Jules released a short laugh. "My parents don't give a shit. Okay, well, maybe my mom, but she'd be more concerned about my... no, her reputation than mine. And my stepdad is... no, he wouldn't care. He'd probably laugh about it. If it were a boy my mom approved of sneaking into my room, my mom would probably pretend not to notice." Margaret Cooper had never cared about Sebastian being in Jules's room late at night, but that wasn't something Jules felt was necessary to add. "I don't want dogs barking at me, or your dad, like, waking up, so I'll just text you a bazillion and one times and if you don't wake up, I'll just stay over and finger myself instead."
Jasper figured Jules’s mom at least would care enough to make a stink if she knew it was a Lucas boy sneaking into her house to fuck her daughter. That was probably going to be an issue, once she did find out, but Jasper didn’t want to think about it right then. They were working on having a good day. “That’s hot too,” he murmured with a grin. Jasper leaned over to nuzzle at Jules’s neck. She smelled good even out there in the ocean air. “As long as you want me sneaking in, I don’t give a fuck what they think about it.” He planted a few slow, soft kisses against her skin, his lips ending up right under her ear.
Oh, Jules's mom would care a lot if she knew Jasper was coming over, or had been over. She knew it was only a matter of time before word got back to her mom about it, but Jules was hoping it would take awhile for the gossip train to barrel through the Cooper household. Obviously it would probably be better for her mom to hear it from Jules herself, but Jules really didn't want to have that conversation, since she already knew what it would be like. "You don't give a fuck about a lot of things," Jules pointed out with a grin. Her eyelids felt heavier as soon as his lips found her skin and Jules tilted her head instinctively to give him better access to it. "But for the record, you can sneak in anytime you want. I think we've gotten pretty good at sneaking around. We're like... experts by now."
That much was true, there wasn’t a lot that Jasper cared about. Even fewer things he admitted to caring about. He knew they could make trouble for him of some kind, but Jules’s parents could still suck his dick, in his opinion. He would deal with whatever fallout came from this. Being with Jules was worth it. “We’re like, sexy ninjas,” he murmured in agreement, huffing a tiny laugh. Jasper nuzzled his nose against her neck and gave it a little nibble. “I give a fuck about you,” he added softly. It was true, and he felt kind of corny saying it, but even more of him felt warm and affectionate and like he wanted to spend the rest of their lives stoned on the beach. Jasper kissed Jules’s jaw and then pulled back a little so he could give her a little smile. “We shoulda brought a blanket.”