My dreams were too vivid for me to call dreams so I assumed they were visions I had while I was asleep. They were of small, random moments with Jasper, most of them being of me as a vampire so I assumed that this was in the far future, not that I minded all that much. Sometimes I thought I could see other people on the edges of the vision, but I could never identify them before the vision changed or I woke up. I assumed that it was the other Cullens since it made the most sense, but I wondered. I never dwelled on it as I liked my dreams of Jasper and didn't want to try and change it.

The month that followed the accident felt just as sweet as my dreams, but for a different reason. Jasper wasn't sweet and familiar and intimate with me like he was in my dreams...it was more like the courting phase that led up to it and that in itself was sweet. It was really cute seeing the handsome Major Jasper Whitlock hesitate and fidget with his words and actions as he tried to handle his growing affections and display them to me. At first, I had thought that he'd have trouble accepting his affection for me because he might have felt, like Edward, that he was a monster undeserving of love and unlike Edward, he'd have a reason for it as his past was actually bloody and full of darkness, but it seemed that hurdle was passed on day one, the day that Jasper told me his family secret and I had revealed mine.

I looked in the mirror to carefully inspect my outfit. I had gotten up extra early, eaten breakfast, taken a quick shower, brushed my teeth, blow dried and styled my hair, and slipped into my clothes. My Shattered jacket was waiting on my bed next to my Jack the Ripper bag. I fussed with the lace of my sleeveless purple bustier with metallic blue sheen and straps, a black floral print decorating it along with soutache braid ornaments and the neck and waist line detailed with lace, the zipper in the back warming against my spine; this beauty was called Salvation. Riding snugly on my hips were black loop cotton jeans with drawstring detail; these were called Deathward*. The ends of the jeans were tucked into black suede BCBGeneration Wooster wedge heel ankle booties. I smiled at myself, pleased with my appearance and went to my bed sliding on my jacket and bag and going over to my desk, taking a sheet from a small notepad and writing a quick note.

Friend drove me to school, don't worry about me, MHS.

It was short and to the point and very me so they wouldn't be concerned about a false note and me being kidnapped. After all I'm the only person I know that signs my name with my three initials. I skipped quietly to the kitchen to place my note there and was pleased when I looked out the window and saw a shiny, expensive looking black jaguar waiting outside my house. That's definitely Jasper. I didn't think he had owned one of those in the book, but I was starting to dismiss most of the smaller discrepancies in the story considering they were generally caused by my presence. I was also surprised that he wasn't kidding when he said early. Charlie wasn't even up yet. I shrugged and let it go, checking my pocket for my house key and my back pocket for my Jack the Ripper wallet that matched my bag before slipping out the front door.

I jogged happily to his jaguar, my emotions as bright as my smile probably was as I saw him leaning against the hood, waiting for me, no doubt to open the door for me like a gentleman. Unable to tamper my excitement, I didn't slow as I got closer, instead slamming into him and giving him a hug, wrapping my arms tightly around his waist. Of course I didn't slam full force into him, I was careful. No need to hurt myself. I looked up in anticipation but saw that he didn't look surprised at all. I pouted and pulled back a little, no longer snuggling but keeping my arms around him.

"It's no fun if you're not surprised," I said, pout still in place. He chuckled and lightly placed his hands on my waist.

"I've learned to expect the unexpected from you," he replied, easily slipping out of my arms in a smooth motion, taking my hand and leading me to the passenger seat. He opened the door with the other hand and made a small sweeping motion. "After you." I smiled at him as he continued to hold my hand as I got in the car, not letting go until I was sitting down and only closed the door after I had buckled myself in. I pretended to be occupied with fixing my jacket so he could get to the driver's seat faster. Not even ten seconds passed before the driver's seat door opened and I looked up at him with a raised brow.

"Well, that was pretty fast," I said teasingly, knowing it was part of what he was going to tell me. Obviously, he wouldn't have been able to save me if he wasn't faster than that.

"I have long legs," he replied with a wry grin.

"I'm sure that's what you tell everyone, huh?" He started the car, the engine coming to life almost silently.

"More or less," he replied in amusement as he took off at ridiculous speeds. There was a comfortable silence for a moment before Jasper spoke again, this time more seriously. "I'm having trouble...finding a good place to start," Jasper said in a low voice. "There are so many things...I want to tell you, I don't know where to begin," he finished in a tight whisper.

