BPOV

"Where are you going?"

"Out."

"Well I figured that much. Did you want to do something today?"

"Nope."

I looked past my reflection in the mirror just in time to see hurt flash across Renee's face. For a split second I felt bad for the way I was acting, but then it was gone. How many times had she hurt me? Intentionally at that. No, there was no use in feeling bad for ditching her, it was for the best.

I glanced back at the person staring at me in the mirror and I had to say that I looked pretty good. I had a light coat of make-up on and was wearing an open heart necklace that fell just before my cleavage that was hidden in my blue tube top. I kept my hair down so that it fell halfway down my back in waves.

"Where are you going?" Renee asked again.

I turned around to face her and saw that she was perched at the end of my bed picking at her fingernails. A nervous habit that I just realized I picked up from her.

"I'm going to walk the beach right now and then I'm going out with some friends tonight." I replied taking a step towards the door.

"I didn't realize that you made friends last night." Was her reply.

Friends? Fuck buddies? They went hand in hand.

"Yep." I said again, looking around the room awkwardly, "So um, don't wait up." And with that I turned on my heel and walked out the door. She should recognize that as a dismissal, she's done it a million times to me.

I decided to stroll back along the beach in hopes of catching a glimpse of Blue eyes or Dimples. The ball was in their court now I was afraid. They knew where I was staying, which was more than what I knew about them, so if they wanted to see me again, then they were going to have to come to me.

I didn't bother putting on my shoes since I didn't want them to get filled with sand anyways. Instead I went out the back door and stepped out onto the beach, which was already starting to fill with people. I walked along the shore line where the water met the sand so that my feet wouldn't get burned by the hot sand.

I felt the water lap at my toes and I smiled inwardly when I remembered the water lapping at my bare nipples not twelve hours ago. My body tingled at the way I remembered their hands on me in my most intimate places and I wanted nothing more than to squeal like a little girl when I thought of getting to be with them again.

It was like they possessed me in every way humanly possible. My body and my mind belonged to those two men whose names I didn't even know.

"You know you could dehydrate out here if you're not careful." A voice whispered from behind me.

I jumped, startled, and turned around to see Dimples grinning at me, amused.

"Christ! You scared me." I exclaimed, trying to catch my breath and restore some of my dignity.

"Sorry." He said chuckling slightly.

I looked up and saw that he was staring at me intently, some unknown emotion burning behind his green eyes.

"This might be a little late, but what's your name?" I asked him.

"Peter. Peter Whitlock." He replied smiling again showing off that gorgeous dimple. God, you could plant a flower in that thing, I mused to myself.

"And you remember my brother Jasper." He stated.

"Brother?" I asked confused, they didn't look related.

"Brother by law," He specified, "His parents adopted me when I was little, we're not actually related."

"That makes more sense." I said, a little relieved.

He chuckled again and began walking in the direction that I had been headed in. I stumbled behind him for a second before catching my bearings and following behind him. We walked in silence for a few minutes, looking out over at the waves and people watching. It wasn't exactly awkward, but it wasn't comfortable either. I nervously fidgeted with my fingernails until Peter reached out and intertwined our fingers together, smiling softly.

I smiled back and squeezed his hand, each of us just enjoying the moment. We walked along for a little while longer without saying anything until we came to this small yellow house, where there on the porch was none other than Blue eyes. Or Jasper as I now knew his name.

He was leaning against the white railing with his head bowed so it was lying on his arms.

"What's wrong with him?" I asked Peter. I felt a tug in my chest that was almost painful. It was like I could feel his hurt radiating off of him and I didn't know how to help him.

"Why don't you go on up there and let him know you're here." Peter whispered, then bringing my knuckles to his mouth and placing light kisses on each finger.

I nodded my head and walked up the porch and over to the man that just last night took my heart.

"Jasper?" I asked softly, reaching out my hand and placing it on his lower back, "Are you okay?"

I watched as Jasper's head immediately shot up and we stared into each others eyes, his disbelieving and mine probably confused at his reaction. The next second I was engulfed into his warm embrace, his arms securing me so that I couldn't move if I had wanted to. My arms immediately wrapped around his back and I nuzzled my head into his chest.

I couldn't help but hear the little nagging voice at the back of my mind saying that I was treading into dangerous territory. This was supposed to just be a summer thing. I wasn't supposed to feel this way about these two, and even more so they weren't supposed to feel the same way for me. It was wrong. But then why did it feel so right?

