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She liked it...holy fucking shit! Does that mean...did she...come? I'll admit I wasn't paying any attention to what she was feeling at the time. I was too busy tasting her delicious blood and coming hard in my own pants while my eyes rolled into the back of my head in ecstasy. Now that I think about it though, she did moan when I finished...I just didn't think anything of it at the time, since she starting writhing in pain shortly afterward.
"Did you...," I trailed off suggestively with a raised eyebrow. I just had to fucking know. If she did, well then that changes everything... or does it? She was pretty pissed off at me back in Forks and her emotions are telling me she's not over that - even if it did feel good to her. Still, it would be very erotic to know we both got off from it. Just fucking thinking about it sent an involuntary wave of lust out in front of me and straight down to my groin. My cock was wagging his pubic eyebrows at her clothed pussy from within the confines of my jeans.
"Did I what?" she asked, confused. Her eyes widening slightly as she felt my resulting lust in the air.
"Did you come?" I practically moaned at her like an animal in heat. Please say yes...
"Um...no?" she replied, more like a question than an answer. This confused the fuck out of me...how can she not know if she came? She would know if I had made her come – after all, she seemed to come quite unmistakeably after dry humping me in that tree.
"No?" I asked her incredulously.
"I mean...I've never...other than the tree...so I'm not absolutely sure?" she informed me, hiding behind her hair in embarrassment.
"You never had an orgasm before that?" I gasped in shock, but then I quickly realized what that meant. She's still a virgin...a completely untouched virgin. No one has ever touched her...apparently not even herself. And I am the only one to ever have made her come. My cock ceased his pubic wagging and was now dutifully pressing the wrinkles out of his position list - looking at it intensely and thoughtfully, as if it was a strategic battle plan and he was deciding his first offensive maneuver. Fuck, the things I could teach her...do to her...make her feel...all for the very first time.
"No," she whispered, her embarrassment increasing slightly. I didn't want her to feel uncomfortable talking about sex with me. I mean after all, she is my mate and we would be having plenty of it...so it's best if she can talk to me openly about it. Plus hearing her talk about it would be hot as hell.
"It's okay, darlin', I just wondered is all," I assured her. "No need to be embarrassed."
"That's why it's my fault though," she stated, looking up at me.
"What?" I asked her, completely confused once again. I couldn't see how she could be at 'fault' or 'guilty' for being a virgin. I certainly didn't blame her - I was quite fucking pleased by this new information.
"Rose told me more about how your gift works. I didn't realize that you were affected by what others were feeling as well. I just thought you could manipulate others emotions and sense them. So you see...I liked it and I made you feel that way too. It's really my fault that you...well, you know...in the first place," she explained, looking so damn beautiful and innocent as she did so. Virgin innocent. I just couldn't seem to get over that delicious fact and neither could my cock, who was now frantically flipping through some type of book. Was that a Kama Sutra book?
I chuckled and she narrowed her eyes in anger. I wasn't laughing at her innocence...not really. "I don't think that's why I came, Bella."
"Oh really, then why did you, Jasper?" she sneered at me.
Decisions, decisions...do I just come out and tell her that she's my mate. How does one break that news to someone anyway? It wasn't easy when Char and Peter broke the news to me. I trust them completely and yet I still didn't believe them at first. I'm also not new to this life; I doubt any way that I do it will be easy for her to understand, or to believe.
"For the same reason you liked it, Bella," I told her, still trying to find a way to break it to her gently, tactfully.
"That's just it though, I don't know why I liked it – why it felt good I should say," she made sure to clarify. "I mean you were sucking my blood for god sake, but it felt...amazing! It was like a euphoric tingling in my entire body. Like I was high or something...not that I've ever been high...but I have had my share of pain medications in the past, though it didn't feel like that so I guess that's not it. I admit, I did feel it...'down there', but it wasn't quite like in the tree...I mean, maybe if you had lasted longer it..." she rambled on.
"It's because we're mates," I blurted out, interrupting her insulting musings. My endurance is just fucking fine, thank you very much; I could easily fuck her for days on end...and I will. If I had known there was potential for her to get off from it, I might of obligingly - okay, eagerly - taken another drink or two of her, consequences be damned.
"What?" she asked, looking bewildered.