"Why not begin with the secret you share with your family...and we'll go from there," I said encouragingly, letting my warmth seep into my words. He sent me a grateful look before taking a deep breath and starting.

"I...my family and I aren't exactly human," he peaked a glance at me to see if I made any reaction. Of course I didn't so he continued slowly, carefully. "We're what humans call vampires," he said, not seeing the point in beating around the bush.

"But not like the vampires of fiction," I said as more statement than question.

"No. We're not averse to garlic, a cross doesn't harm us, holy water doesn't affect us, the sun doesn't bother us, and a wooden stake would do nothing to us. We also don't sleep in coffins or turn into bats." He stated, listing off the more well known lore of vampires, then went into more detail. "We don't eat human food. We don't sleep and while the sun doesn't affect us, it does reveal us to be inhuman."

"In what way?" I asked curiously, though I knew the answer, I wanted to know how he'd respond to the question. I wasn't disappointed either. He seemed to hesitate, as if he wasn't sure I'd believe him. I rolled my eyes good naturedly.

"Could what you're about to say really be less believable than you being an insomniac vampire?" I asked. His lip twitched in amusement before he decided to answer.

"We sparkle," he answered. I looked at him incredulously.

"I beg your pardon?" His lip twitched again, though this time he seemed to feel no amusement.

"The sun reflects off our skin and makes us sparkle. Like a jewel does in the light." My lips trembled as I tried to contain my amusement.

"I...I see," I failed to keep it in and choked out a few laughs, struggling to contain it. I managed to contain myself when i noticed Jasper giving me an odd look. "What?" I asked, tilting my head to the side curiously.

"Your reactions to my...telling the truth are...strange," Jasper managed to answer. This time I didn't bother hiding my laughter. I wiped the tears from my eyes when I noticed that same look from before on his face.

"Come on, Jazz, you should know by now that I'm not exactly normal. Human, yes, but normal, no." I explained to him almost primly, making a smile tug at his lips.

"So if I told you that we drink blood..." he trailed off, his tone light, but obviously guarded as if expecting a harsh reaction.

"Do you really? Do you suck victims dry or leave them alive? Do you emit pleasure endorphins like in all those teen vampire books or something or maybe you take some kind of blood pill supplement instead? Or do you drink from those blood baggies like juice bags? Does Carlisle get them for you? He could, right, because he's a doctor? Or maybe human blood doesn't really appeal to you? I can't imagine living off of blood and wanting to drink human blood. It must be so fatty now with all the fast food and unhealthy junk we eat. It's like eating something off the floor, you don't know where it's been," I said, going from curious, ridiculous questions, to a ridiculous horrified explanation of why I wouldn't want to drink human blood. I stopped rambling partly to myself when I heard Jasper laugh outright, his confusion at my reaction morphing to amusement at my silly questions.

"Pleasure endorphins? Are there really books that say we do that?" Jasper asked. I shrugged.

"Yeah, I only read them avidly so I don't really remember details as there was some ridiculous science mumbo jumbo involved but it basically said that when vampires bite their victim, it sets off pleasure endorphins in their head so they go into this orgasmic trance and don't fight back." Jasper snorted at that.

"Do they also drink from blood bags and take blood pill supplements? I can't imagine cooled, old blood being appetizing. Wouldn't it be lifeless by then?" I laughed at that.

"Yeah, I think one of the vampires actually said something along the same lines when explaining it to someone." I paused for a bit before finally addressing what we were kind of avoiding. "So you do drink blood? Do you kill your victims or leave them alive? Do you choose your victims or let your instincts guide you and choose arbitrarily? How does it work exactly?" I asked curiously, no fear or disgust in my voice or emotions, just genuine curiosity and intrigue.

"Yes, we do drink blood, but our family, our coven, is different. We do not drink human blood, we jokingly call ourselves 'vegetarians' because we instead choose to sate our thirst with animal blood. While not nearly as appetizing as human blood, it does mute the burn caused by our hunger. The only adverse affect it has on us is turning our eyes amber gold rather than the crimson red of human blood diet vampires." Jasper explained, beyond looking surprised at my reactions...or non-reactions as it were. I nodded in understanding.

"So that's why your eyes darkened yesterday when you saved me. Being so close to a bleeding Tyler must have made your hunger burst into flames. You must have a lot of self control." I praised easily, smiling a little at the very current memory of him saving my life.

