So, Jasper's way of asking was by far the most popular, followed by Edward and Emmett who were evenly matched. I think we even had one vote for Mike. Now, since I'm already a mama, I think I like Jasper's way of celebrating V-day and asking Bella to the prom. On the other hand, since most prom goers are in high school, I'd like all of them to stand ten feet away from each other and ask Mike's way. Thanks for all your responses, reviews, faves, and alerts. A fun night out with Bella and Edward for all of you.
This chapter contains possible aliens, Drunkward, Bella begging Jasper to scent her, and a rogue rabbit.
This story is AU/OOC.
All characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. No copyright infringement intended.
Mature readers 18+ only. That means all those eligible to attend a real high school prom shouldn't be reading this.
Mike's POV
I'm bored stiff. It's the day after Valentine's Day and there are no guys left in the house. I'm stuck with Bella, Rose, Amanda, and Alice. Edward, Emmett, and Jasper just left for the Bass Pro Shops in Foxboro, Massachusetts. I'm jealous. I've been housebound for close to two months now and I need to get out. They've exposed me to small amounts of human blood and my control has been excellent. I wish they would have taken me along somewhere, anywhere. Hell, I would have settled for a Slurpee at 7-11. Oh, yeah, I can't drink Slurpees anymore.
I decided to go for a quick hunt to stave off my boredom. I told Bella, Rose, and Amanda my plans and they waved me off and told me to make sure that I had my cell phone with me in case I ran into trouble during the hunt. They really were great girls. Alice was busy going through her closets, yes I said closets with an 's', so that she could figure out how to put together an outfit for the prom.
I took down a couple of deer and a mountain lion and felt completely sated. I looked down at my clothes and noticed that I didn't spill a drop of blood on me for once. The guys would be proud of me, I couldn't wait to tell them. Yeah, that's what I'll do. I'll go tell them. I took my iPhone out and activated the GPS. I decided to run to Foxboro. I patted the pocket of my jeans—good, I have my wallet. If I'm going to Bass Pro Shops, I'd need some spending cash.
The GPS satellites finally activated and I started running—following the directions. Oh cool! I'm actually in Massachusetts now and I just ran all the way here. Hmm...these directions take me right onto interstate 495. Eh, no better time than to test out my speed. Holy motherfucker, I'm faster than all the cars. Heh, heh, heh. I just passed a speed trap and the state trooper looks fucking confused—I must have set off his speed gun.
I finally arrived at Bass Pro Shops and decided to peruse the store. Huh. I knew I'd be okay around humans, they're not tempting at all. I don't think the guys are here yet. I don't smell them anywhere in the store. Maybe I'll wait by the entrance for them.
Emmett's POV
"What the fuck was that?" Jasper asked.
"What?" I was confused. I thought I caught something out of the corner of my eye, but I wasn't sure.
"It was some kind of a blur, I saw it too." Edward said.
"That was some freaky UFO shit man. It just zipped by us. Do you think the aliens have finally landed?" Jasper asked.
"I wouldn't be surprised, man, if vampires and werewolves exist, so do martians."
"Aw, fuck!" Jasper yelled. "Put your seatbelts on guys, I'm being pulled over."
None of us noticed the speed trap or the flashing blue lights behind us. We were so caught up in that weird blur we saw.
Fifteen minutes later, Jasper had his newly issued speeding ticket, and we were back on the road to Bass Pro Shops. "Bella's gonna kill me. She's constantly warning me to go speed limit."
We finally pulled into the parking lot and made our way into the wet dream come true that was Bass Pro Shops. I put my arm around Edward in a brotherly way. "Eddie, today, you're going to learn to be a man. No girly shit here—this store is where we men can be the cavemen that we were born to be. Just don't tell Rose and Bella we said that. They'd whoop our asses into next century."
"Yeah, they can be pretty scary when they're angry." Jasper agreed as we entered the store. "Oh, hey, Mike."
"MIKE!" We all shouted completely shocked and dismayed.
Jasper was the first to speak. "What the fuck are you doing here? How the hell did you get here?"
