Thanks to Jasper's Darlin's for pimping out my story again, I love you guys. The very sexy Mary Casey, body guard extraordinaire that made her first appearance in the story last chapter is none other that our very own RunCaseyRun; thanks for the clever key idea bb. Jasper is spending the rest of the weekend with BeCullen1, have fun.

Only At Night

Chapter 16

Tequila Nights

Steve picked me up for school and drove me home each day. By Wednesday there had been no sign of Jacob and I started to relax a bit. Steve was still cautious when we walked from the car to class and I would sense that he was silently observing everyone in the vicinity as he engaged in small talk with me.

We walked into the class room laughing and took our seats. I looked up and written on the board was the phone number to the bar with a question mark after it. I froze. Why the hell would the number to the bar be on the board in my class room? No one from class frequented it other than me.

I must have been shaking, Steve grabbed my arm. "Bella, what is it, what do you see?"

"The number on the board, it's the number to the bar, it's the number I gave Jacob when he asked for my number, why would it be on the board and why would there be a question mark after it unless it is him? Oh Shit."

"Did anyone see who wrote that number on the board?" Steve stood and looked around the students already seated.

"I was the first one here; it was there when I came in." A woman in the front row turned to Steve and responded. Others were shaking their heads no.

Steve looked around the room for a minute and then turned to me. "He is not here right? You didn't see him anywhere on campus right?"

"No, I never saw him."

"Bella, this isn't a coincidence. It has to be him, he is letting you know that he knows where you are, that he is watching. He's trying to get to you. Don't panic, but we are leaving, slowly get up, we are going to the Dean's office right now."

"Oh Jesus Steve." I was panicking, how could I not?

"I know, its ok, I'm here and I'm not going anywhere." Steve turned into the cop in a flash, his hand was on the weapon holstered under his shirt and his eyes scanned the area in front and behind us as we quickly walked out of the class room and headed towards the Dean's office.

I saw no sign of Jacob and wondered whether it was really him at all that wrote that number. Why would anyone else?

Steve was on his cell requesting back up to the law school and coordination with campus security.

We waited a few minutes for the Dean to call us in. Having Steve there was not only an enormous relief but he was also able to instill a certain sense of urgency to the situation.

The head of security met us at the Dean's office and Steve explained to them what was going on and what had transpired this morning. Security was getting Jacob's picture sent over from the precinct and were alerting the staff to be on the lookout for him on campus. If he was seen he was to be detained until local law enforcement arrived.

The Dean knew me pretty well from my work on the law review and was very understanding. Steve suggested that perhaps I could be excused from lectures, he would tape them for me and I could meet one on one with my professors if need be. After spring break there were only a few weeks left until finals.

The Dean considering my grades and ranking expressed confidence in my ability to work on my own and keep up and if I needed any help they would do whatever was necessary. "Ms. Swan, your safety is more important right now, please let us know if there is anything we can do."

Steve stepped out to speak with the other officer that was called in and the security head while the Dean sat with me offering her shock, outrage and support for my situation.

The drive back to my house was tense as I kept constant vigil out the window looking for any sign of Jacob. Damn it I didn't even know what kind of car he drove.

"Steve, what kind of car does he drive?"

"According to his registration it's a black Pontiac GTO, I'll get the license plate for you. What time is Mike coming over?"

"I'll call him and see if he can come sooner, he was going to be here after classes."

Mike agreed to come straight over. Steve checked the entire house, closets, under the bed, garage, everywhere while I followed him around. Once he was certain everything was as it should be he visibly relaxed. I couldn't help but notice he had his hand on the gun holster the entire time and had unsnapped it.

"Bella where are your car keys?"

"Here." I took them out of my bag and handed them to Steve. Steve pressed the panic button and the alarmed blared from the garage, damn it was loud.

"Good, Bella I want you to keep these with you at all times. If you hear anything, see anything, get freaked for any reason, then just hit the panic button. I'm going to tell your neighbors and the patrol cars that if they hear it to respond. Your neighbors can call 911, the squad will come immediately. It's just an added precaution, ok?"

