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6/9/2019

Episode Fifty-four: Pre-Fiance

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Jasper's morning alarm: Televised by Hunny. (Because he works at a television station...)

Episode Fifty-Four: Pre-fiance

Warning: this episode contains graphic sexual descriptions and mentions of violence. Reader discretion is advised. Intended for a mature audience only. (18+)

I heard the alarm going off on Jasper's phone at four in the morning. He was asleep beside me, snoring very quietly. Edward wasn't in bed with us, and I wasn't sure where he was. I assumed the bathroom. I stroked Jasper's hair, kissing his cheeks, nose, and finally his mouth lightly to try to wake him. He grabbed my waist, pulling me on top of him and wrapping his arms around me without awakening.

“Jasper,” I giggled. “Your alarm, honey.” I kissed his chest where I could reach in his tight grip. His arms were so strong. I wanted to feel them squeezed as tightly as he could around me.

“I think I'll have a sickie,” he mumbled, not opening his eyes.

“Fine with me.” I ground myself against his growing morning erection. My lacy panties brushed against the cotton fabric of his boxers. He hummed in pleasure. “Wanna fuck me before you have to go?” I asked in a silky teasing voice.

“Mm, yes.” He rolled me over onto my back and kissed me deeply, pushing me into the mattress. His alarm song continued to play behind us.

“She's so bright,” it sang cheerfully in the background as he began to kiss me faster and more passionately. One of his hands was knotted into my hair by my ear, his other arm holding himself up above me as his legs wedged between my thighs. “This modern life is a bore. All is fair in love and war.”

He left me gasping and breathless when he pulled away, his mouth moving onto my neck. My hands smoothed through the back of his hair, rolling my shoulders up towards him as his mouth found my bare breast.

I heard the door creak open a little bit, but Jasper bit into my nipple, making me call out in pleasure and drowning out the noise.

“You taste good,” Jasper sleepily mumbled as he kissed down my stomach and began to tug my panties down.

“Oh, hello,” I gasped as his head went between my legs and he began to kiss me there. He pushed my legs far apart, his soft mouth tugging on my clit over and over again.

The bed shifted beside me, a gentle hand going into my hair. Edward leaned down to kiss my mouth, his other hand going to my breast.

“Oh fuck,” I whined against his lips as Edward plucked at my nipple. Jasper added his fingers inside of me. “Oh, fuck.” My back arched off the bed. Jasper hummed loudly when I came, not stopping. “Fuck, fuck fuck,” I whimpered as Edward's hands clasped my wrists to the bed into the pillows around my head. “Fuck me!” I begged.

“Such a mouth on you,” Edward teased me, kissing me again with a smirk. “Who?”

“Both of you. Jasper then you,” I told him desperately. I heard the drawer open in the darkness, the alarm song just playing over and over again on repeat in the background.

I pulled Jasper up so I could kiss him, tasting myself all over his lips and chin. He was grinning as his mouth moved over mine, his boxers gone and his bare erection brushing between my legs in the best way. When he pulled away he lifted up on his knees between my legs and kissed Edward fully on the mouth. My lover rubbed Jasper's erection, earning soft moans from him. He helped him put on his condom, his mouth on Jasper’s neck as he rolled it down.

“Good mornin,” I said in a thickly sweet accent as he slid down on top of me and pushed deep inside all in one swift movement.

“G'day,” he joked, making me giggle until he pushed somewhere deep inside and made me moan loudly. “Fuck, that's it. Oh,” he drew out, his forehead against mine.

“There, there, oh fuck there,” I cried out in surprise as he shifted his angle slightly and started to move faster. My toes pointed in the air as my legs totally stiffened from the force of my orgasm. “Oh, wow,” I said too loudly, making Jasper laugh a little happily. He captured my mouth in a kiss, picking up his speed so he could reach his climax. My mouth opened widely against his, my head tilting back.

“Damn,” he growled when he came with a shudder. “What a way to wake up.”