"I ran—I used the GPS on my iPhone. I wanted to tell you guys that I didn't get a drop of blood on me when I hunted." Mike said outloud.
"Well, now, that's pretty good son. What did you hunt?" A middle aged hunter asked Mike, joining in on our conversation. Pretty awkward, if you ask me.
"A couple of deer and a mountain lion." Mike said.
"Ayuh, those mountain lions can be a nuisance. I'm glad you took him out. Just don't let the park rangers find out that you killed one of them. What kind of rifle do you use?" The hunter asked.
How the hell were we going to get out of this conversation? None of knew that much about human hunting.
"A Winchester Model 70." Mike replied cooly.
"Smart boy. The classic is always the best." The hunter complemented Mike.
"That's what I always say, sir." Mike said nicely. Fucking brown nosing, little shit.
"Well, now, I'll let you boys be. It's good to see solid, young bucks like yourselves in the store that like to do some real hunting. Too many boys these days are either shooting shit on their Xbox or playing piano like pussies, Good luck to ya."
"Thanks." We all muttered.
"I don't want to be a pussy. Someone get me geared up for hunting." Edward said.
"Mike, how did you know about that rifle?"
"Are you fucking dense man? I'm from Forks. We all hunted and fished from the time we could walk. I guarantee you that even Bella knows a little about hunting and fishing. On top of that, did you forget that I own Newton's Olympic Outfitters? Of course I know all about that shit. Now come on, let's take a look around. Just tell me what you guys like and if I sell it at my store—we'll get it shipped to us. I refuse to let my family members get ripped off. I took a look around earlier, these prices are exorbitant. They do have stuff that I just can't get though."
Both Jasper and my eyes widened in excitement at hearing that. We have our own built in man shit supplier in the family.
"How's your bloodlust, Mike?" Edward asked.
"I think I'm doing okay so far. I haven't wanted to eat anyone except for Emmett, but he smells like my favorite meal."
"I haven't felt any bloodlust from you. More from Edward, but that's normal." Jasper said.
"So, you ran all the way here?" I asked.
"Yep, did you know that I can outrun cars on the highway? I even passed a speed trap on 495."
"That was you?" Jasper asked. "Fucker I got a speeding ticket because I thought you were some sort of alien. We need to go over the rules Mike."
"Rules?" Mike asked.
"Yeah, rules. We're vampires and humans can't know of our existence. That's why we can't go out in the sunlight in public. The other thing we can't do is show off our supernatural abilities—one of which is our speed. You can't go running in populated areas and risk detection." Jasper explained.
"I didn't know that. Is that why you guys used to buy lunch at school, but never ate it." He asked.
"Yeah, that's exactly why." I said.
"Well, damn. You do realize you stick out like a sore thumb when you don't eat. Why couldn't you bring a thermos of blood in with you and say it was tomato soup or something? It would have stayed warm through lunch if you heated the blood up before you put it in the thermos."
"Shit. I never thought of that. That's a damn good idea. How'd you get so smart, Mike?" Jasper said.
"I always think with my stomach first." He replied.
We decided to look around the store and let me tell ya, it was a whole new experience with an expert by our side. We all bought some camouflage hunting garb and decided to don them so we could look like hunters.
About an hour later, we detected familiar scents. "What the fuck, Mike. You said you were only going for a quick hunt! What the hell are you doing here?" My mate was angry. Shit!
"No shit! We felt like idiots running on the highway. I can't fucking believe you did that Mike. Couldn't you at least call and let us know where you were?" Bella asked. "We were so worried about you!"
"You ran on the highway? You girls know better!" Edward chastised.
"What the fuck are you girls doing here anyway? With Amanda, too! Didn't you give her bloodlust any thought?" Jasper asked.
"Well, do you feel any bloodlust coming from her?" Rose asked. "Besides, we were worried so we followed his scent all the way here. Did you prefer that we left Amanda at home with Alice?"
Jasper contemplated for a second. "Uh, no and no I don't feel any bloodlust. Hey. Congratulations, little one!" He had a real soft spot for Amanda.
