A/N: We don't own Twilight, we just enjoy fucking with Edward.

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I've been asked to do a warning when there is going to be guy on guy smut. Um so yeah, there is going to be guy on guy smut. This time, there is a page break at the end of the scene. I can't always do that depending on the story as I don't like to disrupt the flow but it worked here.

Edward wanted me to let you all know that he is a little sore but overall Jasper was somewhat lenient over the weekend. I think he was just waiting for their morning run.

My dinner with Edward's family had been quite an experience. Esme's invitation had been a surprise, she had never called outside of setting up one of our weekends. Hell, I've seen her and Carlisle get it on, I'm fairly certain that I'll be pleasuring their son soon enough; perhaps I should get Emmett and Rose in on it too. Family discount anyone?

Seeing Edward with an erection had nearly cost my my composure. His mere presence was throwing off the calm collected persona I've worked to perfect. I'd gotten off last night on my own just fine, but it didn't help my need for him. Eleazar wouldn't mind me stopping by to make use of Seth on my way home. I was already in my car and on the highway, a small detour was nothing compared to the raging hard-on in my pants.

I could tell by Edward's semi-guilty look that he'd taken care of things by himself. He didn't want to meet my eyes and it had nothing to do with his reaction to me. He wanted to hide something, besides his fully erect cock.

Fuck. When he told me "I, I'm looking forward to that." I nearly pushed him over the pool table and had my way with him then and there. One day, I will. I will find a time when he and Bella are pet-sitting for Carlisle and Esme's cats. Then Edward and I shall have an extra training session here at the Cullen Compound.

I palmed my cock, shoving it to the side roughly. It was beginning to get in my way of driving. Stupid loose fit pants. I reached into the cup holder where I'd thrown my phone and flipped the phone open.

"Dial Elly."

I clipped the headset on as my phone rang through. Carmen answered the call. "Who do you need tonight, mi querido?"

"Seth please, if Eleazar does not have him in use."

She let out a short laugh. "Outside of shower time, you're the only one calling for that cutie. We let him out for his first attempt at mainstreaming last week and he came home with a crush on some guy he saw at the store. He's been utterly useless with any of the female subs and you know my husband. He's too jealous to let any men but you touch Seth."

"Could you have the Japanese bath set up for us then? A hot soak sounds good about now."

"As you wish, Jasper. I will have the door to that outbuilding left open for you."

I quickly turned around at the first place I could and headed toward Eleazar and Carmen's home and surrounding property. It had originally been an old farm house but they'd torn it down and had a Spanish style mansion built out of Aro's money. It was all earth tones mixed with a crisp white, the floors a warm marble in the foyer and kitchen, hardwood elsewhere.

Their playroom was built on a riser, several inches of padded mats beneath your feet. Two walls revolved to display his favorite instruments and a wall of velcro so that between cuffs and a belt, he could have a sub displayed in various angles. That had been here when he first took me in. I spent many a night with my hands and feet stuck to the wall, three inches above the ground so that I could not leave.

My favorite place though, was his dojo for martial arts training. It had an attached Japanese-style bathhouse with buckets and stools to quick wash and then a huge tub that filled with water nearly too hot to withstand. It was there that I was going to temporarily forget the green eyed god I'd taken into my care.

I took off my boots before entering, setting them onto a shelf of the shoe rack. I bowed to the portrait of Eleazar's sensei before crossing the mat to the bathhouse. Seth was waiting, naked and erect, kneeling beside one of the faucets with a bucket and washcloth nearby. He bowed his head when I entered.

"Good boy. You may look at me, Seth. I won't punish you for looking and speaking as long as it is done with respect."

"Yes, sir. How was your day, sir?"

I let out a bitter laugh. "Wonderful enough that I needed to come here, Seth. Life is harder outside of these walls than a sub can ever imagine. That's why we do what we do. We make your lives here easier. You only have to worry about pleasing your masters, not about peers or anyone else. Just one, or in your case two, masters."