I laughed, my hand on my forehead. I reached my other hand for my boyfriend, biting my bottom lip but still smiling widely. Edward happily leaned down and kissed my lips again.

“And here I was going to wake him up with coffee.” Edward smiled against my mouth, his hand brushing my hair back against my forehead. Jasper slid off of me to throw away the condom and Edward took his spot. I forced him onto his back, his best friend laying down beside him once he was done. “I love watching you together.”

I slid down on Edward easily, already very wet. He reached for Jasper, pulling him into a kiss as I rode him. His other hand slid between my legs where we were joined and rubbed his thumb over my clit.

“That's not fair how easy that is,” I complained as I came again, my fingers digging into his pecs as I continued to rock against him.

“I like feeling her cum,” Jasper said against Edward's lips, holding his chin in his hand. My lover moaned as Jasper dragged his tongue drag over his open mouth and across his upper lip. “Is it good, darling?”

“Yes,” he whimpered, lifting up to try to kiss him again. Jasper pulled away playfully before smiling, rubbing his nose over Edward's. He knotted his fingers into Jasper's hair. “Kiss me,” he begged him. “I need to kiss you.”

Their fiery kiss brought him over the edge quickly, cumming with a soft happy groan that echoed in his chest.

“Good morning, darling,” Jasper breathed as he smoothed his hand over his jaw, just a little more than a hair away from his lips as he spoke.

“I made you coffee,” his best friend told him warmly. “It's by your phone.”

“Thanks,” Jasper said in a soft whisper. You could tell how touched he was by the tone of his voice.

I slid down beside Edward, totally spent and happy. I finally reached over and picked up Jasper’s phone. His alarm had been going off for nearly thirty minutes. I turned it off and passed it to him as I laid my arm over my boyfriend’s chest.

“I'm ready to go back to bed. Wake me up in four or five hours to do it again,” I mumbled into Edward's tattoo.

“I've got to go to work,” Jasper pouted and sighed. He got up from the bed, quickly picking up his boxers again.

“Call in,” Edward asserted. “You can wag.”

“It would be in bad form to do it so close to when I'm supposed to come in, especially since I just want to get laid.” He hurried to get himself together. Edward leaned over and turned on the lamp to help him.

“Seems like the best reason,” I replied, making Edward chuckle. I closed my eyes against the lights, just wanting to go back to sleep again between them.

“You hate that place anyway,” my boyfriend told him, putting one arm under his head and wrapping the other around me. “Come back to bed with us. We'll make it worth your while.”

“Damn, that is the most tempting thing I have ever heard.” He leaned over and kissed Edward again. He then crawled onto the bed and leaned further over to kiss me, craning over Edward. I hummed happily, kissing him slowly while I stroked his cheek.

“Be tempted,” I said against his lips.

“No, I can't, seductress. I need the money. I need to go.” He pecked my lips and then Edward's again quickly before getting off the bed to get his clean clothes that I had washed the day before.

“How much do I have to pay for you to get back in bed?” I teased him sleepily. “I’m willing to pay at this point.”

"Ha," he chuckled as he put on his pants. He shoved his keys and wallet into his side pockets as he brushed his now wildly curly blond hair back off his forehead. He needed another shower. "Well, you can make offers, but the things I want from you two right now don't come in the form of cash."

“I'm willing to use both my body and my food.”

“And your food,” Edward laughed a little.

“I'm hungry now. I wanna snack.” I laid on my stomach, stretching out languidly as I did. “Jasper, if you stay we can get up, have pancakes, and we can watch the sunrise. Then fuck again and go back to bed.”

“Dove,” he whined but laughed. “That is evil.”

“Yup and you like it.”

"What I’d like to do is lick maple syrup off of your sweet ass." He slapped my backside with a loud clap before pressing a kiss to the bare cheek. "Go back to bed, Succubus."

