I am AMAZED at the response to my little story! Thank you! I just wanted to let you know that I am posting the last three chapters of the story today. I thought it would make a nice Labor Day present to you all. ;-) Also, just a reminder, this was a ONESHOT when I wrote it. (albeit an enormous one) I'm sure many of you will wonder why it's not longer or even more stuff isn't addressed. Well, that's why. It was already a 30K oneshot when I reached the ending I had in mind, and it was never meant to be more than that. That's not saying I may not get a wild hair to slap on an outtake or something later, but as of right now, the end is the end, and remember it was only meant to be one chapter long.

On with the show... (and a little bit of angst)

When I woke a few hours later to use the bathroom, I couldn't believe how relaxed I felt. I hadn't slept so well in years, and it didn't take me very long to guess what the difference was. Cuddling next to Bella had been the most natural feeling in the world to me, which came as quite a shock, since I had never been a cuddler before. Ever.

After finishing in the bathroom I quietly grabbed my phone, looking down on her sleeping form as I did so. She looked exquisite, even snoring lightly with fabric lines on her cheek.

As I walked across the room towards the balcony, intending to step outside to make a call, I was surprised to notice a Georgetown logo as the wallpaper on the iPhone when it powered up.

Shit, I picked up the wrong phone.

I snuck back and switched it out for the right one, feeling better once I saw the familiar wallpaper light up. I took two steps and stopped when an idea hit me. Bringing up the camera feature, I zoomed in on Bella's adorable creased face and snapped a pic, storing it away quickly in my favorites folder as I returned to the balcony.

I closed the sliding door quietly behind me and made a few calls. The first was to the airport to confirm that DC was still snowed out and probably would be until late that night, if not early the next morning.

Good. More time with Bella.

It was a good thing I had taken the room for two nights to be safe.

The second call was to my office to explain what had happened and to postpone the DC branch meeting until further notice. They didn't mind at all, as long as I still kept it; they had been trying to get me there for so long that they would probably give me just about anything I wanted if they thought I was serious about taking it.

And that had become the million dollar question: Was I?

Was there really anything keeping me in New York? Had there ever been?

I had always cringed at the idea of managing a permanent location, but Bella seemed to think I would be good at it if I set my mind to it. As I looked out over the ocean view, I knew deep down that it would be worth the effort if it might possibly bring Bella into my life. In all honesty, she was the only thing I wanted to set my mind to at the moment.

Just the thought of her drew me back inside like a magnet. I returned my phone to the desk next to hers, and when I turned back to the bed I was shocked to find her awake and looking up at me.

"Is something wrong?" she asked, ending her sentence with a yawn.

"Not in my opinion," I chuckled, crawling back under the covers to join her. "I just spoke with the airline; apparently we're stuck here until tomorrow."

"Oh, the hardship," she teased, rolling her eyes.

"Is this going to ruin any of your plans? Will you get in trouble with work?" I had been so busy patting myself on the back for getting more time with her that I hadn't stopped to think about whether or not the extra delay would upset her.

"No, we don't start up again for a few more days. I was just heading home now to work on my lesson planner. It's nothing that can't wait until tomorrow."

"I can't tell you how happy I am to hear you say that." I smiled wickedly. "I have a proposition."

"Oh really?" She quirked an eyebrow. "What might that be?"

"I vote that we stay in bed all day… no clothes allowed. Only a robe to answer the door for room service."

"Are you serious?" she laughed.

"Dead serious. I feel like I've been given this amazing gift of more time with you, and the last thing I want to do now is squander it."

"Wow," Bella whispered to herself, looking down and taking a deep breath.

"Is something wrong?" I asked, suddenly worried.

"No… it's just that you keep saying these amazing things to me, and I feel like I need to pinch myself or something to prove that it's real."

"I feel that way about getting to see you again. This all just feels so unreal and yet… meant to be somehow. I know it sounds crazy, but I feel like I've been waiting for you for years… until it was the right time for us."

"And you think that time is now?" she whispered.

"Don't you?" My voice faltered a bit, my insecurities rising to the surface.

"I think I do." She slowly nodded. "I really think I do. And I think I understand what you mean about this feeling meant to be."

I smiled broadly, unable to hold back a thought that had been knocking around in my head since the night before. "It's like the universe is throwing us together and screaming at us to wake up and see it." I blinked a few times and actually felt my cheeks heating. "Wow, I think that's possibly the girliest thing I've ever said in my life."

"No, not girly," Bella said quietly. She rested her hand on my cheek and smiled up at me, her dark eyes shining brightly with unshed tears. "Beautiful." With that, she kissed me tenderly, and I swear that I felt my heart clench at the contact.

