Chapter Nineteen
The five faces on the couch stared at Rosie with expressions ranging from concern and confusion to teasing amusement.
Rosie started to laugh and laugh, staggering to a chair to sit down. "Alice, you're a fiend!" she gasped between gurgles.
Emmett piped up first, "See, I told you she was just perfect for him."
"You did, indeed, sweetie. Good call." Rosie replied, when she calmed down. "So, Alice, how long have you know, been diddling my big bro?"
"Hey wait a minute…" Jasper interrupted Rosie's interview.
"Umm, Jasper…" Alice's voice coincided with Japser's, she was more than a little bit unsettled by Rosie's forthrightness.
The two of them sitting on the couch turned to each other and then halted in unison. Jasper recovered first. "It's okay Alice, I'll handle her. Rosie you promised that there wouldn't be an interrogation. If you continue, we're leaving."
"What?" Rosie spluttered, suprised by the protective ferocity in Jasper's voice. She's only ever heard him use that tone in defense of her. Rosie was instantly aware that Jasper was in love with Alice. In love and as protective as a lion in defense of his mate.
Alice jumped in to defend Rosie. "It's okay, Jasper."
Then she turned to Rose. "Rosie, I understand your need to know, believe me I do, but right now… is… well it's pretty…hard to..expl..." her voice trailed off as she searched for a diplomatic way to tell Rosie that this was very new for her.
Jasper waded in, trying to rescue Alice from her own uncertainty. "What Alice is trying to say is we are..."
"If you give me a chance, I can say what I'm trying to say." Alice snapped at him, a little annoyed that he hadn't prepared her for this.
Emmett and Rosie looked at each other and smiled, knowingly. Then Rosie smiled like an angel at Alice, and spoke softly and with understanding. "Forget it. Alice I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put you on the spot. I'm just so happy to meet you and, to tell you the truth, I feel good about this. Whatever is going on is making my big bro here happy and I like it. I like you. And I don't want to scare you away so…"
"Don't start." Emmett warned as he closed a bearlike paw around her shoulder.
"...So, I'll just let it go. I won't force you to talk about Slim over here, but if you ever want to know anything, come to me..." she winked.
Alice was really liking this woman. "Really? Well I do have some ques..."
"Oh no you don't." Jasper said. "I'll answer any question you might have. DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT, ask Rosie anything. She will embellish to the point of lying."
Rosie guffawed. "I do not embellish. I'll tell you all his secrets, that's what he's afraid of."
"Rosie, I have no secrets from Alice." Jasper said quietly, and again Rosie was pleasantly surprised by her brother.
"That's great, Jasper." She looked from Jasper to Alice, bemused and enchanted that her brother had found love at last to light his way.
Emmett interrupted "Let's eat." Emmett stood up and hoisted his son up onto his shoulders. "Ready to eat big guy?
"Me hungy," Zachary said
Jasper stood up with Emma in his arms. "I think this little one is too tired to eat."
"Nonsense." Rosie said. "Give her here."
Emmett and Rosie walked into the dining room, leaving Alice and Jasper trailing in their wake. "Well that was a harrowing experience." Alice whispered.
"Don't feel bad. Rosie's just curious. She didn't mean to pry."
"Yes, she did." Alice laughed. "But that's okay. I was just caught off guard."
Jasper pulled her into his arms and gave her a kiss. "I'm really happy that she likes you." he whispered.
"I know you are. And I like her, too."
By the time they walked into the dining room Rosie had snapped Emma into her high chair and Emmett was bringing in the pot roast. "Do you need help? Alice offered.
"Thanks." Emmett answered gratefully, "the sides are on the counter…"
"No, Alice, you sit there." Rosie piped up, pointing at the dining room chair across from hers. "You're the guest. Jasper can you please help Em bring in the food?"
Jasper and Emmett went to do her bidding
"You have to teach me that." Alice smiled
"What?"
"He- male management."
Rosie replied with a twinle in her eye. "I'm sure you know all about it Alice. You don't fool me. You have Jasper wrapped around your finger."
"No, I don't. he just wants you to think that."
Rosie laughed. "No you do. I see it in his eyes, he's a marshmallow where you're concerened. He'll do back flips to please you."
Alice gurgled with laughter. "I'd like to see the day. Jasper has an agenda, believe me. It's all part of the act."
