I woke up to the most delicious sensation between my thighs. I moaned loudly and involuntarily reached down to curl my fingers into the blond curls nestled there. Jasper was magic. "Oh god," I panted as he brought me to the most intense orgasm known to man. He kissed his way up my stomach and buried his face in my neck. "Good morning," I whispered, still trying to control my breathing.
"Morning, Girl," he replied, rolling onto his side and pulling me up against his body. "I made breakfast."
"Jesus Christ," I breathed. "You're pretty perfect. You know that?"
"I'm alright," he replied with a grin. "Let's go wake up that baby and eat."
I went into Emmy's bedroom and scooped her up and placed her on the changing table. She stirred and grumbled and as I finished changing her, she opened her eyes and scowled at me. "I know, Baby. It's early," I cooed as I changed her into a little sundress. We went into the kitchen and sat at the table. Jasper had a huge spread of bacon, eggs, and French toast waiting for us.
"Orange juice?" he asked, holding out the pitcher.
"Yes, please," I replied as I dug into my food. Over the past month, Jasper had become a regular fixture at our breakfast table and in my bed. We had spent only two nights apart since Emmy's birthday, and although I sometimes worried we were moving too fast, it seemed perfect for us.
We were both excited this morning. Esme and Carlisle were going to keep Emmy for the night while we had our friends over. We expected Angela, Ben, Charlotte, and Peter. Rose and Tanya were even coming, sans Jacob. It was their first time spending an evening without him and they were already nervous. We promised not to tease them if they made frequent calls or cut out early.
When we finished our breakfast, Jasper and Emmy played while I made a list so we could go grocery shopping before dropping Emmy at the Cullen's. We packed her a bag and headed to the store. We grabbed several steaks, potatoes, salad fixings, rolls, and so much beer I was afraid we'd have to get another cart.
As I loaded Emmy into her car seat, I noticed Jasper talking with someone as he returned our cart. I took a second glance and inadvertently caught the person's eye. When she glared at me, I realized it was Red, the weird girl from the bookstore. Jasper passed our cart to her and she walked into the store, looking over her shoulder and smirking in my direction.
As soon as Jasper got in the car, I was all over him. "Who was that girl?" I demanded, my voice harder than I expected.
He looked over at me with a surprised look in his eyes. "What girl?"
"The girl you were just talking to," I said, rolling my eyes.
"I don't know. She just said something about how much beer we bought and asked for my cart. I don't know her."
"Oh." I frowned a little and tried to push down the strange feeling I had from seeing her.
"What's wrong, Baby?" he asked with concern.
"She was rude to me."
"Today?" He looked so confused.
"No. It's not important. She worked at the bookstore a while back. I just thought maybe she knew you."
"Nope," Jasper answered, backing out of the parking space. We dropped Emmy off with Esme with the promise of eating supper with them the following evening. As we pulled away from the house, Jasper grasped my thigh tightly and said in a deep voice, "We have the house to ourselves for several hours."
My stomach clenched at his words and I urged him to drive a bit faster. We spent the next hour and a half making love and the two hours after that were spent on the patio, engrossed in books, and just enjoying the quiet. I had the steaks marinating and the potatoes were cut into fries. About an hour before everyone was due to arrive, I rushed to take my shower and make myself presentable. This was meant to be a very casual night, so I slipped on a pair of shorts and a tank top and threw my hair up. I didn't bother with makeup, just a quick smear of lip gloss, and threw my flip flops beside the back door.
Jasper took a shower as I lit the charcoal to heat the grill, coated the potatoes with olive oil and salt, and slid them into the oven. I did a quick sweep around the house to make sure there were no small toys or cheerios on the floor and just as I was walking back into the kitchen, the doorbell rang. Rose and Tanya stood in the doorway, fidgeting and twitching. "Come in girls. Sit down and try to relax, please. I'm going to get us some drinks."
I grabbed three beers from the refrigerator and tried to get the girls to settle down into a conversation.
Jasper walked out of the bathroom, followed by a trail of spicy smelling steam from the shower. "Hey!" he exclaimed as he walked into the kitchen to get a beer for himself. "You girls okay?" he asked with concern. Tanya and Rose were huddled up against each other on one side of the big couch. They were both playing with the hems of their shirts and Tanya was glancing at her phone few minutes.