"So this is the famous Bass Pro Shops? You guys aren't hunting again, are you?" Bella asked.
"As a matter of fact we are." Jasper said. "We decided we were real men and real men hunt."
We all high-fived each other. The middle aged hunter shook his head and approached us. "Tsk, tsk. Coming here with the women folk can be a fatal mistake. Those are sound words of advice that you need to heed." He said, shaking his head.
"Excuse me?" Rose asked. The man didn't even flinch.
"Ya see what I mean. Ya give women an inch and they take a mile from you. Take them home while you still have balls left." With that, the man left.
"Who the hell was that?" Rose asked. "Were you bitching about us to them?"
"Why the fuck are you four all dressed in camouflage?" Bella asked.
"I thought you said that camouflage is sexy?" Amanda asked.
"This is the wrong kind of camouflage, this is hunting camouflage. We were talking about military camouflage. You know, like the kind Marines and Army guys wear." Bella explained.
"Yeah, like that guy." Rose pointed at some young army guy garbed in his fatigues."
Amanda gasped. "Ooh! I see what you mean. Can we go up and get a closer look?"
What the fuck? Edward pulled Amanda protectively to his side. Rose and Bella just smirked at us. That guy's right. Jasper and I have no balls left.
"Are you shitting me? I can't believe you two openly ogled some army dude." Jasper said.
"Oh, sure, Jasper. Would you like me to bring up the blonde with the hot legs in our History of Southern Plantations class that you stare at every class out of the corner of your eye? Oops, I just did." Bella said.
"Didn't think you noticed." Jasper mumbled.
"Of course I noticed. Hell, I'm glad you look. You wouldn't be normal if a pretty girl didn't catch your eye every once in a while. It's not like you're gonna do anything with her so why the hell would it bother me." Bella explained, laughing.
Jasper scratched his head. His mate was weird. Thank God, my Rosie isn't like that.
"Here, here!" Rosie cheered. Okay, maybe she is like that.
"You're right!" Amanda said peppily. "Army camouflage is way hotter than the ugly hunter stuff."
Bella and Rose eyed us all with smug expressions on their faces. Damn. My balls are shrinking by the second. Soon, I'll have no nut sacks left.
An hour later, we all left Bass Pro Shops. There wasn't enough room in the truck, even with the extended cab so Edward had to drive and Jasper and I had to sit with our mates on our laps. It really wasn't a problem except Jasper had Bella in a liplock and he was projecting lust throughout the cab.
"I wish we could go to a mall." Amanda said. "It's where I've wanted to go ever since I became a vampire."
Edward suddenly got off the exit in Braintree, Massachusetts. He pulled into the parking lot for the South Shore Plaza and said to Amanda, "Tada! I present to you—a mall."
Amanda started squealing in delight.
"Thank God, it was getting pretty hot and steamy in here because of the horny empath. Besides, I could use a little retail therapy after the testosterone minefield that was Bass Pro Shops." Rose said. "Bella! Jasper! Will you two cut it out! You fucked all last night. I heard you screaming Jasper's name at least four times! Now, come on sis' pry yourself from his lips and lets go shopping!"
"Uh, I wouldn't talk Rose. You screamed Emmett's name three times yesterday during the day and four times at night. I counted." Mike said.
"Hey, the four times at night was because Jasper was projecting again." Why I was defending us having sex, I had no idea.
We all left the truck, except Jasper just sat inside. "Hurry the fuck up, Jasper!" Rose yelled anxiously.
"Hey, I gotta wait til my hard-on goes down, okay?" Jasper yelled.
"Um, sorry." Rose said.
"Imagine yourself fucking Alice." Mike suggested.
Jasper was out of the truck in an instant and we made our way into the mall for Amanda's first foray as a mall rat.
Rosie was going nuts buying shit left to right. Edward was spoiling Amanda.
"For the love of God, Bella, would you buy something—please?" Jasper was begging.
"I want to, but they shut down the bookstore in here." Bella complained.