"Okay, I'll keep my cell in my pocket too." I was getting more nervous by the minute.

Mike arrived and I lost it, I started sobbing uncontrollably while we told him what happened.

"Ok baby, it's going to be ok." Mike pulled me into his chest holding me.

"Mike, if we never flirted like that that night; it's my fault, I did this." I barely choked the words out.

"No Bella, it is not your fault. I'm so sorry I egged you on. I feel terrible. If anyone is to blame, it is me. I won't let him near you baby, I promise." Mike stroked my hair and rocked me in his arms until my sobs calmed.

"Mike it is not your fault. Please don't think I blame you." I looked up at him pulling away slightly.

"Then don't blame yourself either. This is Jacob's fault and his alone." Mike let his arms drop back to his side. "You better call Jasper. I'll let Steve know he can go."

"Ok." I picked up my cell and called Jasper.

"Bella, what's wrong, why aren't you at school?" Jasper's voice was alarmed as he blurted out the words.

"I'm ok, something happened at school but Steve was with me and I'm ok." I tried to calm him down before explaining.

"Ok, what happened baby?" Jasper's voice was still on edge but it was not full of alarm.

I gave him the whole story and filled him in on my plans to follow course work from home.

"Bella, why don't we change your flight, come sooner, that way you will be away from there. You can study just as easily from here. Please, baby?"

"You know what, you are right. There's no reason to stay here if I'm not in classes."

"Bella how would you feel about a charter flight instead of commercial; He would not be able to trace you if he tried. I'd feel safer and you wouldn't have to be scared to death at the airport surrounded by strangers." Jasper's attempts to keep the pleading from his voice failed miserably.

"Oh Jasper, thank you, yes, that would make it so much easier." I suddenly felt relieved, I was dreading the airport.

"Do you want me to fly out and meet you and then fly back together?"

"No that will just take longer; just get me on a plane Jasper, please." I was throwing clothes in a suitcase as we talked.

"Ok darlin' I'll call you back in a few minutes. OK?"

"Jasper?"

"Yeah babe?"

"I love you."

"I love you too darlin'."

Jasper worked miracles and had a plane ready to take me to Texas as soon as I could get to the airport. Mike drove me to the private airport and was able to wait until the pilot pulled the door closed before he left. I waved out the small window to Mike and sat back in the big leather seat and relaxed for the first time in days.

I cringed at the thought of what this must have cost Jasper but the security I felt right now was worth every penny. The initial brief moments I dozed off on the flight were interrupted by the nightmares that now seemed to plague me whenever my eyes closed. In a way I was very lucky; nothing truly horrible has happened to me and I have learned that I have the best friends a girl could ask for and Jasper.

Despite that, I was terrified, not that Jacob would get to me, but that all this could have jeopardized the best thing that ever happened to me, it could have cost me Jasper.

I realized then that all of my behavior over the past six years led me to where I was. I knew the risks of promiscuous behavior. Honestly, I was surprised something had not happened before. I knew that something like this was a possibility with the life I was living. What I didn't expect was to feel so vulnerable as a result; and I certainly never expected a reward as amazing as Jasper.

Where Jacob had made me feel afraid and anxious Jasper makes me feel secure, calm; he's like the antidote to the venom. Once I was in his arms I would be fine. Everything would be ok as long as Jasper was around. I leaned back and closed my eyes feeling the smallest amount of peace course through my mind at the thought of Jasper by my side.

"Miss, Miss, we are in Texas." A soft voice stirred me from slumber.

"Hmm, oh, thank you." The pilot actually had to wake me. I must have been out cold, I never noticed landing. That was the first real sleep I had had in a week.

"Mr. Whitlock is waiting right through that door." The pilot pointed through the dark glass double doors across the expanse of cement.

I never moved so fast in my life. I was out of my seat and had my bag slung over my shoulder waiting for him to open the door and drop the stairs.

