Well, I got a few reviews for "Imprint" the first installment... but I think I want a few more... so this is Alice and Jasper... I want to explore his... depth of devotion for her. Thanks.

This is Jasper's point of View.

I was sitting at my desk... waiting. Each chime of the second hand seemed to take a year. I just wanted to see her.. hold her.

Yes, I'd held my little angel numerous times, but each left me wanting more. More love, but that wasn't possible.

Alice Cullen. She'd shown me the true definition of love. She'd shown me what it was to truly love.

"Jazz?" Her voice was soft, the one she reserved for me.

I set down my book, and looked at her. She was wearing little, dark wash jeans, and a red t-shirt that exposed her snowy stomach. I chuckled. "Hello..."

She sighed, and I felt the relief wash over me... a water fall of love and devotion. "Jazz!" Alice threw herself at me, making me cradle her. I'm not gonna lie though, I'd been waiting for this all day.

I planted my lips on the little pixie's head. "Alice." I sighed contentedly.

I held her to my chest, wanting nothing more than to love her for ever. I absently ran my fingers over her features. The sharp line of her nose, and the gentle curve of her lips. She purred, causing me to laugh. "My little kitten." I murmured. Alice shivered, delighted.

She looked at me. Curiosity was making her more adorable than usual. "Then what are you?" She asked. Alice ran her finger over my face, and I closed my eyes. "What are you Jazzy? You have soft lips," Alice touched them, "and a hard jaw, and gorgeous topaz eyes... What are you?" I opened my eyes. "You're chiseled... and your... mine." Alice smiled as large as her face would allow. "I know what you are." Alice murmured. She put her lips on my chest. "Your mine."

Her euphoria was making me dizzy. "Thats all I need." I mumbled as my lips met hers.

She was propped up on the edge of my desk, I had easier access to her legs then.

Alice's tiny fingers pranced up my chest until she found my chain.

"Oh Jazzy.." She murmured. "Oh God." Her guilt was unbearable. "I... I'm so sorry." She mumbled. Alice's fingers untangled from my shirt, and she unbuttoned my shirt with grace. I craned my neck back, and watched her fingers.

"Alice..." I stroked her cheek as she heaved small, tear less sobs. "Please... Ally..."

She shook her head. "I wanna fix this." She mumbled, her little hand turned into a fist around my necklace.

I stroked her closed fingers. "We can't."

Alice brought her fist down onto my chest feebly. I felt it. Only because this was Alice though. It was a little more forceful than one Bella's punches. "I have to!" She said slowly.

Alice... She knew. I had been talking to Edward the other night, I thought Alice had been hunting. But she wasn't. Edward hadn't even said anything. The thing on my necklace was Alice's wedding ring, right along side mine. I kept them there. Right there. Close to my heart. I'd talked to Edward about us. I wanted to announce us married again. I couldn't take seeing the human men, always looking, always lusting. It hurt.

"We can't..." I couldn't bring myself to use any force with her. Not an ounce.

Alice slipped her fingers around my neck, and I caught them there. "No." I said firmly.

"I heard! Okay?" She shouted at me.

I flinched back, looking at her wild, topaz eyes. Her eyes were large,and shining. "Don't." I warned slowly.

"Alice it hurts... You can't."

"I wanna.. I want..." Her voice choked as she tried to tell me. "I want this to be right..." Alice mumbled. Ashamed. She felt bad now.

"Oh God." I picked her up, holding her, I slipped the ring back on her finger. "Here..." I murmured. I kissed her wrist. "Does this make you happy?"

She nodded... Then she was searching my face, for some sign. "But does this make you happy?" She asked weakly.

I nodded. "Stop this Alice." I set her back on the desk, and perched in the rolling chair. "I love you. Why wouldn't this make me happy?"

She frowned at the floor. "You've never enjoyed being noticed." She said slowly. "And this... this will throw you in the spotlight." I kissed her lightly. Those lips forming an adorable pout. She sheepishly tried to button my black shirt.

I stopped her. "No Alice... This will put us in the spotlight.. I'll have you."

She smiled, and her dormant heart soared. "I love you Jasper.." My full name rolled off her tounge, but I

couldn't bring myself to tear my eyes away.

I crushed my lips to Alice's, wanting more than anything to hold her. My fingers skillfully followed her ribs.

Up and over her lungs, she was heaving huge breaths. Alice's fingers raked over my chest, as she shoved my shirt off my back.

I stopped and watched as Alice bit her lip. "Stop." I murmured. I set my mouth on her breast. Her back arched delicately. I licked her, and listened, and felt. We were the emotionally in tune couple in this house. Well, besides Edward and Bella. They put all our romances to shame.

"Oh Jasper." She muttered. She was running her hands over the feathery pattern of scars that ran up my arm. Then she was kissing my arm. Each and every little scar. Never missing a single one. I wasn't surprised though. This was ritual. Every time we made love. Alice would kiss every scar.

I pulled her head away from my arm. Laying my lips on hers. Murmuring that I loved her, that I wanted her.

Alice's hands slipped off my jeans, and my boxers. She wrapped her hands around me. I moaned, but soon regained enough balance to undo her pants. "Oh God.. Alice..."

"I want you." She whispered thickly.

I immediately obliged, wanting the explosion of stars and red to wash over my vision. I pumped Alice against the wall. Murmuring my apologies.

She came first, I held on. Enjoying watching Alice scream my name at the top of her lungs. Then I came. Alice held me as I shivered and shook.

"God Jazz..." She muttered. "The office?" Alice grinned ear to ear.

"Yes." I panted. "I wanted you." I shrugged.

After we were dressed, Alice and I snuggled on the window seat. Alice was nervous. Could she have blushed, she would be as red as Bella. I kissed her neck. "Do you.." She hesitated. "Do you think they heard me?" She was sheepish.

I listened...

"YES!"

Ha ha! I wanted to add a little humor to Jasper and Alice... I hope you liked it... I wanted to address the fact that they never wear wedding rings.