"Purchase something made out of fabric that you wear or jewelry or shoes maybe. How about some sexy new panties?" Jasper begged.
"Yeah, but I don't need anything. Esme took me shopping this summer and you went nuts in Las Vegas. I'm good for at least a couple of years." Bella said.
"Two years? Bella, buy something, please!" Jasper was pleading now.
"Yeah, but I just spent a bundle at Christmas and I really don't need anything. I don't want to buy something for the sake of buying something." Bella explained.
Jasper looked exasperated. Rose grabbed Bella and forced her into Abercrombie and Fitch.
"Buy something. It'll make Jasper happy. Just do it for him." She said.
"Oh, alright." She perused the store and a few minutes later she came out with a shopping bag and handed it to Jasper.
"Oh good. You bought something." Jasper said with relief.
"Yeah, do you like it?" Bella asked.
He pulled out a hooded sweatshirt. "Uh, isn't this a little big for you, babe?"
"That's cause it's not for me, it's for you."
"Yeah, but I didn't want anything." Jasper said.
"My point, exactly." Bella had a smug expression on her face.
"Alright guys. We're leaving." Jasper sighed. "Bella and I can take the train home from here. You guys take the truck home and Em can drop it off at our place when he goes to school in the morning."
"Aren't you coming back to Amherst?" Amanda asked, sadly.
"No, little one, we have classes tomorrow. It wouldn't make sense for us to drive all the way to New Hampshire and have to make our way back." Jasper explained.
"Okay."
"I'll be up during the week to see you, Amanda. We can go shopping for your prom dress now that you can be out in public." Bella always knew how to make Amanda smile.
With that, we went one way and Jasper and Bella went the other. All in all, I'd say we had a pretty productive day.
Bella's POV
It was Thursday afternoon and Jasper and I were done with classes for the week. There were no classes at the university tomorrow due to some kind of professional day. That was actually a good thing because this prom thing was a lot more work than I first thought. Of course, I was a bit annoyed since this was originally my husband's idea and he seemed to have left all the dirty work to me and Edward.
"Jasper, I'm only going out with Edward. I'm sure he's not going to ravage my body." My mate was going nuts scenting me again. I was currently laying flat on my back, naked while he finished his business.
"Bella, I told you. We can never be too careful. It's for my peace of mind and for yours—now flip over." I grabbed a book as I flipped over. "You know, the least you could do is act like you enjoy it."
I put the book down. "Oh Jasper, Jasper! Scent me please! You know how much it turns me on! Good enough for you?" I asked sarcastically.
"That's it, this means war." I heard my mate say with a malicious grin and I was suddenly hit with a ton of lust. I tried to get my shield up, but I couldn't. By now, I was horny as hell and rubbing my clit furiously. I opened my nightstand drawer and reached for my Rabbit.
"Nah-uh." Jasper said, shaking his head with a smile as he continued assaulting me with his lust. He grabbed the Rabbit from me and threw it out of the window, shattering the glass.
"Jasper, please!" I screamed. I ripped his clothes off of him and pulled him down on top of me.
"What was that? I don't think you were clear enough." He chuckled.
"Jasper, put your dick inside of my pussy now." I ordered. I was licking my lips, eyeing his length. I tried to put my hands around it, but with one hand he grabbed hold of my arms and positioned them so they were over my head. I was rendered completely immobile.
"Oh, alright. I guess I could let you cum." He smirked and finally plunged his cock inside of me. He thrust himself in and out of me over and over again—harder, faster with each and every thrust. My evil mate continued to throw lust at me so by the time I came the first time, I was ready for round two.
This time I flipped him over onto his back and rode him—bouncing up and down, enjoying the sensation of his length filling all of me until I was in the throes of ecstasy. My orgasm was so powerful that I couldn't help, but sink my teeth straight into his neck. Coming down from my high, I was still latched onto my mate's neck. I couldn't seem to detach myself from him. If I did, he would no longer be a part of me. Mine.