"We're mates, Bella. That's why it felt so good...to both of us," I told her, watching her reaction closely...
She stared at me completely silent. Her emotions were all over the fucking place, it was like playing emotion whack-a-mole. Anger, lust, hope, embarrassment, curiosity, confusion, more anger, disbelief, more confusion...distrust. She knew I wouldn't hurt her, but it was as I had thought...it didn't mean she trusted me yet.
"I don't understand," she stated, which I completely expected. "What exactly are you saying, Jasper?"
"I'm saying that we are meant to be together, Bella - soul mates if you will. In the vampire world, each vampire has only one person - normally they are already a vampire - who they are meant to be with. We mate for eternity, Bella. It's really out of our control, not that any vampire would wish it otherwise. Our one true mate completes us in a way no other could," I explained to her.
"But...Alice is already your mate," she stated in a daze, her eyes focused on a point over my shoulder so that she wasn't looking directly at me. She couldn't hide what she was feeling from me. I knew this was going to be extremely hard for her to believe and trust me, even though her soul knew the truth - just as mine had known from the first moment I found her in that alley, I just didn't realize it then.
"No, she's not. Remember what I said when we arrived here? Alice is not my mate, Bella - you are my one true mate," I attempted to convince her.
"Yeah, but you married her," she scoffed, her anger increasing by the minute...followed by a new emotion - hurt. Fuck me. My chest literally ached as she hurt over something I had done. I may not have known her yet, but what I did would feel like betrayal to her. I took another as my mate – unintentionally of course, because I would never in a million years have picked Alice over Bella if I had known she was waiting for me. Even if it meant being alone all this time. Fuck, she didn't even know about Maria yet either. With Maria, it was some twisted pain-fucking, meaning she got off on my pain. A good number of my scars were from her, a fact that I don't even think Peter and Char are aware of. I also don't believe she ever saw me as a mate, and I certainly never thought of that sadistic bitch that way either. It was simply a means to an end for me, and not the way you may think – I fucked her the way she liked and let her hurt me, and I was rewarded with a meal. It was a hard deal to pass up, especially after being starved for weeks, and she knew it too.
"Yes, I did, unfortunately," I replied, truly ashamed of myself. "But technically, it doesn't even count because we don't really exist in the human world. It's all fake documents and private, unofficial ceremonies, Bella. I promise you, I will contact the lawyer and get the divorce papers going immediately." It was a weak argument, but I didn't know how to defend my marrying Alice - it was wrong, no matter how you looked at it.
She made another scoffing noise and stood up swiftly, moving to lean with her back against a nearby tree. She moved so quickly that I actually almost missed it. It was as if she was meant for this life, meant to be a vampire - and I suppose she was, since she was always meant to be my mate. Everything she did though, she did so very well. In all my years of training newborns, I've never seen one so skilled so quickly. She is quite simply, vampire perfection.
I moved toward her cautiously, she was staring intently at the ground beneath her feet processing all that I had told her, seemingly unaware of my approach. I knew better than to underestimate her, however, she knew exactly where and what I was doing without even having to use any of her senses. Once I was standing in front of her, I reached my hand up slowly and tilted her chin up to look into my eyes. She did so willingly, or I doubt I would have been able to move her an inch without forcing my gift upon her. I didn't want to influence her emotions - she needs to believe and trust me on her own; I can't force this.
"You are my one true mate, Bella...you, not Alice. It's always been only you, and it will always be only you," I whispered, stroking my thumb across her plump bottom lip. She parted her lips in response and blinked silently back up at me, gazing into my eyes - searching for the truth. Her eyes flickered down to my lips briefly and a small groan left them in response. I wanted so badly to kiss her right now; to just be with her the way we were meant to, the way our instincts were telling us to.
"You know I thought that guy in the alley was a serial killer," she blurted out against my thumb. O-kay, that successfully broke the moment. "Pretty fucking stupid of me, huh?"
"Not really, you didn't know vampires even existed. I can see where you came to that conclusion," I replied reassuringly, dropping my hand from her face so she would know I wasn't using my gift, but not moving away from her. She ignored me though, as if I hadn't even spoken and continued on...
"I also thought you were there to save me...like some knight in shining armor type of fucking thing," she scoffed, looking up as if she were holding back tears. Another human gesture – she would never cry again...or at least not the tears part anyway.
