"She told me to come stay with her and Emmett for a few nights. That I could since his parents were gone for the weekend I could. She told me that if I couldn't live there then she wasn't either. It was really sweet but I told her no, that she doesn't need to risk her life just because of me. That she would be eighteen in eleven months and then if she wanted to, we could get an apartment. Until then, I would make it on my own. And I did…barely…and if it hadn't been for Peter and Charlotte…"
"What do you mean, Jasper?" I say scooting closer to show compassion.
"I don't…I don't want to talk about…" Jasper says through a breaking voice. I go to hug him but he interrupts me by saying, "its okay. I'm okay. Now, "he continues wiping a tear that rolled down his cheek. "I am going to get your documents, prepare for a meeting, and arrange for you to meet someone later."
Just then, a beautiful blonde, walks in. She is wearing a hot pink, low V-cut, long sleeve shirt with a light purple and white design on it, with a pair of dark skinny jeans and black 4in heels. Everything fit her perfectly. If I was straight, I would totally hit on her.
"ROSE!" Jasper screamed as he jumped out the Jacuzzi and ran to hug her. I then made the assumption that the blonde must be his sister.
"Ugh, Jasper! You are getting my new outfit wet!" She said with a semi smile that meant she was just joking.
"Oh, sorry sis. I thought you weren't suppose to be back until eight! Why are you back so early?"
"Oh, if I'm interrupting I can come back another time…" she says as she turns her back and forth between him and me.
"No, I just meant that I wasn't expecting you until," Then he stops himself when he realizes what she meant. "Oh! No! you thought we were…no. Edward, will you please come over here."
I do as asked, grab a towel and head over to them while drying myself off. Once I am finally over there, Jasper says, "Edward, this is the person I wanted you to meet. This is my divine sister, Rosalie."
"Pleasure to meet you, Rosalie. I am Edward Cullen," I say in a warmly in respect. This person is the my boss's sister. I need to respect her as much as I need to respect Jasper.
"Oh, the pleasure is all mine. It is always lovely to meet boyfriends of Jasper's," Rosalie says and before I can correct her by telling her that I'm his boyfriend, I'm his assistant, she continues, "Not that he has many boyfriends! I'm just saying that it is always lovely to meet the ones that he does have! Jasper, why didn't you tell me that you had a new sexy boyfriend?"
She turns to Jasper for her answer and sooner than I expect he say, "Rose, I didn't tell you I had a new boyfriend because I don't! Edward is my new assistant. Not my boyfriend."
"Oh! I'm sorry. I just assumed since you two were so close together in the Jacuzzi and stuff..." she says to the both of us.
"We were not sitting that close, Rose. Okay, now, I want to know why you are back early." Jasper says with a smile on his face.
"Well, I came back early 'cause I got kicked out of the show…Emmett is still in Paris though. I made him stay so he could deliver the paper work so our designs can be shown in Milan Fashion Week next year!" She screams with joy as her and Jasper screech and hug with joy.
"This is unbelievable! Our first year trying and we get in!" Jasper screams with joy only a gay guy could have.
"I know! I'm SOOO excited! We have to make sure that our designs this then are the best they ever have been!"
"Totally! Edward, did you hear that? We are in!" Jasper says and hugs me tightly and briefly.
"Yes, Whitlock and Hale designs are amazing! You all deserve to get in." I say confidently.
"Thank you." they both say as the joy calms down after a few more screams of enjoyment.
Jasper then looked at his sister, appearing to examine her outfit before saying, "Hey, Rose, do you care if I use you for a moment?"
She looked at her brother as if he had spoke in another language and then said, "What for?"
Jasper leans down and whispers something in her ear. After he leans back up, she shakes her head signaling him a 'yes.' Looking over at me, Jasper says, "What is the only thing wrong with Rosalie's outfit?"
"Seriously?" I say questionable.
"Yes, Edward, I want you to criticize her outfit."
"Okay. Well, she is wearing a purple undershirt that is darker than the purple on her main shirt. Undershirts should always be extremely close, if not exact, to a color of the main shirt if the shirts are trying to be matched. If it is a white main shirt and a red undershirt, that's a different story, but this is not that case."
"Very good, Edward." Jasper speaks, looking at me with much pride; which causes me to blush slightly.
"Yeah, well, today I knew I wouldn't really be going anywhere so I just threw something on," Rosalie says to me, looking slightly ashamed.