Suddenly Rosie became serious. "Oh it's no act, Alice. He's all the way gone on you. I've only seen that look in one other person. Em. It's love Alice. He loves you."
"Hmm?" Alice rolled her eye a little, preferring to keep quiet on the subject.
"Believe me, he's guarded his heart his whole life, but now he's wide open. I can see it clear as day. It's exactly what happened to me."
"How did you and Emmett meet?" Alice asked. Suddenly very curious about how Rosie and Emmett came to be this perfect little family.
"He was at MIT, I was at Boston University. A brainy, brawny guy, who was hopelessly uncoordinated just threw me for a loop. He's the sexiest nerd I'd ever seen. We met at my twenty-first birthday party. I'll tell you all about that and all about my brother on our lunch date tomorrow." Rosie invited slyly.
Alice was starting to fall in deep like with Rosalie Hale. "You're asking me out on a date? But we just met, and I'm seeing someone."
"So, what? I'm married. It's not cheating if they know."
"So, are you going to tell Emmett?"
"No. " Rose giggled. "Are you going to tell Jasper?"
"No, I want to cheat. What he doesn't know won't hurt him. So what time?"
"Noon. Where do you want to go?"
"The ferry building, at the caviar place. We'll have champagne and caviar on a Monday afternoon."
"Decadent, but I like it."
"Then, it's a date."
Just then Jasper and Emmett returned to the table, loaded down with platters. Alice jumped up to help, and took the basket of buttered rolls from Emmet's big hands.
"Oh, these smell divine!" Alice exclaimed.
"My secret recipe." Emmett swelled with pride; as a matter of fact, if Emmett's chest puffed any bigger he would easily pop a button or two.
"They're his butter biscuits." Rosie explained. "They're addictive. That's why I married this guy. His butter biscuits bring all the girls to the yard." She snorted.
"They're perfect for sopping up the au jus." Emmett informed her.
Jasper had laid out the glazed carrots and Spinach salad. Emmett whipped the cover off the garlic mashed potatoes, waving them under his wife's nose. "Ta da!" he said "Get a whiff of that, baby."
"Oh, Emmett. You know what those do to me." She groaned.
Jasper looked at Alice with a twinkle in his blue eyes, "Ignore them, Alice. I do. If they're not careful, we'll hear the pitter patter of baby number three, soon."
"Oh no way." Rose corrected him. "I've retired. You're next. I want a niece or a nephew to play with these two."
All three eyes turned to Alice. "I'm not in this conversation at all." She put her hands up to ward off the suggestive gazes.
"Yes, you are." Rosie laughed.
"Nope. Garlic potatoes do nothing for me." She laughed.
"That's because you haven't tried these." Emmett said. "These are orgasmic."
"What's gasmic, Daddy?" Zachary piped up. Everyone fell silent, looking at Emmett to see how he would dig his way out.
"Oh it means, umm, something that is very good."
Rosie eyes widened and she shook her head at her husband.
"Chocolate cake is gasmic?" Zach asked innocently as Rosie shook her head even more emphatically.
"Err, no Zach. Gasmic means healthy." Rosie said scrambling to shut his train of thought down.
"Oh. Broccoli is gasmic?"
"Yes. But that's not the best word to use, little man. A better word is nutritious." Rosie nodded encouraging Emmett to use a different adjective.
"I like gasmic. Gasmic! Gasmic! Gasmic!" Zach chanted.
The adults at the table sat as if spellbound, watching Zach as he raised and lowered his knife and fork in his clenched fists, thumping it up and down on the table.
"Well, we've screwed up again." Rosie said, dejectedly shaking her head. "I'll bet any of you a million dollars that this kid will need therapy by the time he's ten."
Alice looked at Jasper, his eyebrows raised and a slight smirk played around his lips as his eyes darted from Zach to Alice. Rosie sighed and shrugged mashing potatoes in Emma's plate and feeding it into her waiting mouth. Emmett tucked in and having tried the potatoes, he rolled his eyes heavenward. Other than Zach's chanting the only sounds in the room was the clinking of cutlery on china. The laughter bubbled up in her until she could hold it in no longer, and she finally had to release it. The giggles came out, tripping one over the other until Jasper joined in. Then a chuckle from Emmett and then finally Rose.
The adults laughed as they ate, until Zach stopped chanting and looked up to ask, "Wha's so funny?"