“Come back after work,” Edward told him when he came around for his kiss. “Bring a bag so you can stay again and won’t have to get up so early.”

“Yeah,” Jasper agreed, glancing over at me with a hopeful smile. “Have a good day.”

“You, too,” I whispered.

“Would you like me to make you a snack?” Edward asked when Jasper was gone, stroking his hand down my back sweetly.

“Yes, please.”

“What would you like? I don’t know how to make you pancakes.”

"Surprise me." I smiled, humming cheerfully when he pressed a kiss to my shoulder. When he got up from the bed, I went to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

The bathroom light was harsh and bright white. In the mirror, I could see that dozens of bruises and hickeys that covered my body. I was going to have to wear makeup or the right clothes to make sure no one saw them. Especially his family. My lips were so swollen and pink. I looked as well fucked as I felt.

I slipped on clean panties and crawled back into the bed to wait for him to return. Edward came back with a plate of mixed cheese, fruit, crackers, pretzels, nuts, dried fruit, and Jamon that we had leftover from the other night. He also brought me a glass of orange juice. He had put on his sleep pants again, but they were hanging pleasantly low on his hips.

“If you want to go back to sleep, you probably don't want coffee,” he said, putting the drink on the side table beside me. He was so much more functional than I felt.

“Did you sleep any last night?” I asked him, a little concerned. We had gone to bed early since it had been such a long day and Jasper had to be up early in the morning. I had fallen asleep quickly after receiving several pleasant orgasms and being pressed between the two men comfortably.

"A little. I woke up around three and couldn't fall back asleep, so I decided to make him some coffee for when he woke up. I think he might have liked the way you woke him up better," he teased me, leaning his head against my bare shoulder.

I took a bite of cheese and then offered him one as well. “I just kissed him. He's the one that decided to eat me.” I smirked, popping a dried cherry into my mouth. “I feel like I could melt into the mattress right now.”

“That explains those wet spots,” he replied wryly.

I laughed, “sorry.”

"No, you're not," he laughed as well, taking a bite of a walnut. He offered me the other half, and I took it from his fingers. "That was so hot."

“Your way with words never ceases to amaze me,” I said dryly. He bit into my shoulder playfully, making me giggle. “So hot.”

“I can't believe that happened,” he said a little more seriously. “I'm a little overwhelmed.”

"In a good way?" I asked, glancing back at him. I offered him a cracker, and he took it from my fingers with his teeth, chewing slowly.

“Yes.”

“So, I have a question for you,” I started as I picked up a cracker and put some cheese on it for myself. “What do you want out of this?”

“What do you mean?” He sat up and back against the headboard.

I waffled my head from side to side. “Do you want to date him? You obviously have feelings for him.”

“I won't leave you,” he said quickly.

“You don't have to leave me to date him, Edward,” I smirked at him. “You could date him on your own. I’d understand. It wouldn’t hurt my feelings. Or, we could date him together as a couple. We could just have a sexual relationship with him. Of course, it depends on what he wants too, but we need to start somewhere, so we know what to discuss with him."

“Can we date him?” He asked me nervously. “Is that even a possibility?”

“I wouldn't say it if it wasn't an option. But it's up to him too. So, don’t get your hopes up yet. But... We'll have to figure this out if you really want him to come to LA because I don't think his heart can handle coming and not being with you in a romantic way, especially now. He feels very deeply for you, Edward.”

“So do I.”

“So we need to be very careful of everyone’s feelings. We all have to be open and honest.” I ate another walnut, chewing slowly as I considered what I wanted to ask him next. “Do you regret not being able to be with him sooner? Would you have dated him before if you felt you could have? If you were given the option.”

“I don’t know. Maybe,” he drew out worriedly. “Yeah. If given the option. But... Bella, this doesn't change how I feel about you. You have to know that. You have to believe me when I say I love you more than anything on this earth.”