"I like to please you, sir."

He was smiling at me, his teeth a brilliant white against his copper skin. His hair was long and silky, nearly to his waist. We let him keep it back in a leather tie as Seth preferred. I'd had quite the fight with Eleazar when he first brought Seth in. He'd wanted to cut his hair short, crop it nearly to a buzz cut. I did not want to do anything to mar his beautiful features. His face while definitely that of a young adult, still held the softness and wonder of a child.

It was a naïve face, one that I could have enjoyed having in my life as a permanent sub had I not met Edward. None could compare to his perfection. I would most likely retire out of this life after him. He would be the epitome of what I could do. I can make him well again, I can give him the strength he needs to continue living. But then one day, he will no longer need me and our paths will part.

"May I wash you, sir?" Seth had started the warm water while I was lost in thought.

"Yes, do a good job and I'll let you come into the bath with me."

"Yes, sir. I will do a very good job, sir."

Seth wrung out the rag and gently stroked my face, small movements across my forehead, down my cheeks. I closed my eyes and he slowly trickled water over my head from the bucket and began to lather my hair. How soon before I could have Edward do this for me?

Edward naked, bent across my lap. Edward humping my mattresses while he jacked off. Edward hard for me the next day without provocation.

My cock began to stir again and it was if I could feel Seth's happiness. He thought my interest was due to his cleansing of my body. Any other day it would have been. But my body is now attuned to Edward and I haven't even had him. I'll remedy that soon. He wants you, Jasper. He just doesn't understand that need yet. He'll snap soon and demand you to take him. Edward will maneuver it to be as a punishment but you know better. Make love to him, slowly, sweetly. Make him want more of you. He has to want to please you, not just be a receptacle for your pleasure.

The warm, soapy rag was then wrapped around my cock, washing me tenderly. I could feel the fabric catching slightly. It was time to shave again. "The razor please, Seth."

"Yes, sir."

I grabbed an extra towel from the shelf and laid it out across the floor while he went to retrieve the shaving soap, brush, and razor. I stretched myself out, my arms beneath my head. I could wait to do this in the morning before my run, but Seth does a better job.

He returned and I relaxed as he began to work the soap into foam. His hand, bordering on hot, gently grasped my cock and held it away from my stomach where it was firmly pointed. The brush was then brought down against my skin in swift circles. Seth then pushed my cock to the side and ever so slowly shaved me. The feel of the straight razor against me was erotic, the danger of the wounds he could give me merging with the pleasure of the gentle grazing of the metal on my skin.

"All done, sir. I'm going to rinse one more time and then you'll be ready for the tub, sir."

After the water poured over my cock and balls, I reached down and inspected his work. Not a touch of stubble remained anywhere. I smiled at him and he flushed with pleasure. He was so easy to make happy and he in turn would one day make a partner very happy.

Seth helped me to my feet and he crawled beside me to the tub. I reached over and checked the temperature, hot but not burning. I sat on the edge and then swung my legs over into the water, sliding down in the same move. My sub dropped down onto his heels beside the tub, awaiting a command or invitation.

"You may come in, Seth."

"Thank you, sir."

His large form hopped up onto the side and then gingerly lowered into the water. "Hot," was whimpered several times as he acclimated to the temperature. The water was much hotter than typical American baths but I found it soothing. It was excellent at removing the ache of a whip or paddle. The clear water showed Seth's erection slightly deflated from the shock of the heat. My own was still hard from thoughts of Edward.

Tomorrow after our run I would make him stand in the bathroom naked while I showered behind the slightly frosted glass wall. He would be able to see me, in fairly good detail, but would not be invited to touch. Perhaps at our session tomorrow night I would exercise him outside, see how far I could push him outside of the therapy room. After I would ask him into the shower with me but not to touch, just to shower together.

