Chapter 1.

BPOV

I watched as he made his way up the steps to his house. His long legs encased in an indecently, tight pair of jeans, the sleeveless shirt, showing off the definition of his arms. He was busy chewing on something wrapped in brown paper. He didn't notice me coming up behind him.

"Excuse me," I said as he pushed his key into the door.

He whirled, a look of surprise on his face. "Um, hey."

I almost lost my nerve, when his hazel eyes blinked at me curiously. I took a deep breath and smiled, tilting my head to the side, and twirling my blonde hair around my finger; yes, I was definitely going for the cute and innocent look.

"Hi, my name is Marie and my car..." I paused to point across the road, "has decided to break down on me and I was wondering if you could be of any help."

He eyed the car, and then looked back at me.

"Sure, just gimme a minute to put these things in the house," he said.

"No problem," I said. "I'll just wait back at the car,"

I turned and headed back to the car, proud of my cool exterior. If I wanted this to work, I had to stay cool and collected. This was going to work.

Five minutes later, he came sauntering down the walk path towards me.

"So what seems to be the problem?" he asked.

I shrugged, "Beats the hell outta me."

Yes, I was playing the dumb female card.

He smiled at me indulgently, and I wanted to jump on him then, but I had to take my time.

"I'm gonna check under the hood ok?" he said.

I nodded and reached in the car to pull the little lever to lift the bonnet of the car.

"She's a beauty," he said.

"Thanks," I said taking the little wash-cloth out of the bag lying on my seat. I headed round to the front of the car, pretending to be interested in what he was saying about the car.

The car that was just fine. He was leaning over, with his head far into the body of the engine.

I bit back a groan as the jeans stretched over his gorgeous ass.

I needed to get this over and done with.

I leaned against his back, my hands moving to cover his face. He had no idea what was going on. The element of surprise. As he inhaled the chloroform and sagged in my arms, I motioned to the jeep parked a little ways down the road.

"Tie his hands together and get him in the van, before someone notices," I said as I passed off his dead weight to my partner. Well, my partner at least for today.

I pulled the shirt I was wearing off, and shoved it into a black bag. Then I tossed the blonde wig I was wearing in there as well. I closed the hood of the car then grabbed my bag before locking up. Someone would come and move it, withing the hour. I'd be long gone by then.

I sprinted to the jeep and hopped in.

"Where to Boss Lady?" my co-conspirator asked.

"To the lake," I replied with a smile.

He nodded and drove off. It was quiet for a while and I avoided looking into the backseat, where my...prisoner...lay unconscious. He wouldn't be out for too long, I didn't hit him with that strong of a dose.

"You sure about this Bells?"

I looked over at one of my best friends, sorry I was dragging him into this, but like I said it was only for today.

"I'm sure Emmett."

He shrugged and continued driving.

I had wanted Jasper Whitlock for too damned long. And nothing, or no one was going to get in my way today.

A/N: This is just going to be a two or three shot story...the idea just sprang in my mind, and I had to get it out. I'll post the second part tomorrow. Let me know what you think lovelies ~ Riney