“I believe you.” I felt a little heat in my cheeks at how happy he made me. I smiled back at him. “I feel kinda bad because you two make a really cute couple and thinking about how different your life would have been if you had been able to be with him makes me feel... things. The idea of taking pictures of you happy with your boyfriend...”

"The feelings I had for you were instant. I don't know what would have happened then, but... It's pointless to think about. It doesn't matter. It happened this way, and we can't change it or think about what ifs.”

“It's not an unpleasant thought,” I told my boyfriend. “I can imagine how happy you’d be and it makes me happy because that’s all I want for you. But, it makes me angrier at your mother,” I said with a heavy sigh, shaking my head. I gave a little laugh. “Oh baby, do I have so many questions for you now though. I think you've been really holding back on me.”

He looked bashful. “Yeah, a little. Sorry... It- it wasn't exactly on purpose.”

I chewed on the side of my thumb a little as I asked, “how long have you been thinking about being with other men?”

“I don't know. I don't remember a time not thinking about them as well, I guess. Honestly, there are just some people that I feel that way towards. It’s not every man. Same with women. Jasper has just... just always been one of them. I rather thought it was because he was my best friend and maybe sometimes those thoughts just sneak in there, but I kept thinking about him all the time when I moved. I guess I should have figured it out a bit sooner. Then you started joking about threesomes and it got worse. And, when he kissed me all these feelings rushed forward."

“Are you in love with him?” I asked gently.

"I do love him, but I don't know if I'm in love with him. I feel differently about him than I do about you,” he explained to me. Edward picked up a strawberry and brought it to my mouth as an offering. I took a bite and kissed him afterward so he could taste the fruit on my lips. “This isn't what you signed up for. I'm sorry.”

“I love it. Are you kidding me?” I grinned, eating a cracker by itself. “So… Do you want to date him?”

He licked his lips and looked away as he considered his answer. His tone was a little sad, “yes. But he doesn't want to come to LA.”

"Yes, he does. He just needs some reassurances. Why don't you talk actual numbers with him? Something written on paper, so it doesn't seem like an insane number. Maybe consider a salary instead of a percent. Do it logically so the feelings won't overwhelm him. Or, you," I encouraged him.

“That would be so much less than what he deserves,” he complained.

"You can give him more as he gets more comfortable. But, tell him that you want to date him. Be open and honest, so he knows he won't be a third wheel. Here is the thing though, if you date him there is a possibility both of you could fall in love with one another. If we all date it'll be the possibility that I could fall for him too, and reverse. Is that something you can handle? I don't know how jealous you feel. Would that upset or bother you in any way?"

“No. I love watching you together. With everyone else, I feel so selfish and want you all to myself, but with him...” he trailed off. “Is this something you want?”

"It's something I want to explore more, but I want you to take charge of the speed of how everything is going. You know everyone best, and I trust your judgment." I reached over and took a sip of orange juice before putting it back. I licked the liquid from my lips as a thought popping into my head. "If we start a relationship with him... will you still want to get married?"

“Of course. Nothing will change that,” Edward told me quickly. “You are the love of my life.”

“But, he could be too. You could marry him now in America. Finally.”

He sighed, licking his lips as he considered his words. “I want to be married to you. You make me want to be a better man. I want to have children with you and start a family.”

“You could feel that way about him someday. But, if we’re all together… We have to think about how he'll feel about that.”

“He knows how I feel about you and where I stand with you and will always stand. I am going to marry you,” he said more firmly. “I need you to be my wife. You are the other half of my heart.”

“Oh, my god,” I sighed, glancing back at him. “When you say those things...” I trailed off, leaning my head back against him.

“One day I'll make you feel the same,” he whispered into my hair before kissing my temple.

Shyly I replied, “I already do. I just don't have the pretty words to let you know.”

“Do you need me to be your husband?” Edward asked, his voice like velvet as it hung in the soft dim yellow lamp glow.

“Yes,” I answered simply.

“Does that mean you'll marry me?” He said hopefully.