Seth's eyes glazed as I groaned, his cock once more standing upright. I crooked my finger at him, motioning him to kneel in front of me. He did as I asked and the tip of his dick was sticking out of the water. My fingers immediately moved to it, teasing his length with feather light touches until his hips were straining towards me.

"Turn around, Seth. I want you to sit down in my lap."

"Yes, sir." His voice was slightly shaky. Eleazar did not often ask this of his male subs, he preferred me for those needs.

I reached over the edge to the small hanging basket, reaching for a condom and lube.

"May I, sir?"

I smiled and nodded, handing him the bottle and packet. He opened the condom and leaned down to kiss my cock, his face under water a moment before he straightened and rolled the sheath over me, a small squirt of lube placed into the tip. Seth squirted a large amount of lube into my hand and then turned, leaning forward with his hands on the bottom tiles of the tub.

I touched him with one finger, slowly applying the lube as he squirmed. I was far more gentle that those he'd submitted to before. He moaned when my finger tip slid inside him, spreading the lube within. With my other hand I applied some of the lube to my cock, the combination of water and lube making me extremely slick.

I pulled Seth down onto my lap, slowly entering his ass. I felt him wince as the head of my cock was in and then he hissed as I pulled him all the way to sit on me. It was hot, tight, and wonderful, but not Edward. I wanted his slim hips upon me, his pale sculpted granite chest and back within reach of my hands and lips. Seth groaned as he adjusted to my size and I began to thrust.

I closed my eyes against the smooth russet skin and dark hair that was over his left shoulder. I bit down on the right side of his neck, tasting the musky earthy cologne he wore, or maybe it was just Seth's scent. It wasn't the crisp sweet scent of Edward. My cock thrust harder and deeper into Seth as I thought of Edward.

I wanted to fuck him raw for not being Edward. I wanted to punish him for not being who I wanted right now. It's not his fault Jasper.

I loosened my grip on his hips and focused on moving him more smoothly. I would not succumb to the monster. I reached the side and grabbed a palmful of the lubricant. Despite using him to work Edward out of my system, I could let Seth enjoy this.

He jumped slightly as my hand closed around his cock. My lips worked up his neck, biting and sucking at the firm flesh, until I reached his ear. "Just relax my pet, let me make you feel good like your body is doing to me."

Seth's cock twitched in my hand, a gravely moan forming in his chest. I rested my chin on his shoulder as I rolled my hips up into him. A shiny bead of his pre-cum formed. The sub trained part of me longed to lick him clean. The dom side of me wanted to watch him beg for my hand, my cock, anything. Overriding both of those urges was my need to push Edward out of my mind.

I pumped my hand up from base to head more firmly, another bead of fluid pooling in his slit. Timing my thrusts into him with my hand I had him thrusting through my fingers as I buried myself within him to the hilt. When I withdrew, my hand fluttered around his tip, working in fast circles.

Eleazar and I had not played this game in ages. No doubt Aro would ask it of me or at least one of his brothers would. It was my place, for now. Perhaps before my trip I can have Eleazar or even Seth loosen me up so that the intrusion is less of a shock to my system.

With each thrust I could feel my balls beginning to tighten. I wanted to spill my hot seed within Edward, not this barely legal to be in our program man. Edward, those full soft lips. His silky smooth long fingers. That beautiful flushed cock, barely tinged pink with his arousal. Fucking him while Bella watched. Making him fuck Bella while I watch. Perhaps one day fucking Bella while he watches.

The first time however, will be slow, gentle, sweet. I want to conquer him fully but still have it be with affection. Can you make love to someone you don't love? That is what I will do for him. I will take him to new heights.

I will have his arms bound so that he feels more secure. I will gently lift his legs over my shoulders and slide into him as he just comes down from his own climax. That first time, he will be so very sore. I will have him arrange to spend the night so that I can care for him after. Warm compresses and a Master's soothing touch can make almost everything better after a particularly difficult session.

