JPOV
"When I touched her hip is when she began to panic," I tell Peter quietly as we lay in bed with Bella after she falls back to sleep in our arms.
"Do you think he…?" Peter starts but is unable to finish his thought. "What are we going to do about the mutt?"
"I'm not opposed to having his blood on my hands," I smile. "We need to get him isolated while she's at work. I think we would have a better chance of Bella not getting hurt if she is. Once he is out of the way, she can move on and not have to worry about looking over her shoulder or being afraid."
"His blood on you would be a sight to see," Peter smirks. "I better be able to get a taste off you."
I chuckle. "I suggest you get your head out of the gutter because we promised we wouldn't until she was ready. It would be hot though…"
Bella mumbles incoherently in her sleep as she rolls over towards Peter, making herself comfortable with her head on his chest. Peter trails his hand up and down her arm sending goosebumps all over her exposed skin which in turn has Bella sighing with content flowing out of her in waves as she sleeps. By the time the sun starts rising Bella has unknowingly wrapped herself in the both of us. Her legs are tangled up in Peters as she has me by the arm with her head on the pillow beneath her.
"How did we get so lucky, Pete?" I ask just as she begins to stir.
"I don't know but we are two lucky fuckers, that's for sure," Peter chuckles. "She's too beautiful for her own good, you sure we have to keep that promise?"
"What promise?" A groggy voice speaks up from between us.
"Good morning sleeping beauty," I say softly as I move the hair out of Bella's face so that we can see her clearly.
Peter leans down, kissing her ear since that is all he can reach with the position we are all in. The noise that Bella makes is not one we have gotten to hear yet and didn't expect to hear until certain things got escalated with our relationship. We freeze for a moment or two as Bella works through what she just did as Peter tries to contain his excitement. I growl low enough for Bella not to hear and only a few more seconds pass before she is untangling herself from the two of us quickly, trying to get out of bed seemingly as fast as she can.
"I'm sorry, sugar, I was just – "
"I think I am going to go shower now," Bella interrupts and walks towards the bedroom door before heading her way to the other room.
Peter makes a move to follow her, but I hop up from bed and block his way before he can. "She's not mad, Pete, let her have her time to sort through what she needs to first," I tell him as I yank him towards me so that our bodies collide solidly, covering his mouth with my own. "Let's go make our mate some breakfast, shall we?" I say, planting another kiss.
"A few more minutes won't hurt, will it?" Peter shoves me onto the mattress before straddling me as his hands pin me in place. "We promised we wouldn't have sex unless she was comfortable, that doesn't mean we can't make out."
"Then shut up and kiss me, Captain," I respond just as we hear the shower turn on.
A heavy make out session later, the water shuts off forcing us away from each other before making our way down hand in hand to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. I begin the coffee as Peter heats up a pan and mixes batter for blueberry pancakes and bacon. Standing behind Peter I kiss the back of his neck, just where his hairline starts causing him to groan.
"Jasper, you're not making the whole not being allowed to jump your bones easy," Peter grunts just as we hear shuffling from behind us.
We stop our movements before quickly creating a distance away from one another as Bella sits at the island. There are multiple emotions in the air surrounding all of us, one prominent one, desire.
"You like blueberry pancakes?" Peter breaks the silence as he turns around with a smile.
A raise of the eyebrow is all she gives in response, her face a bit flushed and her emotions running in different directions. I grab Bella's cup of coffee and slide it in front of her with some sugar and creamer. Peter goes back to the stove as I begin to clean up the dirtied dishes.
"So… are we just going to ignore this morning and what I just walked in on?" Bella asks as she sips her coffee.
Plating up the food, I grab the syrup from the cabinet and stand on the other side of the island along with Peter and lean against the counter. "What do you want to know, darlin'?" I ask.
"What promise do you have to keep," she asks as she pours syrup over her pancakes.
"No sex until you were ready," I tell her bluntly, not bothering to beat around the bush knowing she deserves to know anything and everything there is between us.
Bella stills for a split second before resuming her food, taking a bite before continuing, "Why do I have to be ready for you two having sex?"
At this Peter and I look at one another for a long moment before Peter replies, "That isn't exactly what he meant, sugar. We didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable, so we agreed for the two of us not to… be intimate… not until you were ready to be with us together or separate intimately."