Running across the distance to Jasper all I could think of was my man's smile. The doors swung open and there it was; my smile, the one he held for me alone. Dropping my bag I jumped into his arms and wrapped my legs around his waist.

"Mmm, darlin', welcome to Texas." Jasper kissed me softly, lingering inside the open door way.

Jasper took my bags from the pilot and they spoke for several moments before he returned and led me to a truck holding the door open for me. I slid across the bench seat and put my head on Jasper's shoulder. Now that we were together again I didn't want to break any connection between us. We drove quietly just enjoying being together. I tilted my head to look up at him and he was smiling peering down at me.

Mmm, perfect.

We'd been driving for a half an hour and I had not seen another car amongst the surrounding vastness of pastures and farm land for some time. "Jasper, how much further to your place."

Jasper laughed, "We are at my place, have been for the past ten minutes, we are coming in the back way."

"Seriously?"

"Yep."

"Ok, wow, are there breadcrumbs so I don't get lost or what?"

"You'll get those when we get to the house." By the time Jasper finished laughing at my expression we were in front of a very large house.

"Well, this is it darlin'." Jasper informed me putting the truck in park and hopping out. I waited for him to open my door. He liked doing it and I liked letting him.

I don't know what I expected, but this was not it. Yes, it was huge, yes the property was expansive, but it was unassuming, home, lived in. The entryway was bigger than my living room but it was casual, not opulent or intimidating. There was a table that seemed to be set up for keys and mail and hooks that seemed designed just for hats. Other than the hat hooks, it was rather like my entryway.

The rooms were larger scale but there was not a thing that made me uncomfortable. Jasper explained that they didn't really use much of the house. When his grandparents were alive they all lived in this house but had separate family areas. The kitchen was the one room that everyone shared. Never in my wildest dreams could I imagine a kitchen the likes of this one.

You could comfortably sit twenty in the room and never get in the cooks way. One wall was flanked with a commercial stove with twelve burners, grill, griddle, and of course a pot filler faucet. Two sets of double ovens took up half of the wall next to the stove. There were three separate food prep areas each with sinks. It had every imaginable amenity. I could cook in this kitchen forever, Christmases, Thanksgivings you name it, I wondered if Charlotte cooked.

"Jasper can I cook in here?"

"Um, sure, we all cook in here." He gave me the strangest look.

I thought about just moving into the kitchen, it was big enough to fit a bed.

"Did you want to see the rest of the house?"

"Sure Jasper." I laughed.

Jasper pointed out the media and game room, otherwise known as a family room, and the hall that led to Peter's room and office. There were rooms that had been used by his mother that he never entered.

"Our rooms are down here on the other end of the house." Jasper led me past the foyer again, grabbing my bags on the way.

"Our rooms, huh?" I teased.

"Yep."

Jasper opened a door at the end of a hallway and flipped on a light.

"Jesus Jasper, this is your bedroom?"

"No, this is our bedroom." He chuckled.

"Jasper, fuck, it's as big as my house."

"It's just a room Bella."

Yeah a room with a king size bed that looked small, a couch, a console at the foot of the bed with a flat screen television that raised up out of the console to view from the bed or the couch, a fireplace and a walk in closet bigger than my bedroom. I couldn't help but notice that an entire section of the closet was empty.

The master bath made the penthouse bath look shoddy. The corner hot tub was definitely big enough for two and the steam shower was huge complete with built in seating and shelving and more jet sprays than I could imagine. On the opposite corner there was a walk in sauna with seating for at least four. A double vanity lined the wall across from the shower and tub. What struck me as odd was the built in that looked like a woman's cosmetic haven with a smaller built in make up style mirror and lighting, outlets lined the backsplash and there were holsters for a blow dryer and curling iron which naturally stood empty. I wondered if it had been his mothers and decided against commenting.