“Not yet,” I smiled back with a little laugh in my voice. “You've already got the perfect date to ask me properly.”

“The fourteenth.” He motioned to his phone on the bedside table.

“No,” I laughed, “the twenty-second.”

“Fine.” He pretended to roll his eyes. “Whatever you want. You're the boss.” He offered me a grape from the plate. I took it, chewing contentedly. “I am your willing slave.”

"You know... You talk a big romantic game, but you just tried to propose while I'm eating cheese in just my panties after having a quickie with you and your best friend before he had to go to work," I teased him, taking a bite of strawberry.

“I wasn't trying. You'll know when I propose,” he said defensively. I laughed, looking over my shoulder at him. “So where does this leave us? What are we now?”

I pretended to think about it. “Weirdos. Who are... I guess, engaged to be engaged.”

“My pre-fiance,” he joked, pushing my hair away from my cheek. “Fuck, we are both weird, aren't we?”

“Uh, yeah,” I snorted.

“I'm having so much fun though.”

“Me too,” I promised him with a smile. “I think we're going to need more condoms and where the fuck did the flavored ones come from, by the way?”

“One of my idiot friends gave it to me when they heard that the problem medication was birth control when you went to the hospital.” He smirked. “I’ll let you guess what insensitive ass wipe that was.”

I made a face of disgust, sticking out my tongue like I tasted something terrible. "Sweet plastic is gross."

“Are you saying plain cock tastes better?” He raised an eyebrow at me, joking.

“Well, I personally think so, yes. What do you think about how it tastes, huh?” I teased him.

“Um,” he chuckled nervously, looking away from me.

“Oh, you love it so much,” I said mockingly. I could actually see him blushing. “Seriously though, this oral fetish is my favorite thing ever. It makes me so happy as a person. A dirty filthy person with an active imagination.”

“It's getting a little embarrassing. And it's not just doing those things myself to you, either. I get hard sometimes watching you smoke or eat. And, you're always touching your lips and mouth. And fuck... when you're wearing lipstick. Even the other morning when you put it on at the restaurant. I was just instantly fucking aroused. I felt so dirty.”

I giggled, “is that why you buy me all the makeup all the time?”

“Actually that particular thing started because I bought you that the first time. I really did just want to get you a gift. When you got ready just for me like that. And then you told me you put it on for me to mess up. It was like I was getting this amazing treat after an already great day. And... Something in my brain just switched on and went 'oh, that. I like that a lot.'.”

“That's generally how fetishes work.” I put the clean plate on the bedside table and took another sip of my orange juice before leaning back fully in his arms. “Do you like watching him eat and smoke, too?”

"Yes." He leaned his head against the top of mine as we chatted. "I like his stupid gapped tooth grin so much. I always have."

“Me too,” I agreed. “Fuck, he's a good kisser though. He's way better than me.”

“Me too, I think. And, I think I'm a pretty good kisser. And you're an amazing kisser but crikey,” Edward started but stopped, laughing to himself. “Fuck, I kissed Jasper.”

“You fucked him pretty good, too. Hopefully, you'll get to fuck him again tonight, and I'll get to watch. We should do some experimentation tonight to see what else you might like." I sunk down under the covers, out his arms. I laid my head on his lap, nuzzling his sleep pants covered thigh. "Later though. I'm sleepy."

“Promise to tell me the minute you feel unhappy or uncomfortable, Bella,” he whispered.

“Okay, but you have to promise the same.”

“I will,” he swore before moving his hand over my shoulder softly. “Want to try to get some more sleep now?”

When I nodded, he reached over and flicked off the light. I tugged him down to me, snuggling deeper into his body so that he was wrapped totally around me. Edward draped his big arm around my waist, holding me tightly. I drifted back off in minutes. So did he.