I didn't even hear Peter come onto the porch but after a few minutes I felt his arms wrap around me from behind, so that we were in a three way hug with me sandwiched in between them. I reached one hand around my back and grabbed onto Peter's shirt by his side and clenched my fist around the material, effectively pulling him even closer to my back.

My stomach decided to make itself known then by grumbling loudly in protest of the lack of food it had received today, effectively ruining the moment between the three of us.

"Come on, I'll make y'all some brunch." Peter said breaking away from the two of us and walking into the house.

I took a step back as Jasper released his hold on me and there I stood in front of him, embarrassed because of my stomach. I was perfectly content to stay in their arms the rest of the day, food be damned. Taking a breath in I reached out and grabbed Jaspers hand in mine, intertwining our fingers.

"Jasper, what's wrong?" I whispered to him.

His eyes looked pained and I was sure they mirrored my own. But I just didn't know why they were pained. Surely, it couldn't have been because of me. We hadn't known one another but a day. That was too soon to have made any sort of impact on them, but, as my inner voice reminded me, it wasn't too soon for them to have made a huge impact on me.

"I'm fine now." He said back, smiling lightly and stepping closer to me so that we were practically chest to chest. "I was worried that you wouldn't want anything to do with us again after last night." He admitted.

"I thought you two would be the ones not wanting to see me again." I replied, looking down, embarrassed.

"It seems like we all have a lot to discuss then." Peter said from the doorway.

I turned around quickly, not realizing that he was standing there the entire time. I looked between Jasper and Peter, Blue eyes and Dimples, and I knew that there was no way I could choose between them. Like last night, it was both of them or neither one of them. I had to have them both. You are a selfish bitch, my inner voice chided me.

Peter grabbed my free hand and Jasper kept a firm grip on my other and in a single filed line we made our way into the house that they were currently occupying. I didn't know what was going to happen or if they even wanted me after last night. All I knew was that I would take them however they let me have them.

When we settled in the kitchen area and Peter formally introduced us, Jasper claimed he wanted to get a quick shower before breakfast and then high tailed it up a small staircase just beyond the living room area. I watched his retreating back until I heard a door close somewhere upstairs before turning back to Peter, "What can we make for breakfast?" I asked him.

Peter looked away from the staircase and gave me a small smile in return, "I am going to make us all some pancakes and bacon and eggs," He replied, "Wait, are you allergic to anything?"

"No, and that sounds great." I laughed.

"While I'm doing that," He said huskily stalking towards me, "Why don't you go check in on Jasper?" I was so entranced in the way he moved at me, like a lion staking its prey he moved with grace and agility, that it didn't register at first just what he had said.

By now Peter was standing directly in front of me, our chests barely grazing against one another. I could feel my nipples automatically hardening through my tube top but I didn't care at this moment. In the same moment we both moved our heads slightly until our lips connected. I moaned as his soft, plump lips met mine and his arms wrapped around my waist pulling me firmly against him.

Our lips moved together and our tongues danced in synchronization. He tasted of apples and cinnamon and I couldn't get enough. My hands made their way up his firm chest and I lightly raked my nails across his upper body. I felt him shudder slightly under my touch and inside I smiled happily that I could elicit such a reaction from him. My hands continued their climb until they reached his hair. I ran my fingers through his hair and lightly scraped my nails over his scalp earning a low growl from Peter.

He broke away first leaving me panting and in need of air. We both breathed heavily for a moment but never letting go of each other, keeping our foreheads pressed together.

"Thank you." He breathed.

"Anytime." Was all I could manage to get out.

"Why don't you go upstairs and see what's taking Jasper so long while I start on breakfast." He suggested.

"But what about you?" I asked concerned now, wouldn't this cause some kind of jealousy? Would it start some kind of sibling rivalry?

"I'll get my time with you, don't worry about that." He promised with a smirk.

I nodded my head and gave him one last soft kiss to his lips before turning around. I took one step when I felt a playful slap to my bottom causing me to yelp and jump. I turned around quickly to see Peter laugh at me before he turned away from me and got started on pulling out cooking utensils.

I wasn't exactly sure where the shower was but I could still hear the water running so I knew Jasper was still in there. I didn't know why Peter was giving me this alone time with Jasper, but I wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. I wanted them both but I had to admit that having them one at a time as well was definitely appealing. Once I was at the top of the staircase I saw a bedroom directly in front of me and to the right was a shut door where the running water sound was coming from.

I went to the closed door and turned the knob a little surprised that the door wasn't locked. Before I opened the door all the way I stopped. What if Jasper didn't want me in there with him? What if he just wanted to take a shower in peace? What if he rejected me?

