Chapter Eleven
I went home only to grab a quick shower before I ran to Bella's house. The hunting trip had been fun, but I was glad to be back.
I eased Bella's window open, not wanting to wake her, it was only just past dawn. Her scent was strong in the room, but it didn't cover up the fact that Jasper had been there. I fought down my jealousy and moved stealthily towards the bed.
I slipped in beside Bella only to be assaulted by the strength of Jasper's scent intensifying. Why had he been in her bed? If I found out he'd snuck in here I'd kill him. God, it was worse than stalking, something would have to be done about it.
I couldn't really understand why Bella wanted to spend any time with him, and I knew for a fact that she wouldn't invite him into her bed. She wasn't that kind of girl.
Did she even know that he'd been here? Had he come while she was out of the house, or had she been sleeping? I would have to speak to Carlisle about keeping him in the house as much as possible.
I wrapped my arms gently around her and pushed all thoughts of Jasper from my mind. I needed to do something to strengthen our relationship, lately she had been spending less and less time with me, and I didn't like it. I knew she didn't like me protecting her, but there was nothing I could do about that, I wasn't about to let her get hurt.
I'd had plans to take her somewhere last weekend, but Jasper and Esme had claimed her attention, and I hadn't had a chance to ask her. Maybe we could go somewhere today. We could go to our meadow, it was her favourite place, and there was no way she would turn that down.
She made a noise that might of been a giggle as she rolled over, pressing herself closer to me. I loved the feel of her body against mine, and though I wished we could show our love for each other more physically, I knew that it could never happen. It would be far too easy to lose control.
I treasured moments like this, when I was able to be close to her without having to worry about her reaction to it. She often made things much harder by trying to get more than I was able to give.
She laughed again and snuggled closer. Her breathing sped up and her heart rate increased, and I knew she would wake up soon. I released my hold on her and moved back so that we were no longer touching. I didn't want to start the day by having to push her away from me. It would get us off to a bad start.
I wasn't sure she was fully awake yet when she reached one arm out behind her and felt around for something. I took her hand gently in mine and brought it to my lips for a chaste kiss.
"You stayed?" She asked sleepily. What did that mean, had she been dreaming about me? "Jasper?"
I flung myself out of the bed and across the room, disgusted. "Jasper?" I growled at her, watching the surprise flicker in her eyes as she saw who was in her room. She shouldn't have been dreaming about my brother. She should only be dreaming about me.
"Were you dreaming about him?" I was careful to keep my voice even and my face impassive.
"What? No, he was here." She still looked half asleep as she looked around the room as if expecting him to be hiding behind something.
"When was he here?" She looked up at me again, and this time she seemed to notice that I wasn't happy.
"He came over last night, when Esme went out to hunt. I fell asleep, so I guess he left." She sounded annoyed, that was a good sign, she must be finally getting tired of his company. Time to make sure she knew exactly what he had been doing.
"What was he doing in your bed? His scent's all over it. And you." Her reaction was not the one I had foreseen. She blushed and looked away from me again.