"And then you tore that guy apart and I thought nothing of it at first, I was just so happy he was gone - which was fucking stupid on my part now that I think about it - but when you helped me up and held me in your arms...it felt so good...so right...I couldn't understand it. And like a naive, stupid, little girl...I thought that maybe, just maybe, you really were my knight and you rescued me so that you could sweep me off my feet in some storybook romance," she said sadly. "That is until you started licking the blood on my neck and sucking on my wound...and then I thought you were just another fucking psychotic serial killer. I mean it could happen – to me anyway – it would be just my luck to have two serial killers fight over me. I never in a million years, however, would have guessed that it was really two vampires fighting over my blood. I guess fairy tales really don't exist - just monsters. God, I'm an idiot," she chuckled but it sounded strangled and just...wrong...so wrong.
"I'm sorry, darlin'," I choked out, my own voice strangled as I thought about what I had put her through...what I had put my mate through. She had to have been scared for her life in that alley and I never paused to think about it, not once. I never thought about what she was thinking the whole time I did any of it, never thought about how she would feel once she woke up to this life. I really am an ass.
"Are you, Jasper?" she whispered.
I gazed deeply into my mates eyes, her soul bare to me at that very moment. I could see it plain as fucking day...the hurt I had caused her.
"I'm sorry," I whispered again, unsure how to fix any of it.
"You bit me, Jasper," she stated matter-of-factly.
"Yes."
"How could you? How fucking could you if you truly felt something for me?" she asked, her hurt and anger boiling at the forefront.
"You liked it," I blurted out, like the ass that I was. Fuck! The words were out and there was no taking them back now. My cock glared at me and proceeded to crumple up his position list. I had a feeling he would be buying darts and a board with my face printed on it soon. Not that I blamed him – I was fucking everything up right now. This wasn't going the way I had originally imagined it would – which I admit, ending with us fucking in this very tree...but I digress.
"No, I didn't like it, Jasper!"
"No?" I questioned, confused. She just said earlier that she did, am I missing something?
"It felt good when you drank from me, and no matter how sick and twisted that makes me sound, I admit it. But I did not like it when you bit me and made me into this," she growled, gesturing down at her body and causing me to take a cautious step away from her. The newborn land mine was just a tiny step away and I was no fool. I wasn't worried that she would kill me, because she's my mate, and whether she likes it or not, it's ingrained in her not to. However, she could definitely do some damage and it would not be pleasant, that's for sure. Images of Edward moaning while holding his crotch flickered through my head and I took yet another cautious step back from her.
"I didn't turn you into a vampire, Isabella," I argued with her. I had a feeling she had been confused about that fact, since she had mentioned it briefly outside the Fork's house as well. "James did."
"Really? Because it didn't burn like hell until after you bit me," she sneered, her body tensing further in anticipation of attacking. It was a stance I've seen hundreds of times in the past, one that always ended up in a fight.
"That's because he didn't leave much venom inside you. You would have fucking burned for a week at the rate you were going, Bella...I gave you my venom to spare you that..."
"It didn't hurt until after you did that!" she roared in argument, pushing off the tree and causing it to split straight up the middle. She didn't even flinch at the sound as she began pacing methodically around me, while gripping at her hair in frustration. It was clear she was warring with herself; the pull to me prevented her from seeking what she truly wanted - revenge. Yes, she knew I wouldn't hurt her further, she knew my family thought highly of me, she felt a pull toward me she didn't understand, and yet at the center of all of that was the need to seek revenge on the person who made her into something she didn't want to be - the person who stole her life. But that person wasn't around, I killed him in that alley. Her head had to be a very confusing place to be at the moment, because her emotions certainly reflected that.
"It would have, if I had let it go on that way. I guarantee that you would have burned just the same, Bella – but for much fucking longer," I argued vehemently. I admit my own anger was beginning to rise with this conversation. I didn't like her blaming me for things that I genuinely tried to do the right thing about. I agree, I definitely deserved some of her anger for what I've put her through, and if I'm being completely honest - I could never regret that she carried mostly my venom inside her. I didn't want that nomad's venom in my mate. And so even though it caused her emotional and physical pain from me biting her, I couldn't regret how things ended up happening. I wouldn't change a thing and I hated knowing that she would undo it all if she could. I don't think I'll be admitting that little piece of information to her anytime soon, if ever.
