Kimberlycullen10's Gift

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A/N: Woo hoo, it's naelany's birthday!

Karin, I love you somethin' fierce, and I'm so lucky to call you a friend. I hope you enjoy my contribution to your lovely batch of birthday fics as much as I enjoyed being a part of it all. Happy, happy birthday, my love. I hope you have a wonderful day. :)

Thanks times a million to our lovely SorceressCirce, for providing both the prompts and the picspiration. ;)

Note from Jen: Kimber also made the lovely blog banner for you, Nae!

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EPOV

Sweltering

I am assaulted by a heatwave as soon as I step into the backyard. Within seconds, I am dripping with sweat, so I peel my shirt off and wipe the perspiration from my brow with my forearm.

"Babe? Have you melted yet?" I call out as I head toward the garage.

I hear Jasper chuckle. "Still in one solid piece!" he assures me.


He emerges from underneath his car, rolling on his back until he can see me. He wipes grease on his jeans and smiles.

“Although, seeing you in those little black shorts sure isn’t going to cool me off, Edward.”



Spray

“You look so sexy when you’re all dirty,” I admit as he gets to his feet, allowing his bare abs to remain just beyond my fingertips. “However, I could do without the pants altogether.”

He purses his lips for a moment, as though he’s deep in thought.

Then, he disappears into the backyard.

“Hey… Jasper?”

I step outside and find him waiting around the corner, holding the garden hose. He wears only his tightie whities and his trademark wicked grin.

“Jasper Whitlock! Don’t you dare—”

My words are drowned out by his laughter – and the stream of water.


Squeal

I spit water like a fountain as he continues to laugh, dancing around me while completely soaking me with the hose.

When he aims for my midsection again, I catch my breath and lunge for him. Soon, we are both gripping the hose and battling for control while we laugh and shout at each other like the little kids we are at heart.

“Let go, Edward!” he squeals, yet I only hold tighter. I yank the hose even closer, so that our bodies are completely pressed against each other.

His smile is radiant, and I return it in equal measure.


Kiss

As I gaze into his crystal-blue eyes, which are accented by the beads of water adorning his eyelashes, I count myself as the luckiest man on earth.

“What’s going on in that head of yours, Edward Masen?” he asks, biting his lip curiously.

“Just how much I love you,” I answer honestly.

His smile stretches wider. “Well, you know I love you, too, darlin’,” he says easily, allowing his Southern drawl to lace his words, as it often does.

We lean impossibly closer, and he presses his lips to mine as the stream of water continues to shower us.


Content

We stay that way for an eternity, stealing chaste kisses beneath the relentless cascade.

After a while, though, a shiver ripples across my skin.

I feel Jasper smile against my lips. “Cold, baby?” he asks, his tone amused.

I snort. “This thing doesn’t exactly spray warm bathwater, Jazz.”

He drops the hose, raising his eyebrows mischievously. “Well, I know what does spray warm water.”

“What?” I ask.

He rolls his eyes. “The shower, Edward.”

“Oh.”

He laughs, and I seize my opportunity – I smack his ass and sprint past him, pausing only to yell back, “Race you there, baby!”

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