I felt soft, but firm fingers massage my jaw, easing my mouth open away from my mate's neck. The same fingers pulled me close to my mate's chest and started stroking my hair. "Shh...baby, I'm not going anywhere." Jasper's velvety voice comforted. I felt peace, love, and security blanket me and, at that point, I understood why my mate needed to scent me so often. He needed to make sure that I felt him with me at all times—that I knew he's a part of me, just like I'm a part of him.
I turned my attention to the mating mark that I had just given Jasper and started bathing it with my tongue. It was the deepest bite I had ever given him and I needed to seal the wound to stop his venom from seeping from it. Jasper shuddered at the sensation—I knew from my own experience that he was feeling a combination of pleasure and pain. Finally satisfied, I turned to Jasper and apologized for biting him.
"Bella, you need to stop apologizing whenever you mark me. I've told you time and time again that it's perfectly normal and instinctual for vampires."
"I know, but I still feel guilty for biting you."
"Cut it out, Bella. Stop feeling guilty. I never feel guilty for marking you and I do it a hell of a lot more than you do me." It was true, Jasper would sometimes mark me two or three times in one night. It wasn't that his marks meant less, it was just that he needed to feel the security that marking provided.
"I'll try, Jasper. I promise."
"Let me ask you this, babe. How do you feel whenever I mark you?"
"It stings, but it's worth the pain because I enjoy it even more." I answered honestly.
"Okay, now, how did it feel when you marked me now?"
I thought about it for a second. I didn't really start feeling guilty until afterwards, but while I was marking him, I felt euphoric almost. "I liked it—a lot. I felt blissful and secure, like you were a part of me."
"I am a part of you." Jasper smiled and kissed me. He then looked at the window that was shattered by him hurling my Rabbit through it. "I can fix that. I learned how the last time."
"Honey, don't you have to meet Pete in forty-five minutes at Rose's shop? You can work on the window tomorrow." I really didn't want Jasper anywhere near that window. Desperately, I said. "Besides, you still haven't finished scenting me. You should probably start over again."
"Yeah, you're right. He then proceeded to scent me and I felt an overwhelming sense of relief. Not because he was scenting me, but because I averted another home repair disaster. Twenty minutes later, he completed his task, got dressed, kissed me atop my head, and told me that he'd see me later tonight. Phew!
Edward was picking me up in a couple of hours anyway. We had to go get party supplies for the prom we were setting up for Amanda. I called our contractor up to see if he could come in to repair the window today. No luck. The guy was all booked up.
I phoned Home Depot next and begged to see if one of their window specialists could come fix the window. Nope! Too late—it'll have to be tomorrow they said.
I, then, had a thought. I remembered what Carlisle had told me about everyone in the house being handy except for Jasper. I dialed up Edward since he was coming here anyway and explained what had happened.
An hour later, he was over with a brand new window and his tool chest and he had everything installed in a snap. "How the heck did this happen anyway?"
"Um...Jasper hurled a Rabbit through it." I admitted. We both looked outside the window.
"I don't see it anywhere." He said. "I wonder where it landed?"
I wondered the same thing then we both burst out laughing. Someone was going to find a Rabbit laying in the street. Hopefully, it's not some kid.
"Thanks, Edward, for doing this for me." I said and kissed him on his cheek.
"Anytime, I wouldn't want to see you without a home. Though, I wouldn't mind at all if you guys moved back home with us."
We climbed into his new SUV and went shopping for party supplies. "I can't believe that you and I are actually doing the party planning—this is so not us." I commented.
"Yeah, well, Mike and Riley both said they'd help us set up on Saturday. I guess they were both on their high school prom committees for both junior and senior proms. They told us how much everything to get. Mike would have come with us, but he's working on figures for the upcoming season and Riley's at work." Edward said.
"So, Edward, I thought you were going to buy a Ford Escape?" I asked. "This is a Volvo XC90—pretty fancy if you ask me."
"I know. When I went to trade in the Volvo S60, I saw a Volvo XC90 and I couldn't resist test driving it. It was so much nicer than the Escape. Anyway, the insurance is about the same as a Escape so I decided—why not."