"Why should I believe you, Jasper?" she growled. "After what you did...tell me, why should I believe you at all? What proof do you have that what you are saying is true and that we really are mates? Because all I see... is a vampire who married someone else, bit me, and then...," she stopped herself abruptly, wincing at some unknown thought or memory.
"I would never lie to you about anything, Bella! You said it yourself, you know I won't hurt you - not intentionally. That's your mating instinct telling you that, Bella. Your vampire mind and body know that I'm your mate, it's why you can't hurt me the way I know you'd like to right now," I answered, hoping that she would just open her damn eyes and see what was right in front of her. I know she's confused as fuck right now, I know she doesn't understand the full concept of mates – but damn it she can feel it. And then it dawned on me, I hadn't even told her...
"That rope...the one that pulls you in my direction...that's your proof," I told her.
"That's what that is?" she gasped in shock, her anger level lowering significantly. Thank fucking god, progress.
"Yes."
"The reason I couldn't leave when I tried to..."
"Yes, it draws us to each other. It's the same for all mated vampires. You can ask Char or Rose...if you still don't believe me," I told her, stepping cautiously towards her once again as she calmed further. She was finally beginning to realize the truth.
"It's the reason you crave my presence, my scent...and my touch," I said, moving so I was standing in front of her with only a foot of space between our bodies and her scent enveloping me. She took a deep breath in, scenting me as well, and closed her eyes in contentment. I took a step and tentatively placed my hands on her waist, pulling her gently towards me. I wrapped my arms around her and she opened her eyes and gazed up at me; the feeling of her small hands gripping my arms causing me to purr unashamedly. I tilted my head and bent down slightly...staring at her luscious lips and testing her emotions to make sure this was okay with her; it was. Her pink tongue darted out and moistened them with venom as I ever so slowly closed the distance between our lips. I had just barely grazed them with my own...
When she suddenly jerked out of my embrace and took a step back. What the fuck?
"What's wrong?" I asked her, confused and somewhat hurt at her actions. She believed me now and she wanted me too, I could feel her desire and longing for me – she can't deny that.
"Jasper," she half whispered, half moaned. So goddamn sexy. "I can't." And then not so sexy.
Why the fuck not, were the only words tossing around in my head. I knew better than to blurt that out, however – I do have some self preservation. So instead I settled for a simple, "Why?"
"You're still married, Jasper...and if I do this...," she paused shaking her head, "If I do this, then I really am a whore like Edward said," she whimpered, sounding disgusted with herself.
"You are not a whore, Isabella! I don't ever want to hear you say that again – do you fucking hear me?" I growled at her. "Edward is an asshole who was trying to manipulate you, and apparently is succeeding at this moment."
"But he's ri-..."
"Don't you fucking dare finish that sentence," I ordered, glaring at her. She cringed in response. I'm sure I looked quite menacing right now – fucking Edward. I wanted to kill him! It literally took everything I had not to hunt his fucking ass down and make him pay for messing with my mate and our first kiss.
I moved towards her, causing her to take a step back in response. I wasn't deterred though - I was fucking determined. I took another step – she stepped back. Three steps later and her back was pressed against another tree. She didn't move, even though she could have evaded me if she really wished to, she stood stone still staring up at me with wide crimson eyes as I closed the distance between us once again.
"It's just a piece of paper, Bella - and that's all it's ever been to me. I'm not with Alice and I never truly was either - she never had my heart. This," I said, cradling her face gently in my hands. "What we have... is so much more - you have my heart, Bella," I paused as she let out a small choked sob. "Besides...," I said, brushing her hair away from her beautiful face. "I'm pretty sure rope beats paper, darlin'," I told her before crashing my lips to hers. She whimpered against my lips before finally giving in and kissing me back...and when she did...holy fuck was I one happy man. I swiped my tongue across her lips, asking her to let me in. She parted her lips slightly and I eagerly slipped inside her mouth, caressing her tongue with my own. Fuck, she tastes so fucking good! Shocks and jolts ran through my entire body as I consumed her mouth with my own; this was even better than drinking her blood, and almost as nice as dry humping in a tree.
