Chapter Six

We ended up staying in the one guest room together for the rest of the night. Holding one another, kissing and just enjoying being with the other. It was surreal to think that this god-like man, this Apollo, actually wanted me. Plain little Bella, the girl that still occasionally trips over thin air. But, he did want me and he made it very clear that he did. I wasn't sure what time we had actually fallen asleep but our morning wake up call was one that I did not ask for nor did I enjoy. Jasper seemed to agree.

“Charlotte, what the fuck!?” he shouted as he grabbed a pillow and smashed it over his head.

Charlotte was jumping on the foot of our shared bed squealing rather loudly. If my legs were long enough, I would have pushed her off the bed already. Sadly though, I am too damn short. She only giggled and launched herself at us, landing on top of the two of us. Both groaning and cursing her, we sat up and pushed her away at the same time.

“Come on, Char. I'm fuckin' tired. Give us like an hour.” Jasper groaned.

“What were you two up to last night? Obviously not sleeping if you need more time. Tell me dear brother, have you been trying to use your southern charm to get into Bella's panties?” she giggled again.

My face flushed at her assumption, I grabbed my pillow and smacked her right upside her head with it. “He did no such thing! We might have been a bit touchy-feely with one another... you know what? I don't have to explain this to you! Out Charlotte, I want to sleep and so does my Jazzy.”

I hadn't realized what I said at first but it was to late to do anything now. Charlotte heard me loud and clear.

“Your Jazzy? As in, hes yours and you are his?” At both of our nods, Charlotte let out that god awful squeal again. “Oh my gosh! I have to call Esme! And Rose! Oh! I need to tell Peter! Oh my god!”

And then she was gone.

With my mouth hanging open, I looked over at Jasper only to find him with the same expression. “Did I just completely out us? To the whole family?”

“I believe so darlin'.” Jasper chuckled.

I pulled a face at him telling him I clearly didn't see what was so funny but he just pulled me into his side and kissed my head. “Don't look at me that way. Rose and Emmett were going to find out when I got home anyways and you know how perceptive Peter is when it comes to things. He just knows.”

“The cheeky bastard.” I muttered.

Jasper gave a breathy chuckle and started to lay down when we heard a booming laugh come from down the hall. Followed by Charlotte's annoying squeal and Peter yelling. “I knew you wouldn't be able to hold out much longer Whitlock!”

With another groan from Jasper, he pulled me down with him and we slept for the rest of the morning.

***

On the way home, Jasper took me out to a late lunch. We had skipped over breakfast this morning because of Charlotte's rude awakening and now I was completely starving. Jasper wasn't much better because as soon as we pulled out of their driveway, his stomach let out a loud rumble to let us know it needed food.

The diner we had gone to was in a very populated area and was packed. I offered to just go to a fast food place on the way to my house but he refused saying that it was one of his favorite places to eat between home and his siblings house. So we wait nearly twenty minutes before thy could even seat us. Then when the girl had handed the menus to us, she just stood there, ogling Jasper. To say I was a little upset, wouldn't even cover it.

I was staring her down, ignoring my menu and ignoring the pleading look from Jasper. Clearing my throat didn't even get her to stop. I came close to picking up the laminated menu and slapping her silly with it, that was until Jasper spoke up.

“Darlin' get whatever you want.” Speaking to me with that lazy grin. I noticed him look at the waitress out of the corner of his eye then look back towards me, his lazy grin gone and replaced with a devilish smile that could seriously make any girl cream her pants. “You haven't eaten today and you will be needing your strength for what I have planned for you tonight.” he winked at me.

Oh dear god. Please, make good of that!

I knew he was trying to get a rise out of the waitress because he most definitely noticed my anger towards her. Her face was red and she was clutching her pen and small pad of paper in her rather large sized hands. The long fake nails she wore were push up and cutting into her cuticles. She was pissed. So, I decided to add a little wood to the fire and tease Jasper a little as well.

“Mmm,” I purred. “Baby, you just had me in the car and you are already making more plans for me again. What are these plans for this evening? Gonna take me for a ride, cowboy?”

Watching that shiver go through Jasper made me smirk, I was proud of myself. It wasn't until then that I noticed the waitress had walked away. Seeing this, I let out a full laugh earning a few looks from the other patrons and deep husky chuckles from Jasper.

