6

Bella spent a few more minutes down at the lake before she turned and headed back to the house. She didn't really want to play Truth or Dare, but knew it was tradition when they got together. Something they always did at the end of a semester, when they once again escaped the real world for a long weekend at the lake.

When she walked back onto the deck, she found they had already cleared the table, leaving just her plate, which she hadn't touched. Jasper pulled her chair back, giving her a look that said not to argue with him and to sit down and eat. She wasn't hungry, but found herself sitting and picking up her fork. She turned and looked at Jasper before she scooped up a forkful of the potato salad and threw it into her mouth, followed by some cole slaw and a bite of the barbeque chicken before dropping her fork in the middle of the plate and pushing it away.

"Happy?" she asked.

"Nope," he said, reaching for her plate, but she covered his hand with hers. "Cricket."

"Jay," she challenged, matching his tone. "I'm not hungry."

"Fine, whatever," he grumbled, and leaned back. "Are you going to play?"

"Yep," she said, her tone sharper than she meant as she shifted her eyes between everyone. "But for the record, my clothes are not coming off."

"Again," they all said together, causing her to laugh and say, "Again."

"All right, Swan, I knew you'd be down to play," Edward snickered as he stood up. "Let's go inside. More comfortable, and, um, safer if we end up taking off our clothes."

"You're obsessed with nudity, Edward." Bella scoffed, standing up and reaching for her plate, but Jasper grabbed it before she could, giving her a look. "Whatever, Jay."

"I'll put it in the fridge. In case you get hungry after you are dared to take off your clothes."

"I am not taking off my clothes!" she exclaimed. "I barely talked that asshole out of arresting me and Alice. If I hadn't pulled the dad card, he probably would have arrested us."

An awkward silence drifted over them at the mention of her father. Charlie Swan had been the Chief of Police in the small town of Forks, Washington where Bella and Alice had grown up. He was a good and kind man, who went above and beyond for the town under his care. There wasn't a single person who had a bad word to say about him, and there were so many people at his funeral, they had to put speakers up outside of the church. And she'd used to him to get out of jail, something he would have been ashamed of her for doing.

"Sorry," she whispered.

"Don't be sorry," Edward said, quietly. "Your dad was a good man, Bella. A damn good man."

She nodded, feeling her eyes fill with tears. "I don't want to talk about him. I just . . . Let's go play Truth or Dare."

Though she could tell everyone was on edge, she waited until they started toward the house before she looked away, brushing a tear off her cheek. She felt a hand slid across her lower back, curving around her hip and when she looked over, she felt her cheeks warm when she found Jasper watching her.

"I missed you," she wept, unable to keep her voice from breaking. "I missed you so much, Jay."

"I missed you, too, Cricket." Jasper brought his other hand up to the side of her face, caressing her skin softly. "Let's get out of here. Go . . . I don't know, just go somewhere that we can be alone."

Bella bit the inside of her lip as she shook her head. "We have three more days, Jay."

"And I don't want to share you with anyone for a single second of those three days," he said, shrugging his shoulders.

She smiled. "Are you going to tell him that?"

Jasper groaned. "Fucking twin brother."

Bella slipped her hands into his and pulled him toward the back door. "Come on, Jay. Let's play Truth or Dare, and then we can be alone. All. Night. Long."

"Fucking tease," he whispered under breath, but she heard and laughed.

After he covered her plate and put in the fridge, giving her a look not to argue with him, they headed into the living room where everyone was already gathered and were waiting. The coffee table was covered in beers and there were two bottles of wine, one bottle of tequila, and one of vodka and several shot glasses. She and Jasper shared a look before they walked over and squeezed onto the couch next to Alice and Ben, who reached out and patted her thigh awkwardly and when she looked up at him, he winked.

Carlisle and Esme were on the other couch with Emmet and Rosalie, while Kate, Angela, Edward and Garrett were seated on the floor. There was a glass bowl with folded up pieces of paper with their names written on them, Bella knew. This wasn't their first time.

"We all remember the rules, don't we?" Edward asked, shifting his eyes around the room. "Once your name is picked, you choose Truth or Dare. Once you've made your pick, Emmett, you're stuck with it and there's no crying about it being unfair and begging to tell a truth instead."