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After dinner, Alice helped the men as they cleared the table while Rosie led the kids back into the living room. Within five minutes the dishwasher was on and the kitchen tidied, and they joined Rosie and the kids. Emmett flopped onto the couch and snuggled up to Rosie where she sat singing softly with Emma on her lap. Alice could almost make out a familiar song.
"Rosie, what are you singing?"
"Baby Beluga. It's one of Emma's favorite."
"It used to be my sister's favorite song when she was little. My mom would put it on and Bella would whirl around and laugh like crazy. I have to confess even when I became too old for Raffi, I used to sneak and listen to him."
"Raffi is like the Michael Jackson of the younger crowd, that's for sure." Rosie said with a smile.
Alice went to sit on the loveseat and Jasper sat down next to her. Reaching for her hand and turning it over in his. Alice smiled up into his eyes as he softly stroked her palm. "What is your favorite lullaby?" He asked her.
"I guess it's "All I Really Need." My mom used to sing it and dance around the house with Bella in her arms and me holding on to her skirt."
"Sing, sing." Zach chanted
Emma slid down from Rosie's lap and climbed onto Jasper's. "Sing." she said as she looked up into blues eyes that were very much like her own.
"Okay little one. We'll sing a song for Alice."
Emma and Zach clapped and as if by magic Rosie thrust a guitar in Jasper's hands, and lifted Emma in her arms and handed her to her father .
"You play?" Alice asked, stunned. How did she not know that he played the guitar?
Rosie answered for him as he tuned it. "Jasper sings for his supper every Sunday. He sings the kids to sleep after we eat."
Jasper teased her and Emmett. "You guys too. I sometimes have to tiptoe out of here Alice, because the whole McCarty clan have been known to fall asleep to my magic guitar. So be warned, I may have to carry you out of here, I hear it's like a drug."
And he started playing Alice's favorite. "All I really need is a song in my heart..."
And Alice joined in, "…food in my belly and love in my family.."
Rosie hummed a little as she stroked Zach's hair from his forehead and his eyelids started to dip.
Emma had a thumb in her mouth as she leaned against her Daddy's chest. Alice and Jasper sang together in perfect harmony. When the song was done he leaned into her and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "You missed your calling Ms Swan. You would have made a great back-up singer for Raffi's jamming band."
She laughed, "Maybe you and I should become the next Peter, Paul and Mary , minus Peter."
"I don't know about that, singing ain't my thing. But harmonizing with you is always a good thing."
"Hey, man watch your mouth. Is there a double entendre in there?" Emmett scolded. "There are young kids here, ya know."
"Okay, you get your kid to chant orgasm but I can't say harmonize?"
"It's the way you said it that makes it lascivious." Emmett teased.
"Right."
"Uncle J?" Zach said sleepily, followed by a great big yawn. "Can you sing my favorite?"
"Of course, little bud." Jasper promised. "Puff the magic dragon, lived by the sea..."
By the time the song ended both Emma and Zach were fast asleep. "Thanks." Emmett whispered to Jasper as he rose up with little Emma in his arms. "Mission accomplished." he winked and he walked off with Emma.
"Yes, thanks." Rose whispered to Alice, "Because of Jasper, Sunday nights are the easiest bedtimes. Every other night these two take forever to fall asleep." Zach stirred and they all hushed for a bit, until Emmett came back into the room and picked up his son to cart him off to bed.
"I'd better get to bed myself." Alice said as she stood up. "I have work in the morning and my boss is a stickler for time." Alice snickered, knowing full well that she was the timely one and Jasper was habitually late. Jasper laughed along as he stood up next to her.
Rosie, still seated, looked from one to the other, trying to decipher the undercurrents. "Is he now? I always thought he was pretty flexible. From what he tells me he is the best loved boss in all of San Francisco."
Alice's glance flickered over to Rosie and then back to Jasper's. "Well that's true enough, all the women in the office seem to have a little crush on him." She teased. "Especially Jessica."
He smiled at her in return. "You've captured quite a bit of male interest yourself Ms Swan, don't go throwing rocks if your house is made of glass."
"I didn't say it was a bad thing, did I? I just made an observation that quite a few female hearts go pitter patter when you're in the office."
"Is one of those pitter pattering hearts yours?" He leaned down to whisper against her lips.