"...it was only because you were there that I could control myself," he said softly. I looked up at him in surprise.

"What do you mean?" My breath caught when his eyes locked on mine, his eyes bright and intense with a flurry of emotions.

"I...was more concerned for your safety and well being to be focused or overwhelmed by the scent of his blood. Also..." He broke eye contact, looking back to the road.

"Also...?" I prompted, very curious now.

"Also...your scent is very...soothing...it calms me." I felt my cheeks heat up at that and I looked away, my hands clenching into fists.

"Enhanced senses too...I'd have thought my scent would be bad for you, especially if I smell good. Doesn't it make the thirst burn more?" I asked quietly, a little unsure now of being in his presence, in a closed car with the heat on, not because I was afraid he'd lose control, but because I was worried I was causing him pain.

"I'm getting used to it," he answered promptly, easily, making me look back at him incredulously. He flashed me a boyish grin that would have made my knees shake were I standing. "Besides, I enjoy your company more than I do your scent and that makes it easier to ignore the thirst." My face heated further and I raised my cold palms to them both to hide them from Jasper and to try and cool them down.

"Sorry," I mumbled, "this must not be helping," I said almost shyly. Dang it, I'm not supposed to be shy!

"I don't mind." I peeked up at him and wished I hadn't, his happy grin making my heart stutter, "I think it's cute." I looked away swiftly and squeezed my eyes closed as I frantically tried to calm myself down, making him chuckle at my reaction.

"No fair!" I whined. "You're a lot more open than I thought you'd be!" I complained comically. After his laughter died down I finally relaxed and let my hands fall back into my lap. "So have you and your family always been vegetarians?" I asked, knowing I had asked something he hadn't wanted me to when he stiffened.

"For the most part, yes," he hedged. I raised a brow.

"For the most part?" He hesitated, shifting in his seat.

"There have been...slip-ups and vengeance seeking, but they have steadfastly remained 'vegetarians'." Jasper explained.

"They?" I questioned.

"Yes..." He paused and for a few seconds I thought he wasn't going to continue. "I didn't have quite the same upbringing as my adopted siblings. I had heard of them from my...nomadic friends when I wished to part ways and find a different life and wished to join them." He explained vaguely.

"...a different life?" I asked softly, knowing that this was a pretty heavy conversation topic so early on.

"I... was born into the vampire life very differently from my brothers and sisters. I was changed for the sake of war, one humans knew nothing about, but war nonetheless...I won't go into details, but for the first part of my new life I was a ruthless soldier. I tore apart countless newborns as they attempted to do the same to me. When I...did a good job I was rewarded. These rewards mostly consisted of young or sweet smelling blood." Not once as he spoke did he look at me. "I took these rewards as they came, but felt remorseful as they came at the cost of the deaths of my enemies, the death of our own armies as it was my job to dispose of newborns when they got older and lost their strength. I lived like that, for so long, and until I met him I didn't know there was another way to live." His countenance brightened a little at his mention. "He...at first he was just a newborn that would incessantly pester me and refuse to leave me alone, insisting on keeping me company." I laughed a little, making a smile tug at his lips. "Eventually he brought out emotions in me that I long thought dead. He...he revived my humanity, made me see just what I had become...and he gave me a way out. I convinced my leader that he was useful beyond being a newborn and she allowed him to love. Later, I had let him and a newborn I was supposed to dispose of escape, the two had become mates. My...creator was furious, fearful, and mistrustful of me when she found out and began plotting my demise. I, likewise, did the same as I thought it was the only option. Sometime later, he came back. He and his mate came to me, both healthy and happy, and told me that there was no need to continue living like this, that there were other paths I could take...I went with them immediately...I traveled with the two for a time, but still felt the same emptiness as before. I no longer felt a crushing weight anymore, but I still felt incomplete and seeing their happiness...I decided to leave and travel on my own. Before I left, they told me of a coven, a family, that lived a much different lifestyle than that of the usual nomads and I found myself...curious, intrigued. That was how I met the Cullens. They showed me that it was not necessary for vampires to needlessly end human lives to survive, that we could live off of animals if we tried and he offered me a place in his...family if I was willing to try."

