His hands cup Ana's cheeks, fingers sliding into her soft hair and she can't help but gasp at the sudden action when their foreheads press together, the space so small between them that if Jasper leaned down just a little bit more their lips would c...
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Jasper parked his car in the Swans driveway before quickly getting out, running to the passenger side and opening the door for Ana who was smiling from the events that happened a mere twenty minutes ago.
She thanked him and stepped out, their hands finding each other's as she shut the door and leaned against it before pulling the blonde against her.
He held her waist gently while she moved her hands to his chest and tilted her head back to see him better, "So..."
He laughed and played with the hem of her shirt, "I was thinking about something earlier," he said quietly, like the darkness around them would hate it if he spoke to loudly.
Ana touched the color of his flannel aimlessly, "Hmm?" She was distracted by him, the way his hands tightened on her waist every few seconds and the feel of his stare on her face.
"I want you to meet my family tomorrow."
Ana didn't hide her shock, "What?"
Jasper ducked his head and chuckled softly, whispering again slowly as if Ana didn't speak English, "I want you to meet my family, Anastasia Swan."
She pressed her lips together and hummed with uncertainty, not really knowing how to answer the question. Jasper noticed and tried to ease her into the idea. "I know you already know Alice because the two of you have art together," he said and she opened her mouth to decline but he continued, "And you have Emmett in music because he always talks about how you're the only person in the class that can play the piano."
Ana blushed, not knowing that he knew that she could play and sighed, trying not to look into his golden, pleading eyes but once she glanced into them for not even a second she was captured and his pleading look turned into a victorious grin. "Great," he moved his hands away from her waist to squeeze her hands once. "I'll pick you up tomorrow at lunch."
Ana laughed and pushed herself off the side of his car as he backed away, "I didn't even say yes, Jazz."
He shrugged and walked towards her again, like a predator walking towards his pray. Her brown eyes sparkled and she watched the shadows move over his face the closer he got, "Darling," he mused, his accent strong, "I would have gotten you to come either way."
His breath fanned over her face and their noses touched as she rose an eyebrow, "You're getting cocky Hale, especially after that one kiss," she felt Jasper put his hands back on her waist again and he grinned mischievously.
"What if it was two kisses?"
Ana didn't get a chance to say a witty comment before he leaned down, more confident than the first time, and kissed her for the second time that night.