The tingle began as I thought of caring for his more tender regions after claiming him. I want to fill him, I want to give him everything I can. I will allow him to use me as a mental crutch to get through his days.

Seth began to move his hips harder into me, his body relaxed. He was getting close. "Please, sir. Please. I need to... I need."

I nibbled on his ear. "You need to do what, Seth?"

"I need to cum, sir. Please."

"It's my hand and cock making you cum. You are coming because I am letting you. Do you understand me?"

He frantically nodded, his legs tightening and flexing in my lap as he tried to hold back his orgasm. I closed my eyes once more and imagined fucking Edward like this, his body clenching down for his first time coming with a dick inside of him. I licked at the sweat forming beneath his hairline and traced a line of salty skin to a band of muscle near the base of his neck.

"Shoot now, Seth. Let Master know you like what I do to you."

His hips slammed back into me, his body stiffening in my arms as he began to slightly twitch. Seth's cock swelled even larger and then a dribble came down over my fingers before he began to spurt out jets of cum along with my strokes. His body clamped down on me, working me slightly.

I let my body succumb to his magic and released with him. He groaned as my arms tightened around his waist, pulling him back into me. I kissed his neck gently and then reached down between us. Grasping the base of the condom, I slid out of him and tossed the latex sheath into the receptacle beside the tub, masquerading as a covered basket.

I went home last night, still riding out a post-orgasm rush, and took an extra jog along the lake. Knowing, I'd be out here again this morning had done nothing but encourage myself to go faster. Running with Edward, I pace myself and don't give my body the workout it craves. I need to go faster, I need to feel the burn on my lungs as they pump to keep me going. I want to feel something again.

I saved breakfast for after our run, setting the crock pot on low to heat the Amish oatmeal. Two portions today, Jasper. Yes, two portions so that Edward can eat here. I can't have him skipping breakfast. He needs to have his tank on full today to make it through three scheduled surgeries and what I have planned for tonight.

Night. I wonder if he's quite recovered from last night's meal? Emmett's words had hurt him so I showed Emmett exactly what words can do. I hadn't meant my lesson to be quite so harsh but the subject of his teasing as well as the topic were both dear to me. I had undergone my fair share of teasing and torment when I was in Edward's position. Knowing how it feels, I made sure the Emmett would cease his cruelty, done in jest though it was.

Everyone had looked at me in shock for how I handled Emmett. His apology to Edward was worth what any of them thought of me. Edward knew I was just fucking around with Emmett. I mean, yes, I wanted him to stop, but I was taunting him as well. I have a talent at knowing what people feel and manipulating it. Aro and Eleazar have honed that skill to a sharp edge. I only hope that Edward sees my actions not as a manipulation but the help I truly wish to offer him.

My heart hardened as I though of Edward's acceptance of his brother's apology. "Thank you Emmett. I accept your apology. And I truly hope you never have to go through what I have. And while I thank Jasper from the bottom of my heart, I'm not entirely sure I would wish this on anyone."

Was I that hard on him already? He wouldn't wish me on anyone? If he wanted me to play hardball and show him how easy he had it, I would. Today I'll show him my scars. I'll show him what a sick sadistic master I could be if he'd rather a different technique than what I offer.

I set out my clothes for the day over my bed, tossed my hospital identification badge onto my clothes, and even had my shoes ready. To finish wasting time until Edward arrived, I packed my lunch including a handful of chocolate kisses for the afternoon sugar crash. I grabbed a pitcher from beneath the sink, filled it with water, nine teabags, and a cup of simple syrup. I put the lid on and set it out on the back porch where the sun would hit the pitcher. I'd come home to a nice batch of sun tea just like my mom used to make.

My home was fairly secluded so I could hear Edward's car coming down the road. The morning was warming up so I left my jogging jacket on its hook and then pulled my shoes on. I don't bother untying them so getting them on by a simple tug at the heel was quick enough to satisfy me. I could sense Edward coming nearer and needed to close the distance.

