A/N: hi, it's me again.
Edward was slightly irritated. Ever since Isabella gained full use of her mind shield, she had been keeping everyone's minds locked to him. It was infuriating, if Edward were honest to himself. Which he rarely ever was.'Ugh, there it was again!' He thought grumpily to himself. That infernal tapping! As if someone gently rapping, rapping terribly about whores. Just when he had made his mind up to see what the racket was Alice interrupted his thoughts,
"I wouldn't do that, if I were you." She sang out from the crafts room where she was with Emmett, crocheting a mile a minute making winter garments for the homeless. There was whispering in the other room and Edward wished he could eavesdrop, convinced they were making jokes at his expense. Emmett started laughing so hard he snapped his crochet hook in half, causing Alice to erupt in laughter. He knew it, they were ridiculing him! He glared angrily in their direction.
He decided he was going to do it anyway. Leaping up from his Piano, and stalking through the formal family room to the stairs. Taking them several at a time he was on the second floor landing in no time. Turning his head left and right he deducted quite quickly that the sound as coming from Jasper's study. What could Jasper be doing in there? It didn't sound like a pencil tapping against something... Without thinking twice, he opened the door and stepped into the room, fully intending on letting him have a piece of his mind for being so irritating and inconsiderate!
What he saw however, was not what he had ever expected to see in his long, long life. His wife, Isabella Marie Swan Cullen, kneeling on the floor in front of Jasper, completely naked. That is to say, they were both completely naked, except for the Cowboy hat and boots Jasper was still wearing. That wasn't even the most surprising part. Jasper had his cock in hand, and was tapping it against Isabella's forehead to the tune of Dixie.
Edward was at a loss. He was stunned speechless, immobile. He stood there silently, mouth agape, watching wordlessly as Jasper finished his song.