"Maybe, maybe not." She whispered back.
"I think that's a definite maybe." So involved were they in their own banter that they forgot that Rosie was even there. Jasper captured Alice's lips in a sweet long kiss, and Alice reached up and clenched his shirt in her fist, bringing him even closer.
The soft kiss continued, they did not move apart until the sound of a throat clearing alerted them back to the present. Emmett was smiling in the doorway and Rosie was positively beaming as she stared shamelessly from her seat on the couch.
"Wow!" Emmett said to Rose. "These guys better get going before they spontaneously combust here in our living room."
Alice felt heat all the way up to her ears and it wasn't just due to embarassment, it had a lot to do with how Jasper's kisses had made her feel.
"We're outta here. Goodnight guys." Jasper croaked as he grabbed Alice's hand in his and headed to the front door.
"Goodnight, Emmett. Goodnight Rose and thanks." Alice laughingly gasped out as Jasper hustled her out.
As they rushed out to the car, Rosie appeared at the front door and yelled out, "Alice, don't forget about the caviar!"
"Okley Dokley." she yelled back, giddy with excitement.
Jasper opened the car door for her and as she was getting in he asked her, "What was Rose saying about caviar?"
"Oh." Alice thought quickly as he walked around the car to the driver's side. By the time he sat behind the wheel she had her story. "While you were in the kitchen with Emmett, she and I were talking about some article I read on caviar. I told her that I'd send it to her."
"Oh. I didn't even know you like caviar."
"Love it. Especially with champagne. And you know how I love that!"
"Yeah, I remember." he smirked. "And I also remember what it does to you."
He drove the few blocks to her house and made it in under five minutes. He opened the car door and hustled her up the stairs. "Man, are you in a rush to get somewhere or what?" she muttered as she fitted the key into the lock.
Jasper reached up and snagged a bright yellow post it that was stuck to the front door fluttering in the slight breeze.
"The only place I have to be is right here with you." Placing his right hand behind her neck, he brought her face close to his. He stared into her bright eyes and with a groan he captured her lips in a hungry kiss. "I want in." He groaned. "Ask me in."
Alice's heart was knocking against the cage of her ribs. She needed to think. Fast. She did not want Jasper in Mike's bed. "I can't, Jasper. Bella is…"
"…out with a guy named Edward." He held the bright yellow post-it with the scribbled message between his two fingers.
"Oh! She is, huh?" Her heart was pounding now, it's a miracle she didn't have a coronary.
He brought his hand under her chin and lifted her face to look straight into her eyes. "Your house is empty. Ask me in. For a drink."
Yeah, right. He didn't want a drink. "B..b..but you're driving."
"I'll just wait a little before I leave. Ask me in."
"Deflect, Alice, deflect and delay." she said to herself. "You're not a vampire, are you, Jasper? Do you need permission before crossing the threshold?"
He smirked. "I'm not a vampire, baby. Not unless vampires like to eat pussy and fuck all night long."
She swallowed heavily, the thought of her and Jasper screwing their brains out was at once tempting and daunting. "So is that what you want? Not a drink?"
"That's what I want. Ask me in so I can taste your honey and make you come."
"Jasper.."
"Don't think about it, Alice, just do it. Why is it so hard to ask me into your home? Into your bed?
"It's Mike's bed." She whispered. "It's not right."
He sighed. "Fine. Whatever. I won't fuck you on Mike's bed. I'll fuck you on the couch, or the floor, or the wall. Just ask me in, Alice."
She pushed open the door and walked inside. She turned toward him as he maintained his position on the porch.
"Ten seconds." He said, eyes narrowing and jaw clenching.
Alice held the knob tightly, the cool metal grounding her in the reality of what she was about to do. "Jasper, would you like to come in for a drink?"
He shook his head. "No. I don't want a drink."
"Jasper, would you like to come in? For me?"
"Yes, baby. I want to come in. For you. In you." He took her hand away from the knob and kicked the front door closed. He cupped her jaw in his hand as he pressed her into the wall. "Let me make you feel good. You know I can."
He kissed her with a driving need, wrapping his lips around hers, thrilling her with the slow stroke of his lecherous tongue, as it licked her mouth. His knee parted her thighs and he rubbed and pressed against the apex of her thighs, making her wet and ready in seconds.