I greeted him at the sidewalk leading from driveway to door and he gave me a cautious smile as he put the car into park. Edward looked down at the floorboards and oddly enough, his cheeks were blushed pink when he got out of the car. Could something have happened in the car? His normal cocky smirk and direct eye contact were not present.

"Edward, did you disobey me?"

His eyes flashed up to mine, the color in his cheeks turning a deeper pink, nearly red from embarrassment. Edward gave his car another quick look. I reached over and grasped his chin and forced his eyes up to mine.

His eyes were such a startling green, clear as emeralds, framed by dark lashes. The lashes were too long and thick for most men but on him they just enhanced his beauty. His jaw relaxed beneath my touch and his eyes softened, meeting mine.

Edward nodded.

"Say it."

His adam's apple bobbed while he swallowed. "I disobeyed you, sir."

I released him, slightly pushing him back and off balance. "Not even wearing my ring one night and you're already disobeying me. I don't think you really want to get better, Edward. I gave you that one simple command and you couldn't follow it. Maybe you aren't cut out to be my sub. Maybe you aren't good enough for me."

"Edward, there are any number of subs that I could take on who would be glad to wear my ring. Many who would let me parade them around Seattle with a leash and collar. I can gladly help them. You're either in or out, Edward. You can't play with me and then ignore my commands the moment you leave. This is a commitment. If you want to get better, prove it to me."

I turned and started jogging to the lake. I was not going to let him get to me. I'd punish him tonight in our session.

The crunch of gravel beneath his feet alerted me to his presence behind me. I picked up the pace, letting my lungs work as the ground flew at my steps. Edward did not let me outrun him, sprinting to get in front of me.

"I'm sorry, sir. Give me a second chance, Jasper. Sir."

His eyes were dark, showing a depth of pain, new pain. Edward could not run backwards very well so I slowed to a walk and then stopped. He dropped to his knees in front of me, his head bowed while his chest heaved trying to catch his breath. I felt his forehead rest upon my feet, his back curved.

I knew this had to be hard on him, choosing to submit. My own first transgression had been of a similar nature. Eleazar had told me that I would not be allowed to succumb to my own pleasure unless it was with his cock inside me. The first chance I had to use the bathroom I jacked off three times in a row.

I was whipped until I broke down into sobs, my body spread eagle on a bed. Eleazar washed my back and then fucked me while I was bound. It was my only direct disobedience.

I knelt down, one knee on the ground, and placed my hand upon his shoulder. "Let's go back to my home, Edward."

"Yes, sir."

I turned and began to jog to my house. We could discuss his punishment tonight. For now, he would see what I could do.

I heard Edward regain his footing and come after me. I reached the house moments before Edward and kicked my shoes off at the door. I continued walking to my bathroom and stripped down. I could hear him in the hallway, his weight shifting back and forth upon a squeaky board.

"Come in, Edward. You may wait with my towel until I finish. Then you may shower."

I stepped behind the glass wall before he entered, the water on as he neared the shower room. I quickly scrubbed my hair and washed my body. Seeing Edward outside the room had my cock twitching. You would have thought I hadn't found my own relief with Seth last night.

"Strip while you're out there. No sense is wasting time when I finish."

I turned sideways beneath the water so that he could see my profile and I could surreptitiously watch him. He began to undress, his socks, shirt, pants, and underwear today. Edward wasn't hard but as he watched me shower, his cock began to grow, causing mine in turn to harden.

"Towel."

Edward scrambled for the shelf where I kept clean towels and he came to the entrance to my walk in shower, towel outstretched. I smiled and gave him a nod. He offered it up and I shook my head.

"You may dry me now, Edward."

He nodded and stepped into the water. I held out my arms and let him dry my arms and chest. Edward gently pushed the towel onto my legs and groin, not knowing exactly what to do. His nervousness was endearing.