"And you took his offer," I finished for him warmly. He nodded stiffly. "It must have been difficult...more difficult for you to adjust to the vegetarian lifestyle than them. You hadn't needed to practice restraint before and then suddenly you were expected to never drink human blood again. Harsh," I finished a little jokingly. He just stared at me carefully.

"Why aren't you afraid? Why aren't you disgusted? I have taken lives, fed on your kind. I can kill you so easily and you wouldn't even register it happening," he said roughly, seeming a little angered at my responses.

"Plenty of humans have done things as bad as if not worse than that and they don't have the excuse of being a soldier or doing it for survival. Humans could kill me just as easily, granted not as cleanly as you could or as fast, but easy yeah. They'd also need a gun or knife to do it clean, but again easy." I saw him about to protest, but I interrupted him. "Tell me something," he closed his mouth, waiting for the rest. "How many times, since you've joined the Cullens, have you slipped up and taken a human life." He seemed conflicted about telling me.

"None, but I think about it all the time, have come close-"

"It doesn't matter. What you think and what you do are two different matters." I told him gently. "Actions speak louder than words, Jasper. You have more self restraint and strength of will than you think," I encouraged warmly. "As expected of an army man, especially a major," I added teasingly, but still warm. He just stared at me incredulously for a few moments.

"How do you do it?" He asked suddenly.

"Do what?" I asked, slightly startled by the question.

"How do you accept my sins, my flaws...how do you accept what I am so easily?" I scoffed and smiled at him.

"Silly Jazz. Of course I'm accepting it all. After all, from the very beginning I accepted you." He looked confused. I rolled my eyes at him. "From the moment I decided to get to know you, from that very instant, I had decided to accept you, whoever you ended up being. What you are or what you've done don't matter, sure it's nice to know how you became the person you are, but it's the person you are now that matters the most to me. That's all I'm interested in and not once have I been disappointed. You're a gentleman, you're honest almost to the point of being blunt almost rude, but I like that. You're serious and know that sometimes sacrifices have to be made, but you'd also do anything to protect your family. And again, you have way more self restraint that you think. After all I'm still alive aren't I?" By the end of my speech, he just smiled at me in exasperation.

"Yes, yes you are." I let myself bask in the smile a bit more before I allowed discomfort to show for the first time, my usual confident smile and feelings diminishing a little as I prepared to share my own secret, something I'd kept to myself since I was born and worked hard to keep secret from even my own twin sister.

"Since you've told me your secret, it's only fair I tell you mine, though it's nothing like being a different species," I joked weakly at the end. He stayed silent as I looked at my lap, taking deep breaths. "I can see visions of the future." I saw from the corner of my eye that he seemed to let out a breath I didn't know he was holding. "You knew already?" I asked in more of a statement than a question.

"Your gift is rare and unusual, but not unique in a sense," Jasper hedged. I just raised my brow.

"Which means?" I asked, slightly impatient. It seemed at this point that Jasper became suspicious.

"...you know already don't you? Knew what we were and know what we can do, Edward and I." I smiled at him, not surprised but still impressed.

"Yep!" I said cheerily. "I knew you were an empath, that Edward could read minds, and that you all were vampires because of visions I received approximately one month before we came to Forks, the same moment that Bella decided to come to Forks." Jasper just shook his head with that exasperated smile again before he took in the rest of my words.

"Edward has explained the semantics of your gift somewhat after sifting through your...erratic thoughts. It seems you knew a way to counteract him delving into your deeper thoughts and revealing that you knew our secret," Jasper said with a knowing smirk and raised eyebrow. I just laughed, having made a game of entertaining Edward with crazy thoughts while keeping him away from what I wanted kept secret.

"I like my privacy thank you," I sniffed haughtily before breaking into a happy grin and tone. "I like to regulate my visions and only let him see what I wanted him to see. I've gotten pretty good at having two different thought processes going on at the same time. Besides, it'd be better if Edward didn't see some of the visions of the future that I've had as it might change the course of the future and I prefer it the way it is right now." I stated more seriously in the end.

"I'm assuming you like how the future will pan out?" Jasper inquired. I smiled warmly at my hands, thinking how much they would come to be in contact with Jasper.

"When I see the happiness that surrounds Bella, Edward, you, me, and anyone else close to us, it's hard not to like it. To see that absolute joy on our faces...my face...I want to experience it, not just look through a window. I want to know what it feels like because they just look so...so complete," I said, emotion making my voice thicker than I thought. I looked at Jasper, startled, when he turned my face to his by cupping my cheek with his cold hand. I vaguely registered that the car had stopped and we were in a near empty parking lot at school.

