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Chapter 12

I was just sitting at the table waiting for him, my worry at an all time high. My biggest fear was that he would hold back our relationship. That Jasper would distance himself to prevent himself from making me into a tasty snack.

I was angry, I couldn't do anything to stop myself from having these stupid accidents. First, I get a paper cut while opening my birthday present and now I trip and fall on the forest floor and manage to cut my hand on some rocks.

A pair of cold hard arms wrapped around me, snapping me out of my self blame. Happiness exploded out of me at our physical contact. Does this mean he isn't freaking out?

"What are you thinking?" He chuckles out, face relaxed again.

"You're not going to freak out?" My question wiped away his small smile. Nice Bella, remind the man you love that he's attracted to your blood.

"Bella, I'm not going to leave you."

"I know, I was just afraid that you would pull yourself back from me." I grimaced at the thought of him leaving. That hadn't crossed my mind at all. Jasper would never leave me like Edward. I was sure of that.

Some tension was released from his shoulders, it made me wonder if he thought I compared him to Edward. Which is ridiculous, Edward is my past. Jasper is my present and future.

"I prepared myself for something likes this." He said gesturing to my wounded hand. "I knew that eventually you would get hurt, it's an unavoidable part of being human."

"Is that the reason you hunt so often?"

The question had come up in my mind before, but I never asked about it. I knew the Cullen's only had to eat every other week, Jasper was hunting twice a week.

"Yes, I hoped that if I was full, all the time, it would be easier to ignore your scent."

"Did it help?"

"My feelings for you told me I didn't want to kill or harm you, while my mind argued with itself." His face was distraught as he remembered what had happened. "The bloodlust tried to take over, but I kept reminding myself that I was full and that you were…." He trailed off.

"I was what?" What did he think of me as? That was not a conversation that had come up.

"I just kept thinking that I love you, that you trusted me and I didn't want to let you down." "I don't want to lose you. I've been so close already. There was no way I was going to let myself kill the woman I'm in love with."

If Jasper wasn't holding me, I would have melted right into the floor. As it was he just laughed at me. I pouted up at him, it was so unfair that he could read me so well.

"Let's get some food in you." Jasper said grinning.

My stomach growled at the mention of food. It just set him off laughing again as he laid me down on our bed. I couldn't find it in me to glare at him. Stupid hunger.

Jasper made a plate of chopped fruits to feed me. I always enjoyed it when he fed me with his hands. I could taste his skin and the fruit at the same time, the combination of the two was delectable. He had a fascination with watching me eat.

Our sexual tension thickened the air as he fed me. I was careful not to let my lips linger too long on his fingers. It made it harder to resist our urge to take things farther. I knew it wasn't the right time yet. God, I wanted to be with him so badly. We just needed more time to solidify our relationship.

The moment I finished swallowing the last piece of fruit, Jasper set the plate aside and slammed his mouth upon mine.

I gasped at the suddenness of his kiss. His tongue slipped in between my parted lips. The pure taste of Jasper was like ambrosia. My hands threaded into his golden hair and pulled him to me.

His body on mine was still new in feeling, though we had found ourselves in this position frequently in the past few weeks. The icy body on top of mine should have frozen me. Instead, his touch felt hot, like he was burning me. The cold tongue touching mine was silken in its texture. My nails tried to dig into his scalp when I felt his icy cold hand start slide under my t-shirt.

My chest arched into his, attracted like a magnet. My hands released their purchase on his incredibly soft hair. I slid them down his back, greatly appreciating the feel of his muscles contracting under my touch.

I tugged his shirt half way up his torso and pressed my hands to the small of his back. Jasper's hips bucked down into mine, sending a sharp shock of pleasure. A sound escaped my lips and was echoed back to me by my love.

His narrow hips were still pushed against mine. The feeling was frightening in its intensity. Nothing had ever felt this good. I knew where this was leading. I was reluctant to remove my lips away, but we had to stop.

"Jasper, we have to stop now." I whispered. I didn't have the breath to speak any louder. My heart was pounding so hard that I heard it. Jasper was breathing as heavily as I was. Staring down at me with such a look of want that I almost pulled him back to my lips.

He clenched his eyes closed and nodded in agreement. His body rolled smoothly to the right so that he was lying on his side next to me. I wanted to hate myself. Why was I so afraid to go further with Jasper? Well, we've only been together for a month. Though that's only a part of it.

I'm completely in love with him. So, Why am I so afraid and nervous?

"I love you, Bella." He spoke, his voice made husky from his emotional state. "Forever."

My heart fluttered like a bird's wings taking off into flight. He said forever.