"Man, I just know he's going to fucking kill me for this. Are you absolutely sure this is urgent?" I heard Peter's voice breaking through my bliss. That fucker best turn around if he knows whats good for him. I couldn't hear who he was talking to, and quite frankly I didn't give a flying fuck who or what he was talking about. The world could be burning down around us for all I cared. I finally had my girl in my arms and my tongue in her mouth – I was busy, and whatever it was they could deal with it themselves.
"Oh, fuck," Peter groaned, his voice a hell of a lot closer than before. A hell of a lot closer than I wanted him to be right now. "Uh, he's kind of busy at the moment, can't I just take a message and have him call you back?"
I chose to ignore him completely, figuring if I didn't acknowledge his presence he would go the fuck away. He couldn't be stupid enough to interrupt me...
Bella didn't seem to care about his presence either, because she proceeded to wrap one of her legs around my waist in an effort to get closer. I reached down and wrapped her other around me as well, effectively lifting her up, as I pressed her back further against the tree. Our kisses moved from passionate to frantic; both of us feeling the raw need to consummate our relationship. Vampire mating instincts one-oh-one - let the mating begin. She began writhing against my now hard, straining cock and I pushed into her, grinding against her clothed wet pussy. Our mutual moans, gasps, and groans were echoing around us as I dragged my lips and tongue down her chin and smooth pale neck. She gripped me tighter to her in response and I ground my cock once again into her, desperate to feel and hear more of her.
"What the fuck is he doing? Is Bella okay, Peter? She isn't hurt, is she? I swear if he hurt her..." a very familiar male voice rang out.
"Calm down, he's not fucking hurting her. I'm pretty sure she is enjoying everything he's doing to her at the moment and you don't want to know what that is. Then again maybe you do – you did seem like a bit of a pervert. Which reminds me, I'm thinking about a new business...would you watch tree porn?" Peter asked curiously.
It was at this moment that Bella groaned – loudly – in response to my cock twitching eagerly against her, essentially tapping at her clothed clit. I believe it was Morse code for 'let me out'...but I couldn't be sure.
"What the hell is he doing to her, Peter?" the male voice growled loudly. That should have been my first clue, his growl. It was far too animalistic sounding.
"Jacob," Bella gasped against my lips, causing me to growl. She better damn well not be calling out that dog's name while I'm with her. "No, Jasper...stop. I hear Jacob's voice," she said, pushing on my chest. Goddamn it! That's the fucking familiar voice. I blame not figuring that out sooner on my cock, who looked extremely proud at the extent of his control over me - dick.
"What the hell is going on, Peter?" I growled, looking in the direction of his voice.
"Shit, do you hear him? He's going to fucking kill me!" Peter said into his phone, approaching us cautiously.
"You have five seconds, Peter, and then I'm not going to be so patient," I warned him seriously. I wasn't playing around, he knew not to interrupt me, and yet, here he is. This better damn well be important.
"You, uh...have an urgent phone call," he replied hesitantly, holding the phone an arms length away towards me.
"Why is that damn dog even calling me...and on your new phone?" I questioned angrily.
"Uh, hellooo...I can hear you, you know," Jacob answered in irritation.
I snatched the phone out of Peter's hand and brought it up to my ear, not that it was necessary - I could hear him just fine, unfortunately. "Then answer the fucking question, Jacob."
"I didn't have your number, so I called Peter's hot-line since I have it saved in my phone. I needed to talk to you and I wouldn't have bothered if it wasn't important," he huffed in indignation. I didn't think I really wanted to know why he had saved Peter's hot-line number to his phone, so I didn't ask.
"And?"
"And what?" he asked cluelessly.
"Spit it the fuck out, Jacob...what the hell do you want?" I growled into the phone. He was trying my patience. I just wanted to get back to touching and tasting my mate for fuck sake.
"Where is Bella? I heard her...groaning...is she okay?" he asked, ignoring my tone completely. God he was fucking infuriating. Maybe I could buy him a shock collar or something; train him to listen better with those big wolf ears.
"I'm fine, Jake...it was...nothing," she told him, glancing nervously over to me. Nothing? Did she just tell him it was nothing? "Why are you calling Jasper, Jake?"