"You long for it. You yearn to feel what it is you saw of yourself in the future. You ache." He caressed his thumb across my cheekbone, his eyes boring into my own, my breath and heart quickening. "Your thoughts are not the only thing that set you apart. Your emotions...they're so different. You feel as freely as a child does, no fear or inhibitions of being hurt holding you back, but they are not shallow. You feel as intensely as an adult does, but without their caution, without their lack of curiosity, their weariness of the world."

I let my lids droop when our foreheads met, pressing together lightly, our noses just barely brushing against each other. "They so easily overwhelm the ones of those around you, they're so vivid and powerful. They easily capture my attention, drowning out the rest until they are nothing more than white noise. I can't help but focus solely on you when I feel them." My breath hitched when he seemed to shudder and close his eyes at the spike of attraction and warmth I felt rush through me.

His eyes slowly opened, once more locking me in their honey amber depths. "Even now, it seems as if your feelings wash over me like warm waves on the sand." His hand slid further forward, his fingers combing through my short hair until he cupped the back of my head. "They're almost intoxicating," he finished in a breathy whisper. I knew those words were what had my control snap and I really didn't care as much as I probably should have.

My hands raised and wrapped themselves securely around Jasper's neck, our noses brushing a bit more as I leaned forward until I tilted my head just the slightest bit so that our lips would meet without resistance. I felt Jasper's other hand come to rest on my shoulder before sliding down my back to rest flat on its lower half. I sighed contentedly into the chaste kiss, letting myself be pressed closer to his hard, cool body, his temperature seeping through my clothes and making me shiver in delight.

He pulled away slowly, giving me a few more short pecks before returning to staring into my eyes, our foreheads resting against each other as we both tried to recover our calm, and I also tried to recover a normal heart beat and breathing rate. I smiled and laughed breathlessly when he teasingly nuzzled our noses together.

The kiss and consequent cuddling, for lack of a better word, was a surprising but not unwelcome change in my vision, which could only mean that it was a split decision on Jasper's part. He had said he knew of the details of my gift so I wondered if he had found a way to surprise me by somehow planning spontaneous decisions, but that didn't make sense. If he planned to make a decision wouldn't she see it? Or would she only see it when he made the decision itself? I didn't dwell on it long, instead just happy that the month that followed resulted in us getting much closer than before.

Without any life altering secrets in the way, Jasper and I could ask each other questions, get to know each other better without hesitation, something we did whole heartedly, if only privately. While we hadn't been overly public with our growing affections towards each other, if at all, people seemed to get the idea that I was Jasper's, not just part of the Cullen's group. It didn't help that Jasper had kept more than a few overly curious students that wanted to inquire over the accident from me at bay using his empathetic abilities. I also couldn't help but be pleased when Jasper showed a surprising degree of dislike towards Tyler Crowley, who had infuriatingly decided to make it his mission 'to make amends' with me for almost killing me, then making me mad when he switched targets to Bella when I rebuffed his advances and Jasper intimidated him.

I felt a little bad sitting with the Cullens while Bella was being snuffed by Edward, but was generally reassured by Jasper and Emmett(and sometimes surprisingly Rosalie), Jasper being the most supportive as I trusted him with more visions than I did Edward as he knew better than I did how to keep things from him. Though I felt guilty, I was constantly glad how she never questioned me after lunch or when we got home, though I assumed that she decided I would feign ignorance even if I did know something or would be uncomfortable with the questions. Regardless, she was grateful for my vague reassurances and encouragements. Maybe it was a twin thing, who knew.

The snow had washed away for good after that stupid icy day. Mike was disappointed about not getting his snowball fight but glad the beach trip to La Push would soon be possible. The rain continued heavily, though, and the weeks passed. Bella had made me aware of another event looming on the horizon-Jessica had called the first Tuesday of March to ask her permission to invite Mike to the girls' choice spring dance in two weeks. This made my non existent respect for her go up, just the tiniest bit.

"No, Jess, I'm not going," Bella assured her. I snickered, making her give me a glower. We both knew that her going to a dance without a proper escort was a hazard in itself.

