Alice and Jasper One Shot

“Burnt Rubber and Desire”

After several hours of reorganizing my closet for the zillionth time, I finally sat down on the floor and leaned my head against the wall. I took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. I was bored out of my mind. I closed my eyes and tried to will myself to sleep. I knew that no matter how hard I tried, or how long I wished it, I could never sleep. What was it like to sleep? To feel the exhaustion of my body, to feel the heaviness of my eyes lids, to dream. Oh, to dream! To be able to lie back, and kill several hours while dreaming pleasant dreams. I closed my eyes tighter and tried to make amusing images appear behind my eye lids. I don’t know how long a sat there with my eyes closed before I finally reached over and picked up the pink tennis shoe off of the rack next to me and threw it across the closet in frustration. Tonight was one of those nights where there was nothing to do.

Carlisle was working the graveyard shift at the hospital, and had been for the past few months. At least he had something to do when the whole world was asleep. And Jasper, well, he was in his study trying to dictate a book about the actual events that happened during the Civil War. Trying to give the South a better story than what was written in the many books out there. So that left little ole’ me with nothing to do, but throw shoes across my closet. There had to be something better.

Damn, shoes. I didn’t throw it that hard. As I peered through the hole, I was surprised when I found the shoe in the hands of my southern husband. He squatted down and looked through the hole and met my eyes.

“Bored again?” he asked as he handed me the shoe through the hole. “You should probably fix that before Esme finds it.”

 As Jasper’s hands began to roam my body, I could see what he was planning for tonight and sighed.

I loved Jasper. He was my soul mate. If there was a God, He had been kind enough to give me this wonderful man to spend my life with, to spend eternity with. No other man ever caught my eye, and Jasper would be the only creature that would have my heart. But after spending decades with this gorgeous man, the old dog needed to learn some new tricks. At times, I was jealous of my brother’s and sister’s love life. Edward and Bella were fresh new lovers, discovering new ways to please each other and were still head over heals in love. Emmett and Rosalie did things that humans only dream of in their wildest dreams. If you could imagine it, Emmett and Rose probably created it first. Jasper was amazing, but he was like Shakespeare; once he found a formula that worked, he stuck with it, and used it over, and over, and over again. Lately, after seeing all of the romantic adventures that my siblings were embarking on, I longed for something new and something fresh.