A/N: Hello! After the holidays and the flu I am a little rusty. I decided to start another drabble to get me going. I will update it as often as I can, probably every other day. Chapters will be around 500 words.

A huge thank you to Sherry & Tiffany for coming on another adventure with me.

Chapter 1

My name is Bella Swan. I'm thirty-two years old and still single. It's the story of my life. While all my friends have settled down and started their families, I'm still hanging around, looking for Mr. Right. I blame books; they've ruined me and gave me unrealistically high expectations of what my perfect man should be like. How am I supposed to settle down when no one I meet matches up to my book boyfriends?

I've tried the whole online dating thing. I've even tried speed dating, but no one I've met was ever worth a second date. My friends have even tried hooking me up with their husbands' friends, but that didn't even work. I guess if I'm really honest with myself I wasn't just looking for any other man. I wanted an alpha male, someone who would dominate me in the bedroom and treat me like his princess during the day.

Those men were hard to come by; at least they seemed to be for me. That was why I had taken to searching BDSM websites seeking Mr. Right.

I was currently sitting in a cafe waiting to meet a Dom. Was I really making the right move? Was this my best idea? I don't know. All I knew was I needed more and I wasn't going to get that from the average male.

I did, however, worry that my extracurricular activities would get out. I was a teacher, you see, a high school teacher to be exact. I just didn't want my children's parents thinking I was some kind of perv. I wasn't. We all had our own kinks. I just happen to a little kinkier than most.

"Bella?"

I looked up to see a light haired gentleman in a crisp gray suit standing over my table. I smiled nervously at him. This was it. Was I ready for this? I'll be damned if I knew. The way he stared at me, the way he leaned over my table; it was intimidating, but I wouldn't have expected anything less from a Dom.

"You must be Jasper," I said, offering him my hand.

"Yes, ma'am," he said, taking my hand in his. He smiled at me as he raised my hand to his lips, lightly kissing my knuckles. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

He took the chair opposite me and the waitress approached him, asking if he wished to place an order. After he ordered a coffee and I assured him that I didn't need anything, I already had a mug of coffee. The waitress left and we got down to business.