"Oh, right...well I wanted to tell him that there was a redhead at the house looking for him – small tits, sorta perky but not great, an okay ass...she could use a good scrubbing but she was decent enough looking; she's definitely no you, Bella, but then who is, right?" he chuckled. Is he hitting on my mate...on the phone...right in front of me? Not that he was doing a very good job of it...who the fuck talks about another girl's anatomy while hitting on someone? "Oh, and she had red eyes – so obviously not on the same Cullen family diet plan, which us werewolves have a big problem with by the way. Will she be sticking around long, Jasper?"
Bella's eyes narrowed as she looked over to me expectantly. You have got to be fucking kidding me!
"I don't know any fucking redheads, Jacob," I snarled, staring at Bella as her distrust started to increase once again. She tilted her head slightly to the side and crossed her arms over her chest. Just fucking great.
"Are you sure, man? Because she was holding one of your shirts when she came out of the house and..."
"I'm sure," I growled, cutting him off. Could he make this look any worse for me? My mate now thinks I'm some sort of man-whore! "The only redhead I know wouldn't have red eyes. And how the hell do you know it was my shirt anyway?"
"Werewolf, remember? I could smell your stench pouring off of the thing – it was definitely yours," he explained. "Maybe that redhead you know slipped up on her diet?" he offered in explanation.
"Doubtful. Tanya has been an animal drinker for centuries. Her control could rival Carlisle's," I told him. Bella growled at the mention of Tanya's name. I raised an eyebrow at her and she glared back at me in response.
"What do you want us to do then?" Jacob asked me.
"Why the fuck are you asking me, Jacob? I thought you were the new all-powerful Alpha?" I replied incredulously.
"Well, she is your girlfriend...and I just thought that..."
"For the last fucking time...I don't even know who the fuck that is!" I roared, pulling my arm back in a gesture to throw the fucking phone. Peter's loud whimper stopped me, however. Unfucking believable. Instead of throwing the damn thing like I really, really wanted to, I angrily pushed the end button and tossed it over to Peter...who cradled the thing to his chest like it was the holy grail.
Bella and I stared at him as if he was insane.
"What? It can record high definition video, hold thousands of pictures, and get reception even if you are standing inside a pyramid in Egypt! It's my baby – now stop staring at me like that!" Peter defended himself. Whatever.
"Who's Tanya?" Bella asked nervously, looking everywhere but at me.
"She's a succubus," Peter replied eagerly, cringing as I glared over at him. Thanks a lot fucker. I should have thrown that damn phone.
"A succubus... I thought they were mythical, but then I guess that all went out the window when I found out vampires were real," she mused to herself.
"She belongs to a coven in Alaska, a coven of animal drinkers. Oh and, Tanya doesn't do that anymore," I replied, defending her. Why the hell am I defending her? I don't even really like her. Not that I dislike her, I really don't know her that well – except to know that she is obsessed with Edward.
"Sure, she doesn't," Peter scoffed in disbelief.
"Not since she set her sights on Edward," I argued with him.
"So...she never seduced any of the others? Except Edward?" Bella asked coyly, though her emotions gave her away...she was fishing for information, out of jealousy. I liked it, but she had no reason to be jealous of Tanya. There was simply no comparison.
"She never seduced Edward either – he's resisted her attempts time and time again. Why, I don't know. He could definitely benefit from getting laid," I told her honestly. Maybe then he'd stop drooling over my mate – not that I plan to have her anywhere near him ever again.
"And you?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No, darlin', I've never been interested in Tanya. You have nothing to worry about," I assured her, trying to hold back a smile.
She nodded her head but didn't say anything further on the subject.
"Peter, here boy..."
WHISTLE
"Here Peter, come on boy, where are you?" Emmett's voice boomed out.
"What the hell Emmett, he's not a damn dog!" Rose scolded him loudly, followed by a resounding smack.
"It's okay, Rose...I don't mind if he refers to him as a dog right now," Char told her in a disgruntled tone.
"Thank you, Char. At least someone loves me," Emmett's replied, his pout heard plain as day in his voice.
Looks like our talk was over for now, since it was apparently impossible to get any damn privacy in this billion acres of forest. Rose, Char, and Emmett reached the waterfall a few moments later, stopping in their tracks to stare at Bella...and then me...and then Bella. Subtlety was never their strong suit.