Jasper sat on the bed watching me unpack, hanging clothes in the closet, transferring toiletries to the bathroom and setting my books out on the work table in the bedroom that Jasper said was for me to use for studying while I was here. His office was down the hall and as he had told me the first time he came to my house was a mess of books opened and stacked to the pages he was using, sticky notes everywhere. It was as big a mess as my work space. We would definitely need separate offices.

"Hey lil' fuck, where are you?" A booming voice filled the house and the room from a speaker on the wall.

Jasper began laughing, "Peter."

"Ah, I see. He doesn't know I'm here yet does he?"

"No, he's been gone all day; he's not expecting you until Friday."

"Get your ass down here; the guys are on the way over." The wall speaker squawked again.

"Ready?" Jasper extended his hand and smiled.

"Yes, I can't wait." I took Jasper's hand and followed him out.

"Hey, lil' fuck what the.…"

Jasper walked into the media room in front of me and Peter stopped short when he saw me follow in behind Jasper.

"Well this sure as shit better be Bella." Peter grinned wide and walked towards me.

"Bella, this annoying ass is my brother Peter."

"I t is very nice to meet you Peter." I walked the remaining steps to meet Peter.

"The pleasure is all mine Bella. I've heard so much about you and you've made lil'fuck almost bearable again." Peter winked at me and taking me by the hand led me to the couch.

"Jasper, go let the guys in and help them carry stuff in while Bella and I get acquainted."

Jasper looked to me questioning with his eyes.

"Go on now Jasper, don't keep the boys waiting." I smirked at him.

Peter laughed as Jasper mumbled something about 'no pictures' and left the room.

"We were not expecting you until Friday, but I'm glad you are here. Some friends of ours are coming over to play cards, and hang out. I would have cancelled if Jasper had told me you were coming today."

"Oh no, that's ok, I can't wait to meet them. It was a last minute change in plans anyway and I really just got here."

"Uh huh, change in plans for any particular reason Bella?"

"Umm." What had Jasper told him, did he know about Jacob?

"That's what I figured. Shit. Don't worry you are safe here, and yes, Jasper told me all about Jacob. How are you doing?"

"I'm ok, I feel better now that I'm with Jasper."

"Well, welcome to the family, I always wanted a little sister but got stuck with just lil' fuck. Cruel world aint it?"

"Thank you." I just smiled, I liked Peter already.

"Oh and Bella."

"Yeah?"

"Thank you."

"For?" I looked at Peter curious.

"Being the best thing to ever happen to Jasper. He is all I have and I'm kind of over protective even if my favorite pastime is giving him shit, so I guess that extends to you now, sorry about that. Seriously, I haven't seen him this happy since our parents died. You have really brought him back and for that I thank you."

"Oh, well, I love him, he really saved me too you know. My life was pretty empty before I met him." I looked to my hands in my lap, embarrassed.

"I also need to thank you for the opportunity to give lil'fuck massive amounts of shit about being a love sick dope the past few months." Peter laughed and looked up toward the door.

"Asshole." Jasper stood leaning against the door frame laughing back at Peter.

"I hope he is not filling your head with bullshit Bella." Jasper glared playfully at Peter who sat back trying to look innocent.

"Oh baby, he's telling me all your deep dark secrets." I winked at Peter who just guffawed so loudly I was concerned he'd bring down the walls.

"Hell Jasper, she is perfect. I'm going to go call Char and tell her to come over."

Peter left the room dialing his cell phone and Jasper came over to me smiling.

"Sorry about him, but looks like you won him over. He's going to be your new best friend."

"I like him he's funny." I teased.

"Yeah, hilarious." Jasper rubbed the back of his head.

Jasper and Peter's "buddies" started filing in carrying bags of junk food and cases of beer and bottles of booze.

They were all very nice and they teased Jasper for bringing a babe to poker night, but each of them used their cells to call their girlfriends to come over for the impromptu party that had quickly replaced poker night.

It was exactly what I needed, light, fun and very entertaining. I felt safe knowing that these were friends Jasper has had his entire life, brothers really. There were twelve of us in all so it didn't get to intimate and I got to know everyone on a casual basis without the nervous, interview style questioning.