He pulled his mouth from hers, kissing along her jaw up to the underside of her ear, licking her lobe. "I want to lick your little nub, here." He said as he ground his thigh onto her tingling clit. "You feel so good, Alice. You make me feel like no one else ever has." His mouth returned to hers and he nipped her bottom lip between his, making her moan with agonizing need.
At the sound of her moan he lifted her off the ground, her legs wrapped of their own accord around his waist. "Where to, baby?" he asked her, hoping she wouldn't change her mind yet again.
"K...k..kitchen." she stuttered as his teeth found her hardened nipple with unerring accuracy and nipped it through the velvet fabric of her dress. "The kitchen table." She reiterated.
Jasper lost no time in maneuvering them through the swinging door and settling her on the heavy oak table. He reached behind her and pulled at the zipper, she felt the cool rush of the room air against her back. In the rosy light of the setting sun he pulled her dress down her arms revealing her beautiful soft breasts, made even more erotic by the sheer black bustier she wore underneath. "What the fuck are you wearing?" he groaned out the question.
"A bra." she looked up at him from under lowered lashed, feeling the power shift over to her side of the equation.
"That's not a bra. That's a heart attack waiting to happen." He said, as he stared at her silky skin on peek-a-boo display under the sheer dotted fabric. He licked his lips and glanced up to her eyes for exactly one second before her nipples drew his eyes away again. "You're too beautiful." he whispered.
The power was all hers and she revelled in it as she laughed and pushed him away. "Sit over there, and shut up." She instructed, and he took fewsteps back and sat on a stool. "I don't want you ripping my pretty dress, so I'll have to take it off myself."
She stood in front of him, reached down to his knees and spread them wide, cupping her hand around his bulge and squeezing firmly. "You like that, baby?" She released her hold, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zipper down, opening the flap of fabric. "You're going to need the room." She whispered as she stroked him seductively, he didn't disappoint, his cock stiffened, reaching out of the narrow opening of his underwear. Alice bent her head and licked the silken tip. "Keep your pants on."
Alice stepped back two paces, the dress was already half way off, held up by only the black bow. She reached behind her back and tugged on one end pulling it slowly to the side, the skirt loosened and she shimmied out of it as it lay in a black and white froth at her feet. She stepped out of it and reached down to pick it up, carefully folding it over the back of a chair. "I love this dress, Jasper." She said matter of factly. One would almost think, by the sound of her voice, that she was shooting the shit and not standing in the middle of her kitchen in a black bustier, matching black point lace bikini, wearing a shiny black pair of Kate Spade pumps.
She turned to Jasper whose eyes had been glued to her magnificent ass that was barely covered by the black triangle of lace. "Would you like a little show, Jasper? A little cock tease? Hmmm?" she invited. "Look at these, baby." She trailed her fingers up her sides, caressing along her torso, reaching the upper edge of the bra, where her breasts swelled above the lace edging. "Do you want to see?" she asked and pulled the lacy cups down, tucking them under so that her tits and hardened nipples were showing. "Do you want a little lick?" she flicked her thumb over her stiff nipples. "Oooh, that feels so good." She squirmed, "But your mouth would feel so much better."
She then trailed her hands down her rib cage over the uncovered expanse of her tummy just above the low cut bikini. "But you would feel even better here." She said as she dipped one hand into her panty and cupped her pussy. "Let me take these off and show you." She offered as her hand reached for the lacy bands on her hips and tugged them down. She stepped out of her panties and sauntered over to stand in front of Jasper. She guided his hand over her lips and along the wet slit of her cunt. "You like?"
His lids were so low, she could barely make out his eyes, but the tell-tale flush on his cheeks and his cock standing at attention was proof of his arousal. "I like."
She reached over and folded her hand around the shaft of his hard cock. "So, I see."
And as she started to stroke him, squeezing and pulling, he moaned, and then covered her hand with his, halting it mid-stroke. "Don't, baby. I don't want to come like this."
She came close enough to him that her nipples were brushing against his blue button down shirt, and her lips feathered against his when she asked him. "How do you want to come, then?
Quick as a wink, Jasper's hand reached between her thighs and with the index side of his hand rubbed her wet folds. "I want to come in your hot little cunt, baby."
Her lids dipped low over her sparkling green eyes as her breathing hitched and she gasped with pleasure. She leaned in and breached the centimeter that separated his lips from hers, running the wet tip of her tongue along the seam of his lips.