"Sorry, Major, we were worried when Peter didn't come back after a bit. He didn't even say what he was doing, just took off suddenly mumbling something about a dog and urgent. We didn't mean to interrupt anything," Char hastily apologized.
"It's fine, Char," I told her, not really meaning it. She knew it too as she glared over at Peter wordlessly.
"Yeah, we were worried about him chasing a car or something," Emmett teased, ruffling Peter's hair.
"Shut up, you ass," Peter growled, pushing Emmett away from him.
"Make me," Emmett goaded, taking off in a sprint. Peter took off after him...but not before securing his 'baby' in some space-aged padded cell phone holder.
"Jasper, now that the kids will be busy for a few minutes...did you want us to give you some privacy?" Rose asked thoughtfully. I haven't mentioned how much I love Rose in a while, have I? I do, I really, really do.
"Thanks, Rose, that would be gre-..."
"It's fine, Rose. Jasper and I were done anyway – right, Jasper?" Bella interjected, glancing over at me warily. What the hell? Why is she being standoffish now when she just had my tongue in her mouth and her pussy grinding against me? My cock was so not happy with this turn of events. He glared at me accusingly over top of his Kama Sutra book, angrily flipping the pages.
"Actually, I think...," I trailed off as Char's eyes widened and she shook her head frantically back and forth behind Bella's back. O-kay, maybe that wasn't such a good idea. "Yeah, darlin', we can talk more later," I opted for instead, raising an eyebrow at Char; she nodded, letting me know that was fine. Why are women so damn complicated? I had no fucking clue what was going on right now, but I trusted Rose and Char wouldn't steer me wrong.
Rose and Char shared a meaningful look with Bella before they looked over to me. Shit, I just now remembered the tree house situation.
"Uh, we should head back towards the house. Emmett and Peter need to tell you something," I told them cryptically. If I could come out of this without blame, I would do it unashamedly. It didn't technically make me a traitor, since it was all their idea anyway.
We took off toward the house, meeting up with a disheveled looking Peter and Emmett half way there. Peter was covered in bark and Emmett's face was covered in mud...they were quite the fucking sight. Emmett went to kiss Rose, who grimaced and pushed him away. "Eww, do not touch me until you take a shower!" He rolled his eyes but smirked widely when he noticed Peter got the same treatment from Char.
Reaching the house, Peter and Emmett walked over to my truck wordlessly and began unloading the wood and various supplies. Leaving me to stand there and stare at them like the fucking traitors that they are. Unfucking believable.
"What's that for?" Char asked me curiously.
"A tree house," I mumbled in response.
"Excuse me? A what?" Rose asked warily.
Here we go...bye, bye balls.
"We are building a tree house to live in for the time being," I told them reluctantly.
"Uh-huh. And by this we and live in, you mean...you, Emmett, and Peter?" Char asked, raising an eyebrow and daring me to state differently. Bella stood by, watching in amusement.
"Nooo... I mean all of us," I informed her hesitantly.
The girls all shared a look and then...
Burst out into roaring laughter.
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AN:
Progress, yes? They talked, they kissed, she did some grinding on his cock...mmm...what was I saying? Oh, right. There are still some things that our lovebirds need to talk about, more will be revealed soon - no worries. ;)
** To make a long and whiny story short, I am all sorts of stressed out right now. I apologize that this update took longer than I promised it would. I really did try to get it finished in time, but when I went to write...everything kept coming out way too angsty. A little angst is fine, but definitely not as much as was spewing forth from me. I realized it was my own shitty mood being thrust onto these characters and that's not fair to them. Poor Jasper (his cock too, lol) and Bella. It's also not fair to you. This story is important to me and I don't want my emotions to take it over. Honestly, I'm still not sure I like this chapter - but I couldn't seem to get it where I wanted it to be. =( What does this mean exactly? I guess it means that I need you to be patient with me once again because I can't promise when the next chapter will be done *sigh*. I know how sucky it is to be reading a story and have the updates become farther and farther apart, when all you want to do is read the story already. I'm so sorry! I'm working on it, I promise...hang in there with me? Yes? Maybe hold my hand? No? Dang. **
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