In fact no one really pressed me for information, just basics like, Bella do you like cards; what type of topping do you like on your pizza; do you do shots as we started drinking more. It was all very easy going and laid back.

When Charlotte arrived Peter pulled me aside and introduced us one on one rather than the way they introduced they guys and their girlfriends. Charlotte apologized for the party and assured me we would get the chance to really get to know each other over the next week when it was just the four of us. I really appreciated it and knew I was going to like her.

The 'party' started getting a little wild when two of the guys started challenging each other with shots. No one was really playing cards and the game had turned into a drinking game. Before I knew it we were in teams, girls against the guys, playing a game called '25 Words or Less'; your team bid on how many clues it would take to get your teammates to guess five words. Of course they altered the rules insisting that you had to do shots for every clue you exceeded from your bid.

We were kicking the boys' butts at first until we got a card with five words that were all tools, cars, and sports. I knew we were in trouble.

Thinking quickly on my feet I changed the bet or we would all be puking tequila. "Boys, care to up the ante? If we go over the bid we each owe you one body shot. If we don't you owe us one body shot."

"Deal." Peter spoke for the boys with a very wicked gleam in his eyes. Shit, what did I do?

Of course we were fifteen clues over our bid trying to guess the words so a body shot beat fifteen shots by a landslide.

I grabbed Jasper by the shirt and pushed him back into the couch where he was sitting. I reached for the salt shaker placing it at my side as I straddled his legs. My hands ran down his shirt to his waist and slid under the hem of the shirt pushing it up slowly while I bit my lower lip. Once I had his shirt up under his chin I leaned over and licked my way up his abs and chest from his waist to his pecs. I could hear the boys hooting and the girls giggling while Jasper just stared at me with lust filled eyes. I sat back and shook the salt shaker over the trail my tongue left and reached for a lime placing it between his lips. I climbed off his lap and placed the poured shot between his legs grazing his hardening cock with the glass and knelt in front of him. I pulled him back up to a sitting position and then clasped my hands behind my back.

The guys were screaming and cheering and the girls were in hysterics laughing at Jasper's pink cheeks. I looked up into Jasper's very wide eyes and said "1, 2, 3, tequila." I leaned over his lap raising onto my knees and licked the line of salt up Jasper's abs and chest, licked my lips and then lowering back onto my feet laid my head into Jasper's lap wrapping my lips around the shot glass and lifted my head, tilting back, downing the shot. I put down the glass and stood climbing into Jasper's lap and pressed my lips to his retrieving the lime and kissing Jasper at the same time.

I was pretty pleased with myself until the laughing and hooting and cheering died down and then I found out what Peter had up his sleeve.

"Very nice Bella, your next shot is off of me." Peter grabbed the shot glass filling it and placing it between his legs and handed the salt shaker to me.

Shit.

"Sorry big guy, that's Char's job." He had me and we both knew it.

"Unh uh, you said "we 'each' owe you one body shot" that means every one of you owes every one of us a shot. Line up now ladies." The overconfident smirk on his face was evident.

The guys were laughing and pushing him on, the girls just looked at me in shock. Oh hell. I looked to Jasper.

"Oh no, you got yourself into this one Bella." Jasper chuckled.

I looked to the girls; Char gave Peter a look and then looked at the other girls. Every one in the room was breathing heavy and the lust in the air was palatable.

Charlotte addressed the girls, "Well it looks like the boys have spoken, and they would rather have your friends do shots off their bodies than get laid for the next two weeks. I see it as a win for us. What do you think?"

There was a resounding groan from the boys. Now it was the girls' turn to laugh.

"Oh hell no, Peter call uncle." Tyler yelled.

Char winked and high fived me and Jasper pulled me into his lap and a hug. "Don't worry, I wouldn't have let it go that far." he whispered into my ear kissing the top of my head. "But I will make it up to you later."