These thoughts were swirling around in my head and I took a few steps away from the door changing my mind suddenly. I was not going to go in there and get rejected by one of the men that I felt something for.

"He would be happy to see you." Said a voice from beside me.

"Jesus!" I whisper yelled, snapping my neck to the side to see an amused looking Peter staring at me. "Dammit Peter," I scolded, "Make some noise when you walk like a normal person would you?" I hissed, my hand over my racing heart.

"Sorry," He chuckled, though he didn't sound the least bit sorry, "But it's true. I know that Jasper would love to have you in there with him." And with that he walked back down the stairs.

Finding a new resolve within myself I decided to go out on a limb and put myself out there. Maybe Peter was right and Jasper really wouldn't mind me interrupting his shower. Maybe a part of him wanted me just as much as I wanted him. I slowly turned the knob again only this time I squeezed through the door not wanting to open it more than necessary and let in an unwanted draft of cold air. I shut the door quietly behind me and heard the soft click. I didn't bother to lock it though, if Peter decided to come up here then the more the merrier right?

I walked into the bathroom and was surprised by the size of it. To the right was the usual shower with a blue/yellow shower curtain and I could moans coming from inside it. Moans? It hit me suddenly what Jasper was doing. I silently stepped out of my clothes, folding them neatly and then placing them on the lid of the toilet. I took the three steps to the shower and moved the curtain to the side, still not making a sound.

The sight that greeted me as I looked into the shower almost brought me to my knees in a good way. Jasper was standing underneath the water, his eyes closed with the most beautiful expression on his face. He had his member in his big hand and was moving his hand up and down over his cock trying to bring on his release.

I stepped into the shower and did something that I had never done before. I got on my knees in front of him and looked up at him as the water continued to cascade down his body and sprinkle onto me. I reached out my hand and lightly touched his inner thigh to alert him to my presence.

"Holy shit." He hissed, jumping back slightly, "Bella?"

I smiled slightly, still afraid that I might be rejected by him. My nipples were hard and sticking out in the air and my body was tingling with eagerness. I wanted to do this for him more than anything and I couldn't help but wonder what he had been thinking about as he was pleasuring himself. Was it me? Was it someone else?

Jasper and I stayed there, me kneeling in front of him and him standing above me for I don't know how long, until his facial features relaxed and he graced me with his gorgeous smile. He took a step towards me and brought the tip of his cock to my waiting lips. I opened my mouth slightly as he pushed the tip inside my mouth, groaning loudly as I engulfed him in my hot mouth.

I brought my hand up to the base of his cock and stroked what wouldn't fit inside my mouth. I alternated between deep strokes and small strokes and using my other hand to switch between the base of his erection and gently tugging on his sac causing him to growl. The noises that were coming out of him had my arousal dripping down my thighs.

I moaned around his cock while licking off the pre come from the tip which in turn caused Jasper to let out a string of profanities while tangling his hands in my hair and thrust deeper into my mouth. I hollowed in my cheeks as I felt his cock twitch and I knew he was close. Sure enough a couple of thrusts later he stilled as he hit the back of my throat and released his seed into my mouth. I swallowed quickly determined not to lose a drop of his essence.

I had never tasted a man's cum before but if all guys come tasted like Jaspers then I knew I had missed out on something great. He tasted salty but with a hint of fruit as well. It was an intoxicating combination. As his member softened in my mouth I gently licked around it making sure that I didn't miss any before letting him slip out from in between my lips. I looked up to see that he was breathing hard and he still had a firm grip of my hair in his hands.

I stayed put on my knees just staring up at him while he got his breathing back under control. I could feel the water turning colder as it bounced off of Jasper and onto me causing my skin to break out in the goose bumps.

"God you are amazing." Jasper whispered finally looking down at me.

I smiled hesitantly back at him, just thankful that he wasn't mad at me for interrupting his shower. He let go of my hair and held out his hand for me which I took gratefully. My knees were starting to hurt. As soon as I was on my feet Jasper wrapped me up in his arms moving us out from underneath the cold water.

"I know Peter is cooking so why don't we go downstairs and eat, then we can continue this afterward in the bedroom." He suggested.

I nodded eagerly as my stomach growled which caused us both to laugh. Jasper reached out and grabbed a yellow towel and helped me out of the tub. Slowly and almost reverently he dried me off making sure not miss anything, yet not lingering on any specific part of me. Once we were both dressed we walked hand in hand down the stairs and into the kitchen where the other piece of us was waiting.