He opened for her and she slid her tongue in to taste and breathe in the flavor of him. Reaching his other hand between them, he played with her rosy nipple, tweaking and then pulling at it. Without quite knowing how it happened Alice felt the oak table behind the curve of her ass. "Turn around baby" he muttered against her lips.
"Huh?" Alice was lost in pleasured bliss, wallowing in the triple sensation of his tongue, thumb and hand as he stirred her up toward the coming orgasm.
His hands left their business to grasp her shoulders, "Turn around." And he twisted her and applied pressure at the base of her neck until she was spread-eagled over the kitchen table, her hands gripping the sides, and her ass pointed temptingly at Jasper's crotch. "Now that's a pretty fucking picture." He groaned out.
Alice heard the soft soosh of his jeans falling and the tear of a foil wrapper just seconds before she felt the head of his thick cock as he rubbed it up and down her moist folds. "Ready for me, baby?" he asked her.
"Yees." She groaned out her response, anticipating the moment when he would slide into her and fulfill the promise that his hands had made just minutes ago to her flesh.
His long fingers dug into the curve of her hipbones as he tugged her back towards him and he gave her all of him. His thick cock slid into her aching flesh instantly easing the longing but instantly increasing the feverish desire. Alice could not help the "Oh, yes, like that!" that tumbled with a gasp from her lips.
"You like this, baby? You like it like this?" He gasped out.
She nodded, and let out another breathless, "yes", before he tugged her back again, setting the rhythm for this night's dance. "I love it. God I love feeling you in me!" she groaned, as Jasper's body covered hers in a hovering embrace. She felt the rasp of the light scattering of blonde hair on his chest rubbing against her back as he snaked one arm around her middle and his hand reached down to where their bodies met and stroked her clit. She shuddered gripped by the building tightness, the giddy fervor. His other arm hand reached under to encircle her ribcage, the thumb of that hand stretched out to flick at one super-sensitive red nipple.
In, out, in. His cock slid inside her, reaching her pleasure points and spreading the delicious vibrating tingle throughout her cunt and out into her hips and up into her belly. Each thrust of him into her created massive waves of energy which pulsed up, and up and up, then through her until her whole body was one yielding mass of quivering electric current.
He set the pace and like an avenging angelic beast he held her captive beneath him, as she soared higher and higher. Her heart became a savage drumbeat, unbelievably loud to her ears; and then her panting, keening cries of pleasure reached their zenith when his teeth bit into the thin skin of the nape of her neck, just above the bony vertebra. And she came powerfully, clenching around his cock, she cried out in a rapture that was almost too painful to bear.
"Fuuck. Fuuck, oh God, fuuuck." She moaned, arching her back and taking him even deeper inside her pulsing core, wanting him to come, needing him to lose his control so that they would both be wrecked together.
Jasper groaned as he felt his release approaching. "Fuuck! Alice, nothing feels better than coming inside you." And he pumped twice more before he stilled, his hands sliding down her arms to hold both of hers beneath his on the oak table. Interweaving his fingers with hers, he whispered into the side curve of her neck, "I love you. Love you. You are everything to me. My whole world."
As he pulled out he turned her around in his arms and clasped her still trembling body tightly to his. "I want to sleep with you tonight, Alice. I don't want you to tell me to go home."
Suddenly Alice felt too tired to deny him. He was warm and he was here. He loved her, and she loved him. Maybe not the way that she loved Mike, but it was love nevertheless. Mike was gone and while that sad ache for him would always be in her heart, she couldn't bring Mike back. She had Jasper and he needed her like she needed him. "Let's go to bed, Jasper."
"Mike's bed?"
She shook her head. "My bed."
And Jasper kissed her all over, peppering her nose and her eyelids and her cheeks with little kisses, before finally reaching her lips. "I love you."
"I love you too." she whispered against his lips. Their lips fused and their tongues tangled, he drew back to peck at her lips and delved once more into her mouth, opening it greedily for his kiss.
After minutes, they were breathless, Jasper cupped her face between his hands. "Thank you for loving me Alice, and trusting me with your heart. I will never, ever do anything to make you regret giving your love to me. I will love you and cherish you forever and always." He promised.
And Alice knew in her heart he wouldn't disappoint her. She was just worried that she may disappoint him.