Peter started laughing "Oh hell, Bella, I was just joking, NOBODY does shots off this body but Char." Peter pulled Char into his chest wrapping his arms around her.

"Better not be anyone else doing shots off your body." Char smirked and playfully hit his arms wrapped around her.

That was the end of the game and we hung out for awhile. The boys all managed to get their body shots from their respective partners.

It was getting late and Charlotte was whispering into Peter's ear and nibbling on his neck, I watched and laughed while sitting in Jasper's lap.

"All right you all know the drill if your drunk asses can't make it home, keys in the basket and go find a bedroom, Char and I are calling it a night and I can see that Japer can't wait another minute to drag Bella off to his cave. See ya'll in the morning." Peter held a hand out to Char and they stopped before us and Peter gave me a kiss on the cheek and hit Jasper in the back of his head, "goodnight you two lovebirds."

Charlotte and I hugged and Jasper kissed her cheek and we all headed off to our respective rooms after a quick good night to the group. Jasper grabbed the tequila on his way.

"Just what do you think you are doing with that Mr. Whitlock?" I teased him as we walked hand in hand down the hall to our room.

"I seem to recall making a promise to make something up to you." The deep gravelly southern drawl dragged endlessly making me wet.

Jasper attacked my neck forcing me backwards toward the bed until the back of my legs hit it. His tongue ran up the side of my neck and I shuddered feeling the salt fall in a fine spray across my skin. Little sneak must have pocketed it when no one was looking. His tongue swirled around my neck greedily catching every grain of salt. He pushed me down on the bed while he took a swig straight from the bottle and pressed his lips to mine before swallowing. Tequila was running down our chins and I felt Jasper swallow before flicking his tongue out to catch the dripping liquid. "That's 1."

He took my hand and knelt in front of me, sucking my finger into his mouth swirling his tongue around it pumping it in and out of his mouth. He pulled my finger out with a pop and I felt him stick my finger into the salt shaker coating it before pulling it out. My finger found its way back into his mouth and I plunged it in and out pulling his head back by his hair and pulled my finger out pouring tequila into his waiting mouth. He drank it down and crashed his lips to mine aggressively kissing me tickling my lip with his tongue. "That's 2."

His strong hands ran down my sides tickling the exposed skin at my waist before sliding under the hem and running up my stomach and chest. He tweaked my nipples once, hard, before gliding his hands back down to the hem of the shirt pushing it up slowly, lifting it over my head and off my arms. Fingertips slid under the straps of my bra and they fell down the shoulders and my arms before the front closure popped under his fingers sending the garment to the floor. One hand on each of my shoulders pushed me back lying down on the bed. His legs straddling over me he crawled up my torso stopping at my chin while he bent to kiss me again dragging his tongue across my lips, teasing. I felt him slither back down my body, the denim of his jeans roughly caressing my body as he moved lower and lower until he rested on my thighs and unbuttoned my pants pushing the fabric down my hips. My panties soon followed as he inched lower down my legs dragging the pants and panties as one until they were pulled over my feet and pooling on the floor.

Crawling back up my body he leaned and suckled each breast in turn covering the wet hardened peaks with salt. As he moved to kneel beside my body I felt the liquid filling and overflowing from my navel trailing up my chest and drizzling over my now aching breasts and into my open mouth. I could feel the warmth of his slick tongue as it lapped the salt and traced the drizzle of tequila across my breasts and down my chest to my stomach. His thick tongue darted in and out of my navel swirling, lapping up the liquid and then following a path down beyond my navel, down that sensitive skin of my lower belly, down across the hairless mound, sliding further, deeper, down between the slick folds and circled around the sensitive now throbbing clit where it lingered until I rocked my hips up to meet him unable to withstand the slightest touch any longer. I grabbed at the comforter beneath me searching for anything to keep me planted against the mattress while my body quivered and shook and clenched under his ministrations. And then I screamed, "FUCK JASPER." "That's 3 darlin'."

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