Edward decided to go surfing again later in the afternoon since we were alone and had no plans for the day. I decided to lay on the beach and listen to a murder podcast and sunbath topless again since I had enjoyed it so much the day before. The sun felt amazing against my skin, pleasantly heating it but it wasn't so hot that I was sweating. The ocean breeze was delightful, keeping me at the right temperature.

I felt the blanket that I was laying on shift beside me as Jasper laid down. He was still wearing his work shirt with the network name sewed onto the breast. He looked tired, purple circle under his eyes. I smiled at him, stretching my arms lazily over my head and rolling my face to the side to look at him.

“Hi there, handsome.”

“I should have stayed in bed,” he said quietly, looking me over.

“Yes, you should have,” I agreed.

He chuckled and brushed a gentle finger over the curve of my exposed breast. “Your tits are worth staying for alone.”

“Yes, they are.” I wiggled my waist a little and giggled. “So, I got a serious question for you.”

“Alright,” he said slowly.

“Do you want to share him?” I flicked my eyes to the water.

Jasper drew his knees up some and wrapped his arms around his legs. “Yeah. Is that okay?”

“I don't mean just for sex.” I moved my sunglasses away from my eyes. “Do you want a relationship with him?”

“Yes,” he said quietly and sighed.

“Just him?” I asked next.

“No.”

“You don't need to feel obligated to me in any way,” I promised him.

“I know.” He picked at the sand beside him. “Here's the thing... you're always going to be his girl first.”

“It might not always be that way. I want us all to be equals.”

“And that makes me really happy for you to say that, but... I'm actually alright with it. Maybe because it's just you. I fucking hated Vicky though. Courtney was fine,” he told me quietly. “I really like the person you make him, Bella. You two belong together.”

I smiled as I nodded my head thoughtfully. “He’s not said a ton about Vicky, actually. Courtney was nice when I met her at the hospital. She took my blood.”

“He told me,” he replied. Jasper took a deep breath before he sadly said, “you two are leaving soon though, dove.”

“It doesn't have to be forever. Does it change how you feel about coming to LA at all?” I questioned gently.

He worried his bottom lip in between his gapped front teeth. Jasper didn’t look at me. “Bella, what if we get caught together? There are cameras everywhere. It could ruin his career.”

“He's always been good at how he handles his image in the media,” I countered. “He knows the risks. He doesn’t care.”

“Exactly. It’s part of the problem. He’s not thinking.”

"What are they going to catch us doing exactly?" I asked. "What are you worried about? Hopefully, they're just going to see us having an affectionate, healthy, relationship. There isn't a single person on this planet that I wouldn't happily tell I was in a relationship with either of you or both of you."

“You're brave,” Jasper whispered.

"Not really. I'm just not ashamed. Who could be with such kind, gentle, generous men?" I reached up and rubbed his cheek lightly. He leaned into my palm. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. "Don't worry though, I won't rush out and tell anyone anything until we're all ready. Except for Alice, but she already knows."

He smirked at my words and glanced over in my direction. “Can we try together?”

I nodded, smiling a little. “You two should talk about it first before anything is official. On your own without me. Have you ever done anything like this before?”

“No. Not anything more than fucking. Have you?”

“Yeah, but they always turned out nuts,” I laughed. “The normal ones we generally just fucked but man, those crazies sure wanted to date us. Aiden's last girlfriend was a serious stalker,” I snickered at the memory of how terrible that was for him. “I don't think that's going to be a problem with you.”

“Oh, I'm fucking nuts, too. Just in the normal ways,” he teased. “Mostly. Eh, depression mainly.”

“Me too,” I said honestly. “And, obviously anxiety. I like this new medicine so far though,” I told him. “I'm not the most mentally stable. I have a shit ton of baggage.”

“Me too.” He looked away, pained.

"He just seems to have his mother, and I think LA might have solved it for him," I said, almost jealous. "He's just lonely there now. We could fix that though." I smoothed my hand over his thigh. He took my hand into his, bringing it up to his lips to kiss.

“Fuck, I'm scared,” he whispered.

