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Something was going on and I knew it. Jasper had been avoiding being alone with me, and that, in and of itself, was odd. Jasper used to love being alone with me, not liking public displays of affection or people snooping in his private life.
Maybe that's why he never really let me in, because of how private he was. I shook my head at the thought, he told me just about everything else.
Maybe he was just trying to avoid having sex with me. That thought brought on a whole new set of worries.
Seriously Alice, stop freaking out about it. I scolded myself as I carefully placed the paperwork that was on my desk at work into it's separate compartments. I was distracting myself from checking my cell every five minutes to see if Jasper had texted or called me.
Towards the end of my work day I noticed the light on my phone flashing and held my breath as I checked it. It was him. I smiled as I read what the text said, 'dinner?'. I responded with a simple 'yes' before packing up my purse and packing up my office for the night.
I arrived home with just enough time to change into a simple, breezy eyelet dress and some wedges, I knew Jasper didn't really care for high fashion and he tended to like it best when I dressed casual... Or in nothing but the highest heels I could find, but that was another subject altogether. I was brushing my hair when I heard him call out from the living room.
"Ali? You here?"
I walked out of my bedroom and smiled at him, "Course I am. What do you think?" I asked as I spun around in my dress.
"Very nice," he smiled at me. "Might want to take a light jacket though... don't want you to get sick."
"Where you takin' me? It's summertime, Nerdy Boy." I teased, grabbing a cardigan anyway.
"Some where near the ocean..."
I put the cardigan over my forearm, grabbed my purse and smiled at him. "Okay, I'm ready."
About twenty minutes later we were standing at the pier in front of a big yacht. Twinkle lights ran the length and a table sat in the center of the deck, roses decorating the boat in clusters.
"Wow," Was all I could manage to say. It was quite possibly the most beautiful date I'd ever been on and we hadn't even sat down yet. "This is pretty incredible."
He led me to the table, pulling the chair out for me. "Yeah? I'm just hoping you don't get sea sick," he laughed nervously.
"I never have before," I smoothed the back of my skirt as I took my seat.
"Good," he smiled before kissing my cheek and moving to his chair.
"We're alone," I mused, quirking an eyebrow up at him and grabbing the menu that was resting on my place setting.
He nodded. "I figured this was better than a crowded restaurant."
"Is this a date?" I asked point blank, trying to see what he was up to.
I chuckled, "I wasn't expecting that, you've been kinda pullin' away lately."
He gave me a small smile. "I've been thinking and giving you space so it didn't seem like I was... jumping the gun?"
I could understand that, after all Garrett and I had just broken up, "What'cha been thinkin' about?" I asked.
"You, honestly," he answered as he reached for his water. "Well... us."
The waiter interrupted our conversation for a moment to take our orders and dutifully walked back to wherever he had came from after he finished writing it down.
"What about us?" I asked once the waiter was out of sight.
"You know, our past... the future..." he looked at me as if he was studying me.
"And?" I asked, wondering why he wasn't fully answering the question. Partial truths bug the hell out of me, especially with him.
"And I was thinking maybe we could try again. When you're ready of course."
"Took you long enough," I teased as the waiter came back to set our drink orders on the table. Just before he left again, he paused to inquire whether I was chilly or not. I looked over and noticed that Jasper looked tense, like he was doing his best not to say something. "What is it, N.B.?"
"Nothing," he said shaking his head and giving me a tight smile. He was obviously jealous.
"You're jealous," I accused with a smile.
"So what if I am?" he laughed.
"You've always been the jealous type," I winked at him and laughed along with him.
*~*~* October 30th, 2004 *~*~*
I was excited, I was going to a Halloween party with Jasper, and we were going as a couple, with themed costumes and everything. I was going as a sexy southern belle, ala kinky lingerie model and he was going as a civil war soldier. He walked into his room wearing his costume as I was putting on my thigh highs and all I could think was damn, I just love a man in uniform.
I buckled the strap of my heels around my ankle as he turned to face me, the gray of his suit jacket made his steel eyes even more gray than usual. "You look hot," I said with a smile.
He smiled and mumbled out a thanks as he looked at my legs. "You like?" I asked, standing up and twirling so he could see the ruffles on my hot-pants.
"Yeah..." he nodded, adjusting the collar of his costume. I pulled on my elbow length satin gloves and grabbed the little lace umbrella, tossing it on my shoulder before I grabbed Jasper's hand and pulled him out of the apartment.
The party was fun, Jasper seemed a bit reserved as he usually did at these sorts of functions. I had gotten to know some of the people that frequented these frat parties so in between dancing with Jasper and drinking with him, I would socialize, trying to get him to engage with some of his peers as well. We continued this little routine until I began talking to another blond guy that Jasper went to college with. He was friendly, but he kept making really lewd comments about my costume. I just rolled my eyes but it made Jasper mad. Really mad.
Jasper dragged me out of the party like a crazed man and wouldn't talk to me even when I begged him to tell me what was wrong. I tried to ask him what was up when we arrived at the apartment but all he did was kiss me. It was a passionate, needy kiss. A kiss that went straight through me. A kiss that told me I was his.
