AN: An ultra short one-shot. I really love Jasper and Alice and wanted there to be something more about them.
I lean against the doorway of our room. On the couch in front of the huge glass window, covering the entire wall, sat my husband. He was for the moment reading and even though he can feel me standing there he does not look up and as I do not wish to disturb him, I settled for watching.
He looks so at peace. It's in moments like these that I feel like I'm falling more in love with him. It seems so impossible. That such a trivial "human" action could have this affect on me.
I see him smile and my own grown more pronounced, but he still does not look up. I decide that since he is now distracted I should go over to him. He closes his book and lays it on the table next to the couch and I settle in his lap. His arms wound tightly around me that is both possessive and protective. I lean my head against his neck and start playing with the hem of his shirt and touch a small scar at the base of his neck. I trace the faint outlining with a fingertip and sigh.
"Sorry," I say simply.
"What could you have to be sorry for?" I lean back to look him in the eyes.
"I distracted you." I motion towards the book. I start to play with a lock of his hair at the back of his neck.
"My dear," his voice is laid with the southern accent he sometimes reveals to me all the while pushing me to lie down with him lightly lying on top of me, "you are so much better than any book and I'm glad you did distract me." I smile at him and bring his lips to mine. He really is spoiling me with this behaviour but I can't bring myself to care.
AN: Such a fluffy moment. I can promise that there will be more of this lovely couple… though I'm not sure when… maybe I should do a longer story… oh the possibilities!