Sorry for the mistakes, *Warning* the ending is a little citrusy.

Disclaimer: not mine.

"You remember Isabella, right?" Jasper asked, making his way over to the couch as Rosalie sat across from him with a bouncing Jackson on her lap.

"Of course I remember her, she crushed on you hard." Rosalie replied smirking at her brother, he hated when she looked over at him like that; her blue eyes glistening reminding him of when they were children and would fight. She would then tell everyone she beat Jasper, annoying him to no end.

"Who?" Angela asked, walking into the room with a tray of drink and snacks, she placed them on the table before going to sit next to Jasper. He wrapped his arm around her waist, absentmindedly running his hand over his unborn daughter. She was now at the stage where he could just about make out the soft nudges of when she kicked.

Rose leaned over to take a sip of her drink and give her nephew a taste as he was very rarely allowed fizzy drinks. "Isabella."

"Anyway, I met her at the store just before and she brought Jackson that toy." Jasper said pointing over to the toy that still captivated his son.

"Aww," his wife walked in smiling, "that was nice of her, why didn't you invite her over?"

"Really?" Rose asked as she put Jackson down to play with Tubby on the floor. "I mean she was a little weird, do you really want to be in contact with her?"

"Rose." Angela chided softly, "don't be mean, she was sweet and I'm sure she is perfectly normal now."

"Ah-ha! So you admit she was a little weird back then." Rose said, making Angela and Jasper chuckle.

"Well next time you see, do invite her over sometimes. It would be nice to see how she is doing and to just catch up; did she say anything else to you?" She looked over at Jasper.

He shrugged, "She said she moved here for her boyfriend and that was it really, things must be serious for her to move here."

An hour passed and he couldn't stop staring at the clock on the wall which ticked loudly, as if taunting him. His sister was still sat her and chatting to Angela, but he wanted her to leave, he wanted to ravish his wife not sit here and listen to his big sister talk about trying for a child with her hulk of a husband.

"Anyway I'm off," Rose said picking her car keys off the table. "Want to come with Aunt Rosie, baby?" Jackson nodded enthusiastically, his aunt Rosie spoiled him.

Jasper wrapped his son in his jacket as it was still relatively warm outside.

"Rose, this time please no s-e-x whilst he is in the house, I don't want a repeat of the last time." Angela blushed, making his sister laugh.

"It was once! We thought he was asleep, how were Emmett and I supposed to know that he was still awake and would just wonder in on us?"

Jasper raised his brow at his sister as she sighed dramatically, "Like he hasn't seen you do it?"

"He hasn't thank god and I hope he never does." Jasper said, he was thankful once Rosalie had left he didn't let Angela clear up; instead he picked her up bridal style taking the stair two at a time.

"Let's go have some s-e-x." he said, to which Angela laughed out loud.

In the bedroom he took his time undressing his beautiful, gorgeous, unbelievably sexy wife and that fact that she filled out because she was bearing his child made her even more beautiful if that was possible. The way her hips flared out made him lick his lips in anticipation, since she had Jackson her breasts were fuller and succulent.

As they were both naked, he turned Angela around and moved her hair over shoulder so he could see the thing that turned him on the most. His wife, the preacher's daughter, the quiet girl who had exceeded in high school and college had gotten a tattoo on her right shoulder.

Jasper, he ran his tongue teasingly over his name which inked her skin, causing her to moan out load making his manhood harden more than he thought was possible, whilst his hands softly kneaded her sensitive breasts. They had both gone to get tattoos after they got married; he had her name inked on his right wrist. He was pulled out his thought as his naughty wife snaked her hands behind her to take hold of him in her small hands, caressing his hardened member; making him hiss out in pleasure.

"Turn around." He whispered huskily into her ear.

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