"Hey, I'm not gonna say anything. I couldn't picture you in an Escape anyway. This is so much roomier too. I'm not a big fan of small vehicles."
"Whatever happened to your rusty, old truck?" Edward asked.
"It finally kicked the bucket a few months after you left. There was no way to salvage it. We ended up selling the shell to a collector. He actually paid thirty-five hundred dollars for it. Charlie only paid five hundred for the truck so we were happy."
"Okay, we're here. We need to rent a helium tank too and purchase a thousand balloons on top of the rest of the decorations. We also need to stop somewhere and pick up tumblers, champagne glasses, coffee cups and saucers, and a few crock pots. "
"Crock pots? Why? We're fucking vampires." I said.
"Those were my words exactly, but Rose said that we're serving champagne and liquor at the prom because this isn't exactly a traditional prom plus the parents are still in London. Then Mike came up with the idea of keeping heated blood in crock pots. That way, we can serve it out like punch."
"Leave it to Mike to come up with something like that. It's actually a great idea, but why do we have to do cups and saucers—can't we just do styrofoam coffee cups?"
"That would be Rose, Vicky, and Irina. They said that this is a nice party and, as such, should be refined for once."
"It's a fucking prom!" I argued. "You name one high school that serves their punch in cups and saucers?"
"No shit—you and I are the only ones in agreement on that. Emmett, Riley, and Laurent are too pussy whipped to say anything."
"Well, I'm not about to argue with them. I've been at the receiving end of Irina and Vicky's tempers and I've seen Rose at her worst. Let's just get the decorations over with. I think I have a better idea for the blood than the crock pots." I said.
We finished loading up all the decorations in the SUV when Edward's cell phone buzzed. "What's up, Jasper?"
"Don't pick up the liquor—I'll take care of that tomorrow."
"Okay, thanks. We need Champagne too—according to Rose." Edward said.
"Got it. Keep Bella safe."
"You know I will, Jasper." The call ended with that. "Well, that's one less stop we have to make. I don't think we would have had enough room anyway after we pick everything else up."
We went to Crate and Barrel and picked up a hundred tumblers, fifty champagne flutes, and a hundred cups and saucers. I convinced the store manager to give us a twenty-five percent discount for purchasing so much.
"Why the hell do we need so much of everything, Edward? It's just our family and the Denalis. Who the fuck came up with these numbers?"
"That would be Victoria. She said that we're not gonna wash dishes midway through."
"I am not doing the dishes." I said. "I wanted to go with disposables."
"Alright, where to next?" Edward asked.
"Target. They have these hot beverage dispensers that heats up liquid in minutes and keeps it hot for 24 hours. We just push a button and it dispenses too. It'll take up less space and if we run out—we just refill it. With a crock pot, it would take a few hours to heat the blood up and we'd have to worry about the lid and we'd need ladles to put it in the mug too."
"I like that idea. Let's just run with it. We need twenty—we have a lot of blood."
"I'm afraid to ask. What are we doing about the blood?"
"Um, everyone's been collecting blood for the last week. The fridge is packed full and we had to buy another fridge for the basement."
"What are you keeping them in?" I asked, imagining two refrigerators packed with blood.
"Anything and everything—pitchers, Nalgene bottles, tupperware, even gallon sized Ziploc bags. We've all been carrying big reusable shopping bags filled with empty containers whenever we go hunting."
I started cracking up picturing that. Then I thought of something else. "Can you imagine what would happen if a human came over and opened the fridge?"
We got to Target and purchased twenty dispensers. We quickly got out of there and decided that we needed a drink. "There's a place called Jillian's near Fenway that I've always wanted to go to." Edward said.
"I'll tell you what. Park the Volvo at my place and we'll take the train. Parking's a nightmare in that area."
We got to Jillian's about an hour later and bought a couple of drinks, then walked around to tour the place. The place was cool—there was a huge bar and comfortable seating on each floor. The first floor featured a nightclub with dancing, the second floor had ping pong tables, darts, foosball, and thirty pool tables—must come here with Rose, I thought. The third floor was a bowling alley.
