Jasper's Child {Twilight - Jasper/Bella}

Ch. 3 - Shopping, Boundaries, & Spies

Mature readers 18+ only. This story has mentions of rape and abuse. You have been warned!

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Bella POV

I was sitting in the rocking chair in the living room; Charlotte had pulled over a dining room chair to sit next to me. We watched happily and laughed as Riley played with Olivia on the floor, she was now dressed and ready to go shopping.

You could see that she adored her Uncle Riley. I was so happy to have him back in my life. I had missed him so much. I wrote letters to him numerous times but I never got anything back. I won't mention that to him, though, I don't want him to feel bad.

He looked up at me and saw me watching him. He smiled just as I did.

Jasper and Peter walked through the door, Peter went straight to Charlotte. Jasper smiled at the interaction between Riley and Olivia as he bent down and kissed her on the head, then walked over to me. He picked me up out of the rocking chair, sat down in it, and put me on his lap and kissed me.

"I got you some things," he smiled at me.

"Things? Plural?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Mhm," he said as he pulled a phone out of his pocket.

"First, I bought you a phone. You need one. My number, along with Riley's, Peter's, and Char's are programmed in. So are all of the Cullen's, just in case, and all of the pack and their mates." He said as he handed me the phone.

"How did you get all of the pack's numbers?" I asked him curiously.

"I stopped by Sam's on our way back and got them." He smiled, proud of himself. I just smiled at him and shook my head.

"Thank you," I said then kissed his jaw.

"Do the next one!" Peter said excitedly.

I laughed at him and looked at Jasper expectantly.

He smiled and took two small wooden hand-carved jewelry boxes out of a bag and handed them both to me.

"Every Whitlock wears the Whitlock crest. I do expect you and my daughter to wear it as well. Peter crafts jewelry and I carve wood. He made these pieces, I made the boxes." He and Peter grinned, proud of themselves.

"The boxes are beautiful," I smiled at him.

My hand gently ran along the carvings on one of the boxes. The name Olivia had been carved into the top, along with lilies and vines around the name. The other one had my name, but with roses and vines around the name.

I opened the one that said Olivia first. Inside was a small white gold chain with the Whitlock crest pendant hanging from it. It was small enough for a baby to wear without it falling off.

Riley brought Olivia over and held her up for me.

"Would you do the honors, daddy?" I smiled at Jasper.

He smiled back and took the necklace from me. I brought Olivia into my lap as Peter took the other box from me and Jasper reached around me and fastened the necklace around Olivia's neck. She automatically took it in her hands and began playing with it.

"It will never break, even with her playing with it," Peter said.

"Thank you, Peter," I smiled at him.

Riley took Olivia back so I could open my box: Peter had laid it back in my lap. I opened it and found a black velvet choker inside with the Whitlock crest on a pendant dangling from it.