Bacon gets lifted up to her lips and into her mouth, getting chewed up before seemingly thinking of a response. "Have you guys waited all this time to have sex or is it just since I came into the picture?"
"Well… no we didn't," I begin. "We didn't want to pressure you into anything you didn't want to do or anything you weren't ready for and felt if we – "Peter starts to finish before getting cut off from Bella.
"Jasper, Peter, if I'm not ready to have sex, I'm not going to. I don't know how long it will take for me to be ready, so there really isn't any reason for the two of you to be sexually frustrated," she says logically as she pushes the plate of half-eaten food away and sipping her coffee once more.
Peter's emotions of love, adoration, as well as lust along with my own admittedly, skyrocket in her statement. The two of us make our way to stand on either side of the flawless person sitting in the front of us and kiss her cheeks.
"What the hell did we do good in our life to have her in our life?" Peter asks a really good question.
"It must've been something good from our human life," I murmur as Bella's face flushes.
"I have to get ready for work soon," Bella says softly before sliding off the stool and making her way through the kitchen to clean up her leftovers.
BPOV
"Good afternoon, Bella," Mrs. Newman says brightly when I walk through the store door. "How was your days off?"
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Newman. Not bad, went to a movie with a couple of friends," I reply as I feel some heat fill my cheeks. "How were things here? Oh, you had to take your cat to the vet yesterday, is everything okay?" I ask to move the attention off of myself as I put away my small purse and get ready to organize the new shipment of books.
"Ah, yes. Mr. Skittles will be just fine, the vet put him on something to help his stomach along, not uncommon is what the vet told me," Mrs. Newman tells me coming around to me with a cup of what looks like sweet tea. "Was it the two boys from the other day? The boys who brought you coffee and lunch?" She questions with a smile.
My face flames up as I take the tea that's offered. "Jasper and Peter," I nod confirming.
"You get it girl," Mrs. Newman surprises me by saying such a thing at her age and clearly it is written all over my face as she laughs. "Bella, dear, I might be old, but I am definitely not judging you for who you bring into your bed. I had a life once as well," she smiles a sad smile.
"What happened?" I ask softly as we both begin to take out the books from boxes.
"Well… I met Jared and Phoenix on my twenty second birthday, they were best of friends- grew up next door to one another and they knew they had been attracted to each other. Jared's mother had found them together and had kicked both of my boys out. Of course, Phoenix's parents found out and proceeded in kicking him out of the house as well, so they were homeless at the age of seventeen. I was out with a couple of friends when I had met them at the bar, we chatted over drinks. A couple of hours had gone by and my friends were ready to go home already but I couldn't stand the thought of leaving without the two of them. My friends left the bar while I stayed behind and listened to their stories. Something about them reeled me in and I had invited them back to my place, nothing happened that night. The three of us were all attracted to one another, we all knew that… we took things slow. My friends and family had found out that I had two men staying under my roof and gave me an ultimatum," Mrs. Newman tells me with a small shrug of her shoulders as we come to a pause in the boxes. "We moved here shortly afterwards, whole new state, new life, new everything."
"Where are they now?" I question. She's never mentioned them before now which I don't blame her but, nobody has ever come to see her the few months that I have worked here either.
"Jared was brutally attacked on his night shift at work and Phoenix passed away losing his fight to cancer," she answers just as the door opens and chimes signaling for a customer. "I'll take care of the customer; you can finish up and we can bring everything up."
No sooner does Mrs. Newman go to the front, I hear a smooth medium toned voice making me freeze and panic. This seriously can't happen right now. Pulling out my phone I send a quick text to both Jasper and Peter before I hear shouting up front and hear Mrs. Newman shout for me to run. My heart is pumping quickly as my adrenaline spikes and just a few seconds later I hear metal banging. Running towards the back office I slam and lock the door before going to the window trying to slide the window open but to no avail.
"Oh, don't hide from me, babe!" Jacob says loudly as he walks slowly back towards where I am.
Grabbing the small metal chair in the office, I swing it as hard as I can shattering the glass and I use the chair as a booster to try to get out quickly, broken glass cutting into my forearms. Screaming for help I feel my legs get yanked back inside, my arms scrapping along the ragged glass, slashing my arms heavily as my body hits the floor of the office heavily knocking the air out of my lungs before everything goes black.
A/N: Sorry for the late update, this week just hasn't been it for me. Until next time though!