"Yeah, we're fine. We are having kind of a hard time being away from Jake, I guess," Rose answered, blushing.
"It's fine. I didn't leave Emmy for a really long time and the first time I did, all I could do was think and talk about her."
The girls tried to relax and we were slipping into a pretty easy conversation when we heard a loud knock at the door, "Knock knock! Hey guys!" Peter said, walking in the door. His hands were full of beer and Charlotte held the door in one hand and a pie in the other.
"Hi, guys!" I exclaimed, taking the pie from Charlotte as Jasper relieved Peter of the beer. I took the steak from the refrigerator and passed it to Jasper, along with a tray and the tongs. He and Peter walked out the back door, already joking and laughing.
I made sure everyone had a drink and as I walked back into the kitchen, I saw Angela and Ben pull into the driveway. I opened the door as they walked up to the porch and greeted them with a smile and a beer. I lead them to the living room, where Angela sat on the love seat with Charlotte and poor Ben greeted everyone and stood awkwardly behind the couch looking around with a furrowed brow. I nodded to the back door and he gave me a relieved grin.
The girls and I giggled and gossiped while the boys cooked the steaks. When they walked in with the tray of meat, I threw the rolls in the oven and tossed the salad. Five minutes later, the rolls, fries, and salad were on the table next to the steaks and we were pulling chairs from Jasper's dining room into mine.
We were all in hysterics at Peter's stories of him and Jasper in college. They were apparently pretty wild, and when he told a story about Jasper passing out in their neighbor's bath tub naked, I was laughing so hard I had tears rolling down my cheeks. Rose shared stories about us all growing up together and some were funny, though most were bittersweet as they included Emmett. Tanya told everyone about the day she met me and Emmett, and my cheeks burned in response. I'll just say they walked in on us in a compromising position… A very, very compromising and pretty creative position.
Angela and I reminisced about the library and gossiped a bit about some of the crazy people who worked there and the even crazier folks who came in for recreation. Her cheeks were in flames as she described the extremely unattractive, overweight couple who liked to come in to sneak in the back of the stacks and have sex. Poor Angela walked up on the couple on three separate occasions, and it seemed that the image had been burned into her brain.
Ben shared a few stories about Angela as a teenager. Apparently, she was big into punk and had a bit of fun experimenting with drugs. She also had a Mohawk that changed colors weekly. It was such a stretch to imagine prim, proper Angela looking and behaving this way and it made me laugh. She was cute as she defended herself. "Hell, everyone has their rebellious stage. Mine just involved coke, combat boots, and Minor Threat. I'm not embarrassed," she said strongly, playing with an imaginary thread on her designer jeans as we all laughed.
Tanya shared the story of falling in love with Rose and everyone smiled at the looks they shared. Those girls were so in love. They were also ready to leave. Tanya had been away from Jacob for a little too long and the proof was showing up on the front of her shirt in small, wet circles. She needed to go feed him.
After hugs, kisses, and promises to get together again soon, the rest of us settled down in the living room. We all separated into couples and cuddled up to watch some movies. We watched American Graffiti in relative silence and when it was over, I looked around to find Angela and Peter were both fast asleep, with Ben and Charlotte looking like they weren't far behind. Jasper walked them all over to his house and got them settled down for the night. Everyone was too tired and we had all had too much to drink for us to even consider letting them drive home.
I washed my face and brushed my teeth and climbed into bed to wait on Jasper to get back. I was just dozing off as he slid between the sheets. He pulled my body close to his and I ran my fingers softly over his ribs, loving how his skin broke into gooseflesh at my touch. "I love you," I whispered against his chest as I dropped wet kisses over his skin.
"I love you, too, Girl," he said with a grin. "I had a good time tonight."
"Me, too. We need to do that more often, huh? Maybe next time they can all bring the kids."
"Yeah, that sounds fun," he said, distracting himself by brushing his fingers across my breasts. He kissed and licked my neck and chest before settling me against his body to sleep.
"Jasper, you suck!" I laughed.
"I'm sorry, Baby. I always want you, but I'm fucking tired!" he said with a huge yawn.
I rolled onto my side, facing away from him and we tangled our legs together. He wrapped his arm around my waist, holding me tight against him. "Sweet dreams," he murmured as he fell asleep.
"Night, Jazz," I whispered, falling almost immediately into a deep sleep.