"Just tie it around my waist, Edward." I waited until he had done so, his arms wrapping around my torso as he situated the towel upon my hips. "Thank you, Edward."

I turned around then, showing him my scarred back for the first time. He gasped and I felt his fingers outline some of the more prominent markings. "You may speak your mind, I know you want to."

"Thank you, Jasper. Sir?"

"Jasper is fine now, Edward."

His fingers moved on to the longest scar, one that wraps over my shoulder. "How did you get these, Jasper? I've never seen such extensive scar tissue outside of burns. I'm a surgeon and I see a lot, Jasper."

I fought to suppress the shudder as I recalled my three weeks of hell. I was virtually flayed alive for a sick woman's pleasure. This is the side of my life I will shelter you from. I won't let them take you and if they do, you'll be broken so that they have no reason to punish you, Edward.

"I once had a master far less forgiving in nature than I am. My mistress and her associates discovered that I had hidden something rather important from them regarding my life outside of their walls. I spent three weeks being punished until my throat was raw with my screams. My mistress would have my wounds bound and healed solely to do it again the moment my skin was no longer broken."

I turned to face him, his skin deadly pale. "Do not worry, that is not how I would ever treat you, Edward. You will very likely face punishments as well as be given pain solely because I choose to temper you. I am here to make you whole again, not make you my slave. You will be subservient but not my lesser. Do you understand the difference?"

"I think so." His smile was cautious.

"Are you still uncomfortable from Monday night?" Edward shook his head at my question. "Good, then perhaps tonight I will administer another lesson in pleasure and pain after we work on more meditation. We will still have your other therapy sessions as they will be beneficial in continuing your mental health when our time together is finished."

Thinking of him one day leaving me, or having to leave him behind, caused me a sharp burst of pain. He was recovering his color but at the news of us one day being apart, his eyes fell. I put my hand onto his shoulder, drawing him closer to me so that our bodies were merely inches apart.

"Do not fret. That is in the distant future. I have plans for you in the meantime. Edward, you wear my ring until I choose to take it back. Thirty, forty years down the road, I may still call on you and ask you to kneel. You will always have a way to contact me unless I am in Italy at which point you will have a way to leave a message for me. Now, shower, you're all sweaty from our run and we both have meetings this morning before seeing patients."

My hand that was resting on his shoulder drifted down his arm to rest at the top of his thigh. I used the back of my index finger, the flat space between knuckles, to rub up and down across the sharp point of his hipbone. He let out a sigh and his hips instinctively moved into my touch, wanting more friction.

I smiled and leaned in so that my lips were by his ear. "Soon, but not today. Not when you've been such a bad sub. You cannot touch yourself and I don't want Bella touching you either until Friday after our session. I am not pleased with your transgression, Edward. Just because I am a more lenient master does not make me an easier one."

I kissed the side of his neck, below his ear and let my tongue flick just barely beyond my lips so that I could taste the salt and sweat of his skin. I backed off and slapped him, hard, on the ass. "Shower, now. Then breakfast."

Edward began to wash himself and I left him alone so that I could dress for work. As he dressed, I busied myself in the kitchen, serving up orange juice, coffee, and oatmeal with a handful of brown sugar on top. His hearty laugh made me turn around.

"Are you trying to turn me into a diabetic, Jasper?"

I smiled. "I like sweet things. But you can see that I pay for it in my workouts."

We made small talk about the news and hospital gossip while we ate. Apparently rumor had it that Dr. Grayson, my Tally, was cheating on her husband but no one knew who. One of her nurses had questioned her about why she came in to work with a hickey while Aaron was definitely out of town. Yeah, not my smartest move but she had called, saying she needed me and some "management" as she had codenamed any punishments. After accepting her paddling, Talia had turned to kiss me, asking if she could spend the night.