I pulled away and smiled when he smirked at me. His glasses were slightly askew and it was a really cute look on him, but he didn't give me an explanation or anything. He simply pulled me into his room and continued kissing me, picking me up and moving his hands to grope and squeeze my ass as I wrapped my legs around his waist.
I could feel us moving, but we didn't stop kissing, our tongues dueling and gasping for air when we briefly broke apart before returning to our wet and reckless kissing. I felt something solid hit my ass and heard a crash that forced my eyes to snap open and me to pull away slightly. That gave him an opening to pull off my shorts and panties, yanking them down my legs as I looked for the source of the noise from my perch on his desk.
"Wha-" I was cut off by Jasper's demanding lips. Figuring that I should just enjoy this and stop worrying so much I gave in to him, letting him move his lips to my neck where he bit and sucked and kissed fervently as he fumbled with his pants. I tangled my hands into his blond curls and let myself enjoy the pleasure that coursed through my body as he nipped along my collarbone, gasping loud when I felt him penetrate me with one quick push.
His hands gripped my hips as he pounded into me, panting and groaning into my neck as I moaned. My toes were curling from pleasure, it felt so good to have him take me like this. It was raw and hungry and powerful, things that Jasper usually wasn't with me. My hands moved down from his hair, along his neck and to the front of his jacket, unbuttoning and pushing it from his shoulder as he slowed himself down to let me undress him.
Once his coat and shirt were removed, he forcefully brought his lips back to mine, his hips resuming their hurried movements as I felt his fingertips glide along the swell of my breasts before pushing one out of it's corseted confines and taking it between his lips. My head lulled back and I uttered incoherencies as my orgasm rushed through my body, making me forget where I was or that I was using my hand to keep me up.
He continued to pound into me as I recovered from my orgasm. His breath was coming in quick pants and his hands were digging into the flesh about my thighs, I could tell he was close, but something was holding him back.
"Tell me you're mine," he panted as he moved, his grey eyes locking on to mine.
It dawned on me just as the words spilled out of my mouth, "I'm yours forever." His eyes fluttered shut as his grip on me loosened, that little smile alerted me to the fact that he was giving in to his orgasm. His jealousy was holding him back, his jealousy caused him to take me like some savage and this was all because he needed to possess me and know that I was still his. His leaned forward and rested his forehead against my chest, breathing hard as I ran my fingers through his tangled hair.
"Were you jealous just now?" I asked almost hesitantly. He nodded slightly in response and I let out a small laugh. "About what?"
"James," he mumbled slowly looking up at me. "He said some things and I just lost it... Are you okay?"
I nodded and smiled a little. "Yeah, I'm okay. You okay?"
He gave me a small smile, "Yeah... a bit ashamed of myself but I'll survive." He backed away, fastening his pants as he looked at the floor and chuckled. "However, I don't think my laptop will..."
I followed his gaze and gasped when I saw the broken laptop, bits of electronics strewn about. "I'm sorry N.B.!"
He laughed and shook his head. "Considering how it died... I think it would have happily sacrificed itself," He smirked at me slightly before holding his hand out. "Com'on lets get you down from there."
"Thanks," I smiled as he helped me down. "Now all I need is some sweatpants or something and I'll be set."
"You sure you don't want to stay naked?" he teased as he pulled a dresser drawer open.
I shook my head and laughed as I looked at the much older looking Jasper sitting across from me, no longer wearing glasses, no longer scrawny. "Where'd you go?" he asked.
"Just remembering that time you broke your laptop," I mused.
He laughed and shook his head. "What the hell spurred that memory?" he asked genuinely curious.
"The fact you got jealous over nothing," I teased.
"Hey now, back then I was just a stupid teenage boy," he defended lightly.
"And you just got jealous when that waiter was asking me if everything was to my satisfaction, why?"
"Cause I'm a stupid man?" he laughed. He knew he was busted. I smiled gently at him and shook my head.
"Admit it, you just don't like other men lookin at me."
"No, that's Edward's problem. I just don't like what their thinking and feeling towards you."
I laughed at his comment about Edward. "You can read minds now?"
He shook his head. "No. But I know what I think when I look at you."
"And what is that?" I tilted my head to study him.
"That you're beautiful. And then my mind wanders to other thoughts," he said the last part with a smirk.
I laughed, "Oh really?"
He nodded, laughing as he leaned closer. "See odds are, that Mr. 'are you completely satisfied' over there was thinking of either how your lips would feel around his cock, or if you like rough sex. I have the advantage because I know," he winked at me before leaning back in his chair and picking up his glass. "And I also know that Alice Cullen doesn't do those kinds of things on the first date."
His words had made the pit of my stomach all tingly. "Oh, you know that do you?" He nodded as an amused expression crossed his lips. "Is this our first date?"
"One would think, but I believe that is entirely up to you Ali Cat."
I raised an eyebrow at him and smirked. "I think we had our first date a few years back."
He chuckled. "I guess you're right."
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