"You have fun with Mike," Bella encouraged though I knew that Jessica wouldn't need much convincing. Bella was competition, after all, and only served as a means for her to gain more popularity via my sister.

I knew the next day would be eventful, whether I like it or not. It would be the day, after all, that Edward deemed my sister worthy of hearing his voice again, but the most eventful scenes wouldn't happen until after school. I had refrained from telling Jasper what I saw as it would only make him angry, not that my keeping it from him would make him any happier, but he'd be in a bad mood for a lesser amount of time that way.

After helping Bella survive through gym without harming herself overly much, we nearly ran to the parking lot, Bella to escape the horrible school day, and me to futilely try to escape the impending embarrassing scene that was about to occur...and just like I knew would happen, When I reached my precious baby, I saw Eric leaning against the hood of it, irking me as it had in my vision.

"Eric," I said politely in greeting.

"Hi, Maddy."

"What's up?" I asked as I unlocked the door, trying not to outright frown at the uncomfortable edge in his voice.

"Uh, I was just wondering...if you would go to the spring dance with me?" His voice broke on the last word.

"Wasn't it girls' choice?" I asked evenly, tossing my bag to the passenger's seat, my lip quirking slightly in amusement.

"Well, yeah," he admitted, shamefaced.

I felt my expression soften as I kept in mind his awkwardness and the courage it took to ask me, especially considering I was supposed to be some kind of loner/now part of the Cullen clique somehow hot chick. "Thank you for asking me, but I already had plans for that day. I'm not going to the dance."

"Oh," he said. "Well, maybe next time."

"Maybe," I agreed gently, not wanting to completely crush him, but not wanting to give him false hope. He slouched off, back towards the school, and jumped a little when I felt a cold, hard arm snake around my waist and press my back flush against an equally cold and hard chest.

"So that is why you felt that dread and anxiety during lunch," Jasper whispered sullenly into my ear, making me smile as the action itself made my cheeks warm a little.

"No matter what decision I made, it always led with him asking, even if you were here the whole time it wouldn't have changed. It was unavoidable so I decided to take the path where you would be grumpy for the least amount of time," I answered honestly, turning in his grasp and wrapping my arms loosely around his waist. "It's cute, but you're less fun when you're grumpy." He frowned at me, leaning until our foreheads touched, something that was quickly becoming a regular thing.

"Never, in all my years of living, have I met a male that liked being called cute." I laughed and gave his nose a peck.

"That's because you don't hang in the same social circle as they do." I laughed at the funny expression on his face when I said that.

"We're still planning on going to my house the day of the dance, correct?" Jasper asked after a while, letting his hands slide free of my waist as I did the same.

"Of course, Jazz, what else did you think we'd be doing." Jasper shrugged.

"I thought you might send me to spy on Edward and your sister while you go shopping with Rosalie and use Emmett as your pack mule," Jasper answered decisively. I paused for a bit before laughing again.

"True, it sounds plausible, but I don't need you to spy on them when I know what's going to happen. The visions are completely solid by now. As much as I wouldn't really hang out with Edward as person, he is a good guy and I trust him enough not to kill my sister," I said confidently, but warmly. Jasper was silent for a moment.

"It's strange," I tilted my head at him in a silent question and he answered. "Many times when you speak, I can see you as one of us, a vampire, rather than a human, despite the beating of your heart and the warm blood coursing through you. You speak so easily of your own kind as if you were not a part of them." I gave a wistful smile then.

"It's easy to see myself apart from them when I have something that makes me so different." He only gave me a comforting smile and kissed the top of my head softly before heading towards Edward's Volvo.

"Did you feel the emotions from both of them when she said his name?" I asked Jasper in amusement, watching from our perch on one of the outdoor cafeteria tables out onto the parking lots where Bella and Edward were.

"Frighteningly similar," Jasper replied with just as much amusement.

"Oh, look! He's dazzling her!" I gushed excitedly as if I was watching a show which sometimes it felt like it did.

"He's so absorbed with her that he's completely tuning us out. He's not annoyed at us for observing him because he hasn't even acknowledged we're here." I leaned further back into him and kissed his jawline.

"Would you notice Edward around if I had my attention solely on you?" I asked softly, the mood changing instantly. Jasper matched my pace immediately, used to my sudden changes in attitude already. His golden eyes smoldered into mine.

"What Edward?" Jasper murmured back heatedly. I only smiled in response.