My Little Finger [Twilight (Alice & Jasper) Love Story)

Ticklish

His eyes.

I loved his eyes. A buttery, soft, golden brown color. He was better at controlling his thirst than he was years ago. He had told me about the problems he'd had. Alice had told me too. But his eyes had stayed that gorgeous honey color for such a long time now. I knew he went hunting whilst I was asleep, but I didn't mind. He tried to spare me from all the gore, but I'd followed him one time, when he went out not too far from home. I didn't find it that gruesome.

It was now, six months from when we actually officially started dating, that I was staring at his eyes. They were closed, yes, but I knew what lay beneath the pale lids. He was fighting a smile; I could tell. I was supposed to be sleeping; or at least trying to fall asleep. I never really could fall asleep with him lying next to me.

"Jasper," I whispered softly. I knew he'd be able to hear me, even if he was trying not to. He ignored me, but the smile he'd been fighting was plastered to his gorgeous face now. "Jasper?" I turned from lying on my back to lying on my side, facing him. It was my turn to try not to smile now.

I shifted closer to him, sliding my body across the small space that was between us. He was full out grinning now; his eyes still closed, still trying to ignore me.

"Babe, I have an important question," I did my best to sound sad, like the way a lost puppy dog would sound if he/she had a voice. He finally opened his eyes. Like they always do, the sight of his eyes staring intently into mine stole my breathe.

"And what is your question?" He asked in a teasing voice. I tried my hardest not to laugh; to keep my straight face. "What is so important that you are wanting to know at…" He checked the alarm clock over his shoulder. "At two in the morning?"

I couldn't help the small giggle that escaped my mouth. I cleared my throat, quickly regaining my lost composure. "I was thinking…"

"Yes?"

I resisted the urge to stick out my tongue at him like a five year old and continued. "I was thinking earlier about vampires. Uhm," I was suddenly nervous. "Uhm, hehe. Well, since your skin is like rock solid hard and stuff, are vampires ticklish?"

Jasper stared at me a long, hard minute. Under his intense stare, I began to feel uncomfortable. I began to fidget, sliding back away from him. He caught me by my waist, wrapping his arms around me and bringing me back closer to him. I tucked my head under his chin, blowing a strand of my hair out of my face.

I felt Jasper's chest shake and realized he was laughing. I began to giggle, and then laugh with him. I'll admit, it is a silly question.

"I know it's silly but I wanna know," I told him. I kissed the side of his neck. His skin chilled my lips instantly but I was used to, and loved the feeling of his cool skin against mine. It comes with falling in love with a vampire.

"I actually don't know the answer to your question, babe," He said after a minute. I pulled away slightly to stare at his eyes again.

"How can you not know if you're ticklish?!"

And thus the tickle war began.