I don't own Twilight. Is it possible for Rob to be anymore precious? So are he and Kristen married now or what? HAHA

This is a slash story with m/m lemons involved and language. If you're under 18 or that's not your thing, please just hit the red X.

There will be alternate POV's every day. Jasper will be first and is much more talkative. Edward not so much….. for now.

Chapter 18 - Text

J-

At dinner, dad didn't waste time asking me how I thought Edward would work out this summer. I tried not to blush as I told him I thought he would do just fine. I'm damn sure he's going to do way more than fine. Mom can't stop asking about him, too. I would think they both knew something had happened between us, but I know she's just curious because we never get anyone new around here. I'm sure Edward is going to be the talk of the town soon and that really scares me. That fucker Black has already shown interest in him and Lord knows the girls around here are going to fall for him. He's going to be the shiny new toy and it doesn't help that he's absolutely gorgeous. I have to stop worrying. We have the whole summer to get to know each other, and he's definitely shown he's interested in me and not anyone else. After realizing how much I want him, it would kill me if he changed his mind and didn't want to wait for me to be ready to move forward. I can't lose him because I'm scared.

"Jasper, are you listening to me?" Mom sounds annoyed so I break out of my worried thoughts of Edward and try to concentrate. "I asked you what Edward is like. Do you think he'd make a good match for your sister?"

She's laughing as she says this, but it still fucking pisses me off. My mom has been trying to find someone who would put up with my very spoiled bitch of a twin sister Rosalie. So far she hasn't had any takers.

"No mom. I don't think Rose is his type." I try to sounds casual, but it comes out harsher than I intended. I'm glad Rose is at her friend's house and not here to grill me about Edward, too.

"Oh well, looks like we're going to be stuck with her, Carlisle." Mom laughs as she puts more green beans on my plate. She's always trying to feed me. I shove them in my mouth and ask to be excused. I want to get to my room so I can text Edward in private. I don't want to give either of my parents any reason to be suspicious of my behavior.

"Sure, put your plate in the sink. I'm going to need you out in the barn early tomorrow to help Edward until he gets the hang of things." Dad looks at me with sympathy like I'm going to be mad about spending time with Edward. If he only knew.

"No problem, dad. I'll show him the ropes."

"Thanks, Jasper. I don't know what I'd do around here without you."

I tell them goodnight and run up to my room. As soon as I get there, I pull out my phone and look for Edward's number. He's saved it under the word "YOURS".

Smiling, I type out Hey Gorgeous! Can you talk? and hit send. I hope he still wants to talk to me.

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E-

Dinner is stifling and uncomfortable as usual. Dad keeps asking me about the farm and if I'd be doing a lot manual labor out there. He seems to be getting off on the fact that his prissy little son will be getting the hell worked out of him everyday. Not that I think Jasper will make me do things I can't do, but I know what he does out there is hard and very strenuous work. I just hope I don't disappoint him.

As soon as I can, I escape up to my room. Cell phones are not allowed at the dinner table so I'm eager to see if I have any missed messages from Jasper. I can't help the squee of joy that escapes me when I see he's sent me a text.

Hey Gorgous! Can you talk? - Jasper

I don't hesitate, as I write him back. He called me Gorgeous! My hands are shaking, I'm so excited to talk to him.

Hi, Jasper. I can talk. I'm just laying on my bed thinking about you. ;) - Edward

I don't know if he'll fall for my flirting, but maybe it will be easier for him to relax and get to know me better this way than face to face. I know how I get distracted when he's near me. Maybe Jasper is having the same problem. I sure hope so. My phone goes off, and I know he's written me back. I hope he isn't upset at what I said.

*Groan* You can't say things like that to me, Edward. I want to drive over there right now and see you all laid out on your bed. Where are your hands right now? - J

Okay, I guess he isn't mad. Fuck, this is going to be fun.

Sounds like it might be easier for Jasper to open up a bit over the phone. Seems like this is how all teenagers communicate now!

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