With us waitress-less, Jasper took it upon himself to go ask for someone to take our order and to complain about how rude the previous girl was to being opening drooling over him and ignoring his beautiful girlfriend. My face flushed when I over heard this and the elderly couple that was seating to the right of our table laughing softly and whispered something about 'young love' to one another. We finally got another girl to take our order, she was polite and seemed to be shy. Reminding me much of how Angela acted when I first met her.

An hour later, we asked for the check and the manager brought it to us. Apologizing and offering us a free meal for the rude behavior of his employee. We declined his offer but accepted apology and were then on our way back to my house.

Laying on my sofa, wrapped around one another. We just talked and shared soft touches and sweet kisses throughout the day. We talked about everything, just trying to get to know each other. And with every one of his gentle touches and sweet whispers of how he thought I was beautiful, I fell that much harder for him.

***

“Ugh, I really don't want to go darlin' but I have to work tomorrow.” Jasper groaned as I placed open mouthed kisses against his neck from my straddled position in his lap.

I was trying to convince him to just stay the night but he was turning out to be very hard to crack.

“But.. I don't... want.. to be.. alone.” I said between kisses. “Besides, cowboy.. I believe.. you need to... fulfill a certain.. statement you made early.”

His breath hitched in his throat, obviously remembering what he had told me earlier at lunch. Placing his hands on my hips he pressed me down to feel his growing arousal. Making me whimper with want. “Mmm, darlin' I would love to but its late and I need to get going. I don't nearly have the time to worship every inch of you as I truly wish to. I promise though, this weekend you will have me all to yourself.” Now having pulled my face back to look at him, he kissed the corner of my mouth. “We will have lunch tomorrow as promised, right?”

I nodded my head, knowing I wouldn't win tonight. We had talked about it earlier and he had told me he couldn't say late but I girl can try, right?

“Of course. I will be at the construction site at 12:30 with a picnic basket of home cooked food for my working man.”

Jasper smiled, wide and big at me. “I can't wait til then. But, I do need to go darlin'. Walk me out?”

Hopping up from his lap, he stood and laced our fingers together as we walked from my living room out the front door and to his car, stopping when we reached the driver side door. He leaned down and pressed his pillow soft lips against mine and pulled away all to soon, letting his lips linger there. “Sleep well, my Bella. I will see you tomorrow.”

“Good night Jasper. Please drive safe.”

“I will call as soon as I pull into my driveway.”

With one last kiss, he got into his car and headed home.

***

The next day I had gotten up early, showered, made some of Grandma Swan's Home Cooked Lasagna and a batch of gingersnap cookies. I had sorta of hinted around and asked Jasper what some of his favorite foods were yesterday and I found we liked a lot of the same. Since I had the time I wanted to make him a good lunch. When he told me he normally would just go grab a burger and fries from the closed Mc Donald's, that was when I put my foot down and promised him home cooked food. If I could I would probably make a habit of taking him lunch on the days I don't need to work. Charlotte told me that Peter was working with Jasper on over seeing this build so I packed an extra tray of lasagna and some extra cookies for him.

It was twenty til noon so I needed to get dressed so I wouldn't be late. I found the pair of my gray comfortable jogging sweats that I normally wear around the house on my lazy days and I grabbed a deep red tank top, pulling them on I figured that since he would be on a construction site that it would be okay for me to just look comfy. He did worn me not to wear anything with thin soles, so I put on my pair of black pumas. Throwing my hair up into a high pony tail and grabbing the basket of food, my purse and my keys. I was ready to go see my man.

I pulled up to the construction site a few minutes before 12:30 and I spotted Jasper's giant 4x4 parked in front of Peter's old muscle car. I parked on the street, stuck my keys in my pocket, grabbed the basket and walked up the gravel drive toward the housing addition that was starting to look more like houses instead of an outer shell of bare lumber and trusses. I'd never been to one of these places before, the closest I got to any type of construction was when I was twelve and Phil was remodeling kitchen at our house in Phoenix because Renee was going through one of her phases where she needed everything changed.

I walked up to the trailer that was marker 'office' and lightly knocked on the metal door. I didn't have to wait long before the door swung open and there stood Jasper... and dear lord, I came close to tackling him right there and doing all sorts of wicked things to him. He was shirtless, wearing a pair of tight wrangler jeans that had rips and faded and worn spot on them and a pair of tan colored work boots that were dirty and scuffed and worn. Yet, he was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen.