“Don't be. This will be fun,” I promised him. “At least more good than bad.”

"I'm going to be devastated when you leave. Just gutted," he told me, taking another deep breath.

“Come with us,” I whispered back. “If it doesn't work out you can always come back.”

“There is no going back if I leave. I couldn't come with you right away anyway. I'd need to put in notices and probably train a replacement. I don't want to be a total douche. I've worked at the station for five years now.”

“There are other jobs in LA. Better ones that would be happy to have you if you don't want to work with Edward forever. But, I'd really like it if maybe you could show me some things so I can help him more,” I said softly. “I mean, I'm good at photo editing. I guess I could probably master some basic video editing.”

“Editing isn't the hard part. It's the graphics. You know he's basically made himself his own program to do all those graphics and cartoons he does in the videos? We took programming classes together just so he could figure it out. He’s worked on it for hundreds if not thousands of hours.”

"Sounds about right," I said thoughtfully. "I'm kind of worried about what I'm going to do when I get to LA for his channel. We do all these ideas together, but he sets everything up. I just talk. I want to help more with that."

“You don't need to be his secretary,” he replied thoughtfully.

"Maybe he can hire one of those. I think he needs to film in his own shooting space, too. His home office is just crammed full, and he needs a better space to make more of a variety of videos. But I think he likes being able to film whenever he wants in his own home. If he's serious about expanding, it's something he needs to seriously research."

“You sound like him,” he said, smiling down at me. “Ambitious.”

“I just want to help so much. I feel like I'm following him to space. He doesn’t know how to not shoot for the stars.” I bit my lip and thought about something that was playing in the back of my mind. “You know, he has to do red carpet stuff when we get back to LA? And something in New York in June. I'm freaking out. He wants to get me expensive shoes and clothes and rent jewelry for both. Hire someone to do my hair and makeup for me. I'm not sure I'm going to be good at these things like him.”

"You don't need to be." He smiled reassuringly. "You just have to walk and be beautiful, and you already have that covered. Let him do it."

“You're sweet...” I said a little shyly. “He's been offered a few leading roles. It's only a matter of time. I guess I'll have to try to improve my walking skills.”

“You're so confident in him.” He nodded, smiling at me. “I think so, too. I mean, I think it'll only be a matter of time. But he's not just a star. He's the Sun.”

There was something comforting in knowing that someone loved this man as much as I did.

I pulled Jasper down into a kiss for his sweet words. He smiled over me, running his finger over my jaw as he looked into my eyes.

"Tonight, I want you two to go to dinner. Go talk. Tell him how you feel and listen to what he has to say about LA because he wants you. He wants you to be there with him. Let him convince you, and I don't think any of us will regret it."

He laid down beside me, his head was very close to mine. "Are you sure?"

“Yes.” I kissed him, stroking his cheek.

“So, you've two have talked?”

“Of course. I think he regrets not being with you sooner,” I told him honestly.

“How does that make you feel?” He seemed so worried about my answer.

I sighed heavily. “Sad, for you two. Sad about missed opportunities. Happy that it gives me a chance to be in his life... And yours.”

“Me too,” he agreed.

Edward came to the shore, dripping and panting from his watery workout. His hair was slicked back against his head, his chest heaving. He looked so good.

“Such a nice view,” I teased him.

“Mines not bad either.” He grinned at us.

“Bella says you're taking me to dinner tonight,” Jasper told him, propping himself up with his hands behind him.

“Oh, did she? And where are we going, love?” He pushed my foot with his.

"I don't know. Wherever you two want to go, so you can talk privately. Alone. Without me. I'm not a buffer or a security blanket. So get used to actually talking to each other about how you feel. I shouldn't know before you." I waved between them with a finger.

“Yeah, alright,” Edward agreed, his hands on his hips as he finally caught his breath. “Want us to bring you dinner back then?”

I grinned wickedly. "Sure, sounds good. Bring me junky fast food. You know what I like."