"I'm sure you did, Rosalie. I'm also sure that on a regular day, you look nothing shy of fabulous." I say hoping to improve her mood.
"Yeah, well just wanted to let you know I was back Jazzy. Now, I must go and unpack, that way I can be ready for my hubby when he gets home tomorrow…"Rosalie says, her voice getting really sexy as she ends her sentence. "Oh! Jazzy, I got you something!" she runs over to the house and runs back, holding a black glitter box with a shiny red bow on top.
"Oh Rosalie! Just what I always wanted! A shiny box and a pretty bow!" Jasper sarcastically says to his sister who only replies by giving her younger sibling a smug look. Jasper unites the bow and opens the box. He unfolds the paper and looks at the contents in awe. Appearing to be speechless, he pulls out a black wooden frame as a tear comes down his cheek, and he pulls his sister into a tight hug.
"Thank you, Rosalie. Thank you so much!" he says with a tears coming down his face. Jasper doesn't seem like the one who would cry in front of people. He appears like the person who would hold it all in and act like nothing even happened. However, this makes the second time today I have seen tears go past their barriers and down his face.
"I know, Jazzy. I know," is all Rosalie says in response to his sobbing. Jasper straightens back up and wipes his eyes with the hand that isn't holding the box and picture to his chest. Trying to act like he didn't just lose all control of his emotions.
"Oh, Edward, I am sorry. You must be entirely confused. You see, this is my first design ever." he says as he shows me the paper held my the picture frame. It was a GORGOUS dress that is made of black material, most likely silk by the way it looks like it would fit the body; has a low, v-cut neck line; a small, lace bow was sewn at the bottom of the neck line; lace straps that narrow out as they reach the shoulder of which they barely hang on; also, the bottom of it was cut diagonally from the mid-thigh to the ankle. The dress was absolutely beautiful. "I drew this when I was only twelve years old. I has left it at my parents house when I left there, and when I realized it was missing, it was to late, because there was no-way I was going back there." Jasper says to me then turns to Rosalie with a puzzled look in his face. "Which brings up the question, how did you get this?"
"Well," she started off, "I was randomly thinking about a few things and…well…I remembered how you had said that you wish you hadn't left it there, so I drove up by mother and father's home, and luckily, they were not home."
"So, you broke in?"
No, Jasper. I still have my key. I just knew it would come in handy some day. Besides, it wouldn't be breaking in considering these nails can pick any lock." Rosalie says mischievously, holding up one of her manicured nails.
"Well, thank you, again Rose. Words cannot describe what this means to me."
"Your welcome, Jazzy. Now, I must go. Love you very much, bro!" she said giving her taller, younger brother a hug, and a chaste kiss on the cheek, before turning to me.
"Now, since you are his assistant, you assist keeping his head out of his ass," Rosalie says in a joking manner.
"Will do, Rosalie." I say before her departure, leaving me and Jasper alone.
I look at Jasper, whom is still holding his design, and say, "Jasper, it really is a magnificent design."
He looks at me, smiling with pride and says, "Yes, it truly is.." then his phone goes off so he rushes over to the Jacuzzi. "Shit! I totally forgot about that!" he says after looking at his phone, then turns to me. "I have a meeting that I must get to. I'm going to take a quick shower. Will you go and set out my third, from the right, Armani suit, then have Marco tell the valet to get the limo and for it to be ready in front?"
"Will do, sir. Anything else?" I ask as he takes the towel over his entire body, drying it off.
"Yeah, go and start making calls for my sister's birthday party in two weeks. I want it here, main color scheme to be hot pink a little black, and be sure its fabulous. You have full control over everything else other than those three things."
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I step into Jasper's closet, still amazed by the size and amount of clothing in it. I find the suit rather easy, considering the entire closet is arranged by type of apparel, designer, then color. I turn around and see the most stunning thing of all time: Jasper stripping every single bit of his clothing.
A/N: OHH! A cliffe! did Japser see Edward watching him? How is Edward going to deal with this? Will he tell Jasper about it if Jasper didn't see him? IMPORTANT QUESTIONS! lol. okay, so did you all get a good feel on Jasper and Rosalie? I do have my reasons for making Japser cry and they should be revealed before the 6th chapter. also, yes, you all will find out Jasper's past. i already know what it is i just dont know how i want to present it. HIT THAT REVIEW BUTTON because, remeber, reviews are like Edward having a quicky with a sexy, anonomous waiter!
Next chapter, Rosalie's bday party!