Emmett rolled his eyes. "You weren't the one dared to shove a certain something up a certain exit only."

Edward grinned. "Been there, done that, dude."

Everyone laughed while Garrett blushed.

"Anyway," Edward said, gesturing toward the alcohol on the table. "If you should fail at your dare, or not tell the truth, you must take a shot. Your choice between tequila or vodka. Deal?"

"Deal," the other ten said before looking at Bella, who nodded and said, "Deal, but nobody better dare me to shove anything up my exit only."

And once again everyone laughed, except for Jasper, who just shifted uncomfortably on the couch and when she looked at him, he winked and smirked.

"No," she said, putting a finger up. "Not gonna happen, Jay."

"We'll see, Cricket," he snickered, leaning over and kissing just below her ear, causing her to moan. "We shall see."

"Oy, no live action pornos!" Angela called out, throwing a pillow at them.

Jasper put his hands up as he laughed. "Who is drawing a name first?"

"I'll pick the first picker, and then they can pick who they want to challenge." Garrett reached into the glass bowl and plucked out a piece of paper, unfolding it. "Kate, you're up."

"Oh, my gosh," she giggled, leaning up on her knees and reaching for the bowl. Angela, of course, looked at her ass, and when she caught Bella watching, she smirked and shrugged her shoulders. Kate sat back down before she unfolded the piece of paper she picked. With a wicked grin on her face, she turned and looked right at Carlisle. "Truth or Dare, Carlisle."

He groaned and leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees. "Fuck it. Dare."

Kate brought her hand up to her chest for a moment before she gasped, smiled and looked at Esme for a split second before she said, "I dare you to show us your orgasm face."

Carlisle's mouth opened and his eyes widened as he looked from her to Esme, who tilted her head to the side and raised an eyebrow. "Okay," he said, slowly before he scooted even closer to the edge of the couch. "For the record, you're a bitch, Kate."

"I know," she said, smiling. "Now show us your face when you're balls deep in Esme, or grab you a shot, Carl."

Grimacing at the nickname first, Carlisle took a deep breath, brought his hands up in front of him as if to center himself, and then closed his eyes tight, his mouth opening and he scrunched his face up while grunting several times.

Bella burst out laughing, causing his eyes to open and she slapped her hand over her mouth. "Sorry."

"Was is that bad?" he asked, cringing.

"It was pretty bad," she said, snickering while everyone nodded and outright laughed. "Sorry."

"It's better when you're actually cumming," Esme assured him, wrapping her hand around his arm and pulling him back on the couch. "Trust me, you're sexy as shit when you cum."

"Whatever," Carlisle scoffed and reached over and plucked a name out of the glass bowl. He grinned as his eyes shifted to Alice, who groaned. "Truth or Dare, Allie?"

"I'm going to regret this, but dare."

"That's my brave girl," Ben laughed.

"Touch your nose, with your tongue," Carlisle dared, and Alice rolled her eyes before she stuck her tongue out her mouth and curled it upward, touching the top of her nose. She was known for her freakishly long tongue, something Bella had always teased her about when they were growing up. "That was a weak dare, bro."

Carlisle shrugged his shoulders and leaned back. "Bella is the one who said I couldn't dare you to take your clothes off."

"She said all of my clothes. I would have taken some of them off." Alice leaned up and plucked one of the names from the bowl and unfolded it, her eyes shifting to Garrett.

"Oh, God," he fretted. "You would picked me."

Alice nodded. "Truth or Dare, Gar."

"Truth. Sorry, shorty, but I don't trust you not to have Edward shoving something up my not just an exit."

Alice snorted before pressing her lips together for a moment. Her eyes widened and she looked at Bella before she turned back to Garret and asked, "Tell us your biggest, sexual fantasy."

Edward raised an eyebrow as he shifted so that he was looking at his boyfriend. "Oh, do tell, babe."

"I should have picked dare," Garrett mumbled before he cleared his throat and said, "Fine, okay, my biggest sexual fantasy is with Edward, of course."

"Oh, of course," Alice said, nodding.

"Anyway, in my fantasy, we've just gotten home from work, and we're both exhausted from a full day in the E.R., and I decide to take a shower. When I get done and I walk into our bedroom, I find him standing next to the bed in a pair of assless, leather chaps and he has a riding crop in his hand. He orders me to get onto the bed, on my stomach of course."