“Maccas?”

“Yassss... mmm... I'll smoke and edit in peace and quiet. Listen to my murder stories. You can bring me munchies. Mm, sounds perfect,” I hummed in pleasure.

“Did I just turn you on?” He joked.

“A little.”

Edward laughed, making me smile widely. “So, fries obviously. Chocolate milkshake. What else?”

"I don't know. If they have something interesting that they don't have in the US... Surprise me. You know I'll eat anything once."

“That's what she said,” Jasper whispered, making Edward laugh again.

I laughed as well, "okay, but take your time. Don't rush. Give me some alone time. Let me get a little high and wine drunk, and then you can take advantage of me when you get back after seducing me with fat and sugar."

“Oh baby, talk dirty to me,” he said dryly, pushing me with his foot again. Edward couldn’t help the smile that popped up on his lips quickly after.

“I need a shower,” Jasper said quietly. “I didn't get one this morning.”

“Me too,” my boyfriend replied with a smirk before focusing on me. “Care to join us?”

“No, go ahead.” I smiled pleasantly. “I want to take a bath later. Have fun.”

Edward pouted his bottom lip out playfully. “Alright. Enjoy whatever gruesome death you're learning about.”

“Murdddderr...” I drew out. “Actually attempted murder. It's especially gruesome, too.”

“Why is that?” Jasper asked.

“Aw, don't ask that,” Edward asked, starting to walk back up the beach. I laughed a little to myself.

"So," I began like I was about to gossip."This girl was trying to hitchhike in the California desert, and this guy cut off both of her arms at the elbow with a hatchet in the back of his van and threw her over a cliff. She packed her arms in mud made from her own blood and dirt, climbed back up the hill, COMPLETELY NUDE, and got back to the road for help. The first car actually freaked out when they saw her and sped past. But she was picked up by a couple of nurses who just got married and were on their way to their honeymoon. They had taken a wrong turn and were lost. They were the only reason she survived."

“No,” Jasper said excitedly. “We're going to have to talk about this later. I love horror shit.”

“True crime is better... worse... better?” I shrugged. “I'll give you some podcast recs later,” I promised him. “Go have fun.”

He leaned in and kissed me before standing up from the blanket and running after his friend and new lover.

They were just getting dressed when I came in from the beach, my podcast finally done.

“You are positively sun-kissed, love,” Edward complimented me. “Though you are a bit spotty,” he teased, touching my chest gently.

“It's fine. There aren't full-on handprints or anything. Those take forever to go away.” I looked down at my chest. “Yet,” I wiggled my ass as I went to the bathroom.

“You've had a much kinkier life than me,” he called to me.

“Obviously. Don't worry, you're catching up quickly. I think Jasper and I can help with that,” I teased him, leaning out the door after I removed my swim bottoms.

“You have no idea, dove,” Jasper grinned wickedly.

“So, junk food. Anything else?” Edward questioned, coming to stand in front of me. He happily put both of his hands on my breasts, squeezing them as he grinned stupidly. “You can stay topless always, by the way. Just so you know.”

“Cheese and fruit are one thing, I'm eating a burger with a shirt on.”

“Aw,” he joked. I swatted his chest gently, just making him grin more.

I shook my head. “I'll be fine. I have everything I could possibly need here. I'm going to rinse off the sand, open a bottle of wine, and relax. Go talk,” I told him just a moment before his lips touched mine. “I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

“That's not a goodbye kiss,” Jasper taunted when Edward went to get his keys from the dresser so that they could leave. He took me in his arms and dipped me back. “This is a goodbye kiss,” and with that smashed his mouth to mine in a quick, savage, fantastic kiss.

“Wow,” I stuttered out when he put me outright, a little glazed over and surprised by his affection. “Kiss him like that lots, too.”

“Of course, dove.” He winked at me charmingly, his smile crookedly curving to the right. My heart thudded in my chest as I watched them leave.

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