He pulled me into his arms and pressed a quick kiss to my lips. I wanted to stay right there for the rest of forever, being held by him, its all I wanted.

“Hey darlin', you're early.” Jasper smiled.

I blush slightly but smiled. “I would have showed up earlier but I didn't want to bother you..”

He pinched my lips gently between his fingers and pushed my chin up to look at him. “You would never bother me and if you would have showed up earlier it wouldn't have hurt a thing. Now, I do believe I have a lunch date with a beautiful brunette.”

“Oh and who would that be? Do I know her?” I teased.

“Mmm, well her name is Isabella but she prefers to be called Bella which completely suits her. She is the most beautiful women I have ever laid eyes on...”

“Alright Romeo, cut the mushy shit! We are in man land, Whitlock, fuckin' act like it bro!”

Looking over Jasper's shoulder, I saw Peter leaning against the desk inside the trailer with his arms folded over his chest.

“Oh and I am so sure you would be saying that if Charlotte walked in here right now.” Jasper snorted but had that devilish grin on his face. “Back off, Whitlock, or I will tell Char you were talking down about women again.”

I rose a brow at Peter, I didn't know he was a Whitlock.

“Yes sugar, I have the pleasure of actually carrying this fuckers name. Ah hell, I wont complain much though. It is nice to be related to the God of War.” Peter said proudly puffing his chest out, his shoulders squared, chin held high and he even saluted Jasper.

It was my turn to snort.

Jasper had told me his story as well and Peter and Charlotte. I understood the God of War nickname. He got it from the wars with Maria because I guess he was a badass vampire that could kick some serious ass. In Peter's words, “He was so confident and collected about what he was doing. It was like watching a painting come to life in the form of a vampire taking out his prey. Shit, just thinking about seeing that much confidence in a person and the way he carried himself... I swear he didn't just make the fucking girls swoon over his shit, most of the guys were sporting boners because of the fucker.” I had laughed about this. But secretly, I wanted to see that confidence Peter was talking about. Sure, I have seen it briefly before the night I had seen it, my arm was on fire and he was after James and I wasn't about to think of anything other than the sheer pain that was shooting through my body. The only way I have seen Jasper as of recently is very few states and confident isn't one of them.

“You wouldn't.” Peter suddenly got a serious look on his face. Jasper did even turn to look at him he just nodded his head. “Fuck bro, that's just cold. You damn well know if you do I will have to sit through another one of those 'Women are People Too' films then I wont get any for a month! A month, dude! Please, think of my balls and how blue they will be!”

“In all honesty, I could care less about your balls man. Now, if you will excuse us we have lunch to eat.”

Jasper started to walk me backwards but I stopped him and went to Peter, giving him the extra food. He beamed down at me and planted a wet kiss on my forehead and ruffled my hair. “Thanks Bells! I really wasn't looking forward to eating another double cheeseburger and large fry.”

“No problem Peter. Now, I am going to steal Jasper away from you for a bit for some lunch. I am starving and I just know that Jazz is too.” I smiled sweetly at him.

“Right. Food. Okay. Well, enjoy your dry humping in the car and I will see you soon Bells.” Peter called to us as we headed straight to my truck.

We enjoyed a quiet lunch and there most definitely was dry humping involved. Eh, what can I say, I cannot keep my hands to myself. Besides, once Jasper had seen what I made him for lunch, he was the first to attack me, I simply just waiting until he finished eating before I took my turn to pounce him.

I walked Jasper back up to the work site and there were now guys everywhere, some on roofs and other on the ground. The sounds of hammers and nail guns and power saws could be heard – as well as the chatter of the workers – all around us. Stopping at the door of the 'office' Jasper pulled me to him and kissed the top of my head. I didn't want to leave him again but I knew he had to work and I had some over due house work to be done. Placing my hands on his bare chest, I couldn't resist gently flicking his nipple ring.

Groaning, he pulled me into a passionate kiss. Nipping at my lower lip before running his tongue over it and then suckling it into his mouth. My hands were in her hair now, holding him to me. Jasper grabbed my backside and lifted me up, turning and pressing me against the side of the trailer. I was coming very close to just saying fuck the house work and screw the workers that needed Jasper but I totally lost it all when wolf whistles and cat calls erupted around us.

“I swear to god we get interrupted every time I want to touch you. Fuck!” Jasper yelled.

I gave him a cheeky grin before purring. “When and where?”