Our slow and gentle kisses quickly became passionate, and before I knew it we had escalated into tongues and biting and panting and grinding. After a few minutes of our grope fest, Bella pushed me flat on my back and began to kiss her way down my chest. I felt her hot tongue flicking at each of my nipples, making me groan loudly and shudder with need. She bit at the muscles in my abdomen as if she wanted to eat me alive, getting me so turned on that my dick literally leapt in her hand when she wrapped her delicate fingers around it. I was beyond words at that point, only grunting and moaning as she slid her hand up and down, pumping my shaft at a torturously slow pace.

"Querido," she purred. "You are so beautiful." I could feel the heat of her breath against my sensitive flesh only seconds before her slick tongue was sliding up the length of my cock and swirling around the tip.

"Oh fuck!" I cried out, my hips jerking forward at the contact. I watched as she took me in her perfect mouth over and over again, the feeling so amazing that I feared I might pass out. When I felt a familiar tightening in my gut, I knew I had to stop her or things would be over before they had begun, and I was damn sure not going to have a repeat of the night before. "Bella… baby?" She was so into her task that I had to shake her arm to get her to stop.

"Did I do something wrong?" she asked shyly, looking up at me from between my legs.

"God, no! That was incredible. I just… really need you. As amazing as that was, I need to feel you all over right now. I don't want to finish that way yet."

"Oh!" She smiled brightly.

"Is that alright?"

"Edward, it's more than alright, believe me. I'm so turned on right now that if I don't feel you inside me soon I think I might die."

That was all I needed to hear. I sat up quickly and reached for the bedside table, opening up the drawer to reveal the many condoms I had stashed there earlier. I grabbed one and tore into it franticly, but when I went to put it on, Bella's hand stopped me.

"Let me," she said, taking it from my fingers. I watched as she pinched the tip and slowly rolled it down my length, licking at her full lips the entire time.

Until then, condoms had always been just a necessary evil for me… but watching Bella do that was one of the sexiest fucking things I'd ever seen.

When it was in place she smiled and rose up on her knees, straddling my thighs as I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply. I slipped my hand between our bodies, seeking out her wet folds, hoping that she was as ready for me as she said she was. When my fingers sank into slick, swollen flesh, I groaned loudly into her mouth and kissed her more urgently. She moved on my fingers for a few seconds, mewling and gasping through our kisses, before reaching down between us and slapping my hand away.

I wanted to ask her if something was wrong, but when she gripped my cock and guided me inside her, sinking down to the hilt in one thrust, I figured she was probably okay. Also, I couldn't have said a coherent word at that point if I'd tried, since my eyes had rolled back in my head and I was letting out one long, guttural moan.

After that, Bella began riding me… hard. She swiveled her hips in ways that I didn't know were physically possible, grinding our bodies together until we were both screaming. I kissed her everywhere that I could reach, all over her neck and her luscious breasts, while my hands moved down and gripped her gorgeous round ass. I squeezed her tightly there, pulling her into me even harder, thrusting up inside her with every downstroke.

When I felt her muscles beginning to clench around me, I knew that I wasn't going to make it much longer. "Are you close?" I panted into her neck, licking my way up to suck and bite at her earlobe. She simply nodded, a look of desperation in her eyes. "Touch yourself for me, baby. I'm really close, too. I want us to finish together this time."

She slid her hand between our bodies, deftly stroking at her swollen clitoris as I renewed my efforts, thrusting as if my life depended on it. I felt her beginning to shake around me, her gasps and moans becoming almost deafening in my ear. I fucking loved it.

When I was barely hanging on by a thread, I felt her slippery fingers brushing against the base of my cock as we moved together in a frenzy. "Oh, God! Baby, I can feel you! I feel you squeezing me inside… I feel you touching me… I can't take it, it's too much!"

Just as I felt my lower muscles clenching up for another mind-blowing release, Bella let loose another long string of expletives, some in English this time, and her inner muscles clamped down on me hard, milking me for every drop of fluid my body had to give. We both cried out, shaking and clinging to each other until it was all done. When it was finally over, we collapsed in an exhausted heap of sweaty limbs and satisfaction.

We carried on like that for a few more hours: sleeping and making love, making love and sleeping. We had mind-blowing sex in about every position we could think of, only stopping to recharge with light power naps in between. At one point I did actually order us up some room service, seeing as we had worked up quite an appetite. We raided about half of the dessert menu and all of the appetizers, feeding each other eggrolls and bon-bons in bed.

