The right mate.

Chapter 3; Confusion (edited)

Point of view: Jasper

"Well, I guess she wants milk."

I had left my room early this morning, wanting to enjoy a cup of coffee, and at the same time make myself useful. I thought I could prepare Renesmee's breakfast in advance, before she would wake. I wanted to help Bella, simply because I didn't want her to feel like she had to do everything by herself.

I was glad that Bella had pointed out that I would be of no use with the family in Italy, because she was right. And Carlisle had been right also by saying I was the most capable of defending her by myself if something was to happen. I would be alone with my thoughts, not worried that the asshat would be reading my mind. But I was mostly glad because I was alone with her and I would be able to pass some quality time with her, get to know her better, a thing I wish I could've done before.

I was surprised when I heard Nessie say her first word, but probably not as surprised as her mother. I had turned my back to Bella, to grab the bottle of warm milk I had already prepared and turned back around to give it to Renesmee. She grabbed it with enthusiasm and started drinking it right away.

"You prepared her breakfast in advance?" Bella said, in shock from my gesture, but I simply shrugged my shoulders, smiling. "I thought I would make myself useful, plus I wanted coffee.", my voice was calm, innocent. I turned towards the counter to pour the coffee in two separate cups, adding: "Do you want one?". The question was rhetorical, since I had already made her one.

"Sure, Thanks.", she had answered while I was already next to her, giving her the cup I had made for her. I gave her a soft smile and felt her emotions change. There was a lot of confusion, but I could also feel the heavy lust and adoration coming from her. It only made my smile grow bigger.

I finally allowed myself to get a good look at her, regretting it instantly. She was wearing a dark blue camisole that hugged her curves so perfectly and some very short and tight black shorts. Her attire didn't leave much to the imagination, since I could outline every curve of her body. She was gorgeous, vampirism doing her justice. I was glad Edward was not here, because my imagination went straight to how she would look naked on top of me.

I knew these thoughts were out of line, but my brain was wired this way, I couldn't help it. She was with Edward, and I had no rights to her, not anymore. Obviously, I was also with Alice, but it was more for appearances, since both me and her knew we were not each other's mate. Alice knew her mate would come when the time was right, and I was cursed to watch mine happy with another man.

I had known from the beginning that Bella was different. She smelt different than the rest of the humans, sure, but it wasn't her blood that kept me so captivated by her. At first, I hadn't recognized the feeling, because I was so used to feeling it coming from the others in the family, but one event in particular made me realize everything.

Looking back at the auburn-haired girl in front of me, she was now sitting at the breakfast table, drinking her coffee. But I quickly noticed her hand shaking around her cup, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. I quickly scanned her emotions and realized I had lifted the barrier on mine, which she was not feeling the full extent of. She softly put her cup on the table and looked at me, saying in a shaky voice: "Jasper, I think you are pushing your emotions into me."

I shook myself quickly and put the barrier back on my own emotions. I had screwed up pretty hard there. With the thoughts I had in my mind not long ago, I knew exactly which emotions she had felt coming from me, and this was bad. "Shit! I'm sorry, Darlin'." I quickly apologized to her.

I tried giving her a small apologetic smile, scanning her own emotions quickly to see how much damage I had done, but all I could feel coming from her was more confusion and a desperate need that she didn't seem to understand. I quickly took a seat in front of her at the breakfast table and stayed silent.