Big thank you to Obsessedtwibrarian (OTB) for looking this over and fixing all of my mistakes.


Alice smiled fondly as she rested her hand on the brass door handle. The soft music that flowed from behind the solid oak door warmed her lifeless heart. Pushing the door open slowly, she entered the room cautiously, her golden eyes easily seeking out her husband. He sat with his back pressed against his desk, his legs stretched out in front of him. His head was slightly bowed over the steel guitar that rested in his lap.

Alice was unable to move past the doorway. She was too transfixed at how at ease Jasper was as he played his guitar softly to himself. His eyes glowed happily as he lost himself in the notes and through the curtain of his blond hair she could see the hint of a smile on his face. Unlike with Edward, Jasper's musical talent was not something he shared with the family. It was something he liked to do in private; something he did just for himself or just for her.

Then slowly his eyes shifted from the guitar, his head turning in her direction as his gaze settled on her. He cocked a golden eyebrow at her as his lips pulled up in a crooked smile, his hands fluidly stilling on the guitar.

"Ya gonna stare all day Darlin'?"

"I was just enjoying the show," Alice teased with a shameless grin as she gently closed the door.

"Sorry darlin', tickets ain't free," he said with a roguish grin. "Although," he continued as his eyes raked over her form before finally settling back on her face, his grin impossibly wider. "We may be able to work something out." He winked, causing her to erupt into a small fit of laughter.

"And you think you're such a gentleman," she scoffed as she moved though the room, plopping herself down next to him. She had to fight to hold back another laugh as he looked down at her, pretending to be offended.

"I'm a perfect gentleman," he insisted as he puffed his chest out.

Alice laughed and rolled her eyes, and then lightly jabbed him in the shoulder. "A perfect gentleman insists on 'payment' for his music to be heard?"

Jasper grinned down at her, fighting to look insulted. "I don't play for just anybody."

"I'm your wife!" she cried out in false outrage. Yet, she was unable to hold back her own grin.

"Oh, that's right," Jasper snickered, flinching away when Alice poked him in the ribs. He laughed good-naturedly, leaning in to press a kiss to her temple. "Anything in particular you would like to hear, Darlin'?"

"No," Alice sighed contently as she curled up into his side. Her eyes fell shut and she smiled a small smile. "Play whatever you'd like."