I knew without a doubt what my heart wanted now. As long as Bella was in my life, I knew everything else would work itself out. I debated on telling her that I intended to take that job in DC as soon as we got back, but a part of me still worried that she might think I was coming on too strong. I wondered if perhaps it would be better to call her after I had taken it, allowing things to unfold more slowly. However, I didn't want to seem uninterested after this, either; I didn't want her to think I'd only wanted the sex.

What was the safest way to tell her that I wouldn't be happy until we were married and settled down with a white picket fence and 2.2 kids playing in the yard?

Yeah, definitely coming on too strong.

After we had finished gorging ourselves on junk food, we cuddled together for a much needed rest. Our bodies knew that a power nap wasn't enough, and eventually we fell into a deep sleep.

I didn't know how long it had been before an annoying yet familiar noise started to break through my consciousness. It was on the edge of my dream, encroaching on the wonderful scene of Bella and me dancing in the moonlight on a secluded beach. I kept wondering why we would be dancing to such annoying music, when I finally felt Bella shift against me.

I opened my eyes just in time to see her reach out to the bedside table and blindly grab for the ringing phone. "Hello?" she said, her voice sounding rough and groggy. "What do you mean, 'Who's this?' This is Bella. Who is this?"

Wait a minute… that was my ringtone.

Her eyes grew wide and her face turned beet red. "Oh my God… Jasper? Is that really you?"

I sat straight up and held my hand out for the phone, but she waved me off and held her finger to her lips, begging for me to be quiet.

"Uh… I don't know what happened. Edward and I must have switched phones somehow. I think we have the same one." She was silent as he spoke on the other line, but I couldn't tell what he was saying. I held my hand out again, getting angrier by the minute as she continued to hide my presence there. She looked at me with scared eyes and mouthed I'm sorry. Please!

"Uh, yeah. It was the strangest thing. We ran into each other at the airport last night. It was really nice to catch up with him; I've missed your family a lot over the years."

Why wouldn't she just tell him the truth? He was a big boy, he could take it. She was acting as if she'd just been caught cheating on him.

"I know, I'll have to get this phone back to him somehow. Don't worry, we'll figure something out. It's nice to hear from you, even though you weren't calling me. I haven't talked to you in so long!"

What?

"Yes, definitely! I'm on Facebook, so you should friend me."

What?

They spoke for a few more minutes, catching each other up on what was going on in their lives. When she finally ignored my glare and started focusing on the conversation, she began smiling and glowing as she spoke with him, laughing easily. My name never came up again.

"Okay, well it was great to talk to you again, Jasper. I should probably get this phone situation sorted out… yeah, Merry Christmas to you, too."

I waited until she had hung up the phone and set it down before finally losing it. "What the hell was that all about?"

"I'm sorry you missed talking to him, but I was so embarrassed that I just froze up. I didn't know what else to say."

"You were embarrassed of me?" I felt my throat closing around my words and I violently blinked at the sting in my eyes.

"No, of course not! Not of you! I was embarrassed at the situation. I haven't talked to him in years, and here I am in bed with his brother. It just felt really awkward and embarrassing. It's not exactly the best impression to give people."

"You could have just told him that we were having lunch together or something and then given me the phone. You didn't have to tell him we were in bed."

"Oh come on, Edward. It was obvious I had just woken up! That never would have been believable. I'm sorry that I didn't think faster, but I felt like someone just walked in on us. It was humiliating!"

I felt my anger rising, quickly overpowering any rationality I had left. "Oh really? Well any way you say it, it still sounds like you don't want my brother to know we are together."

"Please, it would have felt awkward if it had been any of your family members. That could have been your mom! I would have felt like your mom just caught us doing it! Not exactly high on my 'to do' list, I don't know about you."

"Bullshit!" I snapped, jumping out of bed and stomping over to my suitcase. I rifled through my clothing as I seethed with jealousy. "From the moment you realized it was Jasper, you were all starry-eyed and dreamy. You couldn't wait to make plans to talk again later… when I'm not around."

"Don't be ridiculous!" She sat up straighter and pulled the sheet up around her chest. "He's one of my oldest and dearest friends. We were very close for a long time, and if there's a way for him to be my friend again, that would be wonderful."

"Friends?" I shouted, shoving my legs into a pair of jeans. "That sounded like the last thing you wanted. You were so giddy to be talking to your 'first true love' again that you forgot I was even in the room!" I threw a shirt over my head and shoved my feet into a pair of shoes, walking towards the door.

"Edward, there's no reason to be jealous! I haven't seen him since I was seventeen! We never even had sex!"

"Maybe that's the problem," I spit out, standing in the open doorway.

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying maybe you couldn't have the one you always wanted, so you just settled for the one who wanted you… his pathetic older brother." With that, I shut the door behind me and walked down the hall.