"Of course," Edward stammered, clearing his throat, and Bella suspected he was sporting wood, but she wasn't going to look. "And what do I do next?"

Garrett pressed his lips together before he said, "You tie me to the bed, and proceed to whip me with the crop until I'm really, really hard, and then you take me in your mouth but before you let me make the same face Carlisle does," he said, earning him a one fingered gestured from Carlisle, "you release me and make me get on my knees, and you proceed to fuck me until I'm screaming and begging you to let me cum. When you finally do, I cum hard, babe. Like, really hard."

"Why haven't you ever told me you fantasize like that?"

Garrett grinned. "Gotta keep somethings to myself, babe."

"We'll see about that." Edward brought his hand up to Garrett's face before he leaned in and kissed him, hard.

"No, no, no, if I can't kiss Cricket, you can't suck his face off!" Jasper picked up the pillow and threw it at them, hitting them and causing everyone to laugh. "Garrett pick a name, before we all have to take a shot to calm down."

Laughing, he reached up and plucked a name out of the bowl. "Rosalie Hale, girl, truth or dare."

Rosalie rolled her eyes. "Dare, of course. I am not scared of you."

Garrett smirked. "Lick whip cream off Emmett's —"

"I swear to God, Garrett, if you say penis, I'm going to shove my foot up your not an exit."

"I wasn't going to say penis!" he exclaimed, his eyes widened as his smile grew. "That's a good idea, though."

"Then I guess I'm taking a shot."

"Fine, fine, fine. Lick whip cream off chest."

Rosalie scoffed before she stood up and walked into the kitchen coming back a few minutes later with a can of whip cream in one hand a paper towel in the other. "Take your shirt off, babe."

"You know, for your dare, I'm the one getting naked."

"Half naked," Esme said, raising an eyebrow challenging him to argue back.

"Whatever."

Emmett leaned up and reached behind him and pulled his T-shirt off. Rosalie straddled him before she pushed him back against the couch and shook the can. She sprayed whip cream from one of his nipples to the other before dropping the can on the couch and leaned down, sticking her tongue out and lapping up the whip cream from his right nipple first and slowly licking and sucking the whip cream across his chest to his left nipple. Emmett was whimpering, his hands clenched into tight firsts, and Bella almost laughed again. Once Rosalie had gotten it all, she leaned back and used the paper towel to wipe off any leftover residue and then to wipe her mouth clean. With a smirk, she climbed off his lap and sat down.

"Well done, Rosalie," Carlisle laughed. "Pretty sure he came in his pants."

"Damn near did," Emmett admitted before pulling his shirt back on.

"Good." Rosalie smirked as she leaned forward and plucked a name out of the bowl. Her smirk dropped however, when she looked from Bella to Jasper and back and then said, "Truth or dare, Jasper."

Bella shifted her eyes to him just before he said, "Dare."

Rosalie bit her lip for a moment before she said, "I dare you to tell Bella the truth about the last three years."

"Rosalie," Ben snarled, reaching across Alice and grabbing Rosalie's arm. "What the fuck?"

"She deserves to know," Rosalie said, yanking her arm out of Ben's grip and turning and looking back at Jasper. "Tell her or take a shot, Jasper."

"What's she talking about?" Bella asked, her eyes locked on Jasper, who was glaring at his hands. "Jay?"

"Give me the tequila," he said, his voice thick and dry at the same time. "Give me the fucking shot."

"Don't fucking touch that bottle," Bella said, shifting so that she was seated on the couch so that she was facing him. "What is she talking about, Jay?"

Jasper shook his head before he stood up and walked out onto the front porch. Bella looked around at each of them before she followed, finding him sitting on the porch swing. He was leaned forward with his elbows on his knees and as soon as the door closed behind her, he started to speak.

"I was going to tell you, Cricket, I swear I was going to tell you. I just . . . there just wasn't a good time, and . . . you've already cried so many times, I just didn't want add to your tears," he said, his eyes shifting up to hers.

"Tell me what, Jay?"

He closed his eyes and shook his head. "I'm married, Cricket."

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