Chapter six: Three years closer
Jasper gave a final smile before turning out the light, crashing straight into Alice on the way out the door.
" There's the other most important woman in my life." He said in a teasing voice.
Alice giggled and pressed her lips against his, kissing him passionately. They had just finished cleaning up after Sarah's third Birthday, and Alice had been lusting after her husband all day, much to Edward's annoyance.
Jasper found his hands exploring places he hadn't been to in a while, and he delved into them eagerly. Alice squealed eagerly against his mouth, and he slid his tongue between her lips. They snuck back down the hall and into their bedroom, tumbling onto the bed together. It was an all-out make out war. Legs and arms became tangled together. Alice's nightgown was ripped in half in the struggle, much to Jasper's delight. He was just about to remove his own clothes and shove himself inside (Before his evil little fairy had time to change her mind again) when the door swung open, and there stood his daughter.
"Sarah?" he wispered incredulously. "Why aren't you in bed?"
Sarah sniffled, creeping closer to the bed. "I-I had a b-bad dream. c-can I sleep with you, mommy?"
Jasper gave his wife a look of quiet desperation when she nodded and helped boost Sarah into the huge bed so the child could snuggle up next to her.
"How much longer is this going to last, Alice?" he asked in an exasperated wisper.
"Just think jazz, we're three years closer."
He sighed and rolled over.
" There's the other most important woman in my life." He said in a teasing voice.
Alice giggled and pressed her lips against his, kissing him passionately. They had just finished cleaning up after Sarah's third Birthday, and Alice had been lusting after her husband all day, much to Edward's annoyance.
Jasper found his hands exploring places he hadn't been to in a while, and he delved into them eagerly. Alice squealed eagerly against his mouth, and he slid his tongue between her lips. They snuck back down the hall and into their bedroom, tumbling onto the bed together. It was an all-out make out war. Legs and arms became tangled together. Alice's nightgown was ripped in half in the struggle, much to Jasper's delight. He was just about to remove his own clothes and shove himself inside (Before his evil little fairy had time to change her mind again) when the door swung open, and there stood his daughter.
"Sarah?" he wispered incredulously. "Why aren't you in bed?"
Sarah sniffled, creeping closer to the bed. "I-I had a b-bad dream. c-can I sleep with you, mommy?"
Jasper gave his wife a look of quiet desperation when she nodded and helped boost Sarah into the huge bed so the child could snuggle up next to her.
"How much longer is this going to last, Alice?" he asked in an exasperated wisper.
"Just think jazz, we're three years closer."
He sighed and rolled over.