She cried about her frustrations at not getting pregnant right away and I held her, soothing her with kisses and knowing touches. She and I came together as two people that night, not a dom and his sub. The next morning was slightly awkward but she promptly knelt beside my bed awaiting her next order.

"What happened to your Master or Mistress or whoever it was that did this to you, Jasper?" Edward's voice was steady, too steady for the question he had asked. I looked up from my oatmeal and his eyes went to his glass of juice. "Sorry, sir."

"No, that's alright. I gave you leave to speak with me. I know what you are going through regarding being responsible for Mr. Burns because I killed my Mistress."

"I was surprised to see that you had requested another appointment. We normally only meet on Thursdays. Are you feeling well, Bella?"

She nodded and took a sip of her coffee, served with extra cream and two packets of sugar. "I wanted to talk about Edward." She held up her hand as I began to interrupt. "I know because he's your patient that you are limited in what you can tell me, but I needed someone to talk to where I know it will be kept confidential. Can I talk to you as my mental health provider, not as Edward's friend or even as his therapist?"

"Of course, Bella. How can I help you?"

Her hands were shaking so I came around my desk and sat beside her on the couch. I set her coffee mug onto the table and then took her hands into mine. My thumbs rose up onto her knuckles and then down into the valleys between her fingers.

"I feel like I'm losing the Edward I married, or maybe I'm just finally finding him. I don't know. There are things that I've asked him to do since the beginning of our relationship and then he came home Monday night and it was as if he was a different person. Edward was confident, strong willed, and he finally lost control."

So I did break through his defenses but he wouldn't show me. Good to know. "How did he lose control? Did he hurt you or himself?"

"No! It wasn't like... that. It's probably too much information."

I smiled at her and released her hand, reaching for my own mug of tea. "There's no such thing in my office as too much information. Believe me when I say I've heard it all."

Bella reached for a tissue and was toying with it, choosing her words carefully. There was a pile of shredded kleenex in her lap when she finally spoke once more. "Edward has always been very careful when we make love. He treats me like I'm a porcelain statue he's worried about breaking. Since he started seeing you, things have mixed up a bit. Edward is no longer so worried every minute.

"Then Monday night came and it was like you unlocked something in him. Or maybe it was just like he said. You took him to the edge. He said he needed something but didn't say what."

I inwardly smiled. Edward wanted to have his control taken away and I did it. I had succeeded in taking down his mental and physical control. Now, I needed to redirect his actions when I wasn't present.

"Bella, I think that with what Edward has been through, a certain lack of control is probably a good thing. I am helping him to develop a mind set where he can put himself above and outside of the the stressors that trigger his flashbacks. Our therapy involves giving him other situations to focus upon instead of the memories and hallucinations."

"Like the ring?"

He was still toying with his ring this morning, it was not likely she ever could have missed it. "You do not approve?"

Bella's eyes darted to mine and she shook her head. "Oh, that's not the issue at all. I'm willing to accept and tolerate anything you need him to do to bring back the man I married. Take as much of his time as you need, just make sure he comes back to me. I need him."

I reached up and brushed a lock of hair out of her face. "Bella, as his therapist and yours, I can only promise that I will show him the path. He has to walk it himself. As his friend and confidante, I will do whatever is within my power to bring back the man you know and love. He's in there somewhere and I'm going to find him."

Bella's voice was breaking into tears as she spoke again. "You speak with such conviction, it's as if you love him too. I'm so grateful that you're in our lives now, Jasper. I don't know what I'd do without you here. You're holding us together."

Her arms wrapped around my neck and held me close. I let her cry on my shoulder until she had calmed and when she pulled back, her eyes were bright with the last of her tears. Her lips were a deep rose red and Bella's eyes kept moving from my eyes to my lips. I let go of her and moved away citing I had to get ready for my next patient, proud of myself for not kissing her.

I would have Edward first. Perhaps I would even let him have me. Then in the right circumstances, I'd have Bella, but not as cheating. He'll come to me and she will follow.

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