You Never Forget That First Love [Jasper Hale Wasn't Always A Vampire] 24

I was quickly beginning to feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

Everyday after I had gone to the stables, I have almost always returned. I was quickly becoming a great racer, winning every racer I was put up against. Even jasper. I tried to chalk it up to a wonderful instructor as I had taken up private tutoring lessons with him, though we rarely spent time on the horses once we were far enough from prying eyes.

Every morning I awoke to find fresh flowers, Jasper didn't always deliever them himself but when he did, he got a special morning kiss.

We never seem to get bored of kissing and if it weren't for interruptions... I think we may have gone farther still. Not that I would entirely mind giving into our urges, It seemed almost suddenly that I had fallen in love with Jasper Hale, where nothing we did could ever truly be considered wrong.

However I was scared, I was worried that the strong feelings I felt towards him weren't nutural. That he would decide I wasn't worth his love or attention, that maybe a question of money would tear us a part. I wasn't use to living as a lower class... I had no real idea how they lived. But Jasper and Erin... They all seemed perfectly happy with their lives. Why wouldn't I be happy living this way?

Jasper and I had lost track of time and were getting ready to leave the spot by the creek where we had claimed to be our little get away. He had went to lift me up on the horse, which of course I could have done on my own but I could never pass up an oppertunity to have him touch me. And as usual, touching came with a dangerous temptation.

He had his hands on my waist, getting ready to lift me when I put my hands over his, our eyes met and like a flame to a spark we went in for another delicious kiss despite just filling the late afternoon with such actions.

"I hate saying goodbye." Jasper told me between crushing kisses.

"It's the worst part of my day." I agreed, sliding my lips to his throat and he did the same. Maybe it was the fact his lungs weren't burdaned with the sickening tightness of a corset, but I found myself always out of breath before he was. "But the sooner we say goodbye, the sooner we'll get to see each other again in the morning." Lungs refilled and lips getting cold, I went back to his eager mouth.

"I would prefer never having to say goodbye in the first place."

"That would make things easier."

The kisses came to a sudden stop, we hated being a part and I know I usually went into a state of ever so slight depression at the thought. this time he helped me onto the horse without distraction.

"You guys get out far this time?" Cruz asked as they came back in.

"You were gone for a while." Garret grinned, like he really knew what they'd been doing. Jasper and I had agreed to keep this quiet but... I knew some of my friends were all too aware I was happy about a boy in my life, they just didn't know who.

"Not really, just toured the old routes." Jasper hopped off his horse quickly to get to me before his friends could. I half wish he hadn't, it was torture not going in for the teasing kiss.

"Left the horses to try a foot path... Of course Jasper got us lost." I smiled.

"Excuse me ma'am but you're the one who suggested we go left instead of right when I clearly stated-"

"Mr. Whitlock- Is that any way to talk to this fine lady who pays for the full servant fee?" Garret asked.

Jasper and I were so use to joking around, most times we completely forgot how we were suppose to act around each other.

He smiled, if not a little awkwardly, and bowed ever so slightly, "My apologzies, ma'am."

"It is quite all right Mr. Whitlock." I held out my hand and he took it, laying a soft kiss on my hand, a tiny wink for just me to see as he stood up again.

"I'll see you tomorrow then, Miss De Sanchez."

"Until then." I nodded and walked away. As I turned at the outside of the stable, I looked back and saw him watching longingly wanting to follow. I wish he could have.

When I returned home, it was just in time for dinner. My Aunt Mora and my cousins were at the table, my father was not.

"Lola, just in time for dinner." Mora said, "Honestly girl, where is your head lately?"

"I just lost track of time, Aunt Mora."

"Spending all your time at that stable." Paulina made it sound like I shouldn't be in such activities. Of course she would think that, all she did was socialize and take joy in the misery of others.

After dinner, Aunt Mora called me in to the sitting room as she looked over her stationary, most likely letters from her husband.

"You called, Aunt Mora?" I asked.

"Yes, Lolita have a seat." She said as she finished off a letter with a very loppy and over exagerated signature. "So, Senor Helena tells me you have become the top racer in the school."

"Yes, I do believe I have." I was sure she would give me a lcture on proper mannerisms and how I was blowing it. Again.

"Or more he tells me you've surpassed you're tutor." She settled back into her chair and took off her glasses. "So he suggested a new one, much more skilled. Should you wish to continue practicing this hobby you refuse to give up."

Well I was not expecting this. I sat up straighter, "But I like my tutor."

"As fond of Mr. Whitlock as you are, you have long by passed his skill in this area and everyone knows it. So staying with him would be pointless." Her eyes then snapped to mine, a sneaking suspicion in them. "If you were to continue having him as your trainer, people may begin to suspect the relationship would be more personal than what it should be."

"Oh, I... I didn't think of it that way." I laughed as if the very idea was ludacris.

She continued to evalue my reaction with pursed lips. "Lolita... You once said you had developing feelings for this boy-"

"I don't!" I said quicker then I should have, she raised one eye brow and I settled back in my chair. "The very idea is ridiculous, Aunt Mora."

"Indeed." She agreed, waiting for me to do the same.

Unhappily I said, "Which is why I should switch instructors."

It's the answer she wanted, I was sure but she didn't light up at the words, just nodded and put her glasses back on, returning to her stationary. "Then I will alert Senor Helena."

"Nonsense, I wouldn't want you to tack a trip you do not have to. I will alert him and Mr. Whitlock tomorrow that I am taking another instructor."

She nodded and dismissed me, I went up to my room and looked where Jasper's flowers sat infront of the window. Jasper... how would he take this news? Would he think me cowardly that I could not even lie to keep our sessions together? If he hated me for it... I could not wait for his reaction until morning, when Aunt Mora fell asleep I would sneak out tonight and tell him myself.

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