Edward and I tried everything. We started off with some dancing, then moved up to try our hand at bowling. Edward bowled only strikes and I sucked at it. Figures. We went to the second floor and tried out the pool tables for about an hour. Edward was actually really good competition. I had fun playing him—he was way better than Rose. I won't tell her that though because she thinks she's better than Edward. We, then, went back down for more dancing.
By the time two am hit, Edward the lightweight was completely inebriated. I had to hail a cab and take him back home with me to Cambridge. Jasper was already home. "What happened to him?"
"Oh, we found a new club called Jillian's and Edward went nuts with the Bacardi 151. It doesn't take much to get him drunk, you know that."
"Yeah, he's the only vampire in history with a human tolerance for alcohol." Jasper noted.
"If you want my body and you think I'm sexy, come on, sugar, let me know..." Edward started crooning Rod Stewart. "Bella, Bella! Sing something with me. Please!"
"No, Edward, I don't feel like singing anything." I said.
"Can I see you naked, Bella? I just want to look, I promise I won't touch."
"No, Edward. You can't see my wife naked." Jasper answered.
"Aw, phooey. You have a really pretty wife, Jasper. Did you know that I used to date her?"
"Yes, Edward. I knew that."
"I never had sex with her, though. I should have had sex with her." Edward sighed.
Jasper and I started laughing. "What the fuck are we going to do with him?" I chuckled.
"Fuck if I know. We can't let him drive home so we'll have to keep him here. Did you confiscate his car keys?"
"Yep, they're in my purse." I said.
"Jasper, what does sex feel like for a guy the very first time?" Edward asked. I looked at my husband to see how he'd answer that question.
"It feels like nothing you've ever felt before." Jasper answered wisely.
"Did you lose your virginity when you were human, Jasper?" Edward continued his line of curiosity which peaked my curiosity.
"Uh, yeah." Hmm...I want to hear about this one. With whom, I wonder.
"Who with? Did you have a sweetheart?" Edward asked. Good boy, keep asking questions, bro.
"Uh, I had a sweetheart, but I didn't lose my virginity with her." Jasper said.
"Who? Who was it with?" Edward kept prompting him. By now I was staring right at him waiting for an answer.
"Well, you know I was in the army. So, there were places we could go to...when...um...we...uh...needed the services of a woman." Jasper mumbled uncomfortably.
"Holy fuck! You went to a whore house!" I exclaimed.
"Wow! I've never met anyone that's been to a whore house." Edward was in complete awe. "Was she really nice to you? Did she have big boobies? You know, I touched Amanda's boobies under her bra yesterday—they were really nice. I let her touch my penis too."
"Um...yeah, Edward, she was nice, but, then again, she was nice to everyone who could pay her."
Edward suddenly stood up and ripped his clothes off and announced. "I want to take a bath!" He ran upstairs and a few minutes later we found him doing a handstand in our jacuzzi. Edward came back up and peered out of the water. "Jasper? Do you have any nudie magazines? I want to masturbate."
"Uh, sure, Edward. Why don't you get out of the tub and I'll leave them in the guest room for you." Jasper said, scratching his head and looking at me with a 'what the hell are we going to do with drunk boy' expression.
"Oh, yay! There were a lot of pretty girls at Jillian's. Some were even prettier than Bella. I got horny." Edward slurred as he got out of the tub. Jasper showed a naked Edward, hard-on and all, to the guest room. As soon as Edward sat down he was rendered unconscious by my mate. We tucked him in under the covers and let him rest.
"How many drinks did he have?" Jasper asked.
"We each had ten shots of 151. I'm fine, obviously, but damn—I had to haul Edward into a cab. Thank God, I suggested leaving the Volvo here. I don't think I would have been able to restrain him and drive at the same time. He was out of his mind-he kept telling the cab driver to drive at vampire speed." I said.
Jasper pulled me onto his lap and kissed me. He was quiet and contemplative tonight. "Hey, how did your talk with Pete go?"
My husband took a deep breath. "Things aren't going well between Peter and Char. She wants to separate for a while."
"Huh?" I was shocked. "But...but...aren't they mates?"
"Yeah, they're mates. They have a pretty tight bond too. Way tighter than Mike and Alice. Anyway, Char wants to venture off on her own and find herself. Peter is in the pits. He's depressed."
"But...the pull?"
"Exactly, that's part of the problem. The thing is, I don't think she wants to separate from Pete. I think she's just being spoiled and talking out of her ass because Pete laid down some ground rules after she got arrested this weekend. One of the rules was putting a stop to sleeping with others. This pissed her off more than anything. The thing is, I don't think Pete can even stick to that rule."
"Well, maybe some time away from Peter is exactly what she needs then. She was seventeen when she was changed and she never really had the chance to become her own person. I do know that she needs to wise up a little, though. That stunt she and Tanya pulled was outrageous. Why would you film yourself having sex while committing a felony?"
Jasper sighed, "This is all my fault. If I hadn't changed her and used her the way I did, she wouldn't be so promiscuous."
"Uh, no. Hell no. You're not going to blame yourself for Char's behavior and promiscuity. You were with her for one year. She's been with Peter for sixty plus years. They can shoulder the responsibility themselves. Peter's not exactly a beacon of chastity himself. In fact, he instigates a lot of it. They need to reflect on their own actions individually, then sit down and talk together."
"I know. I just hate it when they have problems." Jasper said.
"Jasper, you can't tackle everyone's problems on your own, okay? I know, you're feeling guilty about Alice's Narcissistic Personality Disorder too. Well, you need to stop."
"Yeah, but I feel kind of guilty because I'm so happy. I have such a great relationship with my mate."
"Good God, why the hell would you feel guilty about being happy? You know, our relationship wasn't exactly a bed of roses in the beginning. We each had a fuckton of issues that we had to work out, but we did it together without any interference. We listened to each other's opinions and made compromises. Pete and Char don't do that. Pete decides and expects Char to listen. After that, Char does something outrageous to purposefully piss Pete off. They play mind games, Jasper—that's really not the way to handle things."
"You know something. You're right. They do play mind games with each other. That's so fucked up." Jasper agreed.
I decided to change the subject. "So, Jasper, I was doing some research on Williamsburg and it looks like they have re-enactments running all day and Busch Gardens will be open. Can we go there too? Pretty please? I love roller coasters."
"Hell, yeah. We'll need a break from all the historical stuff and from Garrett. I guarantee he's gonna drive us nuts with all the actors dressed like Red Coats running around. Oh, and he already found out that we can rent costumes from that era and dress up like colonists or Brits. I've already decided to rent a Red Coat uniform just to fuck with Garrett."
"I'm so psyched. This is gonna be the best trip ever."
Jasper kissed my lips then switched on the TV. We'd been talking for so long that it was already seven am. "I'm gonna go start a load of laundry, hon." I said.
"Okay, I'll keep Edward knocked out until the stuff comes out of the dryer. I'll help you fold and put away, okay?"
I started the washer and cuddled up with my husband on the sofa. He was watching the local news.
"Police in Cambridge are searching for the prankster that callously threw a mechanical vibrator, commonly known as a Rabbit, through the windshield of a passing cruiser on Francis Street near Harvard University. The Rabbit, which authorities consider a dangerous weapon since it was lobbed at such a high velocity, was sent to the lab and dusted for fingerprints, but they were unable to find any leads. They are currently awaiting DNA results. At this juncture, they are not ruling out foul play and are asking for the public's help in identifying the perpetrator who committed this heinous crime."
Our jaws dropped. "That's our street." Jasper said.
"That's my Rabbit." I gasped, pointing at the TV screen. We both started rolling. It was a fitting end to a long, wild and crazy day.
So, Mike and Amanda both got out of the house and it looks like they had firm control of their bloodlust. Bella finally got an idea of why Jasper needs to scent her so much. Edward, oh Edward, the poor drunk virgin. Jasper needs to stop blaming Pete and Char's problems on himself. Can't wait to